Chapter 188: A good start

Students in the Imperial College mainly study poetry and books, and also have miscellaneous studies, but miscellaneous studies are mainly numerology and calligraphy. This kind of scientific and technological knowledge has not been opened by the Imperial College.

Chen Wanrong was not surprised at all when they responded, glanced at everyone and asked, "You don't believe it, right?"

"Don't believe it!" A voice of doubt sounded.

Chen Wanrong staggered the piece of paper in his hand and said, "If I turn into a flower, what do you say?"

"Impossible!" The students didn't even think about this.

Chen Wanrong rolled up his sleeves and said, "If you don't show your skills, you would think that General Chen can only blow the air! Take a stick of incense." Chen Wanrong had prepared these props long ago, and the artillery immediately sent incense. Sima Chengzhen cooperated very well, took out the fire and ignited it, and helped Chen Wanrong to light it.

Blowing on the incense head, and when the incense head was burning strongly, Chen Wanrong swept around and saw everyone with disbelief on their faces, opening their mouths wide and looking at the piece of paper in Chen Wanrong's hand desperately.

Although Xu Jian was knowledgeable and a little unbelievable, he just didn't say it out. The Imperial College is the source of poetry and literature, and technology is not their strengths. Everyone is like him and decided to take a good show.

Chen Wanrong put the paper sheet near the incense head, and said it was strange that when the paper sheet was baked, there were clear red dots on it. As time went by, the red dots became more and more, and they were drawn into curves. After a while, a flower had taken shape.

How many students and doctoral students of the Imperial College have seen such strange things? Even if they see them, they will not examine them from a scientific point of view. They will call them strange things. If one is not good, they will be very excited and write a few poems to praise them.

All of them stared at the piece of paper with their eyes wide open, as if the paper was a magnet, and their eyes were iron blocks that attracted the magnet.

Zheng Wanru and Chen Wanrong have been in contact for a lot of time and know that Chen Wanrong's ability is just a little bit he has learned. He saw the students' surprise appearance and was particularly proud. My brother-in-law is so amazing, how can he not be proud of being a brother-in-law?

No one talks, only the breathing of hundreds of people. As the incense head goes on, the curves are increasing. It is definitely a flower, and it is a very beautiful painting.

Speaking of calligraphy and painting, everyone in the Imperial College has good eyesight. From their eyes, you can tell that this flower is from the hands of experts. There is no one in a thousand who can draw lines so beautifully. Even in the Imperial College, a place where dragons and tigers are hidden, I am afraid that there will be no one. Everyone wondered, "Who is this?"

When Chen Wanrong moved the incense head away, a beautiful flower appeared on the piece of paper, bright and colorful. Chen Wanrong shook and asked, "How is it? Have I bragged?"

The students didn't speak and made a burst of hilarious noises. This is also the answer, the best answer!

"General Chen, what is the truth?" Xu Jian asked in a daze.

This is exactly what the students are asking, all of whom looked at Chen Wanrong nervously, hoping that he would give an answer.

Chen Wanrong did not answer the question and staggered the piece of paper in his hand: "I gave this flower to someone, is anyone who wants it?"

Isn't it just a laugh, the students didn't care, and no one answered. Gao Jian stood up and said, "General Chen, can you give it to me?"

He drank with Chen Wanrong and believed that his relationship with Chen Wanrong was extraordinary. Everything Chen Wanrong gave was willing to get it.

Chen Wanrong smiled and said, "Gao Jian, I'll give it to you if you want this thing. However, I'm afraid it's not safe enough in you, so I'd better give it to Lord Xu. Lord Xu, are you?"

Gao Jian looked disappointed and didn't believe Chen Wanrong's words at all. Due to etiquette, Xu Jian had to nod and said, "General Chen met his love, and Xu Jian accepted it."

Chen Wanrong seemed to have not heard the coldness in his words, and put the incense head in a corner that had not been baked. In just a while, a line of words appeared on the sheet of paper. Chen Wanrong handed the sheet of paper to Xu Jian and said, "Mr. Xu, you have a good vision. This is the work of Mr. Wu Daozi and Wu. Please accept it!"

Who doesn’t know Wu Daozi’s name in Chang’an? Who doesn’t know? In the Imperial College, Wu Daozi has a sacred status and he wants to get his calligraphy. Xu Jian absolutely didn’t believe it, and thought it was Chen Wanrong who was urging him. After taking it, he saw that the inscription was Wu Daozi’s handwriting. He looked at the curve carefully for a while. Yes, it was Wu Daozi’s handwriting!

Although Xu Jian had extraordinary knowledge, he was still willing to get Wu Daozi's handwriting. He suddenly got Wu Daozi's calligraphy and felt as if he had obtained the most treasure. He couldn't let go of it. His old face was shining with glory. He was so happy that he opened his mouth and kept saying, "Thank you General Chen, thank you General Chen!"

