Accompany Da Vinci's Super God Day

Heidi's assets expanded so fast that she couldn't believe it.

But this matter is also very scientific-just as primitive people may need to work with flint for an afternoon to light a fire, but modern people only need one second to press a lighter.

The first property she bought was a textile workshop, and she chose a few loyal and honest buddies for herself.

This industry has been developed for more than 200 years, and even a complete assembly line has emerged——

From wool cleaning, rinsing, stretching, to subsequent resting and dyeing, a total of [-] processes are required to complete the manufacture of the product.

Not only that, the craftsmen also have a clear division of labor.According to the guild's regulations, each of them can only do the corresponding work, and they cannot rashly sell the things in the workshop.

Heidi opened a textile workshop with only more than 100 gold coins, and then perfected the hydraulic washing process under Leonardo's care, which improved the efficiency quite quickly.

——Strictly speaking, she now has an additional identity, that is, a cloth merchant.

The cheap and high-quality cloth was almost sold out at the market. She even made some oil paints to make a striking poster, boasting about the washability and warmth of the product. Sure enough, people also liked it. buy it.

This workshop is placed here, just like a little hen that keeps laying eggs.

If she stays here in Florence for a long time, she may lay the chicken and lay the egg, and finally become one of the richest businessmen.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, she also got acquainted with the owners of several nearby workshops, and even went to their homes to have dinner and chat.

They exchanged a lot of information—

Merchants hope to hear the lord's interest in tax changes from her mouth, and she can learn about the world from more fields.

I heard that the lord of Milan was happily chasing the sulky beauty, like a donkey with a carrot hanging in front of him, giving gifts again and again.

I heard that the weavers in the UK could not bear the high taxes and fled. There used to be more than 300 looms in Oxford, but now there are only thirty or forty looms left.

Among all kinds of complicated information, she also keenly discovered a knowledge blind spot that she hadn't noticed before.

That is, the relationship between mercenaries and ordnance.

In modern times, the state machinery is perfect and mature, and weapons are not things that ordinary people can hold or make casually.

And in this day and age, obviously all of this has caused some problems because of the lack of productivity.

In the early days of history, it was heard that weapons and rations were manufactured and supplied spontaneously by the villagers of different villages, and if they failed to meet the requirements, they would face a penalty of about one pound of gold.

Later, with the continuous development of the lord's rule, the blacksmith's business became more and more tight, and the ordnance also successfully began to increase the output, and the weapon manufacturing industry came into being.

Today's Florence has 76 cities with flags and [-] villages with flags.

Once a foreign enemy invades, the citizens must come to support them with their equipment in time.

But the real standing army was not citizens, but mercenaries called 'condottieri (contractors)'.

"Their prices are very expensive—" Heidi said curiously when having dinner with another wealthy businessman: "There are also training and placement costs. The sum of them is probably not a small expense."

The fat-headed businessman next to him waved his hand and picked up the bone of roasted rabbit meat to gesture to her.

A unit of 'lance' consists of at least three people, namely knight, sergeant and squire.

"As for the price..." He stroked his beard uncertainly, "Twenty florins a month?"

Heidi froze for a moment, thinking that she had misheard the number.

Twenty gold coins for three talents? !

When she first came here, her monthly salary in Leonardo da Vinci's workshop was sixty sourdi, which was about half a gold coin. At that time, her life was indeed trembling, and she was not sure whether her food and clothing would be enough.

But when she came to Dukalai Palace, her salary was directly increased to five or six gold coins per month, which was equivalent to a direct increase of twelve times, and because of the production of various achievements, the lord would reward her generously from time to time. Gold coins, her assets have now reached nearly four hundred.

According to this amount of comparison, a small bucket of paintings can be exchanged for more than 100 gold coins, and raising him as a painter is equivalent to raising how many mercenaries...

"It used to be quite expensive, but after the Black Death disappeared, those peasant women lived like rats for a lifetime, and people were worthless." The businessman drank a large glass of wine, shook his glass and said, "You still don't want to buy money?" Need some beer? It's delicious!"

After the dinner, Heidi was constantly converting exchange rates and prices on the way back to the castle in the carriage.

It is really troublesome to count things like copper coins and silver coins, but if you can adjust the way of hiring mercenaries and sign a more complete contract with them, maybe...

Before the carriage stopped, De Qiao appeared nearby and raised his hand high to signal the car to stop quickly: "My lord——"

Don't tell me it's starting a war again.

