Imperial Crown

Look at your inexperienced look!

Facing Eric's question, Raven smiled proudly in his heart, but his hand movements were not messy at all.

What happened in the oil barrel was one of the most basic chemical reactions that almost all middle school students knew in the previous life and were explained in detail in junior high school chemistry classes - saponification reaction.

Sedimented at the bottom of the barrel is sodium stearate, the main ingredient in soap.

It is said to be the basics, but Lei Wen made many mistakes in this process.

At first, too much quicklime was added, causing a clay pot to explode. Later, he forgot to heat it, resulting in an insufficient reaction, so that the saponification process could not be completed. When he finally prepared the caustic soda successfully, the final reaction step failed. A cast iron pot was used, which caused a reaction between sodium bicarbonate and iron, resulting in a pot of brown-yellow mixture of iron hydroxide and grease.

"Wooden stick." When the reaction was almost over, Raven stretched out his hand to the side, and Poirot handed over a peeled willow branch.

He dipped the branch into the oil, and soon, its original green surface was coated with a layer of dry and hard burnt yellow. Seeing this, Raven quickly poured the vinegar he had prepared in advance into it until the willow branch could no longer be inserted into it. When the color changed again, I breathed a sigh of relief.

The first few failures were because the caustic soda component inside was not completely neutralized.

This time, before he could give the order, Poirot had already put a large wooden basin covered with filter cloth on the table.

"Have you washed it?" Raven asked.

Poirot said loudly: "After washing it and brushing it three times with soap, it is definitely cleaner than my face!"

Looking at Poirot's thick beard, Raven was speechless for a moment.

Eric took the initiative to do the hard work. He carried a large bucket full of oil and poured the contents into the large basin under Raven's command. Soon, a large pile of soapy stool weighed nearly 20 kilograms. It's stuck on the filter cloth.

Poirot pulled up the filter cloth with ease, shook his hand, and threw the soap inside into the corner.

Eric was anxious to let Raven handle the matter, so he picked up the wooden basin and went straight to the dirty water bucket.

Raven shouted at the top of his lungs: "Stop! What are you going to do!?"

"Ah?" Eric was stunned: "I'll help you pour this thing out."

"If you dare to knock it down, I will fight you to the death!" Raven stepped forward and grabbed the wooden basin in his hand: "I have been stuck here for three days and failed more than a dozen times! What do you think I am for!?"

"It's all for it!"

Raven brought the tub back to the table, took off his gloves, scooped some with a spoon and put it on the tip of his tongue, a satisfied smile suddenly appeared on his face.

Thick, slightly sweet, and very similar to honey.

That’s right, this is glycerin!

Although due to process problems, the purity of this glycerin is not enough, and it still has a smell of shredded pork, it is enough for use!

Raven suppressed his excitement and said, "Bring me the wine."

Poirot brought a jar of wine to Raven and took three silver cups.

Looking at Eric who was excited because he was about to drink the wine, Poirot whispered: "I advise you not to have too much hope."

Under Eric's surprised eyes, Raven opened the wine jar, poured a little glycerin into the wine with a wooden spoon, and stirred it.

Eric's eyes were as wide as bells - what a waste! It takes five silver coins and seventy copper coins to buy a jar of fine wine, but the adults actually mixed it with soap scraps! ?

Raven didn't pay attention to his gaze. After stirring for a while, he took a small sip, then poured the wine into the cup with a smile on his face: "Try it."

Eric picked up the wine glass nervously, thinking about what to say so as not to hurt the Baron's face. However, as soon as the wine entered his mouth, he was stunned.

He put down the wine glass, looked at the purple-red liquid in it in disbelief, and then carefully took a sip. He put it down again, looked at it again, and raised it again. His eyes became brighter and brighter, and even his little eyes were filled with light. Irresistible wonder and satisfaction.

"Sir, this, this is really amazing!" Eric said: "I have never drunk such a sweet and smooth wine, only in my dreams... No! Even in my dreams, I have never seen it. Pass!"

You are really good at flattering me. I didn’t expect you, a thick-browed Nord guy, to be so good at this skill.

Poirot cursed, picked up the glass and drank it all in one gulp. He let go and the glass fell to the ground with a clatter.

How could there be such delicious wine in the world?

There was no bitter taste at all, it was as smooth as silk or honey, but the flavor was greatly retained. It was simply better than the best red wine he had ever imagined!

"Sir...is this, is this magic!?"

