Chapter 43 Something Different
Exit from the lobby.

Under the guidance of Aunt Zhang, Yang Chen soon arrived at an ancient palace.

It was five o'clock in the afternoon. The sun was still quite bright at this time of summer, shining brightly on the glazed tiles on the roof of the palace.

As you step through the gate, you will find that this palace is not only beautifully decorated, but also has a large courtyard inside.

It can accommodate ten cars. I have to say that the royal family is enjoying the best.

Without a certain level of strength, it would be impossible to create such a scene.

As the two entered, four young palace maids followed behind the door.

Aunt Zhang had already arranged several people to wait on the way here.

The reason why we came together at this time was to let Yang Chen get to know each other.

"Master Yang, these four palace maids are at your disposal. They will follow your orders throughout the day.

If you have any requests, you can tell them. As long as they can do it, they will try their best to meet your needs. "

Although Aunt Zhang didn't know what Yang Chen's identity was, she might be so valued by the prince.

To call him an honorable guest, I imagine his status must be extraordinary.

I was already a criminal and needed to go to the Palace Administration Office to receive punishment. If I asked more questions, I might lose my life.

Yang Chen looked at Aunt Zhang, waved his hand and said:

"I understand, go and do your work."

"Then I will not bother Master Yang anymore."

The plain-clothed figure bowed and then disappeared into the courtyard.

The four palace maids were all pretty, young and beautiful girls.

After a brief inquiry, Yang Chen learned that the oldest of these palace maids had just turned 17, and the youngest was 14 years old.

No wonder he said why these girls are so delicate.

If this happened six hundred years later, they would all be junior high and high school students, a very young age.

"What an evil feudal society"

Yang Chen sighed in his heart and then sat on a chair in the courtyard.

He didn't waste any words and directly ordered:
"Since you have listened to my instructions, please go find me some salt, dry straw, some bamboo sticks, and some pig bristles.

In addition to these, bring me bamboo charcoal, pearl powder, and mint. You don’t need too much, just a little will do.”

The four palace maids were very smart. Each of them memorized a few things and would just go and get them later.

They were maids of the Eastern Palace, so they did not need to report taking these things.

Wait until the maid leaves.

Yang Chen began to enter the palace where he lived.

This place is much more luxurious than the house in the vegetable garden.

The tables are made of precious wood.

The edges are not only hollowed out, but also carved. There are also very beautiful porcelain tea sets on the table.

This set of stuff can be exchanged for millions of dollars in the future.

After searching the house for a long time, Yang Chen finally found the paper and pen he wanted.

He began to plan out on paper what he was going to do later.

Actually it’s nothing.

I just want to refine something.

First of all, there is wood ash. After burning paper and then soaking it in water, alkaline water can be extracted. This thing is a good thing.

Not only can it be mixed with oil to make soap, but a certain amount of crude glycerin can also be obtained in the soap-making process.

This thing is also a good thing. When combined with nitric acid in bat feces, it becomes a must-have for making explosives.

Of course, Yang Chen definitely doesn't know how to make explosives at the moment. If you don't control the amount of explosives well, it can kill people. Scientist Nobel sacrificed his brother in the process of preparing the proportion of explosives. Yang Chen would never personally handle such an unstable thing.

He wanted to use the wood ash alkali to purify crude salt.

The scientific name of this process is the ash leaching method. The alkaline substances in wood ash can separate the calcium ions in the crude salt during the reaction process with the crude salt, thereby obtaining relatively pure fine salt without bitterness.

It’s no wonder that Yang Chen wanted to do this at the first opportunity, but because what he produced in the vegetable garden was really hard to swallow.

If he can't have a normal meal tonight, he might starve to death.

As for the bamboo sticks and pig bristles, he wanted to make toothbrushes, and the latter had bamboo charcoal, pearl powder and mint.

The rest is kept to make tooth powder.

I didn't brush my teeth properly all day, and just rinsed my mouth with willow twigs and tea.

At this moment, Yang Chen's mouth was already feeling very uncomfortable, and he didn't want to get caries in this age without dentists.

Toothache is not a disease, but it can be fatal.

By the evening, with the help of the palace maids, Yang Chen had successfully made what he wanted.

Coarse salt is ground into fine salt and soaked in water to become saturated brine. After several stages of reaction, it has become edible fine salt.

Although the taste is definitely not comparable to that of later generations, it is much better.

As for toothpaste and toothbrushes, they were all successfully reproduced one by one.

As night fell, Yang Chen lay on a chair, with palace maids fanning him to keep cool, and people holding incense burners to drive away mosquitoes.

He lived a good life, but some people suffered.

In Kunning Palace, after sending his son and Yang Chen away, Zhu Yuanzhang started a new round of appeasement. It took a lot of effort to calm Queen Ma's unhappiness.

At this moment, the two had finished their dinner. Zhu Yuanzhang was dancing with joy, looking at the empty plate, still feeling unsatisfied.

"Haha! Sister, I still think your cooking is the most delicious.

It is safe and delicious, and we are not afraid of anyone harming us."

Queen Ma wiped the corners of her mouth with a silk cloth, then raised her eyebrows.

She suddenly sat up straight with a frown on her face.

"Chongba, I want to talk to you about something serious."

Hearing this, Zhu Yuanzhang couldn't help but back down.

"Sister, didn't we agree that we would never speak loudly to Biao'er in the future?"

Queen Ma shook her head.

Her body felt a little tired from the day's energy, and she knew too much news at once.

Dealing with so many things.

At her age, it's amazing that she didn't faint from a mental breakdown.

But she still stood up straight and explained with discomfort.

"Zhongba, we know you want the Ming Dynasty to regain its glory under Biao'er's rule, but you are getting more and more irritable as you get older.

No one close to you will be spared.

Biao'er is already in his twenties and almost thirty, and you still keep suppressing him.

Just ask, throughout the dynasties, how many princes like him ended up with a good end?

You are old, and so am I. The future world will belong to the young. Why don’t you try to let go and let Biaoer handle it himself?

You know how good Biao'er is. He has a better understanding of the overall situation than you, and he has more energy than you. The ministers and people under him are willing to trust him.

Why can't you just believe in Biaoer like them?"

At this moment, Zhu Yuanzhang was like a child who had made a mistake. Facing the soft-voiced Empress Ma, he just nodded continuously without any rebuttal or bad attitude.

"Sister, you are right. Sister, you are right!"

(End of this chapter)

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