This time, when I came to the Imperial College to pick people, I was going to fight against the idea of ​​becoming officials and making money. The more the noise Chen Wanrong made, the more novel the ideas they thought, the more unexpected they were, the greater the possibility of success. It was from this point of view that Chen Wanrong did not say that he was picking people, but said that he gave them insight, which was to arouse their interests.

In order to make the noise bigger, Chen Wanrong used all the people who could use it. Can Wu Daozi be an exception? Unfortunately, Wu Daozi is too famous to show up, otherwise he would not want to pick people and go to see Wu Daozi.

Gao Jian was extremely dissatisfied and asked angrily: "General Chen, it is clearly what I want, why don't you give it to me?"

Chen Wanrong pointed at him and said, "Look at them, look at their eyes. Even if you give this thing to you, can you guarantee that you can still have it tomorrow?"

Wu Daozi's calligraphy is a treasure. Although it is valuable, it also causes trouble. All the students' eyes are full of admiration. If they really want to give it to him, how long can he keep it? This is really a problem.

Although Gao Jian was very angry, he had to admit that Chen Wanrong was kind-hearted and had to sit down angrily.

Chen Wanrong's voice raised Lao Gao: "Mr. Xu, there is another thing I want to remind you. This is the first time Mr. Wu has made a painting with this method, which is of great significance!"

Xu Jian nodded at first, and was very grateful that he was so lucky that he could have such a meaningful painting. However, he immediately asked curiously, "General Chen, what method did Mr. Wu use to draw this painting?"

What he was waiting for was his words. With his words, Chen Wanrong could save a lot of talk and nodded, "Mr. Xu is happy, I will show off my skills and explain it to Master Xu. If it doesn't catch Master Xu's eyes, please forgive me!"

"Oh, General Chen, where have you said? I am so grateful to you for resolving my doubts." Xu Jian wanted to know Wu Daozi's method so much, so he was very grateful.

Chen Wanrong ordered, and the soldiers brought a basin of water. Chen Wanrong took out a piece of saltpeter and held it high in his hand. His voice increased: "This method is worthless, it is this saltpeter."

"No way? Can saltpeter be so useful?" Dr. Chai disbelief first.

Chen Wanrong did not answer and shouted: "Gao Jian!"

Gao Jianzheng was sulking for losing Wu Daozi's handwriting. He screamed at Chen Wanrong and was stunned. Then he understood and stood up suddenly. He asked in surprise: "General Chen, are you calling me?"

"Can you come up?" Chen Wanrong waved to him.

Such a beautiful thing is unsuccessful, will Gao Jian not come? He responded happily and trotted over. Zheng Wanru looked unhappy and kept winking at Chen Wanrong. Chen Wanrong waved his hand and said, "Wanru, come too, help Gao Jian to take action."

Zheng Wanru responded happily and trotted up to pick her brother-in-law, which was very honored.

"Gao Jian, you transform saltpeter into water, dip it with a pen, and draw things on the paper. Draw whatever you want, as you wish. When it is dry, you bake the paper with incense head, and the patterns you draw will appear." Chen Wanrong did not hide his own personal information. These things are just tricks for chemistry experts.

Gao Jian didn't believe it and hesitated not to take action. Zheng Wanru had known this trick for a long time, but when she did something that showed her face in public, she was still excited and picked up the saltpeter and turned into water.

Gao Jian reacted and quickly spread the paper, dipped it on the paper with a pen and started drawing it. From time to time, he glanced at the flowers painted by Wu Daozi in Xu Jian's hand, and actually drew the flowers in the same gourd.

When the drawing is finished, put down the pen and wait for drying.

This matter is not difficult for Sima Chengzhen, Zheng Wanru and others. However, for the students of the Imperial College, it is unimaginable. They all stared at the paper with wide eyes, hoping to get it done earlier.

"Time flies so slowly!" The students all thought to themselves.

Time passed silently and finally it was dry. Gao Jian excitedly picked up the paper, and Zheng Wanru took the incense head and started baking. It was strange that it was just like the moment. First, some red dots appeared, then the curve, and then a flower.

It is also a painting of flowers. Compared with Wu Daozi's paintings, Gao Jian's brushwork is simply the difference between a baby and a giant, which is terrible. However, no one laughed because the student was so surprised that he even forgot about ridicule.

Chen Wanrong slowly glanced at everyone, and his eyes finally stopped on Xu Jian. Xu Jian clasped his fists, looked ashamed and sighed: "So the wonderful things in the world are so simple! I've seen it, I've seen it!"

This is right. As long as you find the rules, the veil of mystery will be unveiled. There is no secret to it. This is science!

As the students nodded and admired, Chen Wanrong said something that they had even more unexpected: "Mr. Xu, is this amazing? There is something even more amazing! Today, I will give you a big gift, so you can see it enough. You all know that General Chen is also the founder of Chen's Chemical Industry. Do you know how perfume is made?"

Perfume is in Chang'an, and who doesn't know about it in Imperial College? No! Although perfume is very expensive, many of the students in Imperial College have money and are still buying it.

The fragrance of perfume in the air can be asked as long as there is not any problem with the nose.

