Prodigal Son of the Ming Dynasty

  Chapter 884 Major Discovery (Thanks to Tuhao students)

  Zhang Sen has a feeling of fugue.

Seeing him stunned, Su Yue said, "The worm research institute has a top priority right now. The first is to try to understand and confirm the existence of worms. The second thing is, look at the third issue. "Insects" and demonstrated that people's illnesses may be related to worms. Then, if you think about it carefully, why are our diseases different? Could it be that... the harmful worms are also different? Different Different bugs cause different diseases, if we speculate based on this, as long as we can kill different bugs that harm people, can different diseases be cured by different medicines?”

  Su Yue took a sip of tea, feeling in his heart, Zhang Sen really dug a gold mine.

  The worm theory derived is very likely to be the biggest treasure house in medicine. Once this thing is derived, how many people can eat it for a lifetime.

   Obviously, Zhang Sen hasn't realized the huge value of this.

   Zhang Sen thought, and said: "Students must do their best to live up to the teacher's expectations."

  …

  Mechanics, medicine, arithmetic, and engineering have gradually become fashionable.

  Actually, this is also excusable.

  The emergence of seeking, to a certain extent, there have been countless discussions that can be debated. In this stagnant world, one theory after another is thrown out, subverting everyone's cognition.

  In the past, many people would never touch any knowledge outside the Faculty of Arts unless they really had no choice.

  Some people are because of poverty, and some people really can't stand the Four Books and Five Classics, but now, even the students of the Faculty of Arts have begun to be interested in these "weird talks".

  Compared to the Ming Dynasty, it was still open. In history, even if it was dozens or hundreds of years later, the Franji people arrived here and brought their technology and theories, and there were still quite a few people who were willing to accept it.

   Not to mention, Xishan Academy has laid a solid foundation before this.

  Fang Jifan looked at the pile of applications in his hand, a little confused.

   This should be the first batch of students who asked to transfer.

  There are a total of 33 people from the Faculty of Liberal Arts, and they request to transfer to other colleges in the district to study. Among them, there are many medicines and more mechanics.

The reason is that some people have become interested in the theory of fine worms. A group of young people are at an age that is prone to emotional agitation. Suddenly something subverting cognition appears in front of them. Generally, I want to ask for it.

  As for the theory of the circle of the earth, the theory of the circle of the moon, and the theory of gravity...the emergence of these knowledges has made many people feel a strange feeling.

In the past, when they looked up at the moon, what they saw was their hometown, Chang'e, and countless beautiful imaginations; but now when they look at the moon, a thought pops up in their minds, the moon is really like a ball under their feet. If you drive in one direction here, you can finally reach the original position. When the moon falls, it actually just goes to the other side to rise.

  As soon as these thoughts popped up, there was a feeling of claws scratching my heart.

  They are still too young, and their desire for fame is more imposed on them by their parents.

  But when I arrived at Xishan Academy, I was influenced by my ears and eyes. At least, I may not have a deep-rooted habit of scholars, farmers, businessmen.

  Fang Jifan looked at the more than thirty disciples and grandchildren with a smile: "You can think clearly."

   "Master, I've thought it through."

   "Have you talked to your parents?"

  Everyone seems to have already thought about their words: "Men, I have said it."

   "What did they say?" Fang Jifan smiled brightly, the atmosphere has changed. It seems that I, Fang Jifan, have done another great deed for the world.

   "Students...students, etc., all said that it was the teacher who taught us to transfer subjects."

   "..." Fang Jifan's face turned green: "Dishonest! Are you still human? Pigs and dogs are worse!"

  All the disciples and grandchildren bowed down one after another: "Master, the students are also helpless..."

  Fang Jifan shook his head. It seemed that he had a group of enemies in this world. If one day, he was hacked to death with an ax while walking on the street, it would not be surprising.

  He sighed: "Come on, I won't go to hell, who will go to hell, if you want to be a doctor or a worker, what can you say as a teacher? I have to fulfill your wish."

  Everyone was overjoyed.

  Fang Jifan said again: "This is the path you chose yourself, don't turn around and blame Master."

  Everyone said one after another: "I will never regret it."

  …

  Sending off a group of idiots, Fang Jifan felt relaxed.

  No matter which subject they enter, they will be able to earn money for Fang Jifan in the future, but the Faculty of Liberal Arts specializes in stereotyped essays and brushes up questions every day. God knows what the professors will come up with.

   There is no way out, the Faculty of Liberal Arts is the magic weapon for Xishan Academy to become famous.

   In a blink of an eye, the heat is about to pass.

