Northern Song Dynasty: It’s a showdown, who said I, Zhao Zhen, don’t have a son?

Chapter 67 Bao Zheng expressed doubts
Having made up his mind, Bao Zheng changed into regular clothes and rushed to Zhao He's home.

On Chonghe Street, every vendor has a smile on his face and will bow respectfully after seeing Bao Zheng.

"Master Fu, why do you have time to come to our place?"

Bao Zheng smiled and said: "I have nothing to do at home, so I came out to go shopping. Are you buying new year's goods?"

A vendor nodded vigorously: "Thanks to Mr. Xiaolang, we have made a lot of money this year. Isn't it better to be more prepared this year and have a good year?"

Bao Zheng nodded.

This Zhao He has a very good reputation among the people.

When he goes out, Bao Zheng has no airs, but the people still treat him with respect when they see him. After all, Bao Zheng's image and status are placed there.

Not long after, they arrived at Zhao He's home.

Bao Zheng couldn't help but be stunned when he saw the newly posted couplets on the door.

May everything go smoothly and the auspicious stars arrive, and everything goes well in the world!

This word is so well written!

Where did you buy this couplet?
The font was powerful and upright, and the momentum was so strong that it made Bao Zheng lose his mind for a moment.

He himself also has profound attainments in calligraphy, but after seeing this couplet, he felt that his writing skills were still a bit lacking.

And this word is so familiar...

As he was stopping in front of the door, Guo Huai and his wife, who had just bought new year's goods from outside, spotted Bao Zheng and were immediately startled.

What is Bao Zheng doing here?Could it be that you are looking for Xiao Langjun?
Guo Huai immediately stepped forward and asked, "Master, may I ask if you are here to see my young man for something?"

When Bao Zheng saw Guo Huai, he seemed to be the servant beside Zhao He, whom he had seen before. The relationship between the two was not just that of master and servant.

He chuckled and said, "I have been worried about Fan Lou's affairs being settled recently, so I thought of coming to see Zhao He. Where is he now?"

Hearing this, Guo Huai breathed a sigh of relief. He didn't just come here to cause trouble.

"The young master is studying in the room, the master will wait for a moment."

Bao Zheng gently raised his hand and said: "No need, I happen to be very interested in what Zhao He is doing these days, please lead the way."

Bao Zheng's eyes then fell on Zhou Fei, and he seemed to recognize Zhou Fei.

"I remember that you seem to be a prisoner of Zuo Sili and a subordinate of Director Cao, right?"

Zhou Fei cupped his hands and said with a smile: "Your Excellency has a good memory. I was indeed in Zuosili Prison some time ago, but I resigned later."

"If you don't want to be an official in Zuo Sili Prison, why don't you come to this merchant's house?"

Bao Zheng frowned slightly, but soon relaxed. Everyone has their own ambitions, and it was hard for him to stop him.

Guo Huai hesitated for a moment. Now that Bao Zheng had said so, he had no room to refuse.

Then he took Bao Zheng to Zhao He's laboratory and knocked on the door.

"Young Master, the Master is here to see you."

"Uh... I'm really sorry. I can't move my hand away for now. If Lord Fu doesn't mind, you might as well come in..."

Zhao He's voice came from the room, and he didn't seem surprised.

When Bao Zheng heard this, he opened the door and went in. The strong fragrance of flowers hit his face, making him unable to help but cover his nose.

The fragrance is too strong and it is difficult for most people to adapt to it. "What are you doing..."

Bao Zheng looked embarrassed and pinched the tip of his nose unconsciously, but he seemed to feel that this was not in line with his identity, so he covered his face with his hands.

The room was filled with various strange-looking containers. In front of the desk where Zhao He worked, there was a circulating pipe system made of ceramics. The appearance inside could not be seen clearly, but there was always a light source at the end. temperature.

Zhao He himself was even more exaggerated. He was wearing a hard leather jacket and holding something similar to a shield in his hand to protect his face. His head poked out from time to time, as if he was adding something to the entrance above.

What kind of war is this?
Zhao He, with his previous experience of exploding flasks, now has to wrap himself up tightly every time he experiments.

Bao Zheng couldn't understand these things, but seeing that Zhao He's expression was extremely serious, he didn't bother him directly.

So he looked at some things on the table.

On the wooden table, several small white bottles were placed there, with the word alcohol marked in ink. This was the first time Bao Zheng had seen this name.

Liquor? Is this guy studying this recently?

He picked up one of the bottles nonchalantly, then opened it and smelled it. Suddenly, a strong smell of alcohol rushed straight into his nose, and his head suddenly felt dizzy.

"Zhao He, are you studying drug addiction? You know, this thing is untouchable..."

Zhao He heard the words and explained: "Master Fu, that's alcohol. There should be some on it. It's just that the wine has been purified. It's probably the essence. That's not a drug..."

When he said this, he was quite helpless. Is Bao Zheng's imagination so good?
Zhao He actually guessed that Bao Zheng was definitely coming to find him. After all, he was not a fool, and based only on the general description in history, he knew that this person knew certain things very well, so he felt relieved.

Zhao He is actually considered a restless element. Coupled with the previous Fan Lou case, I am afraid that Bao Zheng will not let him go so easily.

When Bao Zheng heard this, he was slightly stunned, and out of curiosity, he smelled it again.

"How is this done?"

"Indigenous distillation, the fermented wine is heated to boiling, and the distilled liquid is collected, which is the alcohol."

"By the way, please help me seal it again. If it is not sealed, it will evaporate quickly."

Bao Zheng was puzzled again: "What is volatilization?"

"Uh... it probably means disappearing. Just like water splashed on the ground, it will disappear when exposed to the sun. The same goes for alcohol, but it doesn't need to be exposed to the sun. It will evaporate when exposed to the air."

Bao Zheng nodded as if understanding, then reached out to cover the bottle cap, but expressed doubts about the function of this object.

"This alcohol has a high concentration and can be used as an alcohol lamp. It is more stable and can be used for some experiments. Of course, lighting is also possible, but it is definitely not as advantageous as an ordinary oil lamp..."

"Of course, it can also be used for disinfection. Generally, knife wounds must be disinfected before treatment. It is similar to washing the wound with strong alcohol and then bandaging it. The wound will not fester. The alcohol content is higher and stronger. , the effect is naturally better.”

Listening to Zhao He's explanation, Bao Zheng couldn't help but be stunned for a moment, thinking that alcohol could have so many effects?

"So you plan to sell this as a commodity?"

At this time, Zhao He looked at the newly produced perfume, reached out and dipped some in it and applied it on his hands. After smelling it, he realized that the fragrance had reached the feeling he wanted, so he also wrote the final ratio on the paper.

"No, the cost of this thing is too high. It's not cost-effective to just sell alcohol, so it's just used as ingredients."

He happened to have finished writing, and then he closed the book and stood up, holding his hands towards Bao Zheng: "I just couldn't free my hands just now. I neglected the governor. I hope you can forgive me."

Bao Zheng waved his hand: "I'm here this time because I just want to say something to you. It's not serious business, so there's no need to be polite."

Zhao He nodded and glanced at Bao Zheng. He seemed to be confused about the things in front of him, so he explained: "These are all used by me for experiments. It doesn't matter if I have nothing to do on weekdays. .”

Bao Zheng nodded slightly: "The smell here is too strong, go out and tell us."

(End of this chapter)