Chapter 1109: Old Taoist, are you homesick?

Chapter 1109: Old Taoist, are you homesick?

"Okay, feel free, eat the food, eat the food."

"Come, let's toast again."

Ding

Immediately, Ran's father In his worried eyes, Yang Xiaotao drank three drinks with several people without changing his expression.

At this time, Father Ran turned a little red when he saw Chief Wang unbuttoning his Feng Ji button. He wanted to speak, but he saw Yang Xiaotao taking the initiative to pick up the wine bottle and fill up the wine for several people.

"Chief, I am considered a junior here. This time, I will return the favor to you."

"I will do it first as a sign of respect."

As he spoke, he raised his head. , drank another glass.

At this time, Mr. Wang was a little confused. Director Tian beside him glanced at Father Ran, seeming to confirm something.

Ran's father shook his head slightly, meaning it was useless to drink less.

But Director Tian was misunderstood, thinking that Yang Xiaotao's drinking capacity was average, so he immediately picked up the wine glass, "Okay, Comrade Xiao Yang said it well, I will accompany you, let's do it!"

Old Wang He also picked up the wine glass and drank happily.

“Do it!”

“Do it!”

Bang~~~

The drinking lasted until past ten o'clock.

As for the situation of the battle, Ran's father, a soy saucer, was so drunk that he came out with the support of Yang Xiaotao when he walked.

As for the others.

Mr. Wang propped his head up and kept rubbing his hand on the cup. His eyes were blurred and he couldn't speak.

As for Director Tian, ​​who had vowed before, he was now lying on the chair and falling asleep.

After leaving the Seventh Machinery Department, Ran's father leaned against Yang Xiaotao, "You, your boy, have become famous this time."

Yang Xiaotao smiled, "Don't tell me, you beat me last time I had a great time drinking with Director Wang from Quancheng.”

Ran’s father leaned against Yang Xiaotao and vomited everything in his stomach as soon as he left the door.

Yang Xiaotao handed over the kettle, and Ran's father drank it and rinsed his mouth. Then he glanced at Yang Xiaotao and said, "You've had a lot of fun drinking. That's nine bottles of Erguotou, you guy."

"They want to get me drunk, I'm not stupid."

Ran's father was stunned, "You can see it."

Yang Xiaotao chuckled, "Dad, I've seen a lot of these things at the wine table."

"I saw it when I entered the house."

"You can."

"Uh, haha."

Help Ran's father get into the car, Yang Xiaotao drove away from the Seventh Machinery Department.

Send Ran's father home first, and then drive to the courtyard.

As soon as he entered the yard, he saw Zhou Kui standing at the door, waving his hand at him.

Then Liu Yuhua ran out of the room, "Brother Tao."

"It's so late, you're still not sleeping?"

"No, Brother Tao, Secretary Liu and Director Yang asked me to bring you a message, asking you to go to the machinery factory tomorrow. There is something important to do. Said."

"Important? Okay, I understand."

Yang Xiaotao didn't think much about it, I'll find out tomorrow.

Backyard.

Liu Guangqi was lying on the bed, feeling anxious.

Since the last mission was completed, there has been no contact during this period.

It’s okay if you don’t contact me, but you have to provide funds for the event!

I am used to spending lavishly, but when I came back this time I realized that I didn’t have much money left!

This time I came back and spent a lot of money in order to be a good uncle, and only the travel expenses were left in my pocket.

Thinking of the annoying goblin in the cellar just now, he was a man who only saw money.

Just because I didn’t give any money this time, my attitude immediately changed.

Fortunately, I didn’t dare to prick him, otherwise...

However, this is not a long-term solution!

Without the source of funds, how can I be free and unrestrained?

Lying on the bed, tossing and turning, all kinds of speculations came to mind.

Is it possible to discover that the information is false?

Suddenly, Liu Guangqi broke out in a cold sweat. He sat up from the bed and stared at the dark window for a long time before lying back on the bed.

Looking at Liu Guangfu, who was sleeping soundly beside him, the room was warmed by the heater. Liu Guangfu couldn't cover himself with the quilt, and his legs were swaying aside.