  The seventh issue of the journal will be published as usual.

  Because the professional title examination at the end of the year is about to begin, almost everyone has become accustomed to ordering journals. Almost every journal is published, and people are eager to read it.

  If you are a craftsman, you should look at the theoretical knowledge of mechanics, or some new discoveries. Even if your level is not high, at least you have to know about gravity and gravity. After all... there is a test.

But this periodical, I bought everything. After all, piracy is not allowed for seeking periodicals. Copy it out and take it back to read, but soon, people realized that it was not cost-effective.

People who read periodicals are mostly craftsmen, students, and captains. These people, whether they are in Xishan, Xincheng, or the Tuntian Institute, are the busiest group of people. At the same time, they have their own A salary, or, those who can enter the school, the family background is the worst, and it can't be that bad.

I am already extremely busy at ordinary times, and I have to spend time reading periodicals, preparing for year-end exams, and even doing some apprenticeships. Now I am trying my best to study characters in a simple night school nearby after work. Although I don’t plan to To be a pedant, at least one must be able to write and write. After all, the treatment between a craftsman and an apprentice is very different. The salary difference is more than double. If you become a first-class or second-class master craftsman, although such a master craftsman has not yet appeared, it is rumored that these people are paid extremely generously.

Because of this, many down-and-out scholars in Xincheng set up elementary school classes, large and small. There are no classes during the day, only at night, when everyone starts classes after work. The nearby workshops and the footwork on the construction site are crowded with people come.

   Journal sales are steadily increasing.

   At this time, the results of the Institute of Fine Insects are also gratifying.

  Zhang Sen led a dozen fellow disciples to conduct an experiment, and finally proposed the theory of fine worm disease.

  People in the past always had a bit of horror about the epidemic.

  Because the disease seems to be pervasive, and there is obviously no connection between them, even if the two parties just pass each other, the disease may be transmitted.

  In this era, medical skills are inherently inferior. Once you fall ill, the mortality rate is extremely high, and the capital has a large population. Once any epidemic occurs, it will spread rapidly.

  People always think that the epidemic may be the result of God's anger.

  This is fate, and sometimes it is necessary in fate.

   But Zhang Sen led people to conduct an experiment. They placed the cooked meat in a place that was absolutely free of mosquitoes. In the end, the meat still began to rot.

   Then, they sterilized the meat with alcohol, and then put it in an environment without mosquitoes, but the result, although the process of spoilage was prolonged, the result was still the same.

  Zhang Sen's thesis this time is very beautifully written, but this time, the paper has more signatures. In addition to him ranking first, there are seven or eight medical students who participated in the experiment.

Zhang Sen believes that worms are not only in the human body, but also in the air. Harmful worms are most likely pathogens. Many diseases may be spread in the air. This is why the epidemic kills people invisible The so-called epidemic is essentially the result of the virus exhaled by the patient from the mouth and nose, suspended in the air, and finally transmitted to another person.

  As soon as this paper was published, there was another uproar. Although it could not be verified, everyone in the review team almost did not hesitate to request that this paper be listed as the first place in the new journal.

   After all, this explains a terrible 'phenomenon'. Although the current experiment cannot be fully confirmed, once confirmed, it will be a great breakthrough.

  Zhang Sen's reputation gradually rose. After being included in the journal, all the staff of the Institute of Fine Insects received a generous contribution fee. Medical students who wanted to enter the institute were almost overwhelmed.

   All the bookstores have signs proclaiming a major breakthrough in the epidemic.

   Even people who don't understand this truth can't help but stop and take a second look.

  What the hell, Xishan has another strange theory.

   These crazy people.

  …

  In early autumn, Fang Jifan paid special attention to his body. After all, he must not catch the wind and cold. He didn't like being arrested and studied by his disciples and grandchildren.

  But early in the morning, Su Yue came excitedly.

  In Zhenguo Mansion, Fang Jifan sipped his tea and saw Su Yue bringing a shy young man.

  Su Yue prostrated herself on the ground without saying a word: "The student has met the master."

  The cramped young man at the back seemed very nervous. After thinking for a long time, he hurriedly bowed down: "The student has met Tai Shigong."

  Fang Jifan leaned on the chair: "Oh, what's the matter, my teacher is a little busy recently..." Fang Jifan laughed: "If you have anything, just talk about it."

   "Master, this person is Zhang Sen."

Su Yue observed Fang Jifan very carefully, fearing that Master would be displeased if he recklessly brought his disciples to visit him: "He has an unfeeling request, because this is a big matter, and Master must go out. So the students brought him here."

  …

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