Heidi took a deep breath and made the worst plan in her heart: "What's the matter?"

"The youngest son of the Rucellai family—the lord's nephew, he has a very serious fever, and he seems to be possessed by some kind of devil!" Dejo hurriedly stepped on the pedal of the carriage, signaling the driver to turn around and drive to the other side , explaining to her quickly: "Not long after this incident happened, the lord has already set off first."

"The devil?" Heidi frowned, "Why do you say that?"

"Not only did he have a fever, but he also had a rash on his body," Dejo seemed to have to muster up a lot of courage to say the following: "—and he also has a devil-like tongue!"

what?

The carriage soon stopped in front of Rucelle Palace. She carried a small cloth bag and raised the hem of her skirt and walked quickly through the atrium and corridor, and went to the bedroom on the third floor under the guidance of a group of servants.

There were already many people gathered there. The child's mother, Lorenzo's sister, Nannina, was kneeling beside the bed and crying. The maids were frantically trying to help, and the smelling salt bottle was also knocked to the ground. .

As soon as Heidi appeared, people subconsciously parted ways to allow her to get closer to the child.

Out of caution, she put on a mask and gloves, and signaled the maid next to her to show her the child's condition.

Little Giovanni was already breathing a little weakly, he looked rather embarrassed and pitiful——

Not only did he have obvious symptoms of high fever, but he also had dense red rashes all over his body, and his mouth and nose were quite pale.

Even if there were servants holding his limbs, he was still struggling, as if he was really possessed by a demon.

"Please save this child—" Mr. Rucelle was at a loss at the moment, and even looked at Lorenzo to ask him to say something: "He—we dare not let the priests see if it is true Bewitched."

Before he finished speaking, another old woman beside him used ingenuity to make the child open his mouth, and showed her the strange tongue——

There is no white coating, the tongue is smooth and swollen, with a strange flesh red color.

This is by no means a characteristic that a normal person should have.

Heidi made a judgment as quickly as possible.

This is scarlet fever in children.

Before she left that world, the son who served as the director of the United States Telephone Bureau was already in his sixties, and his childhood appearance was quite far away.

But she remembered leaving the studio area late at night to care for the child in the dim light.

"It's not an evil spirit," she held up the oil lamp to observe the child's skin, and said in a low voice, "it's an infectious disease."

It is estimated that there are many pathogens in this room, it is best to change the place for ventilation and disinfection.

"It's not—it's not a devil," Nannina didn't know whether to cry or laugh at this moment: "Then we—"

"Stay away from him. If you touch him, you must remember to wash your hands." Heidi took out the small cloth bag she sewed by herself, and took out the syringe and spare medicine inside.

Thankfully it's a kid...doesn't need a huge dose.

According to the current production speed of the penicillin workshop, it can barely produce a whole penicillin in two months. Both the strain and the scale of the workshop need to be improved.

"I can't guarantee that I will be able to save him..."

"It doesn't matter, if he is sent to the Holy See, he will definitely be burned alive as a monster!" Nan Nina grabbed her wrist uncontrollably, and her skin turned white.

Lorenzo stepped forward and pulled his sister away, trying to comfort her: "Let's try it now, your panic will only scare the child."

The latter let out a cry of grief and almost passed out again.

"First of all, we need to do a skin test." Heidi paused, then turned to look at the maid: "Bring salt and water."

Fortunately, because the two families are in-laws, the water purification room by the river has been steadily supplying pure water here, and the sealing effect of the glass bottle is quite good.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, she mixed the normal saline solution, improvised a small amount of penicillin solution in a small bowl, and took out the syringe she carried with her.

As soon as Nannina saw this familiar thing, she was anxious to help her: "Are you going to give the child an enema? I'll take off his pants now!"

"No—it's not." Heidi took out her custom-made hollow needle and installed the needle on the syringe.

She couldn't imagine before how people sucked cataracts with syringes without needles-the whole steel cylinder was inserted directly?

It has been used from ancient Greece to the present?

Both the syringe and the hollow needle were designed and manufactured during the construction of the penicillium workshop. Because Da Vinci was going to inspect the surrounding water system and old canals, he helped her improve many things before leaving—he was indeed a caring and caring person. Careful friend.

Heidi carefully inhaled the penicillin solution, picked a spot on his upper arm where the rash was less severe, and waited patiently.

