Lord of the Desert

Chapter 208

"Master Hong, please follow me."

He Zhixin walked to a long workshop and pointed to a pile of split wood cores.

"This batch is exactly the wooden cores that were stolen by Deqian last time."

The cross-section of the wood core is bright red, with a delicate pulsating texture, and many amethyst-like irregular particles are mixed in the middle.

Hong Fan sniffed lightly at the tip of his nose, and he could smell a strong woody fragrance, which was exactly similar to the Xisui Dan he used.

"The purple granules we see now are the core raw materials of Xisui Pill. They weigh as much as wood and are heavier than water. They are called 'Duo Zhu Zi'."

He Zhixin explained.

"There are so many processes in the Xisui Pill, the most difficult hurdle is how to get this thing out of the wood."

"There are rumors outside that Xisui Pill is expensive, and we are the ones who control the production."

"Actually, it's a big mistake!"

His tone was helpless.

"Our He family is good at making friends. If we can produce more elixir, why not do it? As you can see, these labor and equipment are not expensive."

"The rareness of the Xisui Pill lies in the fact that the Cicada Wuming is rare, and it is rare to win the nobles."

Hong Fan nodded, knowingly did not ask the reason for "rare" and "rare".

Looking at the clear amethyst, he was inexplicably shocked.

Many thoughts flashed through my mind.

The never-ending smile on He Zhixin's face, the flattering courtesy, the workshop he just passed by, and the half-cut wooden core carefully carried by the He family children in front of him...

However, Hong Fan suddenly understood the big characters "Prepare for a rainy day" in the study, and completely believed what He Zhixin said before.

What the He family does is not profit, but favor.

The interests of the martial arts resource business are too involved.

Every marrow washing pill that comes out of this workshop is related to the progress of a certain family, a certain sect, or a certain person in Liangzhou.

As a big family in Xijing, the He family has deep roots and a big family business, but they are so careful in dealing with people and selling elixir, obviously they have suffered a lot.

This is exactly the dilemma faced by local tycoons such as the Jinhai Hong family and the Li family.

It has been 300 years since Dahua was founded, and even 200 years have passed since the Thirteen Kings Rebellion.

The cake had already been divided, and the newcomer could only eat the missing crumbs.

If Hong Fan wanted to open a way for the clan, he would either take food from others, or make the cake bigger.

"Cicada Wuming's cultivation is relatively sensitive, so I can't say much about it, but the thing about seizing nobles can be discussed with the young master."

He Zhixin led Hong Fan into the door and followed behind the two disciples.

"There are seven companies in Liangzhou that can make Xisui Dan, and the output of our He family only accounts for a quarter of the total; as far as I know, the processes, techniques, and auxiliary materials of the seven companies are different, but the core ingredients are all This wins the honor."

"Many things are confidential to the layman, but ordinary to the insider."

"For example, this Duo Zhuzi looks like crystal and jade on the outside, but in fact it is brittle and flammable. It grows with the wood, and it will be broken into powder under a little force. The medicinal properties of Suidan are harmful."

He pointed to a console.

A man in his thirties was using a very sharp steel knife to plan off layers of nail-thick wood strips from the wood core.

"As far as the process of seizing nobles and extracting them, there are several processes."

He Zhixin said.

"First divide the wood core into silk ribbons, remove large pieces of wood fibers, and rinse with water to dissolve impurities."

"Finally, the relatively pure precipitate is filtered out, and then manually selected."

"Cicada Wuming is precious in the first place, but after going through several times of wear and tear, the wasted nobles are far more than the rest!"

Hong Fan nodded.

He watched several young workers carefully pick through silver tweezers while holding a magnifying glass in one hand.

Only crystals with pure color and no speckle of variegation are picked out.

There are obviously a lot of miscellaneous purple in the remaining waste, but they can only give up.

It took two quarters of an hour, and He Zhixin personally took Hong Fan to see the Hejia Workshop for half of it.

Although the specific details, formula, source of raw materials, etc. have not been disclosed, the overall process is basically explained clearly.

To do this to a Tiqi who is in a state of chaos is the utmost benevolence.

For any normal person to come over, even if the goal is not achieved in the end, there will be no resentment towards the He family.

After leaving the workshop, several people walked to the front door.

While saying goodbye to each other, Hong Fan couldn't help but speak.

"Second Master, I have a heartless request."

"Can you let me take away some of the waste that seized the nobles, I want to see if I can further separate them."

After saying this, Hong Fan felt uneasy.

No matter how high He Zhixin had thought of him before, the two met only for the second time.

Ordinary people are likely to turn their faces on the spot after hearing such a presumptuous request.

But He Zhixin has been in charge of Xunxing for many years, and his expression is meticulous.

"Mr. Hong, I have always been conceited about my eyesight, and I am good at meeting people—although we have not been together for a long time today, we know that you are a person who is well-versed in human feelings."

He thought about his words and replied, after a moment of silence, he suddenly asked again.

"I heard that the young master and Qi Zuojian are inseparable, especially Zhuang Gong?"

As soon as these words came out, Hong Fan knew that not only he had done his homework on the He family, but also that the Second Master He in front of him was also a caring person.

"I dare not say irreversible, it is indeed very speculative."

he replied.

He Zhixin finally smiled in relief.

"I can trust Mr. Zhuang, and I am willing to trust Mr. Zhuang."

He waved to Chang Sui who was following far behind.

"Anyway, they are useless things. They were dumped in the fields to make fertilizer—you go and get a cloth bag, and fill half of the bag with these waste residues."

"Although I am very confident in my family's skills, after all, it involves family property. I still hope that Mr. Hong will not show others what he has seen and gained today."

Finally, He Zhixin exhorted.

Hong Fan solemnly promised.

"Second Master, please rest assured, it is impossible for me to say a word about everything today."

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that night.

The vault is open and cloudless.

The moonlight leaks from the forest leaves, sparse like residual snow.

In Chaori Courtyard, Hong Fan lit a long candle and sat alone under the light.

The white paper on the stone table was spread out, filled with charcoal pens.

On the left is a schematic diagram of the mechanical design, on the right is the point-based force analysis, as well as formula derivation and data calculation.

When he saw Duo Zhuzi in the afternoon, Hong Fan thought of an industrial machine from his previous life.

centrifuge.

This is a machine that uses centrifugation to separate the components of a mixture and was invented in another world in the mid-nineteenth century.

Its principle is not complicated.

It is assumed that when the solid-liquid mixture makes a rotary motion, the dense suspended matter (solid particles or liquid droplets) maintains a stable circular motion.

At this time, the particles are subjected to four forces.

Gravity, support (provides inertial centrifugal force), buoyancy, and drag forces of the fluid to move particles around.

By breaking the above-mentioned balance through proper rotation rate and special container design, particles with different properties can be made to move differently.

Hong Fan sat alone in the courtyard until late at night, just trying to design a suitable centrifuge to separate Zhuzi and wood chips.

In this way, even if there is no road in the mountains, he can open one for the Hong family.

PS: I used Zhang Dai's famous sentence-the moonlight leaks under the forest, and it is as sparse as the remaining snow.

In the past few days, I have accumulated some fatigue and exhausted a lot of mental energy.

In addition, the young author has not been highly recommended, so he wasted some emotions worrying about it.

After thinking about it, I will ask for a leave today, just for this one change, and take the opportunity to go out to the next restaurant with the operation officer.

That's it, thank you all for your support.

(End of this chapter)