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Chapter 292 Gold Item Silver Item Iron Item Which Do You Choose? (I feel fog rewards plus 1)

Gretel still has an impression of Leon Carlos as an apprentice.

This young man has black hair and black eyes, a silent personality, but his hands and feet are diligent.Everyone else has stopped to rest, and he will also help people clean the test tubes, tidy up the operating table, and put together samples.

Even the priests of the Natural Deity Church took care of the experimental animals, and Leon saw it, and would follow suit.

This time, he was the first to make a result again. Seeing this, Grete inevitably wanted to teach him a little more.It just so happened that after he got the Mage Tower, he had a lot of projects in his hand, and he only wished that he didn't have coolies to help him. This kind of student with good qualifications and hard work, of course, he should try his best to keep it in his hands!
Well, which item to throw at him?

Early the next morning, on the eighth floor of the Mage Tower, in Gretel's study, three teenagers and girls lined up.

In addition to Leon Carlos, the girl from the God of Nature Church who brought a litter of wild boars, and a young man from the School of Change were the top three in this assessment.And with so many projects in hand, Gretel, who was only worried about no one to do and no ideas, took it for granted that he started wholesale projects for the coolies who had been recruited...

"You are No.1 in this assessment, so I will ask you first." Gretel looked at Leon Carlos seriously:
"I have three projects on hand, all of which should be suitable for your ability and direction. One cycle is relatively short and the money comes in faster; the other cycle is shorter and can make more money, but it is more variable; the other cycle is quite long. There is almost no money to be made, but it is most in line with the direction of the Necromancer School. Which one do you choose?"

When Gretel talked about the second topic, the boy from the Change School moved slightly.However, he is the No.3 in the assessment, and it is his turn to choose only after the first two have been selected.The boy clenched his fist slightly and lowered his head, while Leon Carlos thought for a moment, then raised his head with firm eyes:

"I choose the third one."

"Are you sure?" Gretel looked at him carefully.Leon stood upright in front of him. The uniform pure black mage robes of Black Crow Swamp had been washed white in some places, and the cuffs and hem of the clothes were frayed to the point of tearing.With such a worrying economic situation, choose long-term, unprofitable projects?
Are he sure he can hold on?Even if he persists, is it really good for him?You know, the advancement of a magician also needs to be supported by financial strength...

"I'm sure. Thanks sir!"

Gretel nodded, letting him step aside.He sent the project of studying the biogas digester to the girl of the Deism, and when it was the turn of the School of Change, there was only the last one left:
"Well... go and study why brewing fails, and why the preserved wine goes sour..."

"Mr. Nordmark!" Leon Carlos interrupted suddenly.Gretel looked sideways at him:
"What? Did you go back on your word?"

"I'm sorry, Mr. Nordmark." The black-haired, black-eyed boy took two steps, bowed his head, and bent deeply like a green bamboo.When he raised his head again, his eyes were unusually bright, and two blobs of redness burned on his cheekbones, as if being ignited by something from the inside out:

"I don't mean to disobey you. But—but, my father once opened a winery, and I often helped in it when I was a child. Then one year, several batches of wine went bad in a row, and the winery couldn't turn around , had no choice but to sell it to someone else. My father couldn't afford it..."

He buried his head deeply, his shoulders trembled, and his palms were clenched into fists.After a while, he raised his head for the third time, his voice trembling slightly:
"I don't hold a grudge, nor do I want revenge on the man who took the wine shop. I just want to know! - Sir, I want to know why the wine goes bad and why it goes sour under your guidance! Sir, I beg you!"

"..."

Gretel rubbed his temples.Under the expectant eyes of the necromancer apprentice, he finally sighed:

"Okay, then you do this first!"

The twisted melon is not sweet, no matter whether someone sees the subject of Qian Jing or really has this knot, if he wants to do it, let him do it.

At Gretel's request, a cart full of wine was sent to the Wizard's Tower.Along with the wine, there was also a barrel of distiller's grains, three or four barrels of semi-finished products at various stages, raw materials, yeast, and two barrels of unidentified liquid that failed to ferment and gave off a sour smell.The spellcaster apprentices who passed by it all looked sideways and covered their noses.

"Leon Carlos!" Among a group of young girls who were fighting with each other and wanted to leave first, Gretel pointed to the two carts of wine barrels and said to Leon:

"You go to choose a room as a laboratory to study this thing. Use your newly learned techniques of bacterial culture, staining, and identification to test it out. Is there something in these spoiled wines that is brewed? There is no such thing as a successful wine!"

"Yes, Mr. Nordmark!" Leon stood at attention and saluted.He immediately hesitated:
"Then sir, should I continue with the class later?"

"Of course, what do you think? I still have a project for you to do!"

