The Han culture is spreading strongly in Southeast Asia

Chapter 130 You Have to Listen to Your Mother-in-Law

Feeling that he was too prominent and refusing to join Taksin in attacking Chanthaburi, Mo Zi Bu really became low-key, and the soldiers under his command began to take turns taking holidays.

He hung out with Peter every day and forced Ou Zirong to learn French and European history.

Ou Zirong was tortured so much that he made a fuss and refused to learn several times, but in the end he was powerless.

The most important reason for this situation of keeping a low profile is that Mo Zibu is not strong enough.

Including the sailors, he had only two thousand men, and no more than thirteen or fourteen thousand combat soldiers. Together with Kun Apayebo's five hundred musketeers, there were less than two thousand men.

With this level of strength, they can only defeat 5,000 quasi-first-line Burmese troops, and cannot even crush them, so they can only choose to hide when they are in the spotlight.

If he had the strength to defeat tens of thousands of Burmese troops, he wouldn't have to do this at all.

After remembering that he was once a chemistry student, Mo Zibu began to recall the past crazily, and then he immediately understood Ou Zirong's pain.

Before Mo Dalongtou traveled through time, he had lived a very hard life as a child due to his family's financial situation. In order to achieve the goal of "leaping over the dragon gate", he almost studied day and night, and was almost willing to hang his head on the beam and prick his legs with a needle.

You may ask me why Mo Dalongtou worked so hard but only got into an ordinary second-tier university.

Then he will tell you that he studied in a rural high school in the west, where the teaching quality was so good that it would make anyone cry.

In the 08 college entrance examination, out of the six classes of his school with over students, a total of eleven were admitted to undergraduate programs.

There are only a few students in the first batch of junior colleges. Among the more than 100 junior college students, most of them go to schools that can be entered by paying money and only require more than 200 points.

Among the eleven undergraduate universities, let alone 985 and 211, there is not even one from the first batch, all of them are from the second batch.

This was the current situation of Shangala Middle School. Among the older teachers at that time, there were even some who graduated from vocational teachers' colleges and obtained bachelor's degrees through correspondence courses.

As the economy developed, this high school quickly diverted its students and turned into a technical secondary school. Then, a few years later, it merged with the county vocational high school and disappeared completely.

This extremely poor teaching environment resulted in me, Mo Dalongtou, having studied chemistry for five years in junior high and high school, having only entered the laboratory a handful of times.

After working hard to get into college, I was able to barely keep up with the textbook knowledge in college, but when I got to the laboratory, I found a huge gap between me and my classmates.

He had heard of many experimental instruments but had never seen them in person, and he had never even heard of some of them.

It can almost be said that he and his classmates from other large and medium-sized cities studied two different types of chemistry.

So Mo Zibu quickly gave up on himself and couldn't resist the temptation of computer games, so he started playing directly.

This also affects Mo Zibu now. Simply put, his experimental skills are extremely poor. He doesn't have much physical impression of the instruments needed for the experiment, so it is difficult for him to replicate a batch.

However, after all, I have studied hard for five years, and although some knowledge has been washed away by time, if I think about it carefully, I can still remember some of it.

His first thought was to develop smokeless gunpowder, a powerful weapon.

One of the biggest difficulties in smokeless gunpowder is synthesizing ammonia.

Mo Zibu closed the door and thought about it for two or three days, and he was able to barely recall the reaction formula and process flow of synthesizing ammonia.

Then he was dumbfounded.

Because with the current level of technology, none of the vaporizers, converters, synthesis towers, ammonia storage tanks, etc. needed to synthesize ammonia can be produced.

If he wanted to figure all this out, he would probably have to start with other disciplines like smelting and materials. Mo Zibu estimated that he would have to work on this for his entire life before he could get a clue.

It feels numb.

As for other things, such as Nobel's thermodynamic method for producing nitroglycerin, TNT, etc., he roughly knew the production process.

But with current technology, or to be more precise, in the general environment of Southeast Asia and even the entire East, it is impossible to produce it.

Materials, experiments, talents, applications and costs are all unresolved.

However, there are two types of mozi cloth that can be made, namely chemically stable fulminate of mercury and nitrocellulose.

These two things can be made into propellant for guns and cannons, which can bring revolutionary changes to the firing methods of current flintlock rifles and cannons.

But... do you dare to get him out now?
Mo Zibu shook his head and the answer was no.

If these two things were really developed and spread to Europe, the Europeans who have the demand, funds and talent would be able to bring about a gun revolution within ten or twenty years.

