Chapter 155: Deception and Stealing Fame

Qin Chuan asked Li Mingfang strangely: "Old Li, what are so many people running to us for this Chinese New Year's Eve?" ”

Li Mingfang smiled bitterly and was about to speak, Zhang Shiheng said: "It's not all your work, these people are all here to see your fireworks." Pen | fun | pavilion www. biquge。 info”

In order to make this unusual Chinese New Year's Eve a good time, Qin Chuan really put a lot of thought into it, for example, he has seen the fireworks at this time, it should be said that the level of fireworks at this time is already very high, not much difference from fireworks a hundred years later, the only shortcoming is that the color after the fireworks are set off at this time is too little. Although it is also red, green, and green in the air after the fireworks, it does not always have the feeling of purple and red in later generations.

Therefore, Qin Chuan deliberately led Chu Yuntao to trial produce and synthesize a series of nitro series of metal salts such as potassium nitrate, calcium nitrate, sodium nitrate, magnesium nitrate, aluminum nitrate, barium nitrate, copper nitrate, strontium nitrate, lithium nitrate, cobalt nitrate, etc., as well as copper carbonate, strontium carbonate, sodium oxalate and other metal salt colorants that had not yet appeared at this time.

The reason why fireworks emit various colors of light is because of the addition of these metal salt-based coloring agents to ordinary gunpowder and explosives. These metal salts can produce a variety of different glows at high temperatures, such as sodium salts glowing yellow, strontium salts glowing red, barium salts glowing green, while copper salts glowing blue, aluminum salts glowing white, potassium salts glowing purple, and so on. Mixing different metal salts in different proportions will produce various shades of color, such as potassium nitrate and sodium nitrate mixed in a certain proportion, it will emit an orange-red glow.

It is based on this principle that these metal salts are placed in different orders and proportions into the fireworks, and the fireworks are released in a variety of colors.

After teaching Chu Yuntao how to synthesize these hair pigments in the laboratory, Qin Chuan hired a few skilled fireworks craftsmen to hand them over to Chu Yuntao, and Chu Yuntao led these craftsmen to make fireworks together. During the trial production process, it was inevitable that the fireworks would be set off first in order to continuously improve, so that in the past few months, there have been dazzling fireworks in the air in the backyard of the dyeing factory every night. It also attracted many people from Tianjin Wei to come and watch.

This incident even alarmed Zhou Fu, and after learning that Qin Chuan had tried to produce many new fireworks, he forcibly took 200 fireworks from Qin Chuan, saying that they were sent to the Governor Yamen of Zhili to be set off on Chinese New Year's Eve. Moreover, Zhou Fu also sternly warned Qin Chuan that the amount of fireworks set off on Chinese New Year's Eve must not exceed one hundred and eighty.

Qin Chuan naturally knew what Zhou Fu meant, although he felt a little reluctant to swallow his anger, but he still had to do what Zhou Fu meant. However, Qin Chuan still told Chu Yuntao to develop a few more fireworks with patterns that were not available in the fireworks that Zhou Fu had taken.

The people who rushed over to watch the fireworks now, although they should all be people near East Street, but waiting outside on this cold day is not a thing. Qin Chuan hesitated for a long time, then turned around and instructed Gao Ying.

"You go and tell these people, just say that I, Qin Chuan, said that the fireworks should be set off on time at the beginning of the day, and everyone should go home and wait first, don't freeze, and make sure that everyone can see enough at midnight."

Seeing Gao Ying running to pass the word, Zhang Shiheng rubbed his hands that were a little red from cold, looked at Han En and said to Qin Chuan with a smile.

"Minghong, it's getting colder and colder this day, let's go in and roast your little red clay stove."

Zhang Shiheng said as he walked towards the courtyard first.

Everyone also laughed and followed Zhang Shiheng into the yard, but as soon as he entered the gate of the dyeing factory, Zhang Shiheng sniffed, swept his eyes, and suddenly screamed in surprise.

