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The clear mixed solution of potassium hydroxide and sodium hydroxide is heated, and the crystals dissolved in it gradually precipitate out.

These two alkaline solutions are similar in appearance to the precipitated crystals, and no difference can be detected under these conditions, but the solubility of sodium hydroxide is lower than that of potassium hydroxide, and it will precipitate out first after heating, so Song Shi heated it for a while. The first crystals are filtered out, and then boiled.

Although doing so can't guarantee complete purity, the main component of plant ash is potassium carbonate, and a small amount of sodium carbonate in it should not affect too much.

Anyway, it will be used as a low-concentration liquid at that time.

Song Shi even confessed that he had never had a date in his previous life, and he didn't have to hide anything else. He simply handed the glass rod to Huan Ling, and confessed to him the most important thing that he had deceived his superiors and colleagues: "Use plant ash to boil The main substance contained in the alkali that comes out is called potassium carbonate..."

Potassium carbonate and lime are used to synthesize potassium hydroxide, and potassium hydroxide and manganese dioxide are used to synthesize potassium manganate. Potassium manganate is heated and fed with carbon dioxide to produce potassium permanganate.

Huan Ling made him talk in a fog, and it took him a lot of effort to accept these novel and unheard of names.Fortunately, it's just that the name is weird, and the things he has seen with his own eyes and made with his own hands, so he doesn't completely understand them like listening to the heavenly scriptures.

When Taoists concoct alchemy, don't they always call it in cryptic language, so that ordinary people can't break through the way of alchemy?

He quickly lost the confusion of these names when he first came into contact with them, and realized the benefits of these chemical names - just by listening to the words used in the names of these stone medicines, he can guess which medicine is made of which medicine, Compared with his early medical studies, it is not difficult to remember the monarchs, ministers and envoys when he was learning to dispense medicine.It's just that when dispensing medicine according to this, it is a little troublesome to calculate the quantity first, and what formula to balance.

But he is good at arithmetic, and it is not difficult to measure materials, and it is quite fun to concoct medicine with his junior and younger brothers.Just like when they were officials in Fujian, the two worked together for the livelihood of the people. They share the same mind and support each other...

Why, then it was not as good as it is now, and now it is a boudoir delight.

His brows and eyes are slightly curved, his eyes are rolling, and his face is covered with a thick cloth towel, and he can see that look of complacency.Song Shi couldn't help but raised his elbow and tapped his waist lightly, telling him to calm down and finish his work before talking.

The two of them tossed and locked in the side courtyard for half a night, and finally tossed out a crucible of black and purple powder, put it on the hot kang and slowly dried it, and put it all into a porcelain medicine bottle.

It took so many days to make such a small amount of medicine, it would be a pity not to try it...

Song Shi pursed his lips, pondered for a long time on the bottle of potassium permanganate, stroked his waist unconsciously, and finally gave up the idea of ​​experiencing it himself, and went to the kitchen to fetch water to dip the bottom of the crucible. The medicinal noodles were soaked, and the water color was almost rose red. I washed two pears and tried it out.

After baking around the crucible for a long time, eat a pear to refresh yourself.

The two couldn't share the pears, so they happened to be one for each of them. They had just warmed up by the stove and ate a cold pear, which quenched their thirst and refreshed their minds.

Huan Ling watched him soak the pears in rose-red hot water, and knew that the water was poisonous. When he took the pears in his hands, he always felt that the skin was still a little pink and couldn't be washed clean.It can be seen that Song Shi took a big bite without blinking, and he was also cruel, risking his life to accompany the gentleman, and also took a bite hard.

If it's really poisonous, let's beg for rest tomorrow.

But after one bite, the cool and refreshing pear juice pours into the mouth, without any evil taste, and the pear meat is still the crisp and juicy pear meat.He ate a few more mouthfuls, but it tasted exactly like pear meat, without any medicinal taste.

If there is any difference, it is probably because his junior brother washed it with his own hands, without peeling and cutting it into pieces, which is more luscious and juicy than eating small pieces in ordinary times?

After eating the whole pear, there was no abnormal feeling in the mouth and throat, but the taste of the pear in his stomach aroused hunger. He pressed Qingming's stomach and realized that he had boiled the medicine for most of the night.

How was it that he didn't feel sleepy or tired, or even aware of the passage of time?

Huan Ling threw the pear pits on a plate aside, got up and said, "I asked Ah Feng to find the cook to cook something to eat, and you also eat something to cushion your stomach before going to sleep, otherwise it will be bad for your stomach if you are hungry for a long time."

Song Shigang also ate a pear, a bit appetizing, and remembered that there was no one in the kitchen long ago, and it was not worth tossing so many people up for a late-night snack, so he waved to him: "It's late at night, what is your name? Just cook some noodles and we can eat."

The ready-made plant ash alkali is given away to others, how can I not try it myself?

He pushed Huan Ling away, went to the kitchen and washed his hands with hot water on the stove, then broke a piece of alkali cake and smashed it open, scooped a bowl of noodles and poured it on the board, carefully pushed it apart, sprinkled a pinch of salt and a pinch of alkali, poured it on Knead the water into a slightly hard dough, cover it with a damp cloth and throw it aside to wake up.

He hasn't learned any noodle cooking skills either, basically from the cooking shows of various gourmet shows, and it all depends on his courage to get started.But there is a pot of chicken soup boiled during the day under the kitchen. The chicken oil is yellow and coagulated on the top, and the soup underneath has frozen into jelly. No matter how you cook it, it will not taste bad.The two big men don't have to think about losing weight or not, so they simply don't skim the oil, and then they bring a cabbage over and cut the leaves twice.