As soon as they talked about this, the students' interest increased sharply and asked in unison: "General Chen, aren't you going to tell us how to make perfume?"

Perfume is so magical. If you know how to make it, you will be willing to give 10,000 taels of gold. No, 100,000 taels or a million taels. However, this is a priceless treasure. No matter how much money is, Chen Wanrong can't tell others.

The students didn't have much hope, but to their surprise, Chen Wanrong nodded: "That's right! I plan to tell you the way of making perfume. However, I have to remind you that even if you know how to make perfume, it is useless, because you don't have the raw materials!"

Perfume has different fragrances according to different formulas, and Chen Wanrong can't control this. What Chen Wanrong can control is the raw materials. Even if the students know the formula, there is no use without essence oil. Chen Wanrong doesn't have to worry about leaking secrets.

Even so, it would be a pleasure to have a glimpse of the production of perfume. Perfume has a great impact. Not only are the students curious, but even the great scholars of the Imperial College, such as Xu Jian, were also surprised by Mo Ming.

Ye Tianheng has used perfume and likes perfume, but he doesn't know how to make perfume. When he heard this, his face turned red and his eyes were blistering: "My friend, aren't you lying, are you?"

Chen Wanrong did not answer: "I won't explain the way to make perfume. I'd better ask Taoist Sima to explain this matter! Do you want to listen to Taoist Sima's explanation?"

Sima Chengzhen is famous all over the world. Not everyone in the Imperial College. At least most people know his name and know that he is a guest of Ruizong. I didn’t expect that he would be lucky enough to see him. So do you still need to ask?

Only those who kick the donkey in the head are unwilling to do so!

The students were talking and talking, and the surprise was beyond words. Chen Wanrong saw it and was happy in his heart. It was right to bring Sima Chengzhen to help!

It would be even better if Wu Daozi could be brought here, but Wu Daozi was too famous and was afraid of causing chaos, so he could only give up his love.

"Please ask for it!" Chen Wanrong turned sideways and asked to go aside.

Sima Chengzhen took a step forward and asked with one hand: "Dear students: Sima Chengzhen is polite here!"

A polite word of meeting attracted the students' screams.

Sima Chengzhen continued: "General Chen asked me to demonstrate the perfume method to my classmates. I am very honored. To be honest, I learned the perfume from General Chen. If there is anything I can't do, I would like to forgive me!"

"Master, do it quickly! Let's wait and see!" The students urged in unison.

Sima Chengzhen smiled slightly, took out a few porcelain bottles and placed them on the table. The students originally thought that the perfume was so magical, but Sima Chengzhen's demonstration must be unexpected. Unexpectedly, he actually made some bottles and jars, and couldn't help but feel disappointed.

"Do you think these things are useless? I tell you that the ingredients here are essential for making perfume. You all know that I have prepared a perfume, and smell it and make people feel out of the world. Today, I will demonstrate it to you." Sima Chengzhen's smile remained unchanged.

Among the perfumes sold by Chen Wanrong, the most popular one among men is the perfume made by Sima Chengzhen. The students used this perfume for five or six hundred, and there were as many as three or two hundred. When they heard this, they all felt energetic and opened their eyes wide to look at Sima Chengzhen's every move.

"Before I'm going to show my demonstration, please help me smell the smell in this bottle." Sima Chengzhen bowed with one hand and said, "Mr. Xu, please!"

Xu Jian was really curious, and he didn't care about it. He stepped forward, picked up a porcelain bottle, pulled out the stopper, smelled it, and wrinkled his nose: "It's not that smell!" He put it down and opened another one, but it was still not the scent of dust that he wanted to smell.

I smelled all the porcelain bottles, but I couldn't find the smell he wanted to smell, and I couldn't help but feel disappointed: "Master Taoist, there is no such thing as you deserve."

"Mr. Xu, it's right not!" Sima Chengzhen said enough to confuse the knowledgeable Xu Jianlu: "No, I'll make it!"

He rolled up his sleeves, picked up the bottles and jars, and tinkered with it. The students' eyes wider than the copper bell, staring at his every move without missing any details.

Such a beautiful thing may not be encountered in ten lives. If you miss a small detail, you will regret it for your whole life!

"Can there be that scent of dust?" Xu Jian was suspicious until Sima Chengzhen stopped and said, "Mr. Xu, please smell it!"

Xu Jian was not polite either. He took it from Sima Chengzhen, put it on his nose and sniffed it, and his eyes closed involuntarily.

It doesn't matter if he closed his eyes, but the students screamed and asked in a suffocating manner: "Is it that smell? Is it that smell?" Looking at their anxious appearance, I wish I could snatch it from Xu Jian and smell it clearly.

"No..." Xu Jian finally opened his eyes with a look of enjoyment.

The students sighed, and were disappointed. Before the sighs fell, Xu Jian continued, "That's strange!"

Xu Jian's great scholar has always been well organized in his speech. There have been such inconsistent things in his life. It is really too magical and unthinkable. Who would have thought that such a wonderful perfume was made of irrelevant things.
To be continued...