Every day after dinner, Ling Er went to the small room of the daily chemical plant to drill, this is the so-called laboratory.

The laboratory is not big, only about 20 square meters, or iron sheet and asbestos tiles, absorbing heat during the day, sultry at night, in order to cool down, can only turn on the fan, but in order not to affect the test, the three electric fans are placed on the ground, rumbling.

The five researchers are busy inside, including the boss Liang Chengtao, all of whom are part-time, and there is no one left.

There is no tall and tall as Ling Er imagined, there are all bottles and cans, as well as some confusing reagents and experimental equipment.

"No phosphorus, right?" Ling Er really doesn't understand chemistry, he is good at physics.

"It's simple to make laundry detergent without phosphorus, it's nothing more than sodium carbonate, sodium metasilicate, sodium polyacrylate, 4A zeolite, sodium citrate, and boron research as a detergent, and it will take a little time later," Liang Chengtao said with a smile, "The main problem is that what you said is not to hurt your hands, how to add softener, this ratio is not easy to master, the cost is high, and there is no decontamination effect if there is less." ”

"No hand damage, no stains, no residue." Ling Er said, "This is our core selling point, which is the problem of market competitiveness, if you want to be long-term, you must do it." ”

"In the experiment, the softener with good compatibility with the yin and non-ionic properties of the laundry detergent was selected, and the corresponding raw material softness test was done. The softener with good softening performance was screened out and added to the laundry detergent, and the quantity was screened and optimized to test the decontamination and softness properties of the laundry detergent. Liang Chengtao poured yellow liquid into the glass from the dropper while explaining to Ling Er, "To put it bluntly, it's just luck, no one knows exactly which one can be done." ”

Jiang Xianlei answered on the side, "As Boss Liang said just now, the formula and process are not a problem, the key is to choose the best, and it will definitely succeed." ”

He has to be worthy of the 800 yuan salary he was given.

Ling Er stood inside for more than ten minutes, a little breathless, not to mention that there was a strange smell of some kind of reagent in the air, he said worriedly, "If the safety measures are done well, there will be no harm to the human body, right?" ”

He has an instinctive rejection of chemicals, most of which are more or less toxic.

Jiang Xianlei said, "No, it just tastes bad and we put the reagents with low thermal stability in the refrigerator." ”

Ling Er looked at the refrigerator placed in the corner, the most valuable equipment in the entire laboratory was also imported, because there was no second-hand, and it was brand new.

Everything was on the right track in the daily chemical factory, and Ling Er met Wen Chunhua, the legal representative of the daily chemical factory, for the first time, in his forties, medium height, thin, white shirt, black leather shoes, meticulous combing of his head, a dry square face, wearing thick lenses on his small eyes, an old man of literature and art who advocated poetry.

"Come, Xiao Er, look at how I wrote this poem." Just because Ling Er praised two sentences, Wen Chunhua thought that he had finally found a soulmate, so he also called Ling Er Xiao Er with Wang Gang and others, he took the piece of paper in his hand, shook his head and said, "Pujiang bus is two cents, and the dream is still extended while sitting on the bus." Over the years, this scene has been imaginary, and the spring breeze has been green. ”

After reading it, I looked at Ling Er expectantly, only Ling Er could understand his poems, and others did not have this literacy of literary appreciation.

"Brother Wen, after reading this poem sentence by sentence, my heart can't be calm for a long time, shocked!

The subject matter is original, fascinating, and shows extraordinary literary skills in the plain. It is a model that our generation should learn from. "Anyway, nonsense doesn't need money, Ling Er praised people without being stingy, "The big sound is good, and the elephant is hopeful." I now finally understand what I lack, it is your persistent pursuit of truth and the heavy sense of hard practice of ideals that the landlord has.

Thank you, Brother Wen, I'm really excited. ”

"Oops, hey, I'm embarrassed about what you said." After Wen Chunhua let go of Ling Er's tightly held hand, he scratched his oily head with a smile and said, "It's not as good as you say, it's just my clumsy work, just communicate with you, learn from each other, and make progress with each other." ”

Ling Er said, "I know that no matter how gorgeous the rhetoric is used to describe the wonderfulness of the landlord's poem, it is not enough, it is all hypocritical, so I just want to say: This poem of yours is too good!"

