Act 66 New Haven Daily News [Asking for Recommendation Votes!]
The standardization of chemical instruments in this era was not yet fully unified.
Tom took the food scraps and looked at them for a while, then began the experiment.
"Doug, I suspect it's heavy metal, this red isn't normal. Tom said as he teased.
When Doug heard the heavy metal, he thought of the operation of cooking soup with copper sheets that Madison had introduced before, and he nodded and said, "I also think it's possible." ”
With Doug's remaining chemical literacy, it was not difficult to understand Tom's operations.
But for McGill, Madison, it was completely incomprehensible.
Thankfully, McGill had lost his curiosity at his age. Acknowledging that people don't understand what they're engaged in because of differences in the division of labor.
Madison, who is not highly educated, can't do it, he saw these strange utensils, and couldn't help but whisper to McGill next to him, "Is this alchemy?"
“……”
McGill was silent, and he didn't know how to answer.
Doug also happened to hear Madison's question, thinking that this little brother might also be in charge of a business in the future, and he couldn't always be so ignorant, so he explained, "It's called chemistry, not alchemy." However, it also has a little bit to do with alchemy. It's amazing, but it doesn't really make gold out of thin air. ”
Doug's slightly official explanation made Madison a little disappointed.
In the legend that Madison had heard, wizards who could do alchemy were wealthy.
They don't produce, they don't farm, they don't go to work, and they can have so much money, isn't it because alchemy can directly create gold out of nothing?
Even, he was just wondering if Boss Doug was so rich, it was also because of alchemy.
Usually, Tom doesn't even want to see people, let alone talk.
When you do experiments, you have to talk a lot.
He was dripping the reagent very steadily in his hand, tilting his head and asking, "Doug, do you know how the dyes on the market are made?"
"Chemical synthesis?" Doug asked. He was under the impression that cheap dyes used on a large scale were synthesized by chemical means.
"Eh, chemical synthesis, this is indeed a good direction! I'm going to try it when I have time! But, all the dyes on the market today are either mineral dyes or vegetable dyes.
The composition of vegetable dyes is more complex, and even I can't detect all of them. But as long as the dye is extracted from non-toxic plants, it is almost harmless to the human body.
Dyes in food are basically plant dyes.
However, the cost of plant dye extraction is higher and more expensive, so some traders will use mineral dyes instead of plant dyes.
The colors don't look much different either. However, the chromogenic substances in mineral dyes, mainly heavy metal compounds, are normal for poisoning. ”
Doug had never heard of Tom's research on dyes before, "When did you do that?"
"It's not something I'm particular about, I'm not very interested in it. My brother is very fond of dyes, and hates the black-hearted vendors who disgrace them. In order to summarize the different toxicity of different dyes, he tasted a lot of dyes himself, and rolled on the ground in pain from time to time. But now he won't suffer any more. ”
"Why?" Madison interjected again.
"Because...... He was sent to heaven by me. ”
"Sent to heaven?" Madison wondered.
Tom's hobby is synthetic explosives, and his entire family, except himself, went to see God because of an experimental accident. Doug said.
Tom waited for Doug to explain and said to Madison, "You're not interested in 'alchemy'?
Madison's face changed several times, and he said in a harsh voice, "No...... Don't ...... anymore."
He didn't want to talk anymore.
How could he have thought that a child who looked a few years younger than himself would actually blow up his own family.
Madison felt that he was not soft-hearted, but in the waiter's war, after so many years of fighting, he had not killed a single person.
The people the boss knows are monsters.
Madison looked at the dirt pit at Doug's feet, wondering why the ground was uneven. Now that he knows the reason, he also wants to dig a hole for himself, so that even if he is killed, he will be more decent.
Twenty minutes passed.
Tom's experiment has finally come to an end.
He tested the final reaction product in a way that Doug didn't quite understand, and said, "Doug, there's lead in the residue." It is lead tetroxide, and it is red. My brother also ate it. It is generally made into paint to prevent rust on ironware. ”
"Thank you. McGill thanked Douglas and then Tom.
Doug raised his arm slightly reluctantly and patted McGill on the shoulder, "Don't worry, there will be no sequelae." Milk can be very useful for acute poisoning of heavy metals, so you can drink more milk in the next few days. ”
"Gross!"
Before Doug could finish speaking, McGill retched.
The milk stuffing like French cramming already made McGill want to vomit when he heard the word "milk".
"Well, there are still after-effects. Doug said, spreading his hands.
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While Doug was reassuring, Anton came to the New Haven Daily office.
Since the Industrial Revolution, both the paper industry and printing have made great progress. At the same time, the importance of information is becoming more and more prominent.
Therefore, as an emerging media, newspapers play an increasingly important role in society and have a deeper and deeper influence.
Anton's father found that advertising hotels in newspapers was unusually effective when newspapers were just emerging.
Therefore, for many years, the Anton family's hotels have been buying advertising seats in newspapers in various regions all year round.
Anton Jr. is also very familiar with the president of the New Haven Daily because of this.
"Charles, I want you to help me find someone!Doug Claydon!Yale Woolsey's bastard, I'm going to make him shameless to stay in New Haven! He's a scumbag! He's a demon!"
Anton added fuel and vinegar to the matter of "Doug bullying people and blackmailing money".
He said in a loud voice, "Charles, such a bad guy must not be a good person! I want you to find out all about his black history!"
He can't stay in New Haven, at Yale, in America!"
Charles looked at Anton's grim expression and knew that the gold lord had always been stubborn. If you don't solve it for him, although you won't lose the long-term advertising of the New Haven Hotel, it will be a little troublesome after all.
He pressed the little bell on the table and said to the secretary who opened the door and came in, "Call Roman." ”
"Roman, I have an investigative interview assignment for you. Doug Claydon. I want you to get to the bottom of it. We are objective and impartial media, and we should not let go of any bad guy. ”
Little Roman, who had just graduated from the University of Missouri Department of Journalism, replied in a crisp and serious voice, "Yes!