"I feel like I can even penetrate heavenly beings now?"
"Oh, is it so?"
The familiar scene appeared again. Unconsciously, Fu Yuanshan's voice appeared behind the two of them.
"Ah! Uncle Master! Why did you suddenly appear behind me!"
"The thunder technique that I practice is just fast. If you don't practice it well enough, you won't even hear someone approaching. Tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk."
While "tsk tsk tsk", he stretched out his hand and pinched Wen Yuan's cheek, pinched it, and pinched it again. The invisible breath was "pinched" out of Wen Yuan's mouth, but Fu Yuanshan could see it.
"You are really angry. You are as angry as a little train right now."
"Everything I said is true~" Wen Yuan, whose mouth was pinched, made an unclear sound.
Fu Yuanshan let go of his hand: "Anyway, I just received a flying letter from His Majesty the Emperor and rushed over. Did you provide the formula?"
He looked at Shangluo.
"Yeah, yeah." Shangluo nodded repeatedly.
"It's so funny. So many people have been working hard for so many years and haven't solved the problem, but you actually solved it."
“Is this recipe actually difficult to obtain?”
"Let His Majesty the Emperor explain it to you. This is his specialty."
Changchun Palace, Jiuhua Tower. Zhu Xianfen's home.
After flashing their waistbands again at the door, the three of them went directly upstairs.
Zhu Xianfen lives on the second floor and his office is also on the second floor. The door to the office is facing the stairs and is closed.
There is also a ceiling caisson on the second floor. The dragon mouth of the caisson holds a light bulb, and the air-conditioning of the central air conditioner blows out from the dark room around the caisson.
Unlike the imperial kiln bricks on the first floor, the second floor is wooden and the office door is also wooden. Next to the potted pine tree at the door, Shangluo waited there for 10 seconds - it was still late at night, and he was still talking on the phone.
10 seconds later, Zhu Xianfen opened the door by himself. The probe confirmed the identities of the three people, and he made way for the door:
"Come in and sit wherever you like. Wen Yuan, go next door and get the medicine."
This is the first time Shangluo has entered the emperor's office. Although the words emperor and office go together a bit strangely, this is indeed an office.
There is a small table next to the door, which should be the clerk's seat. It is empty now. The office is not big, but the location is good, facing north and south.
The door opened in the southwest corner. Zhu Xianwen's seat was not facing the door, but slightly tilted in the northeast corner, leaning against the wall.
On the outside side is a row of floor-to-ceiling windows. If it were daytime, the lighting here should be very good. It's night now, and you can see the bright moon and the shadows of the trees in the garden. From outside the palace, this location will be covered by clouds of pines and cypresses; but from here, the view outside the palace is very good. You can directly see Suzaku Avenue in the distance and see the street lights currently on both sides of the road. You can also see Nanjing City on the other side and the densely packed urban area inside.
But this office is anything but tidy. There were several makeshift tables piled up in the middle of the room, and the tables were filled with stacks of manuscript papers. There is a mobile blackboard standing next to the table. There is a thick layer of chalk dust under the blackboard. The blackboard is densely covered with "heavenly books", and Shangluo cannot understand them at all.
"It's off-duty time now, and the aide-de-camp has gone back, so you can make your own tea - but I guess you're not in the mood to make tea either."
He and Zhu Xianwen looked at each other and smiled helplessly. Both of them are now full of immortality, and they are about to become immortals. Only Fu Yuanshan could open his eyes and look at the manuscript papers in the room, but he didn't quite understand them.
When Wen Yuan also brought a test tube rack from next door, Zhu Xianfen picked up a test tube.
"This is the liquid medicine. According to your request, it concentrates the immortal root at 15%. I actually made these in the bottle on the day you left. Because I only used the immortal root to refine it. It’s just medicine, I’ll refine some every now and then. But Shangluo, do you know what I’ve been doing these days?”
"I don't know." Shangluo shook his head. Although he has been very busy these days, it seems that Zhu Xianfen is not very leisurely.
Zhu Xianxian pointed to the blackboard at the back: "I am optimizing the production process and then contacting the factory for mass production."
"Huh? Is this thing mass-produced?"
"It would be meaningless if we couldn't produce it in large quantities. Because I can't stew radishes here all day long, right - but, will I stop here?"
The corners of his mouth quirked up slightly: "So you don't know yet, right? Wen Yuan should have heard of it. I graduated from the Department of Chemical Engineering of Nanjing University, because refining elixirs can only benefit oneself, and mass production of elixirs can only benefit oneself." Most people benefit from it. But I, who have studied alchemy since I was a child, have long known that it is impossible to mass-produce elixirs in any case. Because there is an insurmountable gap, which is called "spiritual blending" in metaphysics. In short, elixirs The medicine must be refined by the alchemist himself, and every step requires manual operation. Because only by operating with one's own hands can one put his willpower into it. But——"
He paused:
"The ones you gave me are actually not prescriptions at all, but formulas! In other words, this is not a metaphysical problem at all, but an engineering problem. Because the medicinal properties of radish have not changed at all during the refining process. , it has not been used in any 'elixir'. It has just been concentrated. Condensation does not require spiritual preparation, so it can be solved through the engineering process."
"But...why hasn't the concentration been successful before?"
"There is a premise for all this - when you are concentrating radish, what are you concentrating? Is it 'radish concentration'? Then can you just stew out the soup in the radish soup? No, that is not effective The ingredient is just the dregs of radish. If stewing it is useful, then drying and processing the dried radish is not the spiritual root among spiritual roots? In fact, we don’t even know what ingredients in the fairy root radish play the role of 'immortal root' You don’t know what you want to concentrate, so how do you concentrate it? Although we still don’t know what the fairy root radish is used for, but!”
He shook the bottle and found it was a little thick:
"I followed your recipe and added flour, honey and soybean powder, and it became concentrated! Yes, these things and the 'active ingredients' in the fairy root formed a 'fairy root complex', which The active ingredients in the immortal root are 'labeled' in the form of complexes! Then I just extract this part of the complex. So this is not a metaphysical problem at all, this is an engineering problem."
"Huh?" Shangluo was stunned. He really thought that Zhu Xianfen had been fanning himself in front of the alchemy furnace for several days, but as soon as he entered the door and saw the room full of manuscript papers, he began to feel that something was wrong.
His eyes lingered on the blackboard that had not yet been erased. In addition to the Holy Book, there are also hand-drawn rows of cylindrical equipment connected end to end on the blackboard.
"So... it was successful?"
Zhu Xianfen pointed to the corner of the blackboard, where a row of data was circled: "After calculation, the proportion of these complexes in the preliminary extract of fairy root is 0.71%. Its properties are slightly different from other parts. , I refined its abundance to about 15% through some technical processes, and made the 'liquid' in the flasks in front of you. After I tried the medicine myself, everything was normal, and then I asked Wen Yuan to try it too, and the same result Everything is normal. Then I will call Shangluo, you, and Senior Fu. Senior Fu, now I need you to make a final confirmation."
(End of chapter)