Don't be allergic, allergies really can't save you.

Taking advantage of this time, she took a pen and paper to write a simple doctor's order, and taught the maids how to scrub his body with water, and gargle with salt water of certain concentration at regular intervals.

When she explained in a low voice, Lorenzo stood behind her with gentle and complicated eyes.

When the time came, she went to see where the skin test was again, praying secretly in her heart.

No response, everything is fine.

"I will inject this tube of medicine into his body." Heidi looked at the child's parents and said courageously: "He may struggle and cry because of the pain, please don't be too anxious."

"Okay—I'll leave everything to you!"

She has no professional training and has no way of assuring that this is all correct.

But in order to save the child's life, I still have to try it once as I saw and heard in the hospital.

Little Giovanni was turned over, his butt exposed in the air.

She imitated the nurse and made a cross on his buttocks, and then injected penicillin into the muscle.

The child whimpered and tried to escape, but was held down by the adults and could not move.

Nervously, she pushed a tube of diluted potion in, praying that all this would come in handy.

During the waiting time, she explained the reasons for changing rooms and regular ventilation, and asked the parents to observe whether they had rashes or fever.

When the bell for bedtime prayers rang far away, they had finished arranging the new room and went back there to check on the little boy's situation.

The maid standing by smiled, indicating that Giovanni was fast asleep.

Not only did he breathe more evenly, but his high fever also subsided.

Asleep like a little angel.

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Heidi mentally calculated the dosage of the tube of penicillin, not sure.

Fortunately, the child was not too seriously ill. She didn't have much of this medicine in reserve at all, and the tube just now might not have enough dose.

The few of them confirmed the child's condition and left the room lightly together.

"Probably need to give him six to seven injections." Heidi checked the powder in the bottle under the night light, her tone was a little uncertain: "The medicine may not be enough, but he should gradually recover."

Mr. Rucellai was speechless with excitement, and the attendant next to her directly gave her a full purse: "Please be sure to accept our thank you gift—Little Giovanni is our very cherished fourth son, me and Nannina can't lose him!"

Heidi hesitated for a moment, but turned her head to see Lorenzo's encouraging eyes, and still accepted the thank you gift.

Also, with these gold coins, more medicine can be produced, and more people can be saved in the future.

"Where did this medicine come from? Is it from a Persian merchant or an Arab?" Nan Nina asked eagerly, "We'll send people to buy more. Maybe we can keep it for other children as a spare?"

"This... I made it myself," she said with a helpless smile, "I'm afraid I'll have to wait two months for the next tube."

"All this is thanks to the support of the lord." Heidi looked at the quiet Lorenzo next to him, and then at the couple, with a sincere expression: "Little Giovanni will definitely get better."

The couple really wanted to keep her in the palace as a permanent guest, and they took the trouble to express their gratitude when they were leaving.

But when Heidi got into the carriage, Lorenzo also sat in, shoulders almost touching each other.

She was stunned for a moment, thinking that she was in the wrong car, she got up and wanted to go out.

"Sit down." He said lightly, "I came here on horseback."

Heidi sighed in her heart, shielded the uncomfortable feeling, and waited quietly to return to the palace.

At this moment, the night is as cold as water, and the sound of crickets can be heard one after another in the distance, and the night watchman's police dog can still be heard barking occasionally.

She sat relaxed and graceful, but seemed to be lost in thought.

Lorenzo was originally looking at the security situation outside the window, and then glanced at her inadvertently.

Even in the darkness, those two slender eyebrows and light blue eyes are like the beauties that only appear in oil paintings.

He wanted to ask her something, or talk about some irrelevant topics.

But... what should I say?

If you greet her, what kind of help does the workshop need recently, or what else does she hope to do, will you be a little strange in hospitality?

It was late at night, and it was not appropriate to talk about the weather.

By the way... her two rabbits...

He coughed lightly, intending to talk briefly.

The carriage stopped.

"Sir, it's already here."

Heidi responded, and finally recovered from her contemplation.

Subconsciously, he got out of the car first and reached out to help her down.

The slender and white hand carried a faint warmth, and it seemed that time stood still for a second at the moment of touching.

Heidi didn't notice that the man's silence was abnormal, so she just thanked him politely.

They climbed the stairs from the side together, all the way silent.

When the two separated at the stairs, Heidi subconsciously said goodbye.

"Good night, Mr. Medici."

