What a wonderful image of Chinese people!
Of course, this guy also said, "In order to prove the feasibility of turning water into oil, he invited petrochemical experts and experts from his laboratory to conduct a joint verification."
Xing Baohua is not an expert in petrochemicals; he is just a recent college graduate with a background in chemistry.
They pulled them in to make up the numbers, and also to let the other trainees witness this shocking scam.
With reports and experts coming in, Zheng Hong from the Provincial Academy of Sciences was getting a little nervous.
For that 100 million, I'll grit my teeth and go for it.
Actually, it's not too late to back down at this point.
Unfortunately, they were completely misled by Xing Baohua and lost their bearings.
A card containing a few drops of Hongcheng base oil can be turned into 15 tons of gasoline by stirring it in water.
Get an excavator to dig a pool that can hold about 15 tons of water, and line the pool with a plastic film to prevent water from seeping into the ground.
It was done in two or three hours. A carload of petrochemical experts arrived, some angry and some laughing.
They all shook hands warmly with Xing Baohua and introduced themselves to each other.
This is a contest within a professional field.
Xing Baohua asked Xiao Bomei to take out 1,000 yuan and give it directly to Zheng Hong to buy ten cards from him.
"I bought this card for experimentation, so you won't lose money. If you want to sell it, I'll keep it; if you don't want to sell it, you can keep it yourself."
Xing Baohua meant, "I don't trust you; I'm afraid you're doing something underhanded with the card."
Zheng Hong thought that with a thousand yuan, he would have made a profit. So he immediately gave Xing Baohua ten cards.
Xing Baohua took the card, gave one to his secretary, and told him to go play in the pond himself.
Xing Baohua asked Zheng Hong, "How many strokes? Or how many minutes? Could you go over and give me some guidance?"
Zheng Hong followed over to demonstrate. The card had a small switch; if you squeezed it hard, you could squeeze out a few drops of liquid.
The camera recorded the whole thing, and the reporter was very excited, knowing that the moment of witnessing a miracle was about to begin.
Seeing that Zheng Hong was about to light the fire, Xing Baohua quickly stopped him.
With a wave of his hand, he ordered the petrochemical experts to take samples and conduct immediate testing.
Zheng Hong said loudly, "No, it needs time to dissolve. You're all in too much of a hurry. The oil hasn't changed yet, and the test tube still contains water."
“Then wait a bit. We’ll take the sample whenever you say.” Xing Baohua raised his hand to look at his watch.
After waiting for ten minutes, Xing Baohua became a little impatient and asked, "Can we take the sample now? You know you were going to light it earlier?"
"Take it!" he said weakly.
Petrochemical experts take multiple samples, both from the shallow and deep surfaces, and divide the area into several zones for diversified sampling.
After taking the samples, Xing Baohua lit a cigarette with a match and threw the match into the water.
It's really on fire.
Zheng Hong finally smiled, which surprised the other onlookers.
Both the petrochemical experts and Xing Baohua shook their heads. Why? The flame was too small.
If it were 15 tons of oil, the fire would be raging and thick smoke would be billowing.
Even if there's no visible smoke from 15 tons of alcohol, the fire is still burning.
But what are the flames of the pond hat now?
The flame was less than ten centimeters long and went out in less than thirty seconds.
Xing Baohua turned his head and looked for his old rickshaw.
Fortunately, no one used it for work today. I had someone bring it over and drain the oil.
First, find a bucket that can hold about five liters of water, but actually just pour in a pound or two of water. Give Zheng Hong a card and let him mix the oil himself.
First, take a sample of the prepared oil and then pour it into the tuk-tuk's fuel tank. According to the ratio, some engine oil should be added, and Xing Baohua even asked Zheng Hong if he wanted some added.
Zheng Hong had never seen a car that added engine oil before; he had only ever seen cars filled with this kind of water-to-oil mixture.
After hesitating for a moment, I said no.
Pour a pound or two of the prepared oil into the tuk-tuk and have someone drive it for a test drive.
Xing Baohua estimated that the car could be started because there was still some fuel left in the tuk-tuk.
After running two laps, the sound wasn't as loud anymore; it was a cough like someone with asthma, and it was trembling.
Xing Baohua felt sorry for the car; the repair costs would be considerable.
He turned his head and asked Zheng Hong, "Didn't you say it was powerful? It's already churning after just a few laps."
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com