My 1995 Small Farm

Chapter 728 You are no ordinary rural youth

 Under the curious eyes of everyone, Chen Ling went to the warehouse and took out the spicy strips.

Of course he didn’t keep this thing at home.

This was two days ago when I called Wang Qingzhong and his wife to come back for a rest and brought back the remaining spicy strips that were not sold out.

I said I ate it as a pickle, but I couldn’t remember it after I came back.

 That is to say, Wang Zhenzhen secretly eats two tablets every day.

 The rest of the people really couldn't remember it, even Ruirui didn't try to think about it.

 In addition, the shelf life of spicy strips is very long.

 Due to the heavy oil and salt, it can be stored for a long time in summer.

 So if you keep it for a few days, the taste will not change much.

 But when Mr. Wu and others picked it up and ate it, their reaction was different from Chen Ling's imagination.

 There was no sense of surprise on their faces after eating delicious food.

Two old ladies and one eldest sister couldn’t eat any more after taking two bites.

 Then you look at me and I look at you, and everyone frowns slightly...

In the end, Mr. Wu apologized: "Xiao Chen, this thing is very spicy. We elderly people can't eat it."

 Actually, this is a euphemism.

Most people in Wandao have a bland taste, especially in this era.

 Can eat spicy food.

  But I don’t like to eat.

 If you want them to be amazed after taking one bite of the spicy strips, don’t even think about it.

Hong Kong Island is the same.

  Even in later generations, when you go to Hong Kong Island, spicy tiao are extremely rare.

If you want to buy it, you have to go to exclusive mainland snack stores to look for it.

Of course, this kind of thing is not absolute, and it does not mean that there is no spicy food at all in those places.

Wandao also has a super spicy chili sauce, and some people from Sichuan, Chongqing and Xijiang were convinced when they tried it.

 Chen Ling was stunned for a moment when he saw the reaction of Mr. Wu and others. Then he changed his explanation and said that this was a snack he had invented. Didn't it suit the taste of the people in the Bay Island?

 Lao Wu and others then told the reason.

The eldest sister even said it smelled a bit.

It is true that for people with light taste, spicy strips sometimes smell a bit smelly.

 This has nothing to do with the formula and materials used in Chen Ling's research.

  It is a slight fermentation process during the production and storage of spicy strips.

Even after the development of spicy strips, when people first started to switch from soy products to puffed white flour products, everyone was still exploring for a period of time, and fermentation was a necessary process.

 In short, Chen Ling understands the tastes of Bay Island and Hong Kong Island.

 Latiao cannot be developed into a big seller.

 In comparison, braised beef noodles are more universally applicable.

 No wonder this thing is so profitable.

“Xiao Chen, I see that you like to study things. You have dabbled in everything from food to entertainment. You should also read this medical book. The words on it look a bit like you wrote them.”

Back in the living room, Chen Ling had just boiled water and was looking for tea. Mr. Wu picked up the book on the table, took a look at it, and said with a smile.

 Chen Ling heard this and thought to himself, you old man, have you ever seen my handwriting?

With a smile on his face, he said: "I wrote it. I read this book, and so does my wife. Mainly, my wife reads it. She is a doctor."

“Oh, Sister Susu is also a doctor.” The elder sister’s eyes lit up.

At this time, Wang Susu came in holding Ruirui under an umbrella, and the two women talked together.

Old Wu and the other old men looked at the book and exclaimed: "Xiao Chen is really amazing. He can read medical books and take so many notes."

“You can learn a little bit of everything. You are so young, how can you be so good?”

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This note was made after Chen Ling had heard about and seen a series of things that could not be detected by scientific instruments for a while, so he read various medical books on traditional Chinese medicine, acupuncture, and folk prescriptions for a while.

With his curious mind, he was able to see through it, and now he can understand a little bit.

Of course, I still know nothing about pharmacology and medical science, how the monarch, his ministers and his envoys open a hospital to prescribe medicine, or how to take pulses and inquire about diagnosis.

“Hey, I’m just reading blindly. I’m just reading, treating diseases and taking medicine. How can I do this without a teacher to guide me?” Chen Ling raised his head and smiled.

 At the same time, I squatted down at the table and felt around, and then I found that the tea leaves had bottomed out.

It would be fine if it was summer and spring. There are a lot of medicinal materials at home, such as thorn eggs, mint leaves, and chrysanthemums. You can just brew some of them and drink them refreshingly. But this is winter. What kind of refreshing is you looking for in winter? It is better to drink some black tea to feel more comfortable. .

 “Are you out of tea?”

Wang Susu turned around and said, "When Jiajia came here last time, she brought two large cans of tea, and I put them in the warehouse behind."

 “Oh, yes, I’ll get it.”

 Chen Ling then remembered that Liang Hongyu and Zhao Dahai brought a lot of tea at home.

 But that was when we first met two years ago, and they would bring it when they came home.

