Don't get married if you're reborn.

Chapter 9 I want to make progress too much
Zeng Wenjie was holding a ball of enameled wire in his hand. The silver had been melted by concentrated sulfuric acid and needed this thing to be recycled.

The silver in the gold and silver liquid can be recovered by heating it with red copper. Red copper is pure copper with a copper content of 99.5%-99.95%.

The enameled wire in Zeng Wenjie's hand was removed from a discarded motor. This thing is the most convenient to use. The copper content is already high. If it is a high-quality product, the content can even reach 99.99%.

Pour concentrated sulfuric acid into water to dilute it into dilute sulfuric acid, put it into the enameled wire and heat it, and the silver can be successfully recovered.

The remaining step is to take out the gold inside.

After the gold is removed, it needs to be boiled three times in clean water to remove the acidic substances.

Zeng Xiangdong, with red eyes and a cigarette in his mouth, watched his son do three more dishes. He was so bold as to put his hand into the water to stir it and licked his fingers.

"It's done, the sour taste is gone!" Zeng Wenjie said happily. He lit a cigarette excitedly to refresh himself and took out the purified gold.

Zeng Xiangdong didn’t understand much, so he didn’t dare to comment, but he was a little worried that his son might be poisoned to death!
What is on the table right now is pure goods.

Zeng Xiangdong saw that the gold he took out was in the form of mud, and it was not golden yellow, but dark red.

Zeng Wenjie gave it a gentle twist with his hand, and the mud-like gold nugget shattered into golden sand.

"I know the next step. Just bake it at high temperature and then cool it down to form it!" Zeng Xiangdong said excitedly as he touched the pure stuff.

"Then I'll leave the last step to you." Zeng Wenjie was also so tired that his back ached, so he sat down on the bench to rest and let his father take care of the last step.

Zeng Xiangdong immediately started working, working alone with great vigor and energy, not feeling tired at all.

After a while, the gold sand melted, and the fire was stopped to wait for it to cool down.

Another porcelain cup that grandma used for wine banquet was damaged.

"Wow... this little treasure is so beautiful!" Zeng Xiangdong held nearly 100 grams of pure gold in his hand and looked at it under the light.

There is a depression in the center of this piece of pure gold, which is called a "dent" in the industry.

Pure gold must "fall into the nest", and if it does not "fall into the nest", it is not pure gold.

Looking into the "nest", it was red and yellow.

Zeng Xiangdong excitedly kissed the gold nugget in his hand several times, with a huge smile on his face.

Zeng Wenjie glanced at the time. Oh my god, it was already four o'clock in the morning!
Man, who has ever seen Baishui Town at four in the morning...

When he becomes rich and is interviewed by reporters, he can say this with confidence.

No, why bother getting rich? Just be a quiet rich second generation!
Dad makes money for me to enjoy, buy cars, watches, luxury houses, and go to the club like a young girl!
"Dad, why don't you use a testing stone to scratch it and see." Zeng Wenjie reached into the bucket beside him, picked out a black pebble, and threw it directly to Zeng Xiangdong.

Zeng Xiangdong took it in a panic, causing the gold to fall to the ground.

This made him laugh at himself: "I picked up stones and lost gold!"

Kaoshi are the black pebbles commonly found on riverbanks. The finer the stone and the darker the color, the better. Simply grind it on a whetstone to create a cut surface, then polish it with human or hair oil until it becomes a shiny black color before use. Therefore, you'll often see goldsmiths polishing black pebbles instead of beads or walnuts.

Zeng Xiangdong picked up the gold on the ground and carefully scratched the surface of the pebble.

A dark red, non-reflective scratch appeared on it.

Well, if it reflects light, then it’s a fake.

"It couldn't be purer!"

Zeng Xiangdong smiled and showed his son the scratches on the cut surface, screaming with red eyes.

Zeng Wenjie took the stone and said, "I'll keep this thing as a souvenir. It's getting late, let's go to bed!"

Zeng Xiangdong glanced at the time, grinned, and said, "Okay, go to bed! Tomorrow I'll go talk to Zhang Laosan and we'll split up!"

Zeng Wenjie laughed and said, "Do you trust me so much? What if the information I received is inaccurate?" Zeng Xiangdong pointed at Zeng Wenjie, giving the latter an immediate visual sense of "Ip Man emoticon package".

After this night of alchemy, the sense of trust between father and son has been successfully established.

"Set the alarm, get up at 6:30, and then run to grandpa's house to learn Russian..."

"Ah, Mu Qingyang, I'm really too busy being your steel wool!!!"

Zeng Wenjie set the alarm clock and fell asleep. It seemed that he was woken up by the alarm clock just after closing his eyes.

He hurriedly washed up and squatted to the toilet, then ran along the old street to his grandfather's house on the new street.

My grandfather was used to getting up early. He was squatting at the faucet at the door, brushing his teeth with his toothbrush and toothbrush holder, when he saw Zeng Wenjie running towards him, panting.

"Good morning!" Grandpa greeted in Russian.

"Grandpa, good morning!" Zeng Wenjie grinned, came over, scooped up a handful of water and rubbed the sweat off his face.

Grandpa asked, a little puzzled, "When did you become so keen on learning Russian? Didn't you refuse to learn it before?"

Zeng Wenjie laughed and said, "I think Russian is pretty cool. When the time comes, I'll say 'I like you' to a girl in Russian. I'm sure it will look so cool!"

Grandpa was stunned for a moment, then couldn't help shaking his head and laughing, saying, "Your motives are not pure! But it's a good thing that you are willing to learn."

He took Zeng Wenjie to the study, took out a pile of Russian books, and started teaching.

Although Zeng Wenjie had just stayed up all night and slept for about two hours in total, he was young after all and was in good spirits. In addition, after his rebirth, his memory seemed to have been inexplicably strengthened, so he learned it quickly.

"Tsk, you're a smart kid, but why did you only get this low score in English?" Grandpa couldn't help but say. He felt that his grandson had a talent for languages.

"I am a Chinese, and my soul will remain Chinese even after death. It is impossible for me to learn English! Failing the exam proves that I love my country; failing Chinese and maths means I am sorry for my motherland." Zeng Wenjie righteously recited the doggerel that made his English teacher furious.

Grandpa laughed heartily and said, "That's right. The countries that use English are all imperialist. If you want to learn something, learn Russian. Who knows, the Soviet Union might come back someday. If you learn Russian well, it will be useful sooner or later, besides picking up girls."

Zeng Wenjie was inexplicably horrified when he heard this and decided that it was better to let this matter go...

I'm learning Russian just to pick up girls, nothing else! I don't want to be a mercenary on the battlefield!

After two hours of study, grandma was already making breakfast.

The older generation in Baishui Town are accustomed to eating only two meals a day, breakfast and dinner, with breakfast being around nine or ten o'clock.

"Grandpa, can you give me a mobile phone?" Zeng Wenjie thought for a moment and started to blackmail him.

"What do you need a cell phone for? Just concentrate on your studies!" Grandpa looked up at him while drinking porridge.

Zeng Wenjie said, "Hey, I really want to improve! I just want to learn Russian by myself. If I don't understand something, I can call you anytime. Running from the old street is at least two or three kilometers, it's so tiring!"

Grandma smiled and said, "Old man, buy him a