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Chapter 13 Chen's Chemical Industry (Part 2)

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    By the time he asked, Chen Wanrong had already carried the bucket out of the house and went to the well. Chen Zairong hurriedly followed him: "Brother, let me wash it for you." He quickly fetched water from the well and poured it into the bucket.  Inside, he picked up a brush from the corner, rolled up his sleeves and started cleaning.

    Chen Wanrong had to wash the lid.  The container containing chemical reagents must be clean. This bucket is really dirty. It only meets my requirements if you are sweating all over.

    When the two brothers returned to the house, Mrs. Chen Wang came out of the kitchen, wiping her greasy hands on her apron, and scolded Chen Wanrong distressedly: "Wanrong, look at you, what are you doing out there when you have nothing to do? Your face is so cold  They¡¯re all green.¡±

    Chen Wanrong's face turned blue from the cold and his nose kept running. On the other hand, Chen Zairong seemed to be fine. His ability to withstand the cold was impressive. He smiled and said, "Mom, don't worry. The more you are afraid of the cold, the colder it gets.  The more you are not afraid of the cold, the less cold it will be. Just simmer it and it will be better."

    "Come and bake." Mrs. Chen Wang sat down, opened her hands to bake, and said: "It's really cold today."

    Chen Wanrong found a rag and wiped the water off the lid, then sat down with the lid and placed the lid in front of him to bake.  Mrs. Chen Wang didn't understand again: "Wanrong, what are you doing to bake the lid?"

    Chen Zairong leaned on Chen Wang¡¯s shoulder and answered on Chen Wanrong¡¯s behalf: ¡°Mom, I¡¯ve dried it and want to write on it.¡±

    "You have nothing to do after dinner, so you are writing on the lid?" Chen Laoshi rubbed his hands and came out of the room, puffing on the air conditioner and making a faint sound: "It's so cold, my hands are frozen."

    Chen Zairong then remembered that Chen Wanrong had not answered his question: "Brother, what do you want to write?"

    Chen Wanrong raised the lid and pointed on the lid: "Write the words 'Chen's Chemical Industry' in a larger font in this position. Write the two words 'tanning agent' in a larger font in the lower position."  It should be smaller and cannot be more conspicuous than the words 'Chen's Chemical'."

    Chen Laoshi and Chen Wang were confused as soon as they heard the word chemical industry and rolled their eyes without saying anything.

    "Chen means brother, so what does chemical engineering mean?" Chen Zairong also didn't understand what chemical engineering was, so he asked for advice: "Brother, can you tell me?"

    Chen Wanrong corrected him: "Zairong, you are wrong. Chen does not refer to me, but to our surname. Chemical industry is a method of transforming one thing into another thing, such as tanning.  It¡¯s the chemical process used to turn it into leather.¡±

    If you explain it according to the current definition of professional terms, they will definitely be confused, but it is better to be as simple and easy to understand as possible.

    "Wan Rong, is it chemical engineering to grow stones in water? This is what you did today." Chen Laoshi rolled his eyes and touched his forehead, as if he understood something.

    Chen Wanrong was very sure: "Dad, yes, this is chemical engineering."

    "Chen's chemical industry is our chemical industry, Wanrong, is that what you mean?" Chen Wang also understood a little bit.

    Chen Wanrong was very sure: "Mom, that's what it means."

    Chen Laoshi looked at Chen Zai Rong, crossed his legs, and began to assign tasks: "Zai Rong, please write better. What you write is our last name. If it is not written well, it will be an insult to the ancestors."

    Looking at him like that, he really looked like a leader giving instructions, Chen Wanrong was secretly amused.

    "Dad, I know even if you don't tell me, just look at it." Chen Zairong complained, took out a pen and ink inkstone from his patched linen school bag, and began to grind ink.

    Looking at Chen Zairong¡¯s patched schoolbag, Chen Wanrong remembered the old schoolbag he used to wear when he was in school. The patches were layer after layer, thicker than cowhide, and he felt a familiar feeling of d¨¦j¨¤ vu and warmth in his heart.

    The lid was dry, and Chen Wanrong put it on the table.  Driven by curiosity, Chen Laoshi and Chen Wang no longer felt cold. They gathered around the table and stretched their necks, just waiting to witness the birth of "Chen's Chemicals".

    After grinding the ink, Chen Zairong took the pen in his hand, filled it with thick ink, hung his wrist and waved the brush, and wrote the word "Chen" on the lid. The frame is rigorous and the structure is appropriate. It can be called a good calligraphy.  It's just a pity that the strength is not enough, but the strength can only be developed after many years of practice, and there is no rush.

    "However, Chen Wanrong, who has been writing pen calligraphy for more than 20 years, was still stunned for a while, and secretly praised it. After all, the calligraphy was written by ancients. It is full of ancient style and charm, and it is impossible to learn it.  In modern society, this ancient charm alone can sweep the country.

    When Chen Zairong finished writing the four words "Chen's Chemical Industry", the fonts were evenly sized and arranged neatly, which was quite beautiful. Chen Wanrong secretly praised it.

    "Good words, good words!" Chen Laoshi looked at these four words and couldn't help but admire them.  It¡¯s really gratifying that Aiko has such good calligraphy, and his face lights up.??

