Mr. Bao and his son: Only use Stankang for hair oil

Chapter 102 Meeting Mr. Hou

It's now twelve o'clock at noon, but the sun in the sky is like a light bulb - it can only spread some light to the surroundings, but not bring any heat.

The walls on the streets of Tianjin are gray, and there are some snowdrifts lying on the roofs of the surrounding houses. Some of the snow on the ground has frozen scum, and the tricycles will make a "clicking" sound when passing by.

"This... young master, this is it!"

When the rickshaw driver who led the way saw that they had arrived at Di'er, he turned to look at Bao Guowei. Probably because the weather was too cold, his voice was trembling a little.

Every word the coachman uttered left a trail of mist in the air. Although he was so cold that he wanted to show off, it did not prevent him from showing a flattering smile to Bao Guowei.

"Ah."

Bao Guowei just responded to him with a faint nasal voice. In such a cold weather, saying one more word would be a waste of body heat.

Tianjin is located in the north, and its dimension is much higher than that of Suzhou. In addition, people have not emitted a large amount of greenhouse gases to cause "global warming" at this time, and the weather is somewhat colder than Bao Guowei imagined:

My ears and nostrils have long since turned red. Any gust of wind will make my ears hurt. Every time I take a breath, my nostrils feel like they are being stabbed with an ice pick.

It would be fine if they were locals, they would have been used to the cold weather for a long time, but the four Bao family members suddenly came from the south of the Yangtze River to this northern boundary. Even if they put on the warm clothes prepared in advance, they were still a little uncomfortable.

Bao Guowei tightened his tight clothes and took a closer look at the official note attached to the side of the north gate. It read in black and white: Tianjin Gukou Yongli Alkali Plant.

The Yongli Alkali Plant covers a large area. It is said that it covers more than 300 acres, which is about the same size as an average university.

Bao Guowei stood on the spot and roughly looked at the layout of the alkali production plant - the research institute, the flat and low building, probably the raw material storage room, the huge production workshop, the chimney above was emitting thick smoke...

After all, Zhang Ergou was old, and without Wang Dachui and Wang Xiaowu who were still teenagers to resist the cold, he could no longer stand the freezing weather, so he tightened his cotton-padded clothes and urged:
"Master, let's go in quickly! It's really cold outside. It would be bad if we get cold."

"Okay, let's go!"

Bao Guowei responded.

A security room was built at the north gate of the alkali plant. There were several guards from the plant protection team standing outside, all wearing neat uniforms and carrying rifles openly behind them.

Before the four Bao family members could reach the gate, they were noticed by the security team.

"Stop, what are you doing?"

A young guard wanted to stop him and stepped in front of several people. As soon as he finished speaking, a fat man rushed out of the guard room and slapped the young guard on the head without any explanation.

The man who slapped someone was very fat, with a big belly holding up his black uniform, and a cotton hat on his head. He looked like the security captain here.

After taking a vague look at Bao Guowei, he looked at the servants standing behind him.

Being well-informed, he already knew that this was a "distinguished guest", and the smile on his face suddenly became flattering, and he tried his best to speak in the softest tone:

"Young Master, what are you bringing these people here to do?

This factory is a chemical factory, and the things inside are a bit dangerous. If you don’t have anything important to do..."

Of course, ordinary people cannot approach the factory gate at will, but Bao Guowei is dressed like this: gold-rimmed glasses, exquisite white jacket, brand-new Western-style trousers, shiny leather shoes, and the wrists are inadvertently exposed gold watch...

"I came from Suzhou in the south of the Yangtze River to find Mr. Hou Debang. I have a letter of introduction here, and a letter that Mr. Hou Debang personally mailed to me. You can bring the letter in and let me know, and wait until he sees the letter. Naturally..."

As Bao Guowei spoke, he was about to take out the letter from the leather bag he was carrying. The security captain hurriedly stopped him:

"Oh! There is no need to buy any letters! I see that you are the distinguished guest invited by Mr. Hou, there is no mistake!"
You'd better go in quickly, Ang!It's too cold outside. It wouldn't be good if you catch a cold!Mr. Hou is afraid that he wants to blame me, right? "

Probably because of the "Luo Yi" on Bao Guowei's body, and because he looked like a student, the security captain directly skipped this process.

"Director Hou is inside, Xiaowu, Xiaoliu and Xiaoqi! Take them there!"

The security captain directly arranged for several people to take Bao Guowei and others to find Mr. Hou.

