Survival skills maxed out, I feed my wife and daughter by catching fish and shrimp

Amid the cheers of the people, Chen Changfan was escorted out of the yamen.

He looked back as if he had realized something, and seemed to have seen Shang Zhengren's figure.

"As soon as we got there, that idiot county magistrate suddenly agreed to the reward. I guess it was that Shang who was behind it. They must be holding back."

After these few contacts, he felt more and more that Shang Zhengren was a complete old silver coin.

The other party had obviously set his sights on him, and he had to be on guard.

"My boss——"

Beside Hu the bricklayer's ox cart, Old Wei, Aunt Liu and others had already gathered around, looking at Chen Changfan with more and more respect.

If fishing was just a technical job before, hunting tigers now requires both strength and courage.

The boss showed off his skills today, and I believe no one will dare to compete with their fish stall anymore. The business may even become more prosperous because of the title of tiger-fighting hero.

"Boss, what should we do with this tiger corpse?" Old Wei asked.

"Go back and dismember the tiger. Keep the skin, sell the bones to the pharmacy, and sell the meat directly."

Chen Changfan estimated that if he sold the whole tiger, he would probably only get three or four hundred taels of silver.

But if they are sold separately, the profit will be much higher.

Anyway, he has a stall in the market, and the freshness of tiger meat can bring some popularity to the fish stall.

Hearing this, everyone nodded.

They had seen Chen Changfan's knife skills, which seemed to be even more skilled than a butcher slaughtering pigs.

I guess dismembering this tiger is no problem.

This time, Chen Changfan specially greeted his wife, and then the group returned to Dahe Village.

This time, the tiger's body was carefully covered with felt cloth, so as not to attract onlookers.

After placing the tiger's corpse in the yard, everyone paid Chen Changfan.

The two fish stalls and the noodle stall made a profit of twelve taels after deducting the wages of a few people.

This little bit of silver could no longer cause any fluctuation in Chen Changfan's heart. Most of his thoughts were now focused on the mountains.

When sending everyone away, Chen Changfan did not forget to remind them.

"When you have time, reinforce the roofs of your houses."

Everyone was confused, but since the boss said so, he must have his reasons, so they just had to obey.

After closing the gate and pulling out the knife, I found that the sharp blade that once shone with a cold light was already covered with rust.

"A knife won't be sharp if you don't use it... sharpen it first."

He found a whetstone, moistened the whetstone and the blade with water, and began to sharpen the knife slowly.

After a while, the sharp knife regained its former sharpness. He gripped the handle tightly, cut through the tiger's fur with one stroke, and began to skin it skillfully.

After a while, a complete tiger skin came into view, and Chen Changfan quickly separated the flesh and bones.

"Just sell the tiger bones and buy some alum."

Seeing that it was not yet dark, Chen Changfan went to the pharmacy again.

I didn't expect that the tiger bone was so valuable. A pharmacy simply didn't have that much cash.

He went to three pharmacies before he sold all the tiger bones.

After receiving hundreds of taels of silver, he also bought a bag full of alum.

Green vitriol was a medicinal ingredient in ancient times, but few people know that it is actually a very important industrial raw material.

Green vitriol can be calcined at high temperature and dissolved in water to prepare sulfuric acid.

However, he did not add some water and green vitriol to the spoon and burn it directly with a candle as shown in some TV dramas.

That's not scientific at all.

Because the burning point of candles is not high enough, and the process of preparing sulfuric acid will produce toxic waste gas, it is almost impossible to make sulfuric acid without the help of equipment.

Fortunately, in his previous life, Chen Changfan knew a traditional method of preparing sulfuric acid, which could be prepared with the equipment he had on hand.

He found a few water jars and some green tiles.

Several holes will be drilled, and then the water tanks will be turned upside down in pairs. The semicircular green tiles will be connected with clay to form "pipes".

Then build the combustion chamber, filling tower, condensation chamber and other reaction areas, and finally connect the water tanks in sequence with pipes to form a very simple preparation device.

This traditional method of producing sulfuric acid is called the tower jar method. The person who came up with this method is really very smart. He accidentally wrote it down after seeing it at that time, and he didn't expect to use it here.

Green vitriol is put into the tower tank, ignited and heated. As the reaction proceeds little by little, sulfuric acid, known as the "mother of industry", is prepared.

Of course, the concentration of this sulfuric acid is not too high, but compared with its preparation, further purification of sulfuric acid is much simpler.

After working until midnight, Chen Changfan finally prepared a small jar of concentrated sulfuric acid with a fairly good concentration.

He closed the pottery jar with satisfaction, put it away carefully, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth:

"With this thing, the Nether Crocodile will be able to escape in no time."

……

In the private room of the restaurant.

Cheng Weimin drank his wine in silence with an unhappy look on his face. Finally, he couldn't hold it in any longer and looked at Shang Zhengren who was sitting opposite him and asked:

"Brother Zhengren, why did you ask me to give that kid a reward today?"

"Sir Cheng, do you know that the tree that stands out in the forest will be destroyed by the wind?" Shang Zhengren said slowly.

"I know that a tree that stands out in the forest will be destroyed by the wind, but what does this have to do with the fishmonger?"

Cheng Weimin still looked a little puzzled.

Shang Zhengren smiled slightly, but in his heart he was speechless about this incompetent county magistrate.

"Chen Erlang brought the people here today, carrying the people's will. The people's will cannot be violated, so you cannot embarrass him in public. Instead, you should praise him."

"This... that fishmonger is way too arrogant. I originally thought he was just a commoner, but who knew he'd actually gotten in touch with Mr. Chai and even bought an official position. Now he's even riding on my head!"

Cheng Weimin still felt angry when he thought about it.

"Sir Cheng, you must be magnanimous to accomplish great things. With your cunning personality, it will be difficult for you to move forward..." Shang Zhengren smiled and shook his head, obviously worried about the latter's understanding.

"Sometimes, simply suppressing someone isn't enough to win. Properly praising him can actually have surprising results. You know what it means to climb high and then fall hard, right?"

"I understand the principle, but how should I do it?"

"That's easy. All you have to do tomorrow is post two notices."

"Brother Zhengren, stop keeping me in suspense and tell me everything!"

Shang Zhengren chuckled, "One notice is about Chen Changfan being rewarded for his tiger-slaying meritorious service. His reputation as a tiger-slaying hero must be emphasized."

Cheng Weimin frowned, "Isn't this exactly what he wants?"

"No! The second notice exaggerates the bandit problem, hoping to make the people realize that the bandit problem is as fierce as a tiger, and then let the people recommend a leader to suppress the bandits. In the end, no matter what the people recommend, Chen Changfan must be the leader, and he will lead the team to suppress the bandits in a few days, hehe..."

Cheng Weimin finally smiled knowingly, "When the time comes, I won't give him any soldiers, I'll just throw him into a bandit den, hehe..."

The two smiled at each other, with a hint of cruelty in the corners of their eyes.