 After getting familiar with each other, Chen Ling stopped letting them take them.

There is tea locally in Fenglei Town, and there is a tea mountain in the village. I can drink all the tea I want.

But now the father-in-law and mother-in-law don’t go back to Fenglei Town very often. When Wang Qingwen and his brother came, they only brought a few things for the children, and no one thought of getting tea.

 After all, my brother-in-law lacks nothing.

 So when the tea leaves were bottomed out, he realized that there was no tea leaves at home. If Wang Susu hadn't reminded him, he wouldn't have known that his apprentice had also sent two cans of tea leaves.

 Seeing Chen Ling about to go out, Ruirui hurriedly followed.

Wang Susu quickly grabbed him and said, "If dad doesn't go out to play, he will go to the back to get tea. Why are you following me? It's raining outside. What's the point?"

The brat struggled hard with his elbows, grunted, broke free, and ran out.

 Chen Ling saw that the raindrops outside were very light, so she ignored him.

He got wet when he got wet. His eldest son had a strong physique and he knew it well. As long as he didn't get bumped or touched, he never worried.

“Xiao Chen, can we all read the books and manuscripts here?”

"You can see it, you can see it as you like."

Chen Ling responded and walked out of the living room to get some tea.

Ruirui took two big dogs and ran wildly in the rain.

As soon as Chen Ling walked into the warehouse next to the kitchen to get some tea, he heard him shouting excitedly outside: "Dad, Huang Huang!"

 Chen Ling walked out, hugged the tea can, closed the door, and looked over to follow the sound, and saw a wilted weasel hiding from the rain next to the waterway entrance, its fur was wet and dirty...

Chen Ling has good eyesight and even spotted a ring of white hair around the weasel's mouth.

 “Don’t go there, it’s not our Huanghuang.”

 Chen Ling called out to his son.

I don’t know if this kind of thing is very courageous, or if this weasel is in the wrong state.

 When you see people and dogs here, you are not afraid to run away.

And Heiwa Xiaojin didn’t even go there either.

Erhei heard the shouting and ran over to scare it away. Chen Ling glanced at the weasel's sluggish movements, then looked at Heiwa and Xiaojin's eyes, which showed no ferocity at all, and he suddenly understood.

 “Dad, Huang Huang ran away.”

Ruirui ran up to him with a sad face, jumping up and down anxiously.

 Then he glared at Erhei, and at the same time called out with his little hand: "Hit you."

"Why are you beating up Erhei? The one we said is not our Huanghuang. Our Huanghuang lives in the mountains."

 Chen Ling picked him up, knowing that the brat had not seen the weasels for a long time. At first glance, he thought they were back, and was a little surprised and happy.

Since Xiao Huang and the others were trained by Chen Ling to be high-end little hunters, they have often gone to the mountains to wander around, and later they even lived in the mountains and never came back.

 These little things used to have this virtue.

 Maybe it will show up when.

In the past, I was settled everywhere in the village. Only Wang Zhenzhen could meet when they were running everywhere.

 Forget about running into the mountains now. If they don't come back, generally no one can touch them.

“Okay, daddy will go to the mountains to call them back some other day, and then I’ll sleep in the same bed with you.”

The brat’s eyes lit up and he nodded happily.

　　He used to always bring the weasels into the house and put them on the bed. Chen Ling had to give the little things a bath every time.

“Let’s go back to the house quickly. Mom will pour you some sugar water.”

Chen Ling took him back to the living room. As soon as he entered the living room, Mr. Wu and others were looking at some of his manuscripts in stunned silence, gasping for air.

"Xiao Chen, do you even know about Western medicine? We have seen this paper, this... we..."

Mr. Wu and others were shocked, embarrassed and at a loss.

“Have we seen some secret? As far as I know, does this thing need to be patented? Can’t it be spread casually before it is published?”

"Huh? What does that mean?"

 Chen Ling walked over with a confused look on his face, took the pieces of manuscript paper and looked at it: "Oh, it turns out this is it. This thing is fine. Europe and the United States have already started working on it."

On the manuscript paper are his bold thoughts on cultivating maggots for medical use after submitting an article to the National Animal Husbandry Magazine.

 It’s not about feeding maggots to chickens.

 It is to cultivate sterile maggots and use them to debridement and carrion to save people.

That is, maggots are used to clean some carrion that cannot be cleaned by conventional means, such as patients after burns, patients with bone infection, and patients with severed limbs...

 This thing, no wonder Mr. Wu and others were shocked.

 Chen Ling was shocked when he learned about this thing.

He was not only shocked, he also wanted to curse.

 Using maggots to treat diseases? I think you are mentally ill! Can that thing cure diseases?

 But after really understanding this thing, he felt that the person who came up with this idea was not mentally ill, but a genius.

Medical maggots were the first recorded intentional use during the American Civil War, but sterile maggots would not have been cultured under the conditions of the early 19th century.

