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Chapter 83 Saved a treasure!

Romez drank all the juice handed over by the doctor. The bitter taste made his tongue twitch. After taking the sugar water and gas, his wrinkled face finally stretched out.

"Mr. Luo, you said that your family has a lot of business in Venice. I don't know what it's all about?" Liang Pengfei pinched out the cigar and looked at the Venetian businessman who still looked pale.

"...I run a lot of businesses in my family in Venice, but mainly glass mirrors and clocks." Romaz's words made Liang Pengfei frown. Oh, Mr. Romes, I don't know if the glass mirrors produced by your family's workshop are made of silver nitrate or mercury?

"Silver nitrate? Can silver nitrate also make mirrors? Romes's face was puzzled. Although our Luo family is not a big businessman in Venice, we have been involved in the glass mirror industry for nearly a hundred years. We have never heard of anyone using silver nitrate to make mirrors.

"Oh, it seems that I remember it wrong. Ha ha, by the way, I don't know if Mr. Romes has studied glass. I mean, do you know how to burn glass?" Liang Pengfei laughed, but he still didn't mean to let go of the Venetian merchant.

"I know this. I'm ashamed to say that there are four brothers in my family. I don't know anything about business, but I'm very interested in these technologies. I usually study them in the glass workshop. That's why I was sent to escort my great-grandfather and my grandfather's ashes back to my hometown." Romez smiled shyly. He said.

"The content of glass sand in each region will be different, and it needs to be mixed with different agents..." As soon as Romes talked about this, he was very excited, and even told Liang Pengfei in detail that the auxiliary raw materials of glass include clarifying agents, flux, emulsions, colorants, decolorizing agents, oxidants and reducing agents. Agent and so on... Not to mention that a group of old and rough pirates around Master Liang were confused. Monk Chen's mouth was crooked and he almost fell asleep. Even if he had studied chemistry in later generations and knew some basic knowledge, Master Liang, who also had a little involvement in military chemical industry, also heard that his scalp was numb and his head was dizzy.

However, although Liang Pengfei was not very impatient with these things, he still pretended to ask for advice with an open mind, and almost danced happily in his heart. It's your grandma's. If you save someone casually, it's just a treasure basin. Now I can do it.

You know, these days, glass is still a valuable imported material. Although during the reign of Kangxi, some Westerners once dedicated glass technology to Kangxi, so Kangxi ordered the inner court to establish a glass factory in Yanjing. However, it was only for the royal family, and sometimes some would be given to the officials below, but because of the exquisiteness. Beauty, so the output is extremely small. As for ordinary people who want to buy glass supplies, they can only buy them from merchants, while merchants get them through trade from those foreign merchants.

Although Liang Pengfei has read a lot of time-travel novels and knows what glass is made of, he still needs a lot of attempts to burn usable glass, but Master Liang doesn't have the patience to squat on the edge of the boiler to play with sand and mud.

More importantly, the West has been able to use glassware for various chemical tests, while the East has lagged behind the West in the beginning of chemistry. If Liang Pengfei can obtain this technology through Romes, he can directly form a product, then for the later Oriental chemistry and The development of various disciplines has absolutely great benefits.

"Mr. Luo, you can rest here to heal your wounds first. There is another thing I need to tell you about the matter that you want to escort your great-grandfather and grandfather's ashes back to your hometown for burial. I'm afraid you need to think about it again. You know, all Qing people must be like us..." Liang Pengfei pointed to himself. That braid..

Romes couldn't help staring: "Do you mean that I also need such a braid? Without this thing, the government won't let me land?!"

"Yes, if you don't have this braid, even God can't save you. You know, the shaving order of the court has not been cancelled. I'm afraid that as soon as you go ashore, you will have to see the king of the will." The white scholar next to him looked gloating and seemed to be happy to see others eat. It seems that he had just been tortured by Romez's nonsense and wanted to take revenge.

"What should I do with this?" Romes was a little dumbfounded. It took him more than a year and a lot of hard work to bring the ashes of his great-grandfather and grandfather to the east, but he didn't expect that he could not go to the mainland because he didn't have braids. Romes sat in a daze. For a moment, it was really difficult to tell his heart. The frustration." Don't I have to wait for your hair to be as long as you?