By the time the percussion gun or the more advanced needle-fired gun appears dozens or hundreds of years earlier, the Europeans will be very powerful.

Now is the era of flintlock rifles. The whole world, especially the East, can still resist if it struggles.

But the needle-fired gun is a product of two different eras. It might become a nightmare for the entire East and bring forward the Opium War by decades. We dare not do that.

Looking at it this way, forget about nitroglycerin and TNT.

At least don't think too much about it until Mo Zibu builds a mature medium-sized power, roughly the same size as the combined size of Spain and northern Italy in Europe.

At this moment, old Mr. Zheng Mosai came over with a smile, followed by a beautiful girl surrounded by maids.

I have some impression of Mo Zi Bu, she seems to be one of the three daughters of Phraya Rayong.

Phraya Rayong is really pitiful. When he could have surrendered and become a shareholder, he stubbornly resisted. When he could have resisted and negotiated terms, he knelt down smoothly.

This is so embarrassing. Even though he has saved some of the family property, he has no status at all.

Of the three beautiful daughters, one was married by Zheng Xin to Zheng Mincheng, whose wife was killed by the Burmese army; one was kept by Zheng Xin, apparently intending to marry her; and the other was now sent to Mo Zibu.

Before Zheng Mosai introduced it, Mo Zibu also remembered it.

This woman was wearing a plain traditional Thai long skirt, lightly made up but graceful, with two big fruits above her slender waist. When she walked, it seemed that her entire upper body was shaking gently.

It seemed like that was the day Zheng Xin asked him to choose one of the three, but Mo Zibu did not choose any of them.

Looking at her appearance more closely, she has a standard oval face and big, twinkling eyes. She is definitely a beauty, but not too coquettish.

She looks a bit like the Thai actress named Natabo in later generations. At least her appearance is one in a million.

But Mo Zibu was in distress at the moment, so he just glanced at it twice and waved his hand.

"Uncle, you came at the right time. I'm just short of someone to drink with. Let's send this girl back." It's not that he doesn't like beautiful women, but Mo Zibu knows very well that a girl of this level would be watched by so many people, which is not in line with Mo Zibu's current objective requirement of keeping a low profile.

Besides, this woman was sent out from Zheng Xin’s mansion, but Zheng Xin didn’t show any reaction, at least not even a word. Who knows what’s going on here?
Oh, last time I asked you to choose one from three, but you acted so noble. Now that the marriage is settled, you just choose one without saying a word, right?

Mo Zibu's experience before traveling through time told him that there were other situations except when the father-daughter relationship was bad or the daughter was an older single woman.

Most fathers feel uncomfortable, lost, and even a little painful during the period before their beloved daughters get married. It is best not to provoke them if possible.

what?
As soon as Mo Zibu finished speaking, Zheng Mosai's eyes widened.

He was indeed shocked. You want to send something of this level back without blinking an eye? Do you know how many people are fighting for it openly or secretly?

He looked at Mo Zibu suspiciously, first observed Mo Zibu's eyes, and after confirming that he was not blind, he immediately looked at Mo Zibu's crotch with ill intentions.

Mr. Zheng now deeply suspects that there is something wrong with Mo Zibu's male ability, otherwise it would never be like this.

The beauty standing next to him was also startled at first. When she was twelve or thirteen years old, she was used to men looking at her with lustful eyes. She didn't expect that Mo Zibu could be immune to it even though he was dressed up today. She also suspected that Mo Zibu had some unspeakable secrets.

But then she seemed to remember something, without any emotion, her eyes turned slightly red, tears rolled around in her eyes, and then flowed down.

This pitiful look of tears in her eyes made even an old man like Zheng Mosai, who was really not doing well, feel sorry for her.

When it comes to beauty, you have to see it in person; photos are meaningless.

Before traveling through time, Mo Zibu once accepted a high-end business reception. He opened his tablet and browsed around, then he was speechless.

That's it, just coming here to dance and have a few drinks costs more than two thousand?
But when the person really arrived, Mo Zibu thought to himself not to stare at him too much, as it would make him look unsophisticated, but he just couldn't control his eyes.

Until I heard that takeout only costs five or six thousand.

Ahem, it's magically not expensive at all.

Most of the time, people don’t look photogenic. If you look at their photos or videos, you will find that even the goddesses and Dilraba Dilmurat look like that.

But if she really comes up to you and communicates with you, most men will be unable to resist and will be shocked by her beauty.

Because in addition to the impact brought by the real appearance, there are also the added factors of manners, figure, expression, temperament, smell, etc.