However, the guns carried by Bao Guowei and others were removed and stored in the security room. The reason was to avoid misfires in the chemical plant. They also said that the people in the escort team were on duty with empty guns. Since everything was said At this point, Bao Guowei naturally had to agree.

The two doormen led the three servants to find a dormitory to live in and warm themselves up, while the other doorman took Bao Guowei directly to the office to the west.

……

There are two buildings in the Academy of Sciences, one is an office building, and the other is a research building for chemical experiments. Each building has three or four floors. It seems that a lot of money was spent on its construction.

The doorman led Bao Guowei directly to the office building. There were many people wearing thick gowns and glasses with academic looks walking around in the office building.

Climbing up to the second floor and walking to the westernmost room, the doorman pointed to the signboard "Factory Director's Office" with a flattering smile on his face:
"This is it! Factory Director Hou should be inside."

Bao Guowei stood in front of the office door, feeling a little excited - after all, he was about to see someone whose name would go down in history, and more importantly, he might also be able to leave his name in the history books in the future.

Gently opening the ajar wooden door, Bao Guowei saw a man with short hair sitting at the desk.

The desk is filled with piles of paper documents, and there is a large bookcase next to it, filled with all kinds of books.

At this time, Mr. Hou was writing and scratching on the book with a pencil. The paper was already filled with a series of complex letters, chemical formulas, and mathematical formulas.

Seeing Mr. Hou thinking about the problem, Bao Guowei stood outside the door without saying anything to prevent him from interrupting his thoughts, and waited patiently outside.

Time passed by, and Mr. Hou was probably tired of writing. Just when he put down his pen and stretched out, Bao Guowei gently knocked on the doorframe twice.

Hearing two sounds from the door, Mr. Hou noticed the guests. He raised his head and looked at the door, with a smile on his tired face:
"Excuse me, who are you?"

"Mr. Hou, good afternoon, I am the classmate Bao Guowei who sent you a letter a few days ago."

Bao Guowei replied politely.

Mr. Hou frowned slightly and thought about this person's information in his mind.

With his memory, he quickly remembered that such a letter had indeed been sent a few days ago, but he did not expect that the real owner of the letter would come so quickly: "Oh! It's the one who got the weekly and monthly test No. in the new middle school. Classmate 1! It turns out that a hero comes from a boy, and he looks like a talented person! Come in quickly, it’s so cold outside, don’t freeze.”

Bao Guowei thought he was flattering himself by saying this. After all, Mr. Hou got a perfect score of [-] points in ten subjects in the university and became famous throughout the university in one fell swoop.

Compared with Mr. Hou, Bao Guowei is still one level behind even if he is "cheating".

Bao Guowei had already entered the door at this moment, closing the door and saying:
"Mr. Hou is just kidding me! His achievements in university are several times better than mine."

As the saying goes, flattery never wears off, and people who hate flattery mostly only exist in literary works. Bao Guowei had just waited patiently at the door for so long, and with this round of flattery, he couldn't help but call him "Hou". My husband had a good impression of him.

Bao Guowei walked to Mr. Hou's table and sat across from him. As soon as he sat down, he took out several cans of beautifully packaged tea from the bag he carried with him and gently placed them on the black wooden table.

"Mr. Hou, this is the authentic Dongting Lake Biluochun I brought from Suzhou. It is made by professional tea frying masters.

My husband studies chemical industry every day and contributes to the country. He is always busy and troubled. There is nothing I can do but bring some local specialties from Suzhou and drink more tea to replenish my spirits.

There are also pastries brought from Suzhou and a small bottle of local liquor. Apart from these, I also brought you..."

Bao Guowei doesn't have many other talents. Apart from having a better memory, quicker reactions, and being handsome, he is just "sensible"!
However, the most important thing in this era is to be "sensible", which is even an indispensable skill.

Mr. Hou saw Bao Guowei take out some shiny gold and silver things from his black leather bag, and quickly stretched out his hand to stop:

"Okay! Okay! Classmate Bao Guowei, there is no need to take any more. I will accept these tea leaves. You should take back the other things!"

Accept ordinary gifts as soon as they are accepted. If you also accept expensive gifts, it will be difficult to refuse the guest's request. Although Mr. Hou is an academic, he also understands the basic rules of human relations.

Although Mr. Hou refused these expensive gifts, he still had a smile on his face when he spoke. Since he was willing to accept the tea, it meant that he had a good impression of Bao Guowei.

