Looking at the confusing gazes of the three, Zhao Ping smiled slightly.

Zhao Ping put the glass cup into a pot, which contained hot water.

The water temperature is not very high, not much higher than the temperature in summer.

Zhao Ping put it into the pot and continued to stir with a glass stick.

This glass cup is very large, about one foot high and has a diameter of half a foot. It was specially used by Zhao Ping for experiments, and its volume is about two liters.

Qiu Ruoshui was very careful. He looked at Zhao Ping holding a glass cup in one hand and stirring constantly, and asked worriedly: "Little saint, is it hot?"

"You can try it if it's not hot." Zhao Ping shook his head and smiled at Qiu Ruoshui.

Qiu Ruoshui really stepped forward and touched the glass cup, nodded: "Little saint, it's really not hot."

"It's strange, it's strange." Huang Xiaoniu stared at the things in the glass cup, "This thing actually melted."

"That's right, it's melted, it's melted." Qiu Ruoshui clapped his palms, his eyes flashed with little stars, and he said happily, "The little saint is so amazing."

Zhao Ping did not dare to be careless and said in a deep voice: "Get a glass funnel and filter paper."

The funnel is inverted triangles and a slender tube is below.

Filter paper is a kind of coarse paper with subtle pores. It plays a filtering role, so it is called filter paper.

Cui Zhu had already prepared the glass funnel and wooden funnel rack and placed it in front of Zhao Ping.

Zhao Ping tilted the glass cup to let the melted things inside flow into the funnel along the glass stick.

There is still a glass cup under the funnel, which is about the same size.

About half a incense stick, the filtration is completed.

Qiu Ruoshui patted his little hands and looked at the filtered things, and was surprised: "The little saint is so amazing. As expected, this thing turns from black to earthy yellow."

"That's right, the little saint is so powerful that it turns into magic." Huang Xiaoniu couldn't believe his eyes. He rubbed his eyes and pinched his fingers. He felt pain and believed that this was true.

"I have said that there is no thing that the young man cannot do." Cuizhu didn't see it, but looked at Zhao Ping affectionately, her eyes getting brighter and brighter.

Qiu Ruoshui sniffed it with her nose, wrinkled her small nose, and shook her head: "Little saint, it seems to have a smell."

"Little saint, can't the taste be completely removed?" Huang Xiaoniu asked with some concern.

"Of course there is a way." Zhao Ping smiled slightly and put the yellowed ore grease into a water bath pot made of iron tools.

The water bath pot has four holes, each with a cover of varying sizes, and the large cover is covered with a small cover.

Zhao Ping tried it, chose a suitable lid, and let the glass cup enter the water bath pot.

He said in a deep voice to Qiu Ruoshui: "Add the fire and boil the water."

Qiu Ruoshui didn't know why the little saint did this. Thinking of what Cuizhu said, I believe the little saint is right.

She immediately increased the firepower and the water soon boiled.

Soon after the water boiled, the ore oil not only completely melted, but also became clearer, like egg whites.

"It's true that there is a strange smell, it's now emitted." Huang Xiaoniu sniffed it with his nose, looked at Zhao Ping, and showed an admirable look.

Cuizhu also sniffed it with her nose, feeling a little puzzled: "This tastes so strange, it has fragrance, sourness, and smelly."

"With these strange smells, can anyone use them?" Huang Xiaoniu looked question marks.

Qiu Ruoshui thought about it and asked herself: "It's so weird, not to mention beauty, it's almost the same as distortion."

"Little saint, this mineral lime comes from underground, how does it come about?" Huang Xiaoniu thought further and boldly asked another question.

The three of them finished chattering and looked at Zhao Ping together, hoping that he could explain.

How did it come about? It was just that animals and plants were formed by high temperature and high pressure underground for many years.

This not only involves animal and plant corpses, but also involves crustal movement.

Can you explain this? I'm afraid the more you draw it, the darker it becomes.

The ancients would not accept these things at all, but instead questioned their own problems.

What is an earthquake? It is because the emperor loses virtue and it is God who comes to punish the emperor.

What is an earthquake? It was caused by the turn of Aolong.

What is the Aolong? It is like the dragon carrying heavy objects in the tomb.

But this Aolong is not a thing that carries the tomb, but the earth.

It turns over and will naturally be an earthquake.

If Zhao Ping said that earthquakes were crustal movements, they would definitely be abandoned by the world.

Zhao Ping secretly sighed that he had made a mistake. He originally wanted the three of them to see the process, but he did not expect that he would ask a lot of questions.

The three of them are all beautiful ladies. If they don’t explain clearly, they are extremely likely to refuse to use them.

"Very simple," Zhao Ping glanced at the three young ladies and then asked, "Have you heard of ten years of trees, but a hundred years of trees?"

"Of course I've heard of it." Cui Zhu nodded, still puzzled, "But what does it have to do with this mineral lime?"

"Become a demon for thousands of years, and become an immortal for thousands of years." Zhao Ping sighed.