So when Zheng Mosai saw that Mo Zibu could hold on, he was extremely shocked, but he had to complete the task.

First of all, Zheng Mosai can be said to be one of the people in Chaozhou Group who is most familiar with Mo Zibu. Like Huang Wenzhe and Luan Zhen, he is very optimistic about Mo Zibu.

Especially after Mo Zibu went deep into the enemy's territory alone and rescued so many Chaozhou people without taking credit for himself, he became more determined to invest in Mo Zibu.

This beauty, who was personally trained by his sister-in-law, is the best medium.

Secondly, Taksin had already revealed his idea to him. In the future, Taksin hoped that Moses Chan would conquer the various states on the Malay Peninsula with his support.

It would be best to drive the Dutch out and let the Chinese dominate Southeast Asia. This is a market that is no smaller than Siam, and investing in it is definitely profitable.

Finally, Taksin is now about to become the savior of Siam, and there is a high probability that he will become king in the future, so the position around him has become valuable.

Currently, Taksin’s wife is also a member of the Chaozhou Najin circle. After Taksin became king, he named her Gongluan Zhuburijak.

This queen came from the Wu family, a prominent family in Chaozhou. Her Chinese name was Xuan. Her history was even more remarkable. Her ancestors were all ancestral pioneers in the Chaozhou circle.

The ancestor of their Wu family went to Southeast Asia at the end of the Southern Song Dynasty. He claimed that he had participated in the Battle of Yashan and came to this land earlier than the current Siamese people.

The Wu family had held high-ranking officials in Siam during the Ming Dynasty. During the Chenghua period, they went to the Ming court as envoys from Siam to pay tribute. Their name was Naiying Biyamei.

It can be said that if the Wu family's genealogy is not fabricated, they are the ancestors of the Najin family of Siam, very likely the only one.

At the same time, Wu Xuan is also the mother of Zheng Xin's eldest daughter Shishi and eldest son Ashui, which means she is Mo Zibu's mother-in-law.

Of course, Shishi is already thirteen years old, and Wu Xuan is naturally starting to age. She is definitely not able to compete with the various beauties who are now gathering around Zheng Xin.

Among them, the biggest threat to Wu Xuan was Phraya Rayong's three daughters.

Zheng Xin gave Zheng Mincheng one, and now there are two.

Well, Wu Xuan can't handle it alone. If two of them were left to cooperate with each other, the scene would be so beautiful that Wu Xuan couldn't even imagine it.

So she couldn't even take care of it, even if it was for Mo Zibu or her own son-in-law.

Shishi is indeed her favorite daughter, but her status can never compare to that of her son.

Therefore, Zheng Mosai could only express his opinion to Mo Zibu in a very obscure way, and Mo Zibu immediately nodded in agreement.

We need to take care of our father-in-law’s emotions, and our mother-in-law’s even more so.

"Then stay here for the time being!" Mo Zibu nodded, but he suddenly had a headache again.

"Uncle, you still have to take it back and raise it in your home for me.

I'm a rough guy here, so it's not appropriate for a delicate beauty like this to suddenly appear here. I live in the barracks, and it's not safe to leave her outside."

Zheng Mosai was shocked and even in awe.

Now he could accept it, but Mo Zibu still didn't take it seriously. Zheng Mosai had never seen anyone who could remain unshakable in the face of such beauty.

Even Zheng Xin and Zheng Mosai could see that he was very interested, but they felt that the time was not right, so they did not take action. However, they often summoned Zheng Xin to serve them and chat with them.

Only Mo Zibu really doesn't care!
This self-control and courage show great ambition!
Haha, Mo Zibu smiled faintly in his heart. Beautiful women are indeed good and everyone loves them, but how can they compare to the sense of satisfaction of such a top achievement as turning the tide and saving a collapsing building.

woman?

Women only slow down my ability to recall chemical formulas!

　I read about the family history of Queen Taksin and the Wu family a long time ago. I don't know if I saw it on CNKI or on Zhihu, in a paper from Jinan University that traced the families that went to Southeast Asia during the Southern Song Dynasty. But now I can't find it.

　　If Zhihu saw it, I guess its credibility would be even lower. I didn't want to write it at first, but then I thought, I'm writing a novel, and it won't hurt to have rich character backgrounds.

　　In short, it is true that Zheng Xin's wife's Chinese name is Xuan, and she is the daughter of a prominent Nazhen family in Chaozhou. As for whether her surname is Wu and whether this family has as long a history as they claim, there is no solid evidence and it remains doubtful.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)