When Bao Guowei saw this, he did not force any more gifts, but directly handed over some documents he had written in recent days from the bag.

Of course, what is written above is not the entire process of Hou's alkali production method, but only some general research directions.

Chemistry is a subject based on experiments, and it often requires the use of a large amount of equipment and raw materials to conduct long-term experiments in order to make new discoveries.

Bao Guowei was previously a child of a lower-class family. The most high-end activity he had ever done was attending a new-style school. He had almost no exposure to the conditions for chemical experiments. Naturally, it was impossible to "create" a new alkali-making method out of thin air.

"Mr. Hou, I have read about your deeds in newspapers in Suzhou before, and only then did I realize that our country's alkali production industry is controlled by others.

Therefore, I have devoted myself to studying the method since I went to school. "

"In the Sol-type alkali production method, half of the raw materials are not used. Only the sodium in the salt and the carbonate in the lime are used. The combination of the two produces soda ash..."

"If Harper's ammonia synthesis method is used, environmental damage will not matter to our country, but it is difficult to create a stable high-temperature and high-pressure environment with our industrial base..."

Bao Guowei said a lot of things, and the meaning was very obvious: I laughed at Saul for his lack of ideas and Harper for his short-wittedness.

Mr. Hou listened to Bao Guowei's words and read the documents handed over by Bao Guowei.

He still attaches great importance to Bao Guowei's words. After all, this is a person introduced by the Chu family. No matter what he says, he should listen to it. After all, he is doing scientific research... How can he do scientific research without establishing a good relationship!

But although what the child said was correct, it seemed a little too arrogant.

However, Mr. Hou himself is an "arrogant" person, so he naturally appreciates Bao Guowei's arrogance.

Looking at the documents given by Bao Guowei, Mr. Hou was initially a little unimpressed, but after reading a few lines of words, Mr. Hou was actually aroused.

After reading the entire article, I actually felt that what was written here actually made some sense, and even some of it was not fully understood.

However, Mr. Hou's mood did not fluctuate much after all. In the chemical industry, after all, experimental conditions still need to speak for themselves.

After briefly sorting out Bao Guowei's documents, Mr. Hou handed them back to him with a kind smile on his face:

“It’s true that a hero comes from a young age. He has such a deep understanding of chemical engineering when he first entered middle school.

Classmate Bao Guowei, I have carefully read these documents just now and found that this is indeed a direction that can be studied.

Except for the production of synthetic ammonia, ammonium sulfate, nitric acid... these technologies are not yet mature, and other raw materials are not difficult to obtain. "

Bao Guowei was not surprised when he heard Mr. Hou's answer, and then asked the question he cared about most:
"So do we have experimental conditions here at the Academy of Sciences? I have been on winter vacation recently, and I want to try working here for a few weeks..."

……

Mr. Hou first took Bao Guowei to visit the production workshop of the alkali production plant. The factory obviously did not realize automated production, and there were still a large number of workers performing manual operations.

"Seven years ago, our Yongli Alkali Production Plant spent a lot of money to buy a brief information on the "Solvay Alkali Process". It was not until four years ago that we started producing alkali. However, the alkali produced was red. Black and white shoddy stuff.”

"Three years ago, after joint research by engineers from our Academy of Sciences, mature soda ash was finally produced,"

The meaning of Mr. Hou's words is obvious: It takes a long time to develop a method for making alkali, and it cannot be achieved overnight.

It's just that for Bao Guowei, it is indeed possible to create a new alkali production method in a short time. However, how to maximize the efficiency of the material ratio and production design in the alkali production method still has to be left to Hou. Gentlemen and the engineers of the Academy of Sciences.

After Mr. Hou prepared himself mentally for Bao Guowei, he saw that he was a little tired and spoke again:

"You are probably a little tired now after a long journey. You can take a day off tonight in the dormitory of the institute. Tomorrow I will arrange for some people to accompany you to the laboratory to conduct experiments."

Bao Guowei was a little tired both physically and mentally at the moment. It took three days and two nights from Shanghai to Tianjin. Although he didn't encounter any bad things like bandits robbing trains along the way, it was still enough to make him mentally exhausted.

"Then I'll trouble you, Mr. Hou."

Bao Guowei fell into a deep sleep after being led to the dormitory building by Mr. Hou. The decoration in the single room was indeed good. Except for the lack of Stankang scalp oil, everything was fine.

Silent all night.

(End of this chapter)