    Mrs. Chen Wang rolled her eyes at him: "You haven't read the book, how do you know whether it is good or not? Don't talk nonsense."

    "Can Zai Rong's handwriting be bad?" Chen Laoshi's joy did not diminish.

    Seeing how he pretended not to understand, Chen Wanrong couldn't help but smile.

    "Dad, don't praise me. When you praise me, I get goosebumps on my back. When it comes to dancing with swords and sticks, no one in our academy can rival me, but when it comes to writing, there are a few who are better than me.  "My handwriting is not strong enough, so I need to practice hard." Chen Zairong evaluated his handwriting very objectively.

    With a stroke of the pen, the word tanning agent was written.  Compared with the four characters of "Chen's Chemical Industry", which are smaller in size, his understanding is good and fully meets Chen Wanrong's requirements.

    "Wan Rong, what is the purpose of writing this word?" Chen Wang looked at the lid and asked in confusion.

    Chen Wanrong explained: "Mom, everyone has to have a name, and the things I sell must also have names and surnames. Otherwise, who would know that I sell this thing, and maybe it is sold by Amao and Agou."

    This is how the brand effect in modern society comes about. Now Chen Wanrong has no idea of ????building a brand, but having a name always makes it easier for people to remember themselves and their products, which is very good for business.

    Today, Chen Wanrong is still striving to "get rid of poverty and become rich". He never thought that the four-character "Chen's Chemical Industry" would be famous all over the world and become a role model in the minds of the Tang Dynasty people.

    The world-famous "Chen's Chemical" was born under such circumstances. It was born in a thatched house, and the person who wrote the inscription was a student without any fame.  Through Chen Wanrong's efforts, Chen's Chemical Industry achieved great success. The story of Chen Wanrong's self-starting business became a good story and was widely circulated in the Tang Dynasty.

    The famous alchemist Sima Chengzhen, who was highly praised by Emperor Ruizong and Emperor Xuanzong of the Tang Dynasty and had an indissoluble bond with the great poet Li Bai, lamented the wonders of chemical engineering.  Chen Wanrong commented on this sentence: "Chemistry was developed from alchemy, so it is naturally more wonderful than alchemy. Is it any wonder?"

    "It's getting dark, is the meal ready?" Chen Laoshi urged again.

    "Are you hungry?" Mrs. Chen Wang said dissatisfiedly: "Hurry up, pack up, let's eat."

    Chen Wanrong poured the tanning agent into the wooden barrel, covered it with a lid, moved it to the wall and put it away. Today's task was successfully completed.

    By the time Chen Wanrong put the bucket away, Chen Wang and Chen Zairong had already brought out the dishes, one braised pork ribs, one braised pork, and braised shredded pork with fungus, two side dishes, exuding an alluring aroma.

    "Get a few more bowls." Chen Laoshi came out of the house holding the wine jar: "Drink some."

    He was in a really good mood today. Not to mention that the controversy over Chen Zairong's joining the army was resolved, he was quite filial and gave him medicine. Although it was a small matter, it made him happy.  Secondly, Chen Wanrong's performance today is very different from before. He is very eye-catching, shrewd in everything, and superior in everything. Chen Laoshi is naturally very happy and can't help but drink a few drinks.

    Chen Zairong trotted into the kitchen. When he came out, he had four more bowls in his hands, one in front of each person.  Chen Laoshi sifted through four and a half bowls of wine, put the wine jar down, and started to pick up the bowls.

    Only then did Chen Wanrong remember that he had not given the money to them, so he took out the copper coins from his arms and put them in front of Chen Wang: "Mom, this is a bucket of money. I sold this bucket today for 120 copper coins.  "

    "One hundred and twenty cents? This was the price before. I pressed him again and again, but he couldn't make any profit. Wanrong, you did a good job!" For Chen Laoshi, this was a very relieved thing, as Chen Wanrong said.  As expected, he would drink a few more glasses, so he picked up the wine jar and sifted some wine into Chen Wanrong's bowl. He didn't stop until it almost overflowed, and then sifted a full bowl into his own bowl.

    "Okay, okay. Look, it's all leaking out. What a pity!" Mrs. Chen kept calling to stop.

    After a pause, Mrs. Chen Wang asked strangely: "Old man, does the sun come out from the west today? In the past, you put the jar in front of Wanrong and said you wanted to drink it yourself, but now you still pour it.  so much?"

    Chen Laoshi put down the wine jar and said stiffly: "Is it too little for you? Do you still want it?"

    "Go!" Chen Wang scolded: "Not serious!"

    Chen Laoshi held the bowl: "Wanrong, drink! Zaorong, you drink too! You drink too!" The last words were addressed to Chen Wang.

    "Father, mother, you drink!" Chen Wanrong held back his laughter, picked up the bowl and took a sip.

    Chen Laoshi picked up the bowl and drank it all in one breath. He put the bowl down and wiped his mouth, feeling very satisfied: "Drink up! This jar will be drained today!"

    "It's okay, why do you drink so much?" Chen Wang's face sank and she complained.

    "I haven't been this happy for a long time, I have to make a good fuss." Chen Laoshi's face glowed, and he planned to stay drunk.  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com)Drunk to no end.  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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