Respectfully ask Your Majesty to kill the immortal

Chapter 47 I Will Be the First to Push This Door Open
Xu Mochen got up and drove to Lenggong.

Strictly speaking, it should not be called Lenggong, because there is no more lively place in the palace than here.

It's just that Tang Derun still has a bit of supernatural powers, and he just upgraded recently, entering the seventh level of blood training, which is equivalent to the early stage of Jindan.

Although the restrictions he set up in this area are not as good as those of the Shushi sect, but with the national fortune of the imperial palace, they can also resist the prying eyes of immortal cultivators.

When Xu Mochen arrived, what he saw was a group of busy people with bare chests and backs, coming in and out, all covered in sweat.

"Tang Aiqing," Xu Mochen was silent for a long time, "Although the harem is vacant, this cold palace is just a decoration, but if it is seen by others, it's not good."

The imperial palace can resist immortal cultivators, but it cannot stop human officials from entering and leaving.

Especially the newly appointed censors of the Metropolitan Procuratorate are all human.

It would be really troublesome if you shouted.

There are already many scandals about him, Xie Bumin.

Tang Derun pleaded guilty: "Your Majesty, this is my lack of consideration at the beginning. From now on, I will immediately find a more suitable place so as not to disturb your majesty."

Xu Mochen nodded: "The opponent is a cultivator of immortals, so it's very rare to hide it from the world, so thank you, Aiqing."

Tang Derun said that he ate this bowl of rice.

Only then did Xu Mochen walk in, looking at the people coming and going, there were big laborers, doctors, and even monks.

No, if this spread, the harem's unclear words are enough to drink a pot by yourself.

He was dressed in civilian clothes, no one knew him, he just went about his business in a hurry.

Entering the yard, Xu Mochen found that, at some point, there were many tanks, large and small.

Zhao Lingbo, the owner of Yong'an County, was surrounded by five or six bald monks, discussing something.

Xu Mochen frowned, and he walked over: "Princess, but what happened."

Hearing this voice, Zhao Lingbo's ears turned red first. She calmed down and turned around to salute, but was grabbed by Xu Mochen: "Forget it."

"Your Majesty." She just nodded.

The people around were taken aback when they heard this, and wanted to salute again. Xu Mochen didn't like this, and hurriedly waved his hands: "It's all free, go do your own thing."

But the emperor is here, who dares to speak, the originally noisy cold palace immediately quieted down.

Zhao Lingbo pursed his lips and smiled: "Your Majesty, do you still remember the matter of making mustard juice that the minister said at the beginning? These are the eminent monks of the Tiantai Temple in the south."

Xu Mochen's eyes fell on several monks.

One of them, who should be of a higher seniority, performed Buddhist rituals: "Your Majesty, monks do not understand secular etiquette, please forgive me.

The so-called eminent monks are nothing but praises from the princess, poor monks and others are ashamed.

The cause and effect of the matter, the princess and the poor monk have talked about it. In fact, it is ashamed to say that the mustard juice in Tiantai Temple was accidentally discovered by the senior monks, and it has been passed down to this day. "

Xu Mochen remembered, it was the "old mustard marinade" he mentioned back then.

"Don't belittle yourself." Although Xu Mochen came from the 21st century and has a certain technological vision, he definitely did not underestimate the idea of ​​​​the ancients and inheritance. Instead, he was very interested. "You can find valuable things from your life. It has been very difficult.”

Several monks looked at each other and smiled.

"There are limitations." This is a factor of the times, Xu Mochen is very clear, "Your method is correct, but the time is too long and the output is too low. Of course, this is not to deny you.

For example, when you came here, you should already know that this thing is called penicillin, and what I am concerned about is how to increase their production. "

"Your Majesty is wise," the monk put on a high hat first, "It is a great honor to be able to participate in this event. It opened the eyes of the poor monk and others. Your Majesty is really the reincarnation of the Lord Buddha."

Xu Mochen shook his head, forget about the Lord Buddha, after all, the harem will open in a few days.

Whether it is meat or vegetable will be known immediately.

"The poor monk and the princess have been trying new methods these days," the monk said honestly, "it was just based on feeling, but what is your Majesty's... what kind of mirror, you can see things that ordinary people can't see with the naked eye, that is buddha eye.

In addition, the princess is unparalleled in intelligence. After repeated tests over time, the poor monk and others have obtained a certain level of breeding method, which can greatly increase the amount of penicillin. "

Xu Mochen was stunned for a moment. The first method he proposed was actually very primitive.

It is possible to refine a small dose of penicillin, but mass production is still far away.

Now, they say they've found a new way.

He remembered that even before the reunification of China, Blue Star would not dare to say that it had mastered similar technologies.

His suspicious eyes fell on Zhao Lingbo.

The latter's cheeks were flushed with excitement, and a pair of watery eyes blinked desperately.

"Let me introduce you, poor monk," the monk began to explain, "Using a microscope to look carefully, we found that the Penicillium is actually different.

After trial and error, one of them reproduced very fast, so we cultivated it independently.

Of course, this is also divided into several steps, and some additions. "

Xu Mochen's thoughts became active.

Although he is a time traveler, he is not omnipotent and possesses all knowledge.

He knew about penicillin, its basic pharmacology, and the key to its cultivation and refinement, but that didn't mean he was an expert in this area.

In the end, he just started, and the mortals in this world soon followed.

Even beyond his expectations.

On the one hand, there are guides and magical means to support immortal cultivation, and on the other hand, there is a lot of wisdom of the ancients, which is actually only a shortcoming.

For example, the monks of Tiantai Temple who researched the original penicillin by self-knowledge.

Their achievements are limited, and that's simply because of the lack of a platform.

When Xu Mochen built the platform, they had already started pouring the foundation.

Xu Mochen took a deep breath: "Princess, all eminent monks, in this case, how much can be purified and produced?"

The monk smiled: "Your Majesty, it is still a conservative stage, and the poor monk can't guarantee it, because we are still exploring some additional items that are needed."

Zhao Lingbo handed over a notebook as if asking for credit, which was filled with words, densely packed with the names of various objects.

Xu Mochen glanced at it, there were acid and alkali and so on.

In other words, this group of people had already entered the field of chemistry before he knew it.

They may not have a complete understanding yet, but, through countless experiments, they are finding the right path.

Xu Mochen never imagined that the ancients could comprehend so much.

Perhaps, in any era, there may be a gradual process of human IQ, and what is lacking is just the opening of a door.

That being the case, I am willing to be the first to open this door!

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