When Cuizhu heard this, she felt even more confused: "What is the monster that has become a thousand years old and a fairy that has become a thousand years old?"

"These are actually the remains of the remains of the fairies and immortals after they turn into immortals. They are buried underground and eventually turned into mineral liquor." Zhao Ping sighed one by one, and was eager to do it.

Now if animals and plants are buried underground to isolate the air and formed by high temperature and high pressure, they must not understand.

Not only do I not understand, but I also think it is the formation of animals and plants. How disgusting it is.

Not only do they not know how to use it, they also refuse.

What to do? The saying of gods and fairies has been popular in China since ancient times.

Now, adding legends of immortals and fairies to mineral liquor is not only very easy for them to accept, but also can improve the level of mineral liquor.

You should know that these minerals are not ordinary items, but are transformed from the remains of the demon spirit and immortals. How tall and powerful.

Huang Xiaoniu felt incredible and widened his eyes: "Really, fake?"

"Of course it's true." Qiu Ruoshui answered immediately.

Huang Xiaoniu thought it was Cui Zhu who answered, but Qiu Ruoshui who answered.

After all, it is really normal for Cuizhu to blindly worship the little saints.

However, she never expected that the answer to her question was Qiu Ruoshui, the best friend of handkerchiefs.

Huang Xiaoniu asked coldly: "Sister, how do you prove it is true?"

She is a straightforward person who doesn't like it and her face will immediately appear.

"Because there is Kunlun Mountain, which is where the gods live, this is proof." Facing Huang Xiaoniu's Buji, Qiu Ruoshui still answered with a smile.

"Indeed, I didn't think of this when I brought Kunlun Mountain closer." Huang Xiaoniu scratched his forehead, thought for a while, and said in surprise.

Zhao Ping did not expect that Qiu Ruoshui would take the initiative to round it up for him.

Cuizhu didn't say anything, but she still believed him as always.

However, Huang Xiaoniu seemed not easy to be fooled. She blinked her eyes and said, "It seems that there are still hundreds of miles from Qingtang to Kunlun Mountain, so it cannot be so far."

"Kunlun is a mountain, and Tubo is also a mountain. There are too many gods in Kunlun. Kunlun lives in the mountain of all gods, and even the Queen Mother lives there. The fairies and the little fairies can of course be squeezed together with the great gods. Tubo is not far from there, and it can also stick to the fairy spirit. Where does the demon spirit live? They live in the cave to practice. So after they ascend to heaven, after thousands of years, their remaining bodies gradually turned into mineral liquor." Zhao Ping had an idea and talked with joy.

"Little saint, mineral liquor is the remains of ancient gods and fairies. So what's going on with oil?" Huang Xiaoniu's big eyes kept blinking, and his eyes flashed.

This Huang Xiaoniu is really a curious baby, and has rich association ability. He actually associates oil from mineral lipox to oil.

Petroleum, also known as fierce tincture oil, tincture oil, stone paint, etc. in the Song Dynasty, was named by Shen Kuo in "Mengxi Bitan".

In fact, Huang Xiaoniu was not wrong. Oil and mineral liquor were both corpses of animals and plants in ancient times. They were formed over the years under high temperature and high pressure conditions in isolation of air conditions.

Later, science developed to a certain extent, and even extracted petrolatum from oil. It can be said that petrolatum and petrolatum have great similarities.

When Qiu Ruoshui heard Huang Xiaoniu say this, he felt it was very reasonable and looked at Zhao Ping with curiosity in his eyes.

Although Cuizhu didn't speak, it was the first time she heard about this, and her eyes were also full of curiosity.

It seems that these three little ladies must be convinced, otherwise their questioning will drive you crazy.

Zhao Ping smiled slightly, glanced at the three of them, and then asked, "Pangu creates the world, you know."

"Of course I know this." Huang Xiaoniu flashed her big eyes again, "But what does this have to do with oil?"

"Of course it's related. Pangu's blood turned into rivers, the breath he exhaled turned into wind, and his sweat turned into rain and dew. You all know these." Zhao Ping talked happily.

"Of course I know this." Huang Xiaoniu nodded, and she immediately asked again when she was acute, "But this has nothing to do with oil."

Zhao Ping was not anxious because Huang Xiaoniu was anxious, but still said: "But what about the oil on Pangu's body? Have you ever thought about it?"

"Oh, I know, it turns out that the oil on Pangu's body has turned into oil." Qiu Ruoshui tilted his little head, felt that he was very smart, and said with his slender hands.

Cuizhu looked at the ore lime in the glass cup in the water bath pot at this time, stepped forward and sniffed it, looking at Zhao Ping and said softly: "Young man, it seems that there is no smell."

Hearing Cui Zhu's words, Qiu Ruoshui and Huang Xiaoniu also stepped forward and sniffed them repeatedly.

"Little saint, it really has no taste. Can you use it?" Although Qiu Ruoshui is slow, she can't wait for this beauty thing.
To be continued...