Chapter 122: Waste Wood Rises
The warm winter sun shone on his face very warmly, Ling Motang rubbed his hands and paced back and forth around the divine pillar, counting the grid and calculating the direction, wanting to choose the location of the excavation first. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. biquge。 info
Since Qinghua had already said it so obviously, Ling Motang naturally had to wait until the evening to do it, and after putting away the tools for committing the crime, she jumped twice in the chosen place as if nothing happened, humming a song in her mouth and walking away, Mu Jinlan walked out of the corner from the side, looking at Ling Motang's brisk pace thoughtfully......
And Ling Motang, who was hiding things in his heart, naturally did not find Mu Jinlan, and went to the library pavilion absentmindedly, thinking about how to make the first sulfur soap in ancient times along the way.
As soon as she arrived at the library, she pulled out all the books she needed and read them.
The books in the library were placed in a disorderly manner, Ling Motang was lying on the floor, his right hand propped his head sideways and flipped through the books, Lu Yan naturally took in this scene, his brows were slightly furrowed, and he didn't say anything after all.
As soon as he came, Elder Qinghua had already explained to him, and it was up to her to decide what books Ling Motang wanted to read.
Second, the current Ling Motang was particularly valued by Elder Hua, so he naturally wouldn't go to Ling Motang's unhappiness.
Ling Motang looked up from the book after realizing Lu Yan's gaze on her, and sat up cross-legged: "Uncle Shi, I'll clean up this place soon." ”
"You feel free." Lu Yan, who had never been smiling, squeezed out a smile at Ling Motang.
"Uncle Shi." Ling Motang put down the book in his hand, got up and asked Lu Yan, "Do you have caustic soda here?" ”
"What is caustic soda?"
"That is, the substance after the reaction of sodium carbonate and calcium hydroxide." Ling Motang didn't think about it, and then looked at Lu Yan's inexplicable eyes, she slapped her head, she was really stupid to read a book, and she actually forgot that the ancients didn't understand these terms at all.
She asked again: "How are the steamed buns in the kitchen made and what are they fermented?" "The production of steamed bread is indispensable to caustic soda, she has eaten Liuyun Sect's steamed bread, very strong.
"If you want to eat steamed buns, go to the kitchen to find them yourself." Lu Yan shook his sleeves and didn't have a good face, and said a lot, isn't he greedy and wants to eat steamed buns?
Ling Motang couldn't cry or laugh, but he still thanked Lu Yan and continued to bury his head in the book.
The books she was looking for today were all books about alchemy, which could actually be regarded as chemical experiments, which included many water reactions, as well as a variety of chemical equilibrium in solution. It's just that the names of chemical substances in ancient times are very different from those in modern times, and only by knowing the names of ancient chemical substances can she start to make something that was not available in ancient times.
For example, the carbon C she needs is called graphite in the time and space where she is now, mercury Hg is commonly known as mercury, and mercury sand HgS is cinnabar, which can detoxify and prevent corrosion...... Moreover, Liuyun Sect has an alchemy room, so if you want to do any experiments at that time, just go directly to the alchemy room.
She was a little glad that although she was reborn, she had not forgotten the memories of her previous life, and this superior memory seemed to be even more useful.
Last time, when she was punished, Elder Qinghua gave her a copy of the "Hundred Herbs", which contained many medicinal herbs from which she could extract useful chemicals.
Creating something that others can't have, and worrying about not being able to make money?
Thinking like this, she was a little more motivated.
As long as people want to move forward, nothing is a problem, and it is not too late. She doesn't want to be used as a pawn or a victim anymore and live with all her compromises, at least her life should be in charge of herself, right?
Only the incompetent are willing to live insensitive for the sake of others.
used to live in Jiuli in a mess, just because she felt that she could survive until the moment of healthy death, but now it is different, how many people want her to die, how many people want to use her, if she doesn't rise, I'm afraid that what awaits her is death at any time.
It's time to go to Shen Yuan again, and it's time to take a look at the "Spirit Movement" that Shen Yuan took away. She must find the cause of her inability to move her spirit as soon as possible and learn how to move her spirit, otherwise how to turn over and sing.
Finally got up to the moment when the library cabinet closed, Ling Motang put the books in turn early, and hurriedly left the library to go to the room, as soon as she entered the room, the uncles and aunts who cooked and chose vegetables looked at Ling Motang funny, which made her a little ...... Awkward.
"Girl, come on." Aunt Wu beckoned to her, Ling Motang saw Aunt Wu with a bright smile on her face, and walked over suspiciously: What day is today, I didn't see them so enthusiastic when I came to the room a few days ago.
She slowly shook over, a little wary in her heart, Aunt Wu took her arm and asked her to sit on the bench, and then Song Bo took a dish in his hand and put it in front of her, lifted the lid, and a dish was presented in front of her.
Vomit.
Ling Motang wanted to vomit, and looked at Uncle Song with watery eyes: "What is this?" "This dish is really indescribable, because you never know what the raw material is just by looking at the color and shape, red or purple, it looks like a car accident scene, dripping with blood.
"Stew." Song Boyan was concise: "You taste it." ”
Ling Motang: "Uncle Song, you might as well stew me." ”
"After washing, cleaning, picking rice, and tasting vegetables, you can choose one." Song Bo smiled.
Ling Motang looked at the bowls piled up into a hill, and then at the empty rice jar, and got up and shouted: "Bring chopsticks." ”
Hold the grass, die and die, who is afraid of whom!
Under the watchful eye, she trembled and picked up a chopsticks of vegetables, closed her eyes and sent it to her mouth, for a while the five tastes were mixed, really, she had never eaten such an unpalatable dish when she was so big.
She continued to chew with her eyes closed, with a belief in her heart: never vomit.
"How?" Song Bochao asked Ling Motang with hope in his eyes.
Ling Motang opened his eyes, a look of enjoyment, and a smile appeared on his face: "It's very delicious, really, why don't you try it all." "Isn't it just for her to try the food, as long as she pretends to admit that it is delicious, then these old guys will definitely eat it too, and it is not so easy to fix her.
Song Bo was skeptical: "Really? ”
Ling Motang picked up another dish and sent it to his mouth: "Really, it's delicious, why don't you try it." ”
"No need, no need, just be delicious, Aunt Wu, you send it to Ah Fu." Song Bo looked pleased: "Ah Fu must like it." ”
Ling Motang put down his chopsticks and asked tentatively: "Ask a little more who is Ah Fu?" ”
Aunt Wu held the bowl and responded calmly: "It's not the big wolf dog raised by your Uncle Song, I haven't eaten for a few days, your Uncle Song is thinking about improving its food, and a medicine is added to it, the medicine is very bitter, he is worried that Ah Fu won't eat it, it's not good, you say it's delicious, then Ah Fu will definitely eat it......"
Depend on!
Ling Motang wanted to vomit: "You give me dog food?" ”
"Aren't you single?" Song Bo squinted his eyes and gave Ling Motang a blow to his heart.
Ling Motang: ......
Whose way is it that the single dog is in the way? To abuse a dog like this!
Song Bo smiled and struck again: "I've been observing you for a long time, it seems that you have never been a picky eater." ”
Ling Motang: "Uncle Song, I want to talk to you. ”