Chapter 32: Homemade thermometer

"What my father said is that thanks to my father's discernment, I didn't let the pearl be dusted." Murong Lin was slightly uncomfortable.

Murong Yu only glanced at him meaningfully, "Even if it is a pearl, it can bloom at any time." Lin'er, you can cherish it a lot, don't call your own pearl and fall into the hands of others. ”

"Yes, the child already knows." Murong Lin's heart trembled when he heard this, he had always only known that Feng Xiaoyue ignored him, but he never thought that she might leave.

After a long glance at Feng Xiaoyue, who was busy below, Feng Xiaoyue felt a piercing gaze behind her, and when she turned around, Murong Lin had already accompanied Murong Yu back to the carriage.

The pipes were laid very well, and Feng Xiaoyue hoped that the soil would become a little stronger, so she asked the people in the house to transport the potted corn seedlings out one by one.

The injury on Murong Lin's shoulder has been healed, he doesn't have to stay in the mansion to recuperate these days, and when he comes back this day, he is anxious to see Feng Xiaoyue.

Xing Chong rushed back to the Gentleman's Courtyard, but the people told him that Feng Xiaoyue was not there. After asking carefully, it turned out that Feng Xiaoyue had been getting up in the morning for several days, so she went out with Xiaoyun.

"She's a woman, but she's busier than a man like me."

Laughing at himself helplessly, Murong Lin felt uneasy, and hurriedly ran to the greenhouse.

When the soil is firm, it is difficult to feel the temperature when you stand on it. Then cover a few straw curtains on the greenhouse, and it is not convenient to go in to check the state of the plants. If you force it to go in, there will be a burst of heat and a burst of coolness, and Xiao Miao will not be able to stand it.

But if you don't check it, how can you tell if the temperature inside is too high or too low? I can't know what is going on inside, and if something happens, all the efforts for so long will be in vain.

Seeing that the straw curtains and the water stove had been installed, Feng Xiaoyue felt even more heavy in her heart. Modern greenhouses have thermometers to check and control the temperature. Here, if you want to make a thermometer, you first need mercury.

Mercury was mostly used in ancient times to protect the body from decay for a hundred years, as long as it does not turn into mercury vapor, then the temporary contact of human skin should not be too harmful.

After thinking carefully about the materials needed to make the thermometer, Feng Xiaoyue called a farmer and asked him to prepare as he said.

The farmer frowned; "Madame, what do you want mercury to do, it's poisonous, you have to be careful not to eat it by mistake."

Feng Xiaoyue saw it and thanked him for his kind reminder in her heart; "Thank you, I'll take care of it, you go and prepare."

After a while, the farmers brought their things.

A mercury thermometer is made without glass and can be replaced by the intestines of animals. The duck intestine is thin and can be extended, and when it is supported to a certain extent, it becomes transparent. Inject mercury into the duck intestines, thread it into an iron pipe the thickness of a bamboo skewer, mark the scale according to the approximate temperature range, and then seal the head tightly and insert it into the soil to roughly test the soil temperature.

Feng Xiaoyue injected some dansha to dye the color of the mercury darker, making it easier to observe. When it was almost formed, Feng Xiaoyue tried it in warm water, and the duck intestines in the iron pipe were stretched open by red mercury and stopped steadily between the scales.

Feng Xiaoyue excitedly took a homemade simple mercury thermometer and hurried to test the soil temperature. Farmers poured hot water from the boiling furnace into the underground pipes, and the thermometer soared before slowly descending, up and down the temperature scale required by Feng Xiaoyue.

Feng Xiaoyue clapped her hands, "It can be regarded as a trace." ”

In the Hanging Bell Courtyard, Han Yufeng held a roster in his hand and kept looking through it.

"This is not good, it looks too charming, what if another fox like that Feng Xiaoyue comes and controls my Lin'er." Han Yufeng kept commenting while flipping through it.

Mama Chen came up to bring her a cup of tea and stood quietly behind her, "Princess, men like good-looking things, why don't you choose a few good-looking ones for the prince and put them in the house, so as to kill the arrogance of the princess." ”

Han Yufeng spread out the roster on the table, and next to the name on each side of the booklet, there was a baby elephant on the upper body of the person.

"What do you know," Han Yufeng sighed, "I'm not like those people, I want all cats and dogs." If there are a few really good, they don't even have the ability to let Lin'er see the same. ”

"But I'm also worried about it, if Lin'er doesn't care who she wants, she won't spoil that Feng Xiaoyue alone."

"The prince is young, he hasn't seen many good girls, the princess bothered to choose a few good ones for him, he will naturally follow the princess's wishes." Han Yufeng closed her eyes in annoyance, and Mama Chen walked behind her and massaged her shoulders.

Han Yufeng was happy when she heard this, and picked up the roster again, "Okay, for Lin'er, then let's pick again." ”

"That's what the princess said." Mama Chen echoed her in time.

Murong Lin changed his clothes and was about to go out, and when he ran halfway on his horse, he was stopped.

The little guy who caught up was panting, "Lord Shizi, go back to the house quickly, princess she,"

"What's wrong with my mother." Seeing him running in such a hurry, Murong Lin couldn't help frowning, and as soon as he grabbed his clothes, he thought that something had happened to Han Yufeng.

The little guy gasped and was pulled again, and he couldn't speak. Murong Lin was so angry that he left him, turned his horse's head and ran back.

In a hurry to break into the Hanging Bell Courtyard, Murong Lin couldn't find anyone anywhere, and the maid of the Hanging Bell Courtyard was startled by his posture, and stepped forward tremblingly: "Lord Shizi, the princess has gone to the Gentleman's Courtyard and said that she wants to see you." ”

Running back to the Junzi Courtyard again, Murong Lin felt that the wounds on his shoulders that had healed were a little painful, but the pain made him sober up a lot. What can happen to the concubine in the house, but if he cares, it will be messed up. Murong Lin sighed, turned around and wanted to leave, and Han Yufeng came in with someone.

"Lin'er, you just came back, where are you going in such a hurry." Han Yufeng dragged him into the room and pressed him on the couch to sit down.

"Come, sit, talk to the concubine. The concubine made your favorite cake today. ”

Murong Lin wanted to leave, but Mama Chen had already put the plate of dim sum on the table. Facing Han Yufeng's expectant gaze, Murong Lin didn't want to be too fond of her.

"Thank you mother, I don't know what happened when the mother and the child came back?" Murong Lin finished chewing a piece of cake, and he had an ominous premonition in his heart, and he couldn't help frowning.

"You child, the mother wants to see you, why did she frame you to come back." Han Yufeng pretended to reprimand angrily, and Murong Lin hurriedly apologized.

Han Yufeng patted his hand and said softly; "It's no wonder, you're only good if you're injured, the concubine wants to call you. Tonight the family sits together and has a meal with Harmony. No excuses. ”

"Yes, the child will definitely come back to eat with his father and queen mother." Murong Lin got up, "It's just that the child really has something to go." ”

"Okay, you go get busy." Han Yufeng agreed, but he knew in his heart where he wanted to go.