176 The issue of alcohol needs to be brought up
I learned all this during the peaceful afternoon in the front hall.
In some aspects, Sun Sicheng did not treat him as a child. He liked to analyze things for him and did not avoid him when discussing matters with Sun Yat-sen and Wan Li.
Ping An was shocked. Is war really coming?
We can be poorer and suffer more, but there should be no war. Many people will die, and I am not kidding.
I just don't know if this is a small fight or a big one? No, slaughtering a small village is no longer a small matter.
The issue of alcohol needs to be brought up.
Alcohol is a good thing. It can help many young people on the battlefield avoid infection and death and get back on their feet.
There are many modern ways to make alcohol, and you don't even need to use pure grains. You can use corn, beetroot, or wheat.
How to make it? In ancient times, the only way to make it was by distillation.
He had to draw the distiller. Normally, the concentration of medical alcohol must be 95%. This could not be accomplished now, but 70% was still acceptable.
In the back hall of the medical shop, Sun Sicheng and others were discussing how to collect more medicine and make more medicine.
Sun Sicheng disdained to make money from national disasters, but the premise was to protect his own company, not to lose money, and not to be attacked by peers. This also required strategy.
Ping'an did not go to the front hall again. He was painting seriously. He had been in the womb for more than eight years. He was truly a child, not just eight years. Some things in his previous life were a little blurry.
After all, he only knew the principle of the distiller and had never actually come into contact with it. He had seen it on the Internet.
By the time Sun Sicheng and Sun Wen discovered that something was wrong with the child, a small stack of papers was already piled on the table.
Sun Wen came over and said, "Ping An, what are you drawing? What kind of picture is this? It's weird."
Sun Sicheng also picked up one and looked at it, but couldn't make out what it was for a long time.
"Sir, Master, Grandpa Hu said this is a distiller. It can turn liquor into something as strong as fire, which can save the wounded from dying."
Sun Sicheng hugged him and put him on the table, "Ping An, do you know what you are talking about?"
Ping An was also speechless: "Master, please put me down first. In two months I will be nine years old."
Ming Wanli smiled. The relationship between this master and disciple was very special. Ordinary father and son would not be so harmonious.
Ping An pointed at the blueprint and said, "You can brew it yourself, or you can buy ordinary liquor directly from outside. Pass it through these distiller's and turn it into gas. These gases will flow through the pipes and become liquid. These liquids are alcohol.
The reason why the injured have a fever is because their wounds are infected, festering, and finally rotting. However, if they are disinfected with this alcohol, most of them will not have this problem and will not die.
The silver needles used by the master can also be disinfected with this alcohol. Second use will be better than disinfection with boiling water. I just don’t remember it clearly. Let me think about it carefully, including the recipe for brewing white wine. "
"Okay, okay, Ping An, think about it slowly."
Sun Sicheng, Sun Wen and Ming Wanli quietly retreated to another small room, which was a small storage room, but it was still half empty with a table and benches.
"My Lord, if it is really as good as Master Ping An said, our Baicaotang will really soar to the sky."
Sun Sicheng shook his head and said, "If this really works out, I will put Ping An's name on the list. I can't let Baicaotang take all the benefits."
"But Master Ping An is still young. He will only be nine years old at the end of August."
Sun Wen said, "Don't think about these for now, young master. Once Ping An has finished drawing the blueprint, we will ask Blacksmith Li to make it. In the meantime, it would be best to decide where to find a workshop. Liquor is very profitable, so it would be best to brew it yourself."
"Awen, Wanli, I think we should go to the village where Brother Wan lives. The medicine valley is not convenient and the mountain road is difficult to walk on. If a war really breaks out, alcohol will be useful. I will use it in the military camp.
Wanli, starting tomorrow, go to the village and choose a location, preferably one that is remote, to build a high courtyard where you can brew wine and make alcohol. The price of wheat is not high yet, so you should take people to harvest it now."
Ming Wanli stood up and said, "Master, I'm leaving now. I'll let Fang Xiao take care of the workshop with his own people."
"Well, for the money, go directly to Old Genati. If you don't have enough, go to Mr. Sun."
"Yes, my Lord."
Sun Wen stood up and said, "I'll help Ping An draw the picture. It's crooked."
Sun Sicheng also followed. He couldn't sit still alone. This child could always give him surprises. However, Ping'an still had to learn how to paint.
Ping An raised his head and saw that both masters were coming over.
"Ping An, how about I help you draw?" Sun Wen said.
"Sir, wait a minute, there are still many details I need to think about, I can't remember clearly."
The distiller is not complicated, but there is still a big difference between being easy to use and not easy to use. If the details are in place, the shipment volume will be much greater.
"It doesn't matter. I'll draw it for you first according to your drawing. The picture will be clear and you can think more clearly. You can also make revisions while you think."
Ping An nodded and pushed the drawing to the gentleman.
Sun Sicheng took advantage of the opportunity to ask, "Ping An, is there any wine that can make you flaming with anger after just one sip? How strong is that?"
"Well, that's what Grandpa said anyway. It's been a while, so my memory is a little fuzzy, but I'm sure I can remember it."
"That's good."
"Master, if you can really make it, you will use it in the military camp, right? That way, fewer of our soldiers will die, and their parents will be able to wait for them to return home."
"Of course, Master assures you that it will definitely be used in the military camp."
"Master, please remember this recipe for liquor. It's better to make your own liquor."
Sun Sicheng asked, "You are just giving more to the master?"
"Master, the liquor in Da Zhou is not cheap. It costs a lot to buy it. Why don't you use your own?"
The disciple's bright eyes made Sun Sicheng feel warm inside: "Okay, tell it safely, and the master will take note."
Sun Wen, who was standing aside, had a smile in his eyes. This child's heart was as pure as white jade.
The master and his two disciples spent the entire afternoon in the back hall, and there was a thick stack of drawings on the table.
"Sir, that's enough. That's it, that's right."
Sun Wen breathed a sigh of relief. He had finally finished the painting. "I'll make a few more copies. It's safe. I'll burn all the waste paper."
"Hey." Ping'an took the paper and went to the kitchen.
"Awen, what do you think about the alcohol? I don't want the Sun family to occupy the child forever, but Ping An now has two fathers. The child is still young, and if there is any merit from above, it will definitely go to the elder. So which one should the court reward?"
"I really don't know. We can't predict what happens in the court. Ping An's situation is special, with one biological father and one stepfather.
But I guess Ping An may not want to be famous. Your Sun family is not short of money, so you can give him some substantial benefits. He can buy a house when he turns twelve. Besides, he will be able to drink a lot in the future, and the liquor is brewed by himself, so you can give him some share."
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