He dug out the chicken soup and poured it into the pot, added a handful of firewood to the bottom stove, lit the hay with a candle and threw it in to start the fire. When the firewood was peeling off, it happened that Huan Ling mixed a basin of warm water and a towel for him. Come on, wash your hands and rub your face.

After waking up, the dough became a little easier to knead. He kneaded twice more vigorously, until it was hard, and rolled it into thin slices with a large rolling pin.The first time he did it, the roll wasn't very full, but it was generally passable.If there is a broken place, pull it over the side and press it. If it is too thick, press it with your hand until it is almost flat. Then fold it into several layers like paper, and cut it into thin strips with a knife.

When the chicken soup boiled, he added two spoonfuls of salt to taste the saltiness, then shook the noodles and threw them down. After boiling for two rolls, he added cabbage leaves. After thinking about it, he put two poached eggs in it. , Watching the noodle soup rolling away, smelling the rich aroma of chicken soup in the air, I was still full of complacency.

Huan Ling didn't pay much attention to what a gentleman would do, he stayed away from the kitchen, and followed him to watch him cook the noodles.

But Song Shi can still be regarded as a theoretical school. This guy didn't even have experience in watching people cook, so he stood behind with his hands in his hands, and advised him not to do it himself, or call the cook; ; for a while fetching water to help him wash his hands;

It was as if the can of chicken soup was not left over by the cook, but boiled out by himself.

Song Shi told him to be overjoyed, took a few chopsticks noodles into the bowl with long wooden chopsticks, picked up some cabbage, put a poached egg in it, poured the soup and handed it to him, filled a bowl himself, and sat at a long table beside him. to eat.

In fact, the noodles are thin in some places and thick in some places, and you can even eat dry undercooked noodle cores. The soup is also muddy, the cabbage leaves are boiled soft, and the eggs are old, which is really not delicious.But the two of them worked so hard that they didn't sleep until midnight, and their stomachs were already empty. Eating a bowl of hot noodle soup just out of the pot in the cold night was not only filling their stomachs, but the warmth penetrated from their stomachs to their whole bodies. It is more comfortable than sitting in the house and eating a table feast exquisitely.

Huan Ling ate this simple bowl of noodle soup, but felt that it was much better than all the delicacies he had eaten in his life. The chicken soup was delicious, and the noodles were full of meat flavor. Could it be that he is still a master of Yi Ya? Why is it so delicious to cook just any noodle soup?"

Song Shi was not modest either, and said complacently: "There is no one else, but you are familiar with it." In his previous life, he was also a person who cooked instant noodles for many years. This kind of person who has never entered the kitchen door can be regarded as a master of cooking.

He drank the last sip of chicken soup, and Fang Fei said: "Actually, I did have a previous life, but it's not as great as you said. I'm just an ordinary person. I don't know as much as I do in this life."

If you learn some history, the history of this world has also changed; if you learn some mathematics, physics and chemistry, you will return it to the teacher after graduating from high school; Some characteristics cannot be revealed due to lack of time; let’s learn some tourism, the current public facilities are insufficient, the road traffic is not perfect, tourism is just a game for wealthy literati...

On the contrary, after timetraveling, he opened the Jinjiang literature website, was admitted to the top prize, and even got off the list... If he saw his life in the history books in his previous life, at least he would not be envious of the same name and different life for a few seconds?

After doing the calculations, except that the Jinjiang Documentation Network is brought in, the other two things are inseparable from this good wife in front of him. He was even more ambitious, threw the bowl away, wiped his mouth, and kissed Huan Ling on the face: "Use us At that time, it was said that on my Sanyuan Jidi archway, there is half of me and half of you."

Huan Ling clasped his waist, pushed him to sit on his lap, read that sentence a few times, and said with a smile: "The people there are really interesting, so I also have you in my fourth-grade supplementary clothes now." Half of it? Why haven’t I heard such a nice word before?”

He asked a little cautiously: "Which dynasty were you from in your previous life? Do you still remember the old name hometown?"

...The ancients were quite open to this aspect?Or is Huan Ling particularly courageous?Knowing that he is the reincarnation of an old ghost, it's fine if you're not afraid, but you still want to explore the mystery of his past life like a web editor on the hunting strange website?

Forget it, anyway, there is no ex, no blind date, there is nothing that cannot be let him know.

He was finally able to put on the posture of an elder in an open and righteous manner, patted Huan Ling on the shoulder, and said majestically: "This is not a place to talk, let's talk when we go back to the room!"

Well, that's it... no, no, wait a minute!Can't you let him go and let him go? How decent is it to hold him like this!The following guilty!Just now I asked him which dynasty he was respected by in his previous life!

Uncle Song scolded him all the way in a low voice, but Xiao Huan carried him from the big kitchen and walked directly to his yard, then took off his coat, boots and socks, and stuffed him into the warm bedding.

... Forget it, don't care about children.

Song Shi leaned on a feathered Hanlin waist cushion beside the bed rail, and calmly waved to Huan Ling: "Come on. It's a long story, but my name hasn't changed, and there are no characters. You can call me whatever you want." That's fine. In fact, it should be less than 600 years from my last life..."

The question is that these two timelines are different, do they count as one world?Do you want to stop telling him about parallel spaces?

He only thought about it for a while, and Huan Ling calculated that 600 years ago was the reign of Emperor Wenzong of Tang Dynasty, and sighed: "It turns out that my virtuous brother was a figure in the Tang Dynasty in his previous life, no wonder he is so romantic and talented!"

Song Shi came back to his senses, and said a little embarrassedly: "Hey, this counts backwards. I was born 600 years later. But although I was born a little later, I was older than you when I died in my previous life. According to the international As usual, you can call me Uncle Song."

First determine the nature of your identity, but you can't ask him to act like a senior just because he was born hundreds of years earlier!