Chapter 352: Today is still tomorrow's butt is important

In the past two days, Yang Jingwei has been waiting for the latest news in Shaanxi. It has been a tormenting process. Every day, staring at the sand table in a daze. What happened in Shaanxi and what was doing in Shaanxi are all blind spots, invisible and intangible. Even if it is 700 miles in a hurry, it still takes several days to deliver the news to the capital. Now, it is only 25 or 23. Even as the emperor, he cannot think of any faster way to know the news.

After several days and nights of hard work, the ministers did everything they should do, and it was useless to stay here. Yang Jing also told them to scatter. Yang Jing stood in front of the sand table and stared blankly. There was no way. In this world without telegraphs, telephones, and Internet, the distance between the world was really very big. I never thought that Shaanxi was far away from him before, and that from one place in China to another. In the Ming Dynasty four hundred years ago, Yang Jing personally experienced the greatness of the world. The global village was a myth for the Ming people.

The platform attendants are nervously simulating the possibility of rebellion everywhere in Shaanxi and making plans, nervous and busy, but in Yang Jing's view, these are futile before the news is closer.

Wang Chengen shook his head and looked at the emperor. The emperor had not eaten well for several days and had not had enough sleep. Although there were a lot of ice cubes on this platform, which was quite cool, the emperor probably was still very anxious and his brows were tightening. The red blood in his eyes told Wang Chengen that the emperor had not had enough rest and was very tired.

"Your Majesty, why not eat a piece of watermelon first, it's frozen." Wang Chengen hoped to use something to divert the emperor's attention. The emperor had been dazed at this platform for a whole morning.

Yang Jing had something to do in his mind, and was anxious, so he took the watermelon and ate it a few bites. Then he was still dazed by the sand table. The matter in Shaanxi was too much involved. If it was not handled well, it would be his own nightmare. Compared with Shaanxi, the matter of wild boar skin was not worth mentioning at all.

Wang Chengen was disappointed, his plan failed, and the emperor was still dazed at the platform.

After a while, Wang Chengen came up with another idea, perhaps "save" the emperor from his daze at the platform.

"Your Majesty, there is something I don't know if it's said or not." Wang Chengen tried every means to disturb the emperor, because the emperor was always staring at the platform. Wang Chengen felt that this matter was not a good thing, and he was afraid that the emperor would get a demon of his inner self and hysteria.

Yang Jing was still thinking about Shaanxi, thinking about what else would happen in history, and preparing for countermeasures, but only half of them were concerned about what Wang Chengen said.

"Your Majesty, but still remember that Li Yanyi? That cook who refined oil?" Wang Chengen had no choice, so he also used such a small matter to the emperor, hoping to attract the emperor's attention.

"Li Yanyi? Cook? Refining oil?" Yang Jie only spent half of his thoughts outside, and asked half-dream and half-awake.

"Your Majesty, yes, it's the cook who refining oil, said he was the one who could help His Majesty refine oil. He said he had already refined the oil that His Majesty wanted to refine, and could be used to light the lamp. I would like to ask His Majesty to read..."

Yang Jing's thoughts have only been back. He used it to think about Wang Chengen's words. Oil has been refined? It's so simple? A trace of light burst out from Yang Jing's eyes. What can oil do? Yang Jing knows, so he naturally pays special attention to it.

"Is this coming?" Yang Jing's spirit suddenly grew a higher level.

"Reply to Your Majesty, according to Li Yanyi, it was out. It is said that the strong tincture oil, no, oil, can indeed be refined into the oil as lamp oil. Li Yanyi said that he has found a way and wants to invite His Majesty to go to the imperial examination..." Wang Chengen breathed a little relieved when he saw that the emperor cared about this thing very much. It seemed that this news was good. The emperor attached great importance to it and wanted to break the emperor's daze. It seemed that there was a chance this time.

"Okay! I didn't expect that this guy was still a talent, so he refined the oil?" Yang Jingwei was actually unimaginable. In the late Ming Dynasty, someone would know how to extract oil. Unexpectedly, before he left the imperial city, someone came to tell him that he could extract oil. As for the principle, it also made Yang Jingwei fall into his glasses. If he can refine lard, why can't he refine oil? Since it is all oil, there must be similarities. Oil is obtained from the ground, but it is mixed with some mud and dirty. It is not good to use it for cooking, but it is enough to use it as lamp oil. These "simple" words and theories that cannot be "simple" made Yang Jingwei stunned. This is why Li Yanyi, the guy who refined oil. As for his raw materials, it is just hot turf oil used to defend the city. These are used as weapons. Now, they are all given to Li Yanyi.

"Your Majesty is going to see it?" Wang Chengen hoped that the emperor would walk around and change the environment. The emperor had been dazed at the sand table in Shaanxi for several days, and his eyes were covered with blood. Wang Chengen was afraid that the emperor would not be able to bear it if he continued like this.