"Oh! Ming Hong, I haven't been here for a few days, and the cold plums in your courtyard are all open one after another, and the fragrance is coming. ”

Zhang Shiheng shouted, except for Jin Lisan, Li Mingfang, Xu Xifang, and Ye Xilai, the rest of the people looked at the red, white, and black plum blossoms all over the courtyard wall.

Zhang Shiheng stopped, looked left and right for a long time and sighed: "Ming Hong, although your dyeing factory is a treasure land, but in addition to these withered plums, there is no green leaf to cover the fun, it looks very tasteless, but this plum blossom blooms, and suddenly feels elegant and extraordinary, which is very different from usual." It is true: the ordinary window before the moon, there are plum blossoms are different. ”

What Zhang Shiheng said is the latter sentence in Du Lei's poem "Cold Night" in the Song Dynasty, and the previous sentence is "The guests come to tea as wine on a cold night, and the bamboo stove soup is boiling and red." ”。

Zhang Shiheng's arrival aroused Xu Zichuan's poetry again, and Xu Zichuan pointed to a few white plums leaning against the gate and said.

"In the ice and snow forest, different peaches and plums are mixed with fragrant dust; Suddenly, the fragrance of the night was scattered. ”

Xu Zichuan's poem is the poem "White Plum" by Wang Mian of the Yuan Dynasty.

Li He also said: "My family's inkstone pond is ripe, and the flowers are faint ink marks; Don't let people praise the good color, only leave the clear air full of goodness. ”

Li He's poem is also Wang Mian's Yongmei poem. These two poems are light and elegant to read, and they are refreshing to hear.

Zhang Shiheng nodded and said: "Wang Mian's two Yongmei poems are very good, since ancient times, there are many good Yongmei poems, such as Song Kuangye's, only smiling before independence, and can transcend the world and return to the truth." However, I think Lu Fangweng's "Fortune Operator" is the most exquisite. ”

After Zhang Shiheng finished speaking, he chanted alone.

"By the broken bridge outside the post,

Loneliness opens without an owner.

It was already dusk and I was alone, and it was even more windy and rainy.

I have no intention of fighting for spring,

A group of jealous.

Scattered into mud and dust,

Only fragrant as before. ”

Zhang Shiheng's "Fortune Operator. Yongmei", so much so that Qin Chuan couldn't help but think of a song "Fortune Operator", and couldn't help but chant it.

"Wind and rain send spring back,

Flying snow welcomes spring.

It is already a cliff with a hundred feet of ice, and there are still flowers and branches.

Pretty doesn't fight for spring,

Only report the coming of spring.

When the mountains are full of flowers,

She laughed in the bushes. ”

"Good!"

"Good words!"

Qin Chuan's voice did not fall, and it had already attracted a burst of exclamations.

Ai Xiaomei was particularly excited, and praised repeatedly: "Good words! Good words! It's a good word for the ages! ”

Lu Fangweng's divination operator, written is the loneliness and arrogance of plum blossoms, lonely Fang self-appreciation is strong, full of grievances, decadence, and seclusion, reading will have: the world can be worried, and scholars have no place to serve the feeling of lonely loyalty. And Ming Hong's one, contrary to its meaning, not only abruptly cold plum proud and upright, the god of heroes in the flowers, but also expresses that the ice can not damage its bones, the flying snow can not hide its beauty, and the danger can not destroy its will, which is refreshing and breathtaking to read. If you see the newspaper tomorrow, it will definitely attract the price of paper in Beijing. ”

The light in his eyes turned wildly, staring at Qin Chuan and muttering: "This song should only exist in the sky, and the world can hear it a few times." ”

Qin Chuan said in his heart: "Even if you know the goods, this is really a heavenly song, this is the poem of Grandpa Taizu decades later." ”

However, after all, this "Fortune Operator" is Qin Chuan's "deception and stealing his name", and he is very weak when he has a ghost in his heart, so he hurriedly urged everyone into the hall of the reception room.