The other party glanced at her lightly, then went upstairs and left.

Little Giovanni gradually recovered after five days.

His fever disappeared completely, the rash subsided a little bit, and even his tongue slowly returned to normal.

Although the appetite and mental state are still poor, they are much better than the dying state before.

At the same time, the Rucellai family and the Medici family gave more generous sponsorship to the Penicillium Workshop, and used a large amount of gold coins to confirm their priority to use medicines.

Heidi gradually has a group of capable and effective subordinates. Under her influence, Dejo also gradually learns to read and read, which can help her with many things in many cases.

Her life became smoother and smoother, but something was missing.

——Da Vinci didn't come back for three or four months, and even the Palace of Ducale was quite lonely.

Occasionally, she bowed her head and played a piece of Mozart, and suddenly wanted to hear the lyre played by her old friend.

But before Easter came, Da Vinci returned in a hurry.

Probably because of the journey and the baptism of wind and frost, he seemed to have matured a lot, and his body began to exude the unique vigor of youth, with firm and bright eyes.

And when he came back, he brought news that shocked the entire Florence.

— Both Mohammed II and Louis XI died.

The news came too suddenly, but it seemed completely logical.

Before Muhammad II passed away, his sons began to fight endlessly for property and power. Even if there was no definite news from Turkey, it was enough to remind people of many previous things.

And Louis 11 is too old, it is only natural to see God.

Only Heidi's expression changed slightly when she heard the news.

She knew how the French king died.

Medici's intelligence agency... is really getting more and more mature.

Da Vinci not only surveyed the various nearby water systems this time, but also put forward several suggestions such as dredging canals and erecting bridges, and some of the relevant proposals were adopted.

If the construction of canals and bridges can be completed as planned, people's travel and domestic water will be much more convenient.

Not only that, he also brought some strange gifts to Heidi, as well as a bag of various wild fruits.

If those vegetables and fruits can't produce fast-fermenting moss, how about trying these strange-shaped wild fruits?

Heidi happily accepted the gift and gave him a big hug.

I don't know if it's because the weather is getting warmer, or because there is really a strange variety among the wild fruits.

She really found a melon like thing.

It appeared to be about the size of a modern day tomato and had been covered in mold when it was brought back.

But after the mold was scraped off and put into the culture medium, the growth rate was more than [-] times that of other bacteria species, so fast that one wondered if something was wrong.

But in the comparison experiment with Staphylococcus aureus, it happily devoured almost all Staphylococcus bacteria, multiplying at the same speed as rabbits and voles.

—It is nothing short of a miracle!

Such a powerful devouring ability, and a staggering development speed.

With it, the preparation of Penicillium should also advance by leaps and bounds.

Heidi took Da Vinci directly to see the latest development in the beef soup tank—the mycelium is uniform and fine, which is much better than before.

The two of them lay beside each other for a long time, smiling like children.

Easter has finally arrived, and the city's theaters are beginning to play out old-fashioned fairy tales, and Judas the traitor is always as bad as a clown.

According to the custom, all of them will go to the Cathedral of Notre Dame Fiore to participate in the prayer and kiss ceremony.

This is an old tradition - as early as two or three hundred years ago, congregants originally kissed each other to give each other peace.

However, because kisses of the opposite sex are likely to cause attacks and smears by pagans, the Holy See later stipulated that congregants are only allowed to kiss the lips of the same sex.

Later, it was changed to kissing metal plates and icons.

They lined up in a long line, handing over metal plates under the watchful eyes of the bishop.

"Peace be with you, my brother."

Lorenzo put down the silver tray, and the people began to bow, kiss and pass one by one.

"—Accompany the holy religion."

Heidi took the silver tray and gave it a casual kiss.

Due to dysmenorrhea, she didn't sleep well all night.

Da Vinci took the silver plate in her hand, and suddenly remembered ancient Greek romance novels, Ovid's poems, and Merod's line "I told the girl she was beautiful, so I followed her." Kissed the icon."

He froze for a moment, realizing that the bishop was watching him, so he lowered his head and kissed him quickly.

But it happened to be where she had just kissed.

Slightly warm with a hint of citrus.

Heidi...

When he came back to his senses, he realized that he was subconsciously taking a deep breath.

The young man glanced at the girl next to him in a panic, but the other girl was looking up at the icon on the stained glass.

The bishop's voice sounded distant and unreal.

"—with your soul."