Reborn Bao Guowei, I really didn’t want to be a great writer!

Chapter 17 Allicin and the future

New Year's Eve.

The last day of the twelfth lunar month of the lunar calendar has been a day for family reunions since ancient times.

After yesterday's turmoil, the New Year atmosphere in the Qin Mansion was not affected at all.

The absence of Aunt Ding is even a good thing for most people.

Shouldn't the extra missing children and reward money be redistributed? A dozen silver dollars can cover several months' wages.

But when Mr. Qin made the decision to reward him with money, the servants who had been surging under the waves became silent.

The reward was given to Bao Guowei, Lao Bao's son.

The money was collected by Lao Bao on his behalf.

No one dared to gossip about this young man who just stole the limelight yesterday.

The last gossip has been kicked out of the Qin Mansion, not to mention the rumor that has been circulating in the manor that he has worshiped a certain big shot.

There was a lot of work to do on New Year's Eve, but the work went faster when there were more people. Everyone in the servants was rushing home to celebrate the New Year, and they were quick with their hands.

In the afternoon, the day laborers collected their rewards and prepared to go home with some specialties. Now they can get in the car in time for the New Year's Eve dinner at home, make dumplings, set off firecrackers, and give red envelopes to the children.

Outside the house, the two of them looked at the couplet on the door and couldn't stop praising it.

Old Wei had a cigarette in his mouth, obviously only half of it. He must have smoked it many times.

"Tsk, tsk, look at this couplet posted at the front door. It would be great if my child has such a future!"

The one next to him echoed: "This is the master's personal order. Post the kitchen couplet at the door. It's better to study."

While stroking the ocean in his hand, Old Wei kept mumbling: "You have to study. You have to let your children study to be successful."

"Let's go, Old Wei, and go back to the village to celebrate the New Year!"

A big man was carrying half a pig leg on his shoulders. With a smile on his face, he greeted Old Wei at the door.

"Hey, we can't call it the Chinese New Year anymore. It was changed in 14. The gentlemen said it should be called the Spring Festival!"

"Old Wei is still knowledgeable!"

"Yes! Yes!"

The bluestone road back to the village is filled with happy air.

Bao Guowei still went to the library today, not because he loves learning and is willing to work hard, but because there are too few entertainment activities in this era.

After losing his computer, mobile phone and the demands of his sons to play games, his life became unpretentious and pure.

The unbeatable exercise program every day, and then jogging all the way to the library, to avoid exercising arm strength in a dark and closed room and consuming the young people's excess energy.

Fortunately, the Gushan Library is open as normal today, but there are no people there except an old man wearing a long gown at the door.

The old man had a plate of dumplings in front of him, holding a book in one hand and eating dumplings in the other. His expression was very indignant, his brows were almost squeezed together, and he was about to eat the book in that posture.

"Uncle, are you going to work during the Chinese New Year?"

Bao Guowei greeted him, and since he was an old acquaintance, he didn't even need to see his student ID card.

The old man waved his hand and said impatiently: "Go, go, don't bother me!"

It seems that even migrant workers in the Republic of China inevitably work overtime on New Year's Eve.

There is no one around, and as expected, Zhang Nianyue will not come today. This makes Bao Guowei, who is used to instant messaging on mobile phones, very uncomfortable. What happened in a chat box a hundred years later, in this era when telephones are not even popular yet , need to run for several miles.

He randomly picked up a book from the bookshelf and skillfully found a fixed seat by the window to sit down. Opening the book, there is a title written in traditional Chinese on the title page - "Talk about Organic Chemical Industry".

After a period of suffering, Bao Guowei was finally able to read and use traditional Chinese fluently. God knows how uncomfortable it was for him to hold a dictionary all the time at first.

Fortunately, you don't have to go to such trouble when writing novels. Simplified Chinese characters were actually often used in ancient times, but they were not elegant enough. Otherwise, "The Legend of the Condor Heroes" with tens of thousands of words in one chapter would have exhausted him.

There is no news from Red Rose Magazine yet. It is estimated that the editorial department is also closed for the New Year. Will it have to wait until after the New Year?

After reading the book for more than ten minutes, Bao Guowei found it boring. Most of the content could be found in his mind.

He even discovered that, perhaps due to the benefit of the huge database in his head, his memory now far exceeds that of ordinary people. The texts he has read can not be said to be memorized backwards, but also have a photographic memory.

Therefore, Bao Guowei, the "unfilial son", did not get stuck as soon as he started studying, because he did not need to read the book at all. He had memorized all the content in it and relied on the database to integrate and understand it.

Then he took out his pen and paper and started writing "The Legend of the Condor Heroes".

But his mind began to think rapidly.

Just in the past 1929, a severe drought occurred in Guanzhong that was rare in a century. There was no harvest in Qinchuan, and people died of hunger everywhere. It was called "famine".

At that time, "Ta Kung Pao" recorded, "The family surnamed Liu in Nanqixinzhuang, Long County. In the past, most of the people who died of starvation were idlers; those who died recently were purely good people. Now, 2,000 people die of starvation in each county every day." above, and increasing day by day.”

One year later, in September, the Fengtian Incident occurred, and the Dongyi people would attack Northeast China.

Internationally, the British Empire at that time exerted its traditional virtues and acted as a troublemaker in Europe, while the United States was still mired in the quagmire of the Great Depression.

Economically, foreign rice and foreign industrial products are being dumped into the country. Farmers cannot make ends meet and have no choice but to leave their homes. The competitiveness of the national industry is low and dying.

The plight of the people's livelihood, the crisis of the future, and the turbulence of the situation are all evident.

But his current ability is still very weak. Even if he knows the future direction, it is still difficult to influence those big shots.

The food must be eaten one bite at a time and the things must be done one by one.

So, what can I do in this day and age? What can I do for this nation?

Bao Guowei was thinking, and one scientific discovery after another popped up in his head, but it was still too far away for him now.

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He is now publishing papers that sound like the theory of relativity, like a teenager pulling out a "little boy" atomic bomb from his crotch.

It was simply impossible to happen, and it might even cause trouble for him.

Think about it.

A video about making allicin popped up in my head. Although the video from the site up owner was complicated, it showed its usefulness at this time!

Two years ago, in 1928, the British bacteriologist Fleming had discovered penicillin, but it would not be truly purified and applied until after 1939.

Penicillin has been discovered, but today humans are still in an era where infectious diseases cannot be dealt with, and diseases and infections are still taking away one life after another.

I will definitely have to purify penicillin myself, but I can put it aside for now.

Compared with the complicated preparation of penicillin, the process of allicin is much simpler, and the effect achieved is not bad.

The raw materials of garlic are also simple to obtain, and are obviously more operable than the former.

Thinking of this, Bao Guowei opened a new page in his notebook and wrote the words "Allicin Preparation" on it.

Review the videos you have watched in your head and write down the preparation method step by step.

　The new book needs support, and everyone can help me read it every day. This is really important to me!

　　

　

(End of this chapter)