"Look, go see." Yang Jingjing couldn't wait. What oil can do. As a later generation, he naturally knew that in addition to producing various oils and materials, there was another important purpose. Fertilizer, this thing is simply the golden thigh given to mankind by God. The yield per mu is doubled, and it is all due to fertilizers. Of course, Yang Jingjing now does not expect to research fertilizers. It is enough to turn oil into lamp oil. Nothing else, it is to increase some labor employment and reduce the pressure in Shaanxi. No matter what, in Shaanxi, it can scoop out oil from the ground.

Although the days were quite vicious, Yang Jie was not afraid at all, which was completely different from the previous behavior of fear of heat. He led a group of people to Li Yanyi's "oil refining workshop".

On the edge of Taiye Pool, I found the place where Li Yanyi refining oil. Because this guy was "playing with fire", the people from the inner court found him a place where he could put out the fire in time. This place was close to the inner school ground, and it was also considered to be with the group of people playing with fire, so as not to scare the nobles in the palace.

Li Yanyi had been waiting for a long time. The news came to him, just as the news came from Shaanxi. So, as soon as the news came in, it was like a mud cow entering the sea. Without any news, Li Yanyi, who was a little disappointed, was overjoyed when he heard the news that the emperor was coming. He was about to develop and develop.

"Long live the emperor, Li Yanyi, the grass man, to see him." Li Yanyi kowtowed seriously. The emperor is everything for him, his hope.

Yang Jie didn't say anything nonsense and asked directly: "Li Yanyi, I heard that you have refined the lamp oil?"

"When you go back to your Majesty, Caomin has indeed refined lamp oil. It can definitely be used to light lamps, there is no problem at all." Li Yanyi replied with great affirmation.

"Okay, okay, okay, show me your sample? Let me tell you how you refined it. If it is true, I will reward you." Yang Jing was quite happy. This news was more valuable than killing thousands of wild boar skins, because the lamp oil industry alone could feed countless people, and also feed people from Shaanxi. This was undoubtedly a very meaningful thing in this particular period of the late Ming Dynasty, and it was far more important than a little military victory.

Li Yanyi carefully took out a porcelain jar and presented it to him.

A eunuch took it, opened the jar, looked, smelled it, and said, "Your Majesty, this seems to have a stinking smell... I'm afraid it's poisonous..." As soon as the eunuch answered, the guards immediately surrounded him, pressed Li Yanyi, removed his arms, and prevented Li Yanyi from moving. What a good guy, it's so lifeless to dare to show the emperor the poison.

Li Yanyi immediately started to scream like a pig.

Fortunately, Yang Jingwei is a time traveler. He has seen kerosene, diesel, gasoline and other oils, and is quite knowledgeable. He said, "Wait, I'll take a look."

"But, Your Majesty, this smells bad, I'm afraid it's poisonous..." the eunuch said in embarrassment.

"Give it..."

Seeing that the emperor had no choice but to hand it over. Yang Jie took the jar and saw that there was some turbid oil inside. He smelled the smell from afar, which had the special smell of petroleum products.

"Okay, let him go. This is not a poison. It should be like this when oil was refined!" Yang Jingwei was not sure that this must be kerosene. He hasn't dealt with kerosene for too long. Maybe it's diesel, maybe it's kerosene, diesel, or gasoline and other oil mixture. Anyway, it's true that it's refined from oil. Yang Jingwei didn't expect to extract pure kerosene or diesel, just wait for lamp oil.

The guards let Li Yanyi go. After letting go, Li Yanyi's hand was removed and he picked up the guards again. After a while, he recovered. His face turned pale and his face was sweating. He looked at Yang Jie in fear, and was very grateful again.

"By your Majesty, this is really lamp oil. When the little one is refined from the hot ignition oil, it is like this. The little one uses it to light the lamp. It is indeed OK. It is very bright... The little one has no courage to murder Your Majesty!" Li Yanyi explained in fear.

"Well, okay, look at it." Yang Jie said.

Li Yanyi's hands that were removed by the guards had recovered. With some trembling, he poured the oil from the porcelain jar into an oil lamp, then lit the wick, and the lamp lit it. Since it was daytime, the light was not very bright. It looked like the light of the oil lamp was almost faint.

Li Yanyi was so scared that his pale face became even more scared. The lights were lighted in broad daylight. If the emperor looked down on him and said he was lying to him, he would be afraid that the head would be lost. The impression the guards had given him just now was too profound. The emperor's authority really made Li Yanyi feel the threat of death.

"Not bad, not bad, interesting, Li Yanyi, tell me, how did you refine lamp oil in this oil?" Yang Jingwei looked at it and had already determined that this thing is a petroleum product. As for kerosene, lamp oil, gasoline, diesel, Yang Jingwei was not sure. Judging from the liquid, it was still very turbid, which should be the reason for impurity of refining. However, as long as it can be used, it would be fine. As for the others, Yang Jingwei did not plan to ask too much.

Speaking of this, Li Yanyi became normal. These days, he has been doing this day and night. As a chef, he also used the theory of being a chef.

"Reply to Your Majesty, this is actually simple. The grass people saw this fierce tinder oil. No, oil, but oil was poured into the mud and mixed with more mud. So the small one treated it as a dead pig and dog and rotted it in the mud pond. They directly refined the oil by refining the oil. Unexpectedly, it was really similar to refining lard. As the oil was refining, the oil was layered. The slag was below, and the clearer oil was on the top. The same principle as lard. When the grass people refined, they found that it did not cover the lid. Finally,

The oil was gone, and Caomin felt that it had something to do with steaming rice. When steaming rice, the lid was not covered tightly, and the rice would not be cooked after the air was discharged. So Caomin surrounded the lid with a strip of cloth to prevent it from leaking air, and then pressed the lid with a large stone. Unexpectedly, it was much easier to refine the oil. There were more clear layers of oil. The small ones had already refined more than a dozen bottles, and they could be used as lamp oil..." Li Yanyi seriously used his unique refining theory to tell how to extract oil.

After hearing this, Yang Jie wanted to laugh. Yixiao, the pioneer of the oil industry, would actually be a chef; Erxiao, the refining of oil is the same as refining lard; Sanxiao, he could also start the oil industry in the late Ming Dynasty, although the soil can no longer be more soiled.

Yang Jing sighed, the wisdom of the working people in ancient times cannot be underestimated.

"Okay, since you can refine it, that's good. By the way, in two days, you will go to Liulizhai and where can I buy some glass tubes, glass jars, and glass bottles so that you can observe the oil refining process and see how the oil is divided into different levels. In addition, buy more thermometers in Liulizhai to see what the temperature of how many degrees has an impact on oil refining. Record the rules. If you want to refine this oil, you must find a solution as soon as possible. I have great use. This time, if you have the credit, I will reward you with a Jinyiwei Baihu. Haha, this is a real brand, and your sons and grandchildren can all be mixed in Jinyiwei..." Yang Jing smiled. Li Yanyi was an official fan. At the beginning, he asked himself if Jinyiwei Baihu was hereditary.

Li Yanyi opened his mouth wide and looked at him at a loss. This is the Jinyiwei household? This is the official?

"Congratulations to Li Baihu, now you are an official, and your wishes are fulfilled, but you are not grateful?" Wang Chengen said with a smile. He has always had a good impression of those who followed the emperor.

Li Yanyi realized this and fell to the ground and kowtowed to thank him.

"Okay, Li Yanyi, you have to continue working hard to find a way to refine lamp oil on a large scale. You must dare to innovate, think and do it. This is your true nature. If you didn't dare to think and do it, you are still a chef now. But now, you are already a household in the Jinyiwei. Do you understand? Don't be afraid of things... Do you know how much lamp oil and how many candles I have to burn in the Ming Dynasty every year? This business is a big business. If you can succeed, I will reward you with some shares so that your descendants can have no worries about food and clothing." Yang Jing said with a smile.

Li Yanyi thanked him again, kowtowed him again, and cried to tears. The emperor's grace was so great that he was so generous! Not only did he have no worries about food and clothing in his life, but his sons and grandchildren were all in his mind.

After Li Yanyi's "refining workshop", Yang Jingjing thought that the oil industry must be done in a step-by-step manner, and no longer transporting oil to the capital, but also extracting oil from oil production areas. This industry must develop and is a treasure to solve the problem of Shaanxi in the late Ming Dynasty. Perhaps, it may not necessarily be necessary to extract fertilizers from oil in the future. If that is the case, fertilizers, the "golden thigh" given to mankind by God, will have to be released in advance.

After thinking about it for a while, there was no clue, and worried about the latest news from Shaanxi. Yang Jing quickly returned to the platform. Today is only 25. Two days after the Chushen Summer. Even if there is news of the rebellion on the Chushen day, it is impossible for the Shaanxi to spread here today. After calculating the days, Yang Jing shook his head. He was worried about it. Even if something happened in Shaanxi, he could not know. Now, the only thing he can do is wait for the news. Since he is sitting there doing nothing to wait for the news, it is better to find some practical things to do.

Yang Jie looked at the bored platform, sighed and said, "Big partner, go to Liulizhai..." There is no use on the platform. Yang Jie decided to get some lamp oil first. The lamp oil came out and the horse lantern should be born.

Shaanxi.

Zhou Yanru felt that his two thighs were as hot as fire. He was injured by riding a horse. Xu Guangqi asked him to go to Ningxia Town to handle the work, and asked him to go from Xi'an Prefecture to Ningxia Town in five or six days, with a distance of 1,500 miles. Zhou Yanru had to run two or three hundred miles a day.

For this reason, he also specially asked Bi Zisu for convenience and got a lot of war horses, one man and two riders, planning to take turns to ride three hundred miles a day, and strive to go up to the Yellow River in Ningxia Town in five or six days. According to his instructions in the military book, he had to go two or three hundred miles a day, only one person could ride more, and one person could ride more, but walking three hundred miles a day was an unattainable dream.

Zhou Yanru was very depressed. He also rode his horse for a day, and he ran wildly with his horse. However, he didn't seem to have run far. This is completely different from the military books. Books are books, but they are actually reality. People who write books don't look at what the reality is. Many of them rely on guessing. Zhou Yanru began to scold the people who wrote books about what they could do to ride two or three hundred miles a day.

"Zhou Qianhu, are you there now? How far have we walked today?" Zhou Yanru's butt hurts, but in order to maintain his authority, he still sat on a chair, but only sat on the edge.

"Sir, today, we have walked 120 miles, and today we have arrived in Yongshou County." Qianhu, the Qianhu surnamed Zhou, was actually just a deputy Qianhu. He followed Zhou Yanru, the deputy imperial envoy, to handle the job. When he heard the boss' question, he immediately came over and answered.

"I have only walked for 120 miles? Why did I feel that it has been bumpy for a day?" Zhou Yanru began to feel his butt hurt. He had only been running for 120 miles. How should he run out of 300 miles that day? Zhou Yanru began to curse the irresponsible, random writing, and random writing. It is impossible to travel thousands of miles a day or pursue soldiers a thousand miles a day. He had only walked for 120 miles himself, and his eyes were already dizzy. Walking three hundred miles a day would never be completed.

Zhou Qianhu was also complaining. They were in the Beijing camp and thought it would be a good job to come out to serve as guards for the imperial envoy. Unexpectedly, they would accompany the official to run 120 miles a day. This really killed him and the lives of these guards.

"If you answer people, it is already very impressive to walk 120 miles a day. It is better to ride two horses in rotation. Otherwise, the horse will definitely not be able to stand it. Those who can run like this are already the few elite soldiers in the world. If it is a little bit worse, it is impossible to walk so far..." Although Zhou Qianhu's butt is not as hot as Zhou Yanru, it is not easy to live. It is so difficult to run 120 miles on this hot day.

"Where are you walking 300 miles on that day?" Zhou Yanru asked. He could only reach the Yellow River in Ningxia within five or six days.

"Walking three hundred miles a day? Sir, this is impossible. Even the Mongols, who are famous for their speed, cannot travel three hundred miles a day. In this case, not only people can't stand it, but even if they have two riders, they will probably have to run many horses to death... This is absolutely not possible, absolutely impossible..." Zhou Qianhu was scared to death after hearing Zhou Yanru's words. It would be strange if the soldiers in his hands were not completely separated.

"Impossible? Then what about 500-mile rushing, 800-mile rushing? How can you run so far in one day?" Zhou Yanru's butt hurts, but he knew that if he could not go to the Yellow River within five days, he was afraid that Xu Guangqi would really give him a little "surprise". How far is Shaanxi? The participant naturally understood that whether to rebel depends on the past few days, it depends on whether most of the victims can be transferred out before October. He himself understood that if Xu Guangqi dared to mislead him, the emperor would not forgive him. The emperor is not a foolish master. The emperor has many ways to mess with people. Even if he doesn't mess with him, he is afraid that he will enter the cabinet in the future. Now, when compared with his butt in the future, Zhou Yanru was confused.

"Ah! Sir, you are talking about the post station. Others change horses but not people, or change horses and change horses and change horses every thirty miles, so each horse can run thirty miles at the fastest speed. Like us, there are hundreds of people who travel a long distance, and it is impossible to change a batch of horses at thirty miles. There are not so many horses at the post station at thirty miles, so it is impossible to run 500 miles a day. Sir... This is impossible..." Zhou Qianhu began to complain about Zhou Yanru. Just kidding, 100 miles a day is not enough, and he is preparing to travel 500 miles a day... Are you going to die?

Zhou Yanru became irritable, one was because his butt was sore, and the other was that he had to reach the edge of the Yellow River within five days. Someone had already sent the news out in a hurry for 500 miles. If he did not reach it on time, he would be afraid that there would be no good results. According to Zhou Qianhu's statement, he could only travel 120 miles a day, which means that at this speed, he would not expect to go to the edge of the Yellow River for ten days.
Chapter completed!