Wen Chen, who got the syringe, was in a good mood, and with this thing, he could give Pei Zhi, the old eunuch, an explanation.

Although the scientific and technological technology of extracting insulin is enough to change the trajectory of many people's lives in this era, Wen Chen is not ready to mass-produce it immediately.

First, the process of making insulin and the threshold of raw materials required are not high, if the formula is handed over to others, it is estimated that a large number of traders and ordinary people who cannot afford the drug will follow suit, and the consequence is that the quality of the drug cannot be guaranteed, and in this era of poor medical conditions, accidents will inevitably occur.

Second, people's understanding of diabetes is still relatively shallow, and many mild diseases can be controlled by changing lifestyle habits, and unauthorized use of insulin will pose a threat to life and health.

At that time, this life-saving medicine may turn into murderous poison!

Wen Chen plans to gradually promote insulin if there is an opportunity to build a more complete medical system in Dasheng in the future, but this matter has a long way to go, not only needs a lot of financial support, but also has to be equipped with high-level medical staff, and now is by no means the best opportunity.

The street is full of people shuttling and bustling.

At Ruyi's repeated requests, Wen Chen had no choice but to agree to accompany her to the market, while Mo Xuyou continued to stay in the courtyard and tinker with his unfinished toilets.

Xiao Ruyi took Wen Chen's hand, squeezed through the crowd like a slippery loach, and moved quickly in the direction of the east, without even taking a look at the child's favorite sugar gourd and sugar painting, and the goal was very clear.

"Where are you taking me?" Wen Chen was puzzled.

"Godfather will know when he arrives!"

Not long after, Ruyi, who was leading the way in front, stopped and pointed to Guozijian not far ahead, "This is it!" ”

Wen Chen raised his eyes and looked, only to see that outside the gate of the Guozijian that was lonely on weekdays, there was a large group of people around at this time, and many Guozijian students in the inner circle who were wearing green clothes played in pairs, or played music and harmony, and more of them still pushed the cup and changed the cup to drink and compose poems, a lively scene.

In the center of the circle, there are two wooden shelves about one zhang high and three zhang wide, on which are hung poems and greetings left by the literati and ink writers.

In the crowd, Wen Chen also found a lot of familiar figures, one by one high-ranking officials of the imperial court with their heirs in front of the shelf, looking arrogant.

Wen Chen smiled dumbly, "This is ...... Parent-teacher meeting in Guozijian? ”

Ruyi glanced at him, "The Queen Mother's birthday, gentlemen leave their homework, let everyone write a birthday message, the first name will be rewarded, doesn't the godfather know how to write poems, just help Ruyi?" ”

Cut, this kind of fart in the air is also capable of these poor sour and rotten people.

You say that you don't want to spend money to give away some rare treasures, at least use your own brains and use the fruits of other people's labor to support your own face, which is a bit too much to say.

And how can these people have the meaning of celebrating their birthdays, it is clearly to take the opportunity to let themselves go, and they come in a chic manner at public expense.

"Godfather, you can't help, but you have a word!" Ruyi shook Wen Chen's arm and said coquettishly.

Wen Chen smiled helplessly, no wonder this little girl didn't bring his father over, he couldn't Mo Xuyou say to the big guy as soon as he went up:

Mo someone will show everyone a blackmail! Is there an Oiran willing to do the inner response below?

"Let's go, let's go over and have a look."

The two of them were about to step hand in hand, when a sudden shout came from behind them, "Get out of the way, get out of the way!" ”

A red sedan chair rampage under the lifting of the four sedan chair men, almost touching Ruyi, but the other party has no intention of stopping, several sedan chair men carry the head of the sedan chair and do not rush back to the gate of the country.

Ruyi was angry, and he rolled up his sleeves and was about to come back to ask for justice, but he was pulled back by Wen Chen, "Don't expose your true nature in front of your teachers." ”

"That godfather avenges Ruyi!"

Wen Chen spread his hands, "Godfather's person is in charge of the inner city defense today, and he is already very busy, so I can't make trouble for my own people because of this little thing, right?" ”

Ruyi snorted angrily, didn't say anything, grabbed Wen Chen's hand and walked towards the door of the Guozi Prison.

Wen Chen approached and found that the poems and greetings hanging on the wooden shelves were also divided into three, six, nine and so on, the most common ones were hung at the bottom, and the number was also the largest, at least twenty or thirty, while there were only three or five ink treasures on the upper shelf, but they were indeed much easier to read than those below.

"The heart is parasitic to Fulu, and I wish you a long life.

Good luck becomes really fast, and the Ming Dynasty is even more happy! ”

The implication is okay, but it's not as good as the third-rate rapper handwriting in the previous life.

However, this poem seems to have been written by Cui Xiaobao, the grandson of the Ministry of Rites, and many high-ranking officials and guests were holding stinky feet in front of him, and Cui Wei stood aside and hugged his grandson, who still had bruises on his face, and smiled.

Wen Chen shook his head slightly, and then read the next one.

"Birthday smile light Jiuding, today Fulu into a ridge.

From now on, wealth will be added, and the joy of being a person will be due to sex! ”

It's so good than the previous one, at least it's rhymed, but the words are too mediocre, and even have a hint of rusticness, which is similar to the birthday greeting words that Wen Chen said to his grandfather, who has been a farmer all his life......

"Alas, barely nine points!"

"This can be nine points, and the godfather's requirements are too low, right?" Xiao Ruyi said dissatisfied.

"A hundred out of 100, is nine a lot?" Wen Chen smiled.

"That's pretty much it."

A man next to him heard the conversation between the two, turned around in confusion, and saw that it was Wen Chen, with a disdainful smile on the corner of his mouth.

"It's useless for the factory to criticize the elegant sentences of literati and writers such as us, I think it must be a talented and talented person, right?"

Wen Chen glanced at him lightly, "Dare to ask Your Excellency ......?" ”

"This official is the political envoy, Zhao Youzhi!"

It turned out to be the husband of the woman with very good-looking feet!

Wen Chen let out a long sigh, no wonder he had such a big opinion of himself, Li Qing, who took advantage of his daughter-in-law, was blatantly let go by himself, and he had to be a little resentful about any man.

"It turned out to be Lord Zhao, disrespectful and disrespectful, our family just said casually, the quality of the poems is judged by the pillars of the country, and what our family says is not counted!"

After all, it is he who is responsible for the loss first, so he can make the heart of this surnamed Zhao feel a little more comfortable, and he should pay for it.

But Zhao Youzhi didn't intend to let Wen Chen go, seeing that his words were full of concessions, he naturally thought that this person was just a swollen face and a fat man, and he showed his cowardice after being exposed by himself, thinking of the grievances suffered by his wife yesterday, and for a while he thought of beating the water dog!

So he shouted loudly at the top of his voice, "Colleagues, come and listen, our factory master said that the Mobao bullshit hanging on this pen rack is not, and it is not as good as one-tenth of his ability!" ”

Wen Chen looked at Zhao Youzhi in surprise, you kid has the ability to mess around, it's a pity not to enter the Zhenguo Division to slander people!

When everyone heard this, they turned their heads and focused their eyes on Wen Chen, and for a while, the sound of the piano stopped abruptly, and the young students who were playing on the side also put down the chess pieces in their hands.

Cui Wei, who was still enjoying everyone's praise for his grandson, instantly turned cold after seeing Wen Chen.

"Since Grandpa Wen said that our children write bullshit, then the official wants to have a discussion with Grandpa Wen, and I ask Grandpa Wen to give me advice!"

Compared with Wen Chen's embarrassment, Ruyi on the side seemed very excited, tugging on his godfather's sleeve and jumping and jumping.

"Godfather, show them a hand and kill their majesty!"