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

Chapter 70 I don’t pretend anymore, I am a patriotic young man

Noting that Hou's alkali-making method had not yet appeared, Bao Guowei had another trump card in his hand.

With food in hand and no panic in mind, the several phased plans previously made can also be slightly changed:

At least in the future, I don’t have to work hard to make friends with others in school. To put it bluntly, it’s actually just building relationships.

In the future, as long as he finds a way to develop a new alkali production method, he can truly claim the title of "chemical genius". The only thing he needs to pay attention to is that the results are not stolen by others. After all, no matter what time, scientific research papers are stolen. Things that have been taken out have long been commonplace.

Bao Guowei was a student from the New School. No matter how long he studied there, whether it was a month, a year, or two years, he would always be marked as a "New School student."

At that time, in order to strengthen the school's reputation and publicize its "contributions", the new school of thought will probably vigorously publicize its own deeds, and its reputation and social status in the academic world will also be greatly improved.

In this era, as long as you can make a name for yourself in academic circles, you can basically get half a death-free medal. As long as you don't seek death, no one will dare to touch it.

Mr. Lu Xun scolded so many people, but nothing happened in the end?
Moreover, for scientific research talents who can engage in industry, except for the bandits who know nothing in the mountains and valleys, organizations with some vision know that they should be provided as treasures.

The only constraint in the future is that I may be secretly monitored by someone, and my every move will be closely watched by some people, but the probability of being persecuted is almost zero.

After all, everyone knows the truth that the Duke of Zhou spits out the truth and the world returns to its heart. It is undoubtedly a stupid thing to persecute innocent scientific researchers and cause them to flee.

However, the persecution of scientific researchers is not unheard of. The famous missile expert Qian Lao was once framed and persecuted by the Americans on trumped-up charges.

For the Americans, Mr. Qian's value was too great. Deputy Secretary of the Navy Kim Bell famously said: "He is worth five Marine divisions alone."

Mr. Qian's request to return to China at that time was tantamount to directly throwing himself into the hostile camp for the Americans under that general environment.

So the so-called "world police" didn't even want to lose face, ripped off the hat they had just put on, and did bad things.

However, after the matter became serious, due to pressure from all outside parties, as well as the prisoner exchange, and the Yankees were afraid of chilling the hearts of other scientific research talents, they were finally willing to return Qian Lao to the country.

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Thinking of this, Bao Guowei thought calmly for a while: In fact, it is not that easy to realize the application of Hou's alkali production method.

Since the second industrial revolution—especially after the twentieth century, the technological processes of various industries, including the chemical industry, have developed to the point where they are very complicated for individuals.

Just knowing the chemical formula and general process flow is not enough. Although it can greatly reduce the difficulty of research, it still requires a certain amount of time, funds, and knowledge reserves to conduct experiments and debugging...

Moreover, pre-industrial industries need to be built, such as synthetic ammonia plants. This kind of technology will definitely not be produced in the Republic of China and must be imported from abroad.

If you want to do something in the Republic of China, money, power, and talent are all indispensable.

All in all, it is completely impossible for Bao Guowei alone to make this thing.

However, Bao Guowei was not prepared to be an industrialist. Setting up a company and becoming a business tycoon was not his pursuit. All he wanted was to live a more generous life and realize the goals of his life. value.

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Bao Guowei walked to his yard and lay down on a chair. In front of him was a bare and cracked wall, and in the sky was the setting sun half-hidden in the clouds.

Looking up at the dim light of the setting sun, Bao Guowei thought about the impact his future actions would have on the world.

Needless to say, allicin can save millions of lives, and may occasionally affect the lives of tens of millions or even tens of millions of people.

Hou's soda production method, industrially speaking, can break the Western monopoly on the domestic soda ash industry.This means that it can narrow the gap with the West, help the development of domestic industry, and alleviate the pressure of salt shortage on the mainland in the event of a war that may break out in the future.

From an agricultural perspective, the ammonium chloride produced can also greatly reduce the cost of ammonia fertilizer and improve the overall agricultural carrying capacity.

This means that there will be fewer hungry people, and the lives of ordinary people may be easier.

However - limited by the extremely backward productivity in the country, can the people really escape in the face of the coming famine?
"Forget it, we can't escape this famine, at least..."

Bao Guowei's thinking suddenly came to a halt: Even if this famine is skipped and given a few more years to develop industry, will people be able to escape the next famine?Still can't escape?

And after what I have done, will the original history be changed as a result?
The early emergence of allicin and Hou's alkali-making method can no longer be called a butterfly effect. It is more like two huge dragons that travel through time and space flapping their wings.

Will the development of the world situation deviate from its original trajectory as a result?

After thinking for a while, Bao Guowei shook his head. If he didn't dare to do anything, why would he come here?
You, Master Bao, have never been a timid person, nor a refined egotist who only pursues material satisfaction!
Returning to the shabby and small study room, the room was a little dark, with a small bed and a row of books on the shabby desk.

Opening the desk drawer, there was a notebook with Lao Bao's reading glasses on it.

Bao Guowei pulled out the book: it was the diary "In the World" that he had written.

Carefully read the pages recorded above: "The Story of the Toad", "I See Black Fish Look Like Humans", "Children on the Street", "Rickshaw Driver".

The two new records are "The Man Frozen to Death on the Street" and "Chen Jumped off the Building".

The handwriting on it is neat and full of years, even with precise dates. There is no need to look between the words. Just glance at it and you will find two words written all over the paper: cannibalism.

Although Master Bao never says anything nice, he is undoubtedly a kind-hearted person who does not see the suffering in the world. The things he has seen recently have made him a little disgusted with this old world.

As the saying goes: Come what comes.

Now that you are here, take everything you have and turn everything upside down.

This time I finally made up my mind:

"What's the point of being timid, making small fuss, looking forward and backward? This cannot be in vain!"

From now on, this allicin will be called Baozisu!This Hou's alkali production method will be renamed Bao's alkali production method!

"Bao Wei wants to call Bao Guowei, do you want to do this?"

"Dry."

Bao Guowei comforted himself by asking and answering questions. This was the soul from the future asking the original soul.

After making the decision, Bao Guowei felt relaxed all over and lay down on the small bed, feeling a rare sense of peace in his heart.

It is clear that what I am about to do will affect millions, tens of millions, or even hundreds of millions of people, but it seems as if the burden I have been carrying has been lifted off - it has become easier.

Lao Bao, on the other hand, was still standing by the cellar, looking at the white grain in the cellar with joy, never expecting the terrible thoughts in his son's mind in the back room.

(End of this chapter)