I traveled through time without patched pants, I was the richest man in the Republic of China

Although there was hope in Lu Pingsheng's eyes, he felt distressed when he saw that she looked like a fairy had sucked all her energy and blood away.

"Wait a moment."

After saying that, he ran out.

After a while, Wei Ada's voice was heard outside the yard.

"Mr. Lu, let me help you carry these two buckets into the house. They are very heavy."

Lu Pingsheng waved his hand and said, "Just put it under the eaves. I'll call someone to pick it up right away."

Wei Ada's brows were filled with joy. This week, Mr. Lu ordered two large buckets of braised meat every day.

After the stew is ready, it is placed in the yard, waiting for someone to pick it up.

It is said that it will be sent to the new refugees who have fled to the shanty towns.

Xu Ayu grumbled that Lu was a spendthrift and suggested that he should just give the refugees offal and coarse grain cakes to fill them up and satisfy their cravings.

But Mr. Lu is particular about the meat. It must be beef shank, the best spare ribs and pork belly, which are extremely expensive. If it were something else, the meat could be shared among many people.

Lu Pingsheng carried a bucket of braised meat from under the eaves with great effort into the house. His cheeks flushed red as he brought it to the dining table.

He placed the contents on the prepared plate and handed the chopsticks to Wei Miao, whose eyes were wide open.

"eat fast."

Wei Miao was naturally not polite. She didn't use chopsticks at all. She just grabbed the whole piece of beef tendon with her hands and started to chew it.

The braised pork belly melts in your mouth, the ribs are so soft and boneless that only the bones are left after just a few bites, and the beef shank is even more chewy.

Ten full minutes.

Lu Pingsheng sat quietly in front of Wei Miao and watched her wolf down the food.

Until her pale little face was covered with sauce.

When Wei Miao's eating speed slowed down and he started to use chopsticks, Lu Pingsheng spoke uncertainly:

"Ah Miao, will you have diarrhea if you eat this big piece of meat?"

Wei Miao's eyes had returned to normal. He glanced at Lu Pingsheng and said:

"It's not like I haven't eaten for seven or eight days, I just haven't eaten enough."

Lu Pingsheng breathed a sigh of relief when he thought about how when the little brat closed the door of the laboratory, there was a large box of various pastries and dried meats inside.

The little boy has lost a lot of weight, and his previously slender and upturned almond-shaped eyes seem to have become a little bigger.

Plus her hair has grown a lot, and at first glance, she looks like a little girl.

Wei Miao heard him laugh, swallowed the meat in his mouth, put the bones in his hand on the plate beside him, and said with a curled lip:

"Have you ever seen a little girl who looks like me?"

Lu Pingsheng was not a native of the Republic of China, but he had seen the colorful world and was not a country bumpkin.

"If you dress up like a young lady, you will surely charm thousands of men and women."

Wei Miao saw that although there was anxiety in his eyes, he still spoke to her calmly, as if he didn't want to put pressure on her by asking about the result.

There was still a warm feeling in her heart.

It just so happened that she didn't want to talk about men and women with Lu Pingsheng, so she said:

"The product has been developed, and the animal experiment was also successful. Both infected mice survived, and no obvious sequelae were found."

The source of infection was collected by Lu Pingsheng himself at the hospital. His mother happened to be in the hospital, so it did not attract attention.

"What about the batch?" Lu Pingsheng's voice trembled.

Wei Miao ate another rib, puffed up his cheeks and said:

"It is theoretically feasible, but if you want to mass-produce it, you need to build a production line. I don't think anyone can solve the technical problems of the instrument at present."

Wei Miao didn't say that he was ready to start studying machinery.

She thought very simply. She had produced the penicillin that Lu Pingsheng had invested in, and the subsequent problems were not her job to solve.

Of course she can solve it, but it will require additional investment.

This time she suffered great losses. Not only were the gold stored in the cracks and the jewels given by Lu Pingsheng gone, but the little bit of cultivation that she had accumulated from absorbing wealth in the past was also used up.

She felt it was a huge loss that they only developed this so-called penicillin.

Seeing her in a daze, Lu Pingsheng asked her, "Are you full?"

Wei Miao wasn’t actually full, but eating the same thing all the time was a bit disgusting, even if it was cooked by her mother.

So I slumped down in the chair exhausted and didn't want to move.

Lu Pingsheng brought over the basin that had been prepared long ago, wrung out a towel and wiped her face, then her hands.

Wei Miao saw that his eyebrows were gentle, took a deep breath of his breath, frowned and said:

"Brother Lu, how many days have you not taken a shower?"

Lu Pingsheng covered her face with the towel in his hand, feeling angry and embarrassed.

"I am worried about you every day. How can you have time to take a shower?"

Wei Miao was too lazy to take the warm towel covering his face, and muttered:

"No wonder my mom always talks about stinky men, they really are stinky."

Master Lu, who always pays attention to his style, was so angry that he gnashed his teeth!

He turned his head and saw the little civet cat standing at the door, with its chin raised high and glancing at him with arrogance in its eyes.

She walked towards Wei Miao with an elegant cat-like step, then jumped lightly on her knees.

Wei Miao felt the weight on his legs and rubbed Ali's head with his clean hands.

"Thank you for your hard work, Ali." Wei Miao said under the towel.

Lu Pingsheng became even angrier.

He pulled the towel off Wei Miao's face and said unhappily:

"Wash your hair and take a shower later, and I'll cut your hair for you. Then go and have a good sleep."

Wei Miao was very satisfied with this arrangement.

Under the busy branches of the osmanthus tree, Lu Pingsheng wrapped a white towel around Wei Miao and held a pair of scissors and a razor in his hands.

I used my hands to rub her half-wet hair:

"The cub's hair is softer than a girl's."

Wei Miao, holding the cat and squinting in the warm sun, said lazily: "Do you know how to cut hair?"

The answer to her was the sound of Lupin's clicking.

"Brother Lu, besides the corn starch you mentioned, penicillin culture medium can also use sucrose, potato sprout juice, sucrose..."

Lu Pingsheng paused with his hand holding the razor, and Wei Miao felt his scalp getting a little cold.

Lu Pingsheng looked at the white spot on his scalp and breathed a sigh of relief, while taking the initiative.

"Ah Miao, when I'm doing a high-risk action, please don't talk about things that disturb your mind, okay?"

Wei Miao pursed his lips and said nothing.

After her hair was shaved, Wei Miao wanted to look in the mirror. Lu Pingsheng saw that her head was covered with black and white spots, and went to the room with a bitter face.

When he took the mirror and was about to leave, he also took three large yellow croakers from the safe.

"Ah Miao, I have prepared all the gold. Go to sleep for a while, and I will take you home when you wake up. If you don't come home, I can't stand the way Aunt A Yu and Uncle Wei look at me."

When Wei Miao saw the golden yellow croaker, his eyes lit up and he no longer wanted to look in the mirror.

She just wanted to finish explaining everything, have a good sleep, and then go home to eat the meal her mother cooked.

"We have definitely developed something. With all the supplies in this small laboratory on the second floor, we can produce more than 40 bottles of units of penicillin in a month if we work day and night."

There was a buzzing sound in Lu Pingsheng's head, and in his hand he was tightly holding the scissors for cutting Wei Miao's hair.

After listening to the little bean's sleepy words, all kinds of thoughts flashed before his eyes like pictures.

40 units of penicillin cost two hundred dollars per bottle. (Note 1)

Thirty bottles, six thousand dollars.

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Note 1: Prices before mass production in 1943.