Liu Guangqi withdrew his gaze and looked at his hands.

Then close your eyes and calm down.

No, no, how do they know it's fake? If it's true, it's also a fake created by Yang Xiaotao. What does it have to do with him?

Besides, no one knows about the 'hollow' corn made by Yang Xiaotao. Only she and Jia Zhang know what Qin Huairu said.

Although Jia Zhang is stupid, she also knows what to say and what not to say, especially when it comes to stealing Yang Xiaotao's things.

Then why haven’t you contacted me?

Liu Guangqi was confused again.

Perhaps, it may be delayed by other things.

Liu Guangqi was thinking wildly, but the uneasiness in his heart became stronger.

The night passed.

When the morning sun illuminated the courtyard again, Yang Xiaotao came out of the house. He drank a lot of wine last night and was very hungry in the morning.

It has to be said that with Xiaowei's help, Yang Xiaotao's physical fitness became even more abnormal.

This kind of improvement is not like the sudden increase in strength like when using Dali Pill, but it is increasing bit by bit, strengthening from all aspects.

Yang Xiaotao has a deep understanding of some of the wonderful things in this.

Get up early, take out the braised pork from the space, fry it with cabbage, boil eggs, make instant noodles, and cut ham sausage.

As soon as the pot was opened, Zhang Laodao ran in after smelling the smell.

"When you get up early in the morning to put poison, you won't be afraid of people in the courtyard throwing stones at your house."

As the old man said, he filled a bowl of instant noodles and cracked open the eggs with great skill.

“However, the noodles you made look like they were made by a machine. I really don’t know how to make them.”

Yang Xiaotao didn’t answer, but sat aside and took out the salted duck egg buttons. In a bowl, take a big bite.

The old Taoist was not idle when he saw it. He ate first and then talked about it.

After eating two bowls in a row, Yang Xiaotao felt that there was something in his stomach.

The old Taoist looked at Yang Xiaotao and asked curiously, "What did you do last night? You are so exhausted."

As he said this, he looked into the room. , "There's no one else."

"Ganggungun, what are you thinking about? You drank last night."

Yang Xiaotao was too lazy to explain, and then put away the pots, bowls and chopsticks that he had finished. Now, I am getting ready to go to work. "How is alloy research going?"

The two went out and got in the car. Yang Xiaotao stuffed a box of cigarettes into Lao Dao.

Due to being busy with the steel plant during this period, the management of Alloy was handed over to Lao Dao.

The old man took the cigarette and put it directly in his pocket, stuffing his hands in the sleeves of his cotton-padded jacket, looking like an old landowner from the old days.

“Let’s just leave it that way. Everyone is studying. It’s freezing and it’s not convenient to go out.”

"However, a few young comrades in our group really have ideas."

Lao Dao spoke of the people in the group with approval on his face.

"What's going on? Tell me?"

The old man leaned on his seat and said, "Among the students assigned to us, there is one named Xu Ning who is very thoughtful. He I feel that if you want to make a tungsten alloy, you must first have tungsten metal.”

“But, according to what we know now, there are many tungsten ores in our country, but they cannot be separated and extracted. Much.”

"Moreover, these tungsten metals are very rough. If you want to use them to make alloys, you must purify them. Tungsten is very difficult to make, and what you usually get is powder."

"So, if you want to experiment, To find the correct tungsten alloy steel formula ratio, you need to have a sufficient amount of tungsten powder for testing."

Yang Xiaotao listened while driving, "This is a good idea. If you want to complete the task, you have to start from the source and extract the tungsten powder. We have found the right way."

The old man nodded, "Right now, everyone is studying how to get the tungsten powder. There are several research directions, right."

At this point, Lao Dao suddenly looked at Yang Xiaotao and said, "There is something you need to help with."

"What's the matter, tell me."

"This tungsten smelting requires a good boiler, you have to help."

Yang Xiaotao frowned, "Where can I get it for you? Look at me Is the one at home okay?”

The old Taoist sneered, "Are you kidding me? The pot at your house probably burned through and the tungsten inside was not melted."

Yang Xiaotao turned his head after hearing this, "What? What do you mean?”