I'm willing to watch it for the rest of my life! ”

The really embarrassed is Liang Chengtao, Ling Lao Er has to be shameless to say that kind of thing!

Then I heard Ling Erdao again, "But..."

There was a serious pause.

He thought to himself, it turned out that Ling Laoer's conscience had found out, and he couldn't bear to continue talking nonsense.

"Why, if there is a problem, please be sure to criticize, I will listen to you." Wen Chunhua was very nervous.

Ling Er said solemnly, "This is a milestone poem that has raised the IQ of the entire human race, single-handedly elevating Chinese poetry to the world level."

How do you let future generations surpass it?

Brother Wen, I sincerely feel that it is better not to publish this poem of yours, otherwise it will cause an uproar and harm young people. ”

"yes, yes, that's what I thought." Wen Chunhua said with emotion, "From the perspective of caring for young people, I still have to be indifferent to fame and fortune, and hide merit and fame." ”

Ling Er said, "There are not many people like you who understand righteousness so well. ”

Liang Chengtao listened to it and got goosebumps.

Wen Chunhua said, "Little Er, there are not many people like you who have literary accomplishments. ”

"I still have to learn from you." Ling Er never brags about people at will, this guy is simply a mobile history textbook, just find a historical knowledge point, there is no one who doesn't know, and no one can recite the original words in the historical records, and he can't be convinced.

The key is that the direction has deviated, and he could have relied on historical knowledge and works to equalize, but he turned out to be a literary and artistic youth, not that piece of material, but to write something that makes people scratch their heads.

I don't know, I thought it was a mental illness.

Wen Chunhua was in a good mood, Liang Chengtao handed over the document, he didn't read it, and signed his name very refreshingly.

Liang Chengtao handed him a hundred yuan, he frowned and didn't answer, and snorted coldly, "What does this mean, the money comes and goes, it's not my money, my money is enough for me to spend."

The breadwinner is already rich, and he does not seek a rich house in this life. Insulting Sven! ”

"No, Brother Wen," Ling Er took a hundred yuan from Liang Chengtao's hand, stuffed it into Wen Chunhua's pocket, and then patted it, "I know that you are high-spirited and helpful, but you must take it, not for you, but for the great literary cause." ”

He admired Wen Chunhua more and more, he didn't have a serious job, he occasionally worked a part-time job, and after a month, the few dollars he earned were not enough to drink and make friends.

The two children in the family, dressed and eaten, all rely on the wife who is the bus dispatcher, and the poor are like this, and they can still treat money as dung, what kind of spirit is this?

"Oh, not for example." Wen Chunhua was very satisfied.

He went to the daily chemical plant more often, really because it was hard to find a soulmate.

Ling Er doesn't bother him, but he doesn't talk about any literature with him, he likes to listen to him talk about history, it's like talking about cross talk, yin and yang are frustrated, high-spirited, and even when he is humorous, he can find his cuteness.

The daily chemical plant finally stopped advertising, because the production capacity was even lower.

Wang Zuxun is all-round, in charge of the workshop, in charge of sales, Liang Chengtao and Ling Er are useless.

Liang Chengtao simply gave the car to Wang Zuxun, and he only came to the laboratory at night, and he was busy until eleven or twelve o'clock in the evening, sometimes it was too late, and he slept directly in the dormitory of Ling Er and others.

Ling Er is even more idle, but school is about to start, and the income from stocks is not visible in front of him, so he has to find another way to make money, otherwise the big guy will run in vain.

"Take a walk, take a look, walk by, don't miss it. Those who have come from the south to the north, those who have been to the United States, those who have been to Hong Kong, those who have traveled through the south and the north, those who have swum through the mountains and played in the water, those who have studied in the United States, and those who have kissed on the street. didn't make a penny from everyone, just for the manufacturers to do publicity. I have been on TV and in the newspapers, and the people of the whole country know that if you don't deceive the people or the party, only qualified products will leave the factory..."

In the loudspeaker of the bustling city, Wang Gang's majestic voice came, holding the big horn, his throat and eyes were about to smoke.

But I'm also happy, the fencing shirt of more than 10,000 yuan was almost sold in one morning.

He looked at Ling Er, who was selling rat medicine across the street, it hadn't opened much yet, and the people were sitting on the small pony, and they were all about to fall asleep.

Ling Er is not omnipotent! There is always something that is not as good as yourself!

Thinking of this, he shouted louder through the horn!