"What is a year or two? Your ancestors have been waiting for more than a hundred years to return to their hometown." Liang Pengfei did not mean to comfort Romes, but stirred up the flames beside him. His expression was like a thief who touched the bag, waiting for the fat sheep to put the money withdrawn from the bank into his pocket.

When Romes heard this, his expression was full of struggle, but soon after, he nodded: "Mr. Liang, you're right. My great-grandfather, in order to return to his hometown, even asked him to be cremated directly after his death so that he could bring the ashes back to the East. The setback is really nothing, but..." Romes looked at Liang Pengfei with a little embarrassment.

"Don't worry, just stay here and treat it as your home. Just take care of your wounds. When the time comes, I will take you back to the mainland, so that your ancestors can fall to their roots." Liang Pengfei's words moved Romes to tears.

"Thank you, Mr. Liang. You are really my noble. If there is anything useful for me, please feel free to tell me." Romes sat in ** and bowed deeply to Liang Pengfei. There are still many good people in the world! Romes sighed with emotion in his heart.

"Yes, it seems that I have a free elite technician." Liang Pengfei was secretly proud.

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On the third day after the naval battle, the official Liang finally rushed to Crab King Island. After hearing his son's appalling record and harvest, the official Liang's mouth did not close until he visited the trophy and saw the Xiyi pirates who were stuffed with several kilns like pigs. After that, Liang Daguan completely accepted the reality of this perfect victory.

"It's really good. With these warships and those fast ships, who does our Lao Liang family need to be afraid of? Even the sailor in the court is not as good as us. The official Liang stood on the turret of Liangbao and looked at the Xiyi pirates who were repairing the wharf and cleaning the waterway under the surveillance and guard of the pirates of Liangfu, as well as the warships and fast ships with towering masts and strong firepower. He couldn't mention how happy they were.

"Hey hey hey, my son of Lao Liang is much better than his son of Lao Shi." Liang's official eyebrows were flying, and he couldn't wait to drag Shi Xiang's father to the expression of the comparison, and he saw Liang Pengfei's cold sweat beside him.

Those men automatically consciously ignored the front of them and continued to act as wooden people behind them.

Liang Pengfei was secretly glad that he let Shi Xianggu lead her own soldiers to leave Crab King Island, otherwise she really didn't know how the iceberg beauty would react when she heard her father's words.

Because Shi Xianggu's father has always been unwilling to go to the island, and now everything has been done and the follow-up affairs have been agreed, Shi Xianggu left Crab King Island yesterday and returned to the fleet to deal with some things. She was waiting at sea to meet with the fleet of Liangfu and go to Luzon together.

"Dad, what do you think of what my son just told you?" Liang Pengfei wiped the cold sweat on his forehead and said to the official Liang with a flattering smile.

Liang Yuanxia touched his black beard: "Dad has said that you decide what you think you can do. Since you think it's necessary, do it. With me on Crab King Island, those Xiyi pirates and Spanish prisoners of war can't stand the big waves.

Liang's words made Liang Pengfei relax a lot. Of course, if you have a father, you are sitting here. Naturally, Crab King Island is Anrutai Mountain. That's the way, my son also wants to ask his father to send a letter to Boss Pan.

"Oh? What kind of letter." Official Liang's eyes fell on Liang Pengfei.

"My son wants to ask Boss Pan to lay the foundation for the governor of Liangguang, Fukang Anfu first..." After Liang Pengfei biting his ear with Liang's official for a while, Liang's official couldn't help laughing and patted his son's broad and strong shoulder: "Ok, this matter is on my father. It's done with those knocking bricks. I guess this matter may really be as you wish. You know, Fukang Anren came to Liangguang and shouted to calm down the four seas, but more than half a year has passed, how many small fish and shrimps have been caught? You sent so many big fish this time. I'm afraid Marshal Fu doesn't know what Lecheng is like.

"As long as we can climb this big tree, our Liang family will have nothing to be afraid of at this stage. As long as our son can stand firm in the army and have military power in hand, even if Fu Kang'an leaves Guangzhou, who can stand me? ..." Liang Pengfei also opened his mouth to agree.

"That's true. By the way, son, when you go to Luzon, you must be careful. Think twice about everything, but lose a lot because of small things. Although Liang said that his son made his own decisions and trusted his son's ability, he still couldn't help telling him out of his father's instinct.

"Dad, don't worry, son must pay attention." Liang Pengfei nodded and thought that he had flown to Luzon Island thousands of miles away, --------------------

(to be continued)