"Do you think that tungsten metal is easy to melt? Let me tell you, this thing has a higher melting point than steel. If you want to find a stove, you probably have to steal Taishang Laojun's Bagua stove, and then use Samadhi True Fire That’s it.”

It was Yang Xiaotao’s turn to be surprised.

"Who said that? This tungsten is so difficult to melt?"

"Of course, a few of them read the book and said that if the melting point is too high, it will not necessarily melt if placed in a volcano. But it sounds very reasonable.”

“In other words, we can’t smelt it now.”

"Yes! That's not right either!"

The old man touched his chin and beard and pretended to be mysterious. Yang Xiaotao wanted to cut him with scissors.

"Just tell me what is right or wrong."

Yang Xiaotao said impatiently, there have been a lot of things recently, and he really can't help with the blame.

The old Taoist was stroking his beard, looking enigmatic.

Yang Xiaotao glanced at it and immediately understood that the old Taoist priest was trying to figure it out again, "How do you want me to help? Just tell me quickly."

"Actually, it's not what I want to do, but they have some ideas. "

" Don't be too pretentious."

"They thought there must be other components in these tungsten ores, so they were thinking about what chemical reagents should be used to extract them."

Now Yang Xiaotao understood that relationships require the use of chemical reagents. ah.

Although most of the chemistry knowledge he learned in his previous life was given back to his chemistry teacher, some interesting things were still clearly remembered as short stories.

The most impressive thing is that during World War II, a very powerful chemist used aqua regia to liquefy the Nobel Medal and it was not confiscated.

When Yang Xiaotao first heard about this, he specifically checked the information about Shui Wang.

So I very much agree with the method of using chemical reagents proposed by these people.

"I will call the chemical factory later and you will take them to study."

"However, pay attention to safety."

Yang Xiaotao once again asked about safety issues. Chemical reagents that can even dissolve gold should get on people.

The old Tao nodded.

"By the way, what does this have to do with the pot?"

Yang Xiaotao spoke again, still not understanding what the old man meant.

"It doesn't matter. Do you think ordinary pots can hold these powerful chemicals? Ordinary pots can withstand such high temperatures."

"Well, you are right."

Yang Xiaotao nodded, gold can be dissolved, ordinary metal pots are really difficult to handle.

"Then what do you want to do? You can't start another project and build a new pot that can be used."

The old man just said, "Infinite Heavenly Lord."

"This old Taoist has an idea."

"What idea?"

"I remember when I practiced alchemy with my master Danyangzi and Guanzhong."

"Pick it up. "Essentially."

Yang Xiaotao drove the car to the machinery factory and was about to get out of the car.

The old Taoist shook his head, very dissatisfied with Yang Xiaotao's disrespectful behavior.

If it weren't for this guy's good cooking skills, the old man wouldn't bother to care.

"The stove used by my master Dan Yangzi is not made of steel or iron, but a kind of earth."

The old Taoist said calmly, Yang Xiaotao listened, But a word suddenly popped into my mind.

‘The Crucible! ’

"So I think I can use this soil to make a pot, but it doesn't work. I still hide my master's stove in the temple. I just don't know if it is still there after all these years of war."

Lao Tao He was sighing on the side, stroking his beard as if reminiscing.

Yang Xiaotao thought about the crucible and recalled how to make the crucible.

But the limited knowledge reserve obviously exceeded his cognition. He only remembered that the raw materials of the crucible were different, and the products made were also different. It was not just a matter of finding some clay to burn, which would be the same as bricks and tiles. What a difference.

However, after hearing Lao Dao's last words, Yang Xiaotao suddenly laughed.

The old man who was reminiscing suddenly saw Yang Xiaotao smiling maliciously at him. He immediately leaned back, put his hand on his chest, and subconsciously distanced himself.

But at this moment, Yang Xiaotao’s voice was heard.

"Old Taoist, are you homesick?"

Shocked, stunned, and then confused.

He hasn’t been back for a long time.

Because in his impression, that place already existed in his memory.

No one knows whether there are any left.

But now, this matter was mentioned again, and the mess in my heart was successfully stirred up by Yang Xiaotao's iron hook.

(End of this chapter)