Seeing the two people's reactions, Raven felt extremely proud and relaxed. He smiled mysteriously and said, "This is the secret."

The reason why red wine is bitter is that a large amount of tannin is produced during the brewing process, and glycerin is the best substance to neutralize tannin.

He picked up the wine glass and took another sip himself. In his opinion, this red wine was not considered high-quality, not even comparable to the kind that cost tens of dollars a bottle in the supermarket in his previous life. If you taste it carefully, you can taste a trace of lard. Fishy smell.

But this is far beyond the world average.

This is the power of knowledge, the power of nine-year compulsory education!

At this moment, Eric's eyes suddenly turned red, and tears fell down.

Raven was startled: "Is this wine so delicious? If you like it, I'll give you this jar."

"No, sir." Eric said: "I just thought that Simon might never be able to drink such a good wine again, just a little, a little..."

"Simon!?" Raven was shocked: "What happened to him? Did he have an accident during training?"

"No..." Eric sighed and told the whole story without adding anything.

After hearing this, Raven's face became ashen as water: "Where are the Vesdons?"

Eric replied: "In the courtyard."

"Okay." Raven took off his chef uniform and strode out the door: "Follow me!"

As soon as he walked into the hall, Raven saw Denise sitting at a table and Vesdon lying on the table, crying heartbrokenly.

Seeing Raven arriving, Denise stood up and said sharply: "Raven, I want you to give me an explanation!"

Raven asked coldly: "What do you mean?"

"Vesdon, he is your brother, a member of the Griffith family!" Denise said confidently: "And your men dared to imprison Vesdon without your order. The following is It’s an unforgivable crime!”

She pointed her finger at Goyle: "I demand that you punish this guard immediately!"

Looking along his finger, Raven saw a dejected Link, and his newly recruited private soldiers were gathering at the door, looking longingly at what was happening in the hall, all with shrinking eyes.

Raven's heart sank, and then he immediately made a decision: "Okay, since my aunt wants an explanation, I will give it to you!"

He walked past Denise, grabbed Vesdon by the collar, and walked out!

Although Vesdon weighed a full two hundred kilograms, Raven was more than half a head taller than him, and his physique developed from spending all his time in the dangerous underground world was not comparable to that of a frail fat man.

"Ah!!!" Vesdon screamed: "Raven, what are you going to do!? Mom, mom, please help me——"

Denise was almost petrified by this scene. She yelled and wanted to rush forward, but was blocked by Eric in armor.

"Raven, he is your brother!"

Raven pulled Vesdon out of the hall with a cold face, and the private soldiers surrounding him got out of the way.

Vesdon shouted: "Raven! What are you going to do? I just injured a pariah. Do you want to punish me for this!?"

With a thud, Raven kicked him in the crook of the leg, causing him to kneel down straight on the ground. His knees collided with the hard steps, causing Vesdon to let out an inhuman cry.

The latter wanted to continue yelling, but he heard the sound of a sharp blade coming out of its sheath, and then the cold blade of the stabbing sword was placed on his neck.

Vesdon's scream stopped abruptly.

Looking across the private soldiers, Raven said loudly: "I think you all know him, Vesdon Griffith, my brother, and the culprit who seriously injured Simon!"

"I know what you are thinking - I am a noble and he is my brother, so I will naturally favor him. Simon's injury will be in vain!"

The private soldiers lowered their heads, because that's what they thought.

Raven took a deep breath: "I tell you, this idea is totally wrong!"

"He is indeed my brother, but as my soldiers, you are as close as my family and my children!"

"I, Raven Ota Griffith, swear an oath to the Lord of Light!"

"If anything happens to Simon, Vesdon will be buried with him!"

At this moment, Vesdon's body trembled and he wanted to scream, but he was so frightened by the sword edge that was so close to his flesh that he did not dare to move. Only muddy tears flowed from his eyes.

Raven was serious, he really wanted to kill himself!

Denise's face was equally ugly, but it wasn't just because of Vesdon's safety - she had seen Lux go to treat Simon, and it had been some time. Simon's injury was definitely not fatal, Vesdon's life There will also be protection.

What really shocked her was Raymond's wrist.

The shopping mall is like a battlefield. After many years of ups and downs in the business world, she couldn't tell that Raven was trying to scare the monkeys.

The purpose is to tell her not to make any small moves behind her back. If he dares to kill Vesdon, he will not show mercy to Denise!

In addition, Raven also has another purpose, which is to use this incident to win people's hearts. Now the private soldiers are looking at Raven with fanatical eyes, full of admiration, gratitude and respect, as if they are looking up to a person. gods.

Denise believes that from today on, even if Raven lets these people die, they will never flinch at all!

Poor, manipulated people, they will never know until they die. The outcome of the matter has long been expected by Raven. This is just a performance, a big show!

And the one who set up the stage for him was his incompetent son!

Accidental collision?

No, no, Raven's approach is too mature and methodical, just like the shrewdest politician!

This lowly gangster who was born in an orphanage was able to possess such clear judgment and such sophisticated skills, it was as if he had lived two lifetimes.

He is really only twenty years old! ?

"Baron Raven." Lux's appearance interrupted Denise's thoughts: "I have already treated Simon."

Raven asked: "How is the situation?"

"Although the injury is serious, it is not a big deal." Lux said: "Simon's physique is very good, and the leather helmet you provided has well blocked the impact force and did not cause fatal injuries. After my treatment, he only needs to rest for two days to recover."

"Thank you for your help." Raven stroked his chest with his hand: "I will send someone to send the medical fee to the church."

Lux nodded in return, glanced at Weisdong on the ground, and turned away without saying a word.

On the way here, Lux understood the cause and effect. Although she was kind-hearted, she would not use it on such a person.

"Let me go..." Weisdong's body limp: "That bitch... Simon is not dead!"

"The death penalty can be avoided, but the living crime cannot be escaped." Raven said coldly: "You left a wound on Simon's head, so I will give you a wound too!"

Before Weisdong understood what was going on, he felt his scalp cool, and half of his head suddenly became wet and hot, and then a large piece of scalp with hair and blood was lifted to the ground!

The private soldiers' breathing became heavy.

On the ground, the bright red blood of the scalp seeped into the soil, just as Raven's kindness was deeply imprinted in their hearts.

From then on, they knew that they were not worthless pariahs, but Lord Raven's private soldiers, and Lord Raven would protect them like his own children.

Even if the other party was a noble!

"Long live Lord Raven--"

I don't know who started it first, and then the private soldiers shouted together:

"Long live Lord Raven--"

Wesdon crawled into the hall, snuggled in Denise's arms, and cried loudly: "Mom!!!"

Denise's hand touched Weisdon's wound, and the blood wet her chest. A burst of anger rose from the bottom of his heart: "Raven!"

"Since you dare to hurt Weisdon for the pariahs, then from now on, don't even think about getting half a copper coin from me!"

Raven turned around, his wrist shook, and the blood on the sword fell to the ground. He made a sword flower and sheathed the sword, coldly Leng asked, "Then what?"

"Donald's funeral will be held in twenty days!" Denise sneered, "Where are the decoration of the hall, your dress, and all the ceremonial objects and gifts for the guests?"

Raven sneered, "Don't worry about this, aunt."

"Okay, then you keep talking tough." Denise said, "Three days, I only give you three days, I want you to apologize to Weston publicly."

"Otherwise, watch Donald's funeral and your inauguration ceremony become a joke!"

After saying that, she pulled Weston up and turned away.

Eric walked to Raven and whispered, "This crazy woman doesn't know your methods, sir. Once the red wine made by the new method is sold, it will definitely make a lot of money!"

Raven smiled and responded, "No, it's not the time yet."

Eric hesitated, "In that case, money..."

"Money is not a problem. She said she won't give it, but it doesn't mean I can't take it." Raven said, leaving Eric with a confused look on his face, and turned to his private soldiers.

They all heard the conversation just now, and now they all looked guilty. They all thought that they had implicated Raven and made him lose a large source of income.

"Okay, this is my family affair, and it has nothing to do with you!" Raven said loudly: "If you really feel sorry for me, then train me well and practice like a human being!"

"Yes!" Gore was the first to answer loudly, and then shouted: "Class 1, get ready, queue practice!"

Link followed closely: "Class 2, follow me, don't fall behind!"

"And Class 3-" Simon, with a bandage on his head, came out from the corner of the corridor: "Line up, assemble!"

"You kid..." Raven walked up to Simon and patted him on the shoulder gently: "Return to the team, don't force yourself."

"Yes!" Simon stood up and walked out of the hall in small steps.

Old Gordon walked behind Raven: "Sir, you are really amazing. In just ten days, they can be called dead soldiers."

"The military spirit can be used." Raven smiled:

"Next, we will work hard for money!"

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