A total of ten students successfully passed the first round of bacterial culture experiments.Three people from the Black Crow Swamp, one person from the Department of Transformation and one person from the Department of Conjuration, two young ladies from the Natural God Sect passed the level hand in hand, and three people from the Temple of the God of War.Temple of the Goddess of Spring——

completely annihilated.

In Gretel's opinion, when they washed the sea stone flower and beef, they should have cleaned it a little bit more.

For the ten people who passed, Gretel gave them extra homework.

In groups of five, one group cultured Staphylococcus aureus and the other cultured Mycobacterium tuberculosis.After the two groups were cooked to perfection, they began to add all kinds of strange things to the petri dish:

Cheese crumbs!

Moldy pieces of clothing!
Soil dug from various places and made into a suspension!
All the petri dishes are divided into n groups, 18 degrees, 20 degrees, 25 degrees... Add blood to the culture medium, add corn paste, various pH... With light, no light... Use magic to spawn, don't use magic... …

Each person has a laboratory table and a laboratory cabinet.The shelves are full of beautiful things, hundreds of petri dishes, arranged neatly one layer at a time.

"Each person has 100 petri dishes per day, ten people is 1000. If ten people are not enough, you can add 20, if 20 is not enough, you can add 24. If 24 people can't make it, it's a big deal to squeeze~~~"

Gretel hummed a song, and scanned the tables of petri dishes in front of him, like scanning a green and swaying wheat field.Well, this is the correct posture for doing research!
As a subject leader, I don't have dozens of graduate students and doctoral students to help with the work, and I do everything by myself, not to mention whether it should be so tiring, the efficiency is completely unbearable!
it's good now.Gretel rejoiced and left it to the apprentices to find penicillin, streptomycin, and God knows what else.As for himself, he devoted himself wholeheartedly and began to teach these students, giving them encouragement:
"Don't look at it with a microscope! Cultivate! Cultivate! Don't you need to cultivate wine?"

"You... the concentrated salt water crystallizes. When cooling down, you must pay attention to maintaining a stable temperature! Is the water bath for you to see? Is the thing I bought with 1000 contribution points for you to display as a decoration? No ?—then use it!"

"Record! Make a record! Did you give you a pen and paper for you to eat? Last night, the last experiment, what was the ratio of your culture medium? ——Look, can't you remember? A good memory is not as good as a bad pen!"

Under such high-intensity exercises and operations, the students' research level, not to mention, at least increased their proficiency very quickly.Twenty days later, the bacterial culture operation assessment was carried out for the third time, and finally all staff passed the test.

And at noon that day, Leon Carlos, who undertook the winemaking research task, rushed into Gretel's study excitedly, with a petri dish in his left hand and a petri dish in his right hand:
"Sir!—Mr. Nordmark! I've found it! I've found it! Several batches of brewing yeast contained some bacteria that the good wines didn't have! But the failed wines did! I figured, It is these bacteria that cause the fermented wine to turn sour!"

I seem to remember that this is indeed the case... There are bacteria in the yeast, or there are bacteria in the raw materials.Gretel nodded:
"Okay, then you can do a few experiments and verify it."

"Is it here?"

"...or help you find a wine shop?"

Gretel just casually said that the accountant in the Department of Public Health was also entrusted by many industry guilds, and the middle-aged man who asked Gretel to intensify his research took it seriously.After receiving the message, he immediately went to the Liquor Industry Guild. At [-]:[-] p.m. the next day, the carriage that the guild president himself was riding in stopped in front of Gretel's mage tower.

At two o'clock in the afternoon, Leon Carlos, as an employee of the Department of Public Health, as a commissioner sent by the Magic Council to study the acidification of winemaking, accompanied by the president himself, stepped into the largest winery in the upper reaches of the Smith River .

There was smoke in the wine shop.A strange sour smell permeated everywhere, and the middle-aged accountant began to frown frequently as soon as he stepped in.Leon didn't feel uncomfortable at all, he looked around with nostalgia on his face.

A long time ago, his father took him through this winery, looked at it from a distance, and pointed it out to him.The quality of the wine that year was particularly good, and their family's family background was also good. My father once said that it would be great if we could build such a large winery in our lifetime...

The chairman bent slightly, with his right hand habitually pressing his right rib, and looked over the middle-aged accountant, carefully looking at Leon.Walking through the crushing trough and the fermentation room, he suddenly grabbed the middle-aged accountant, two steps behind, and asked him in a low voice:
"What's the surname of this mage? Is it Carlos?"

"Yes, it's me--"

Leon paused and blurted out.

That afternoon, when he left the winery and got into the carriage, he found a thick paper with patterns on the seat of the carriage.

Carlos Winery.

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