  Maggot disinfection tools and disinfection methods are also insufficient.

 So the American side has lost its place again.

 It was only in recent years that it was rediscovered from the old pile of old papers. Therefore, after hearing Chen Ling’s breeding secrets in China, I thought of sterile maggots.

I want to take him with me to study together.

In this day and age, as long as you have the ability, even if you are a private person, you can be recognized, and sometimes you can help your country achieve breakthrough progress.

It's just that Chen Ling is very good at dealing with maggots, but he really can't do anything.

Every time I think about it, I selectively forget it, and I also selectively ignore the reminder letter that comes.

Even if he could test it in the cave without touching it with his hands, he wouldn't bother to do it.

Even if he had a hunch that it should be easy to cultivate sterile maggots in the cave, it would be delayed again and again.

“Oh, it turns out that foreign countries have already studied it, so it’ll be fine.”

“But let’s see, Xiao Chen, you have written a lot of bold ideas, whether there is another technology monopoly abroad.”

"Yes, this medical maggot treatment is very expensive. Even if you can afford it, you have to go to the United States to use this treatment. As for the technology of cultivating sterile maggots, don't think about it. Just bring the maggots to In China, they don’t agree. Even if those maggots are thrown away after use, they cannot be directly used to reproduce sterile offspring..."

 After the sterile maggots clean up the carrion, it becomes medical waste, which is naturally sterile.

 Cannot reproduce sterile offspring.

 Maggots are easy to breed, and they do have a habit of scavenging.

 The current problem in China is: Maggots eat carrion on the patient's body. They don't just eat one bite and leave. Even a small wound can take more than an hour. If it takes such a long time, it will definitely have to be eaten and pooped.

 By the time the carrion is cleaned up, the wound will become infected again. What the hell?

So the medical maggots are excreted aseptically? What happened to the old American? I really can’t figure it out in China.

 This means that Chen Ling’s manuscript on paper is only at the conceptual stage.

“Let’s see, do you want to use honey to raise flies and raise offspring?”

Mr. Wu and others asked curiously: "How much honey will be used? Is it worth spending such a large amount of money?"

 The two old ladies and the eldest sister also came over curiously.

Having raised questions one after another.

Chen Ling smiled slightly at this: "The purpose of doing this is naturally to tame flies, let them mutate slowly, cultivate new varieties, and produce clean maggots."

"Mr. Wu, you are well-informed. Have you ever heard of this idea? If there is no dirt, all kinds of garbage and poor water sources in a place, flies will be forced to collect food in order to survive. It eats pollen and slowly mutates into a beneficial insect like a bee.

From now on, maggots are not so dirty..."

"Uh, no, this idea is probably your own idea, Xiao Chen, which is to replace honey with pollen." Mr. Wu shook his head, then stared at Chen Ling and said with a smile: "Others used to say that you, a young man, are so amazing. I think it's an exaggeration. Now I know how powerful you are.

 You dare to think and do anything...

 At your age, you have such achievements and can be distracted in so many places, which shows that as long as you are interested in something, you can quickly get started.

 Your talent is too great. "

“Yes, Lao Wu is right, no wonder you can breed new varieties of fish and dogs, and you can come up with new recipes for instant noodles. I think you can definitely achieve this technological breakthrough of sterile maggots.

 Anyone else would not dare to think about this. "

The rest of the people also echoed and marveled.

 They are really not compliments, they are deliberately saying false and flattering things.

 But Chen Ling is really different from what they imagined.

The Chen Ling they imagined was an ordinary young man from the countryside, with some strange abilities or trying his luck to figure out something.

 Looking at it now, it’s all submitted to the paper.

 And the medical books are full of notes.

 Where is an ordinary rural youth here?

And looking at his conversational style, he seems to be able to talk a few words about anything, so he must have something genuine in his belly.

At this point, they deeply suspected that Chen Ling was not reading medical books to cure diseases, but to tinker with certain formulas, such as studying seasonings for gourmet food, or studying medicines for breeding.

Chen Ling smiled and said nothing, and then poured water for them to make tea.

But he cursed in his heart: "Damn it, Yilin has lied to me for so many years. I know as soon as I step on the horse that Australian flies can collect honey at any time. It's all fake... and those foreign bullshit." , let’s see how I will export the honey-gathering flies to you in the future.”

He had heard yesterday that Mr. Wu was going to Australia every year. He didn't know anything about it. It couldn't be more false. It was just to deceive the kind and honest Chinese people and use inferior brainwashing methods to cultivate Muyang dogs. .

But it doesn’t matter, if it weren’t for this story, he wouldn’t have figured out how to compile it to cope with the manuscript push over there.

 He can’t write a paper, so he just uses his amazing words to deal with it.

After dealing with them, the flies that come out to collect honey can also be exported as a counter-culture.