Daqin: The poorest prime minister, the first emperor begged me to corrupt

Chapter 148 Xia Wuqi, I'm going to cut you apart!

"I have seen His Royal Highness!"

All the people around the stove hurriedly saluted Fusu.

Qin Mo also bowed his hands to Fu Su and said, "His Royal Highness has something to do with your minister?"

Helping Su to return the gift, let everyone accept the gift, and came to Qin Mo's side and said: "It's a rare day to be free, I know that Prime Minister Qin must cook delicious food, so I want to enjoy the food, and I never thought about searching all over the city. See……"

As he said that, his eyes fell on the brown sugar in the pot, and he said hesitantly: "If you have delicious food, don't bring me with you. Prime Minister Qin is getting more and more out of touch."

Qin Mo smiled, and took two small bowls from the stove, filled a spoonful of brown sugar for each of Fu Su and Lao Fan Zeng, and explained: "I want to make white cane sugar, but it seems to be more difficult than I imagined. Produce this grade of black cane sugar."

Fusu and Fan Laozeng thanked them, took the small bowl, and dug and tasted it with a small spoon.

Then, Qiqi's eyes lit up, and he praised in unison: "It's so sweet!"

Qin Mo smacked his lips and was speechless. Although he was a latecomer, he didn't drink all kinds of milk tea drinks as water, but he grew up eating white rabbits. It's really hard to understand the ancient people's desire for sweets.

However, it seems no surprise that the ancients regarded "enjoying grandchildren" as the ultimate pursuit of life.

The so-called maltose is actually maltose!
After Fusu finished eating in two or three bites, he asked curiously, "Black cane sugar is so delicious, how delicious is white cane sugar?"

Qin Mo recalled the taste of the pure white cane sugar he had eaten when he was young, and replied: "It's sweeter than this black cane sugar. Although it's not as mellow as black cane sugar, it's very sweet..."

"General, what you asked for is ready."

While the two were chatting, the hundred generals of the Huotou army finally returned with their subordinates, one holding a large funnel transformed from a grain bucket in his arms, and the other carrying a half-basket of crushed charcoal.

Qin Mo inspected it for a while, and praised with satisfaction: "Good."

Then, he picked up the clean boiled water brought back by the previous soldiers and poured half of the pot into the funnel. Seeing that the dripping water was slow and steady, he poured the remaining half of the pot of boiled water into the brown sugar pot that had been completely deserted and solidified. Set the empty pot under the funnel for later use.

Lu Zhi, Fu Su and old Fan Zeng couldn't help grinning in unison.

Good brown sugar, brewed with so much hot water, seems to be ruined, even if it still has a sweet taste, I am afraid it will be very bland...

After Qin Mo poured water into the sugar pot, he immediately stirred it with a big spoon to fully melt the brown sugar.

Then, under the more speechless and shocked gazes of the people, a lot of crushed charcoal was poured into it, and the stirring continued.

Lu Pheasant: "..."

Fusu: "..."

Old Fan Zeng: "..."

What is this scenario?
If you can't achieve the desired effect, will you destroy it all?
Even the personal soldiers and the Huotou army were full of disbelief, not knowing why Qin Mo wanted to destroy a pot of brown sugar.

Of course Qin Mo noticed the weird expressions of everyone, but he didn't explain anything, just kept stirring.

Later generations say that activated carbon can absorb impurities, but I don't know if it is useful?

Tilt slightly, a pot of brown sugar is completely dissolved in the water, and the broken charcoal also floats and sinks in the sugar water.

Qin Mo finally stopped stirring. After the broken charcoal in the sugar water had settled slightly, he immediately used a thick sackcloth to support his hands, picked up the sugar pot, and poured the half pot of sugar water, which was already in shape, into the funnel next to it.

The sugar water penetrates little by little under the small pebbles, into the sand under the pebbles, and finally until it penetrates into the bottom of the broken charcoal.

drop--

Gradually, sugar water seeped out from under the funnel and dripped into the spare empty pot below.

And drip more and more.

And it is no longer black and red, but yellow.

Qin Mo raised his eyebrows, it seemed to be useful!
Lu Zhi exclaimed: "This... how did this become clear?"

Fusu and old Fan Zeng were too shocked to speak, and couldn't figure out why the color of black-red sugar water would turn lighter when it was poured into the funnel and then dripped out.

After Qin Mo filtered the sugar water, he heated it on the stove again, added crushed charcoal again, and continued to stir.

After the heat is about the same, continue to filter.

After doing this twice, I finally got a pot of clear sugar water.

"Boil it on a high fire to remove the water in it. You should be able to get white sucrose this time." Qin Mo instructed the fire leader Jun Jun who was lighting the fire.

The fire leader nodded again and again, added a few more firewood to the stove, then waved the plantain fan, fanning the stove crazily.

The Huotou army responsible for the stirring has also resumed its old business again.

"It's amazing...it's amazing..."

Old Fan Zeng couldn't help but leaned over to the stove, looked at the clear syrup in the pot, and couldn't stop marveling: "That thunderbolt bomb that shakes the world must be made in the same way?"

When the Allied Forces of the Six Nations were in the mountains and were chased and intercepted by Yue soldiers, he specially collected the thunderbolt bombs that failed to explode, and wanted to decipher the mystery.

However, it is really difficult to distinguish the ingredients of the granular black powder. He just draws a conclusion from the pungent sulfur smell...there must be sulfur...

Qin Mo glanced at him, but smiled ambiguously.

……

After simmering for more than half an hour, the water in the sugar water gradually dissipated, leaving only a sticky and white bottom of the pot until it turned into snow-white sand.

Qin Mo asked the Huotoujun to extinguish the stove, scooped some up with a small spoon and put it in his mouth to taste... Well, it's the sweet taste from childhood!

It is much more delicious than the sweet stuff with industrial saccharin added later.

Qin Mo dug another spoonful, turned to look at the eager Fusu and old Fan Zeng, and then fed the white sugar in the spoon to Lu Zhi: "Isn't it sweet?"

Lu Zhi was a little embarrassed, and nodded slightly: "Yes."

Fusu: "..."

Old Fan Zeng: "..."

The two smacked their lips, took the spoon very wisely, and went to taste it with Huotoujun.

Then, I couldn't stop, I ate spoonful after spoonful!
Qin Mo was speechless, stopped the two of them and the four fire-headed soldiers, and said, "Satisfy your hunger, don't eat enough, I still have great use for these white sucrose."

As he spoke, he pushed the six people away, and found a jar to fill all the white sucrose.

Fusu was holding the spoon in his hand, and he still couldn't get enough of it: "What's the use of eating?"

Qin Mo smiled mysteriously, and looked at old Fan Zeng behind him.

Fu Su suddenly realized, and said to old Fan Zeng: "Fan Lao, let's go back to the city first."

Old Fan Zeng was full of curiosity, but he didn't want to stay, so he raised his hand and said, "Here."

……

Qin Mo sent Fu Su and old Fan Zeng away, and drove away the Yue people's personal guards, so he took Lu Zhi and the four guards with fire heads, took a few thunderbolts, found a secluded place, and started the experiment.

It is said that one nitrate, two sulphur, and three charcoals, add some sugar and big Ivan, but how much to add is open to discussion.

Qin Mo made one first, the ratio of gunpowder to sugar was 2:1, and watched the explosion effect.

Rumbling--

Amidst the loud noise, orange-red flames rose into the sky accompanied by thick black smoke.

Qin Mo and Lu Zhi, who were watching from a distance behind the rocks, as well as the hundred generals of the Huotou army and the three under their command, all shrank their necks in shock.

"The power has really increased~!"

Lu Zhi stared at her beautiful eyes and exclaimed in surprise.

Qin Mo was also overjoyed, and immediately started another experiment with the four fire-headed soldiers, respectively increasing white sucrose by [-]% and reducing white sucrose by [-]%.

boom--

Boom--! ! !
The two kinds of thunderbolts exploded one after another, and the thunderbolt with [-]% white sucrose added did not increase its power, but its power decreased a lot, while the thunderbolt with [-]% less white sucrose was still more powerful. increase.

So, according to the latest ratio, they made another thunderbolt with [-]% more white sugar and one with [-]% less white sugar, and continued the experiment.

There were two explosions after a while.

Half an hour later, the explosion finally ceased to sound... Qin Mo sent Lu Zhi back to the medical camp, and then took the remaining thunderbolts, and together with the four fire-headed guards, entered Zhecheng to meet Yingzheng.

……

"Hiss... Ho Ho Ho Ho, Xia Wu and you... I'm going to tear you apart..."

"Your Majesty bear with it, the hot soup will be effective!"

As soon as Qin Mo and the four fire-headed soldiers entered the courtyard of the master bedroom where Ying Zheng lived, they heard Ying Zheng's strange screams, followed by Xia Wu's calm voice of comfort.

Qin Mo hurried over to check, and found that it was Xia Wuqie, who was making soup for Ying Zheng's feet.

Fusu was also at the side, trying to persuade Yingzheng: "Father, good medicine is good for the disease, and hot soup is good for the skin. For now..."

Ying Zheng shook his hand and gave him a pat on the back of the head, cursing: "Gua coward, you're just talking sarcastic words, you don't know how bad Xia Wuqi is, he dared to trick Qin Qing into drinking boy's urine and making Zhu Qing jump into the hot soup pool , hiss... he just tortured me on purpose!"

Qin Mo and other civil servants had learned about old man Xia's listlessness, but now it was Ying Zheng's turn.

Xia Wuqi: "..."

Xia Wuqiu did not expect that in the eyes of the emperor, he was a rotten coward. No matter how well-mannered he was, he couldn't help feeling hopeless on his face, and said quietly: "Qin Xiang often said that doctors are parents, but your majesty has misunderstood your ministers." .”

"Come here, don't let me catch you in the wrong place, or I will beat you to death... Hiss... Ho Ho Ho..."

Ying Zheng yelled strangely, but at the same time he was not in a good mood.

Qin Mo was delighted to hear this, and said with a smile, "Your Majesty, I have something that I would like to invite Your Majesty to watch."

Ying Zheng was relieved immediately, and immediately pulled his feet out of the tub, put on his shoes and said, "Okay, okay, Aiqing has something good, please bring it up."

Qin Mo took out a thunderbolt from the back of his waist: "This is it!"

Ying Zheng was stunned for a moment, and asked in confusion, "Isn't this a thunderbolt?"

Qin Mo nodded: "It's a thunderbolt with added ingredients, and its power has been multiplied several times."

Yingzheng and Fusu looked at each other, and then said in unison: "But that white sucrose was added?"

Apparently, Fusu told Yingzheng about the white cane sugar.

Glutinous rice juice is added to the gunpowder itself to granulate the gunpowder, and now white sugar is added to increase its power, which is also reasonable and not difficult to guess.

Qin Mo nodded and said with a smile, "Your Majesty, would you like to see the power?"

Ying Zheng glanced at Xia Wuqi, and said without hesitation: "Of course, let's set it off in the backyard."

Saying that, he dropped Xia Wuqi and fled out of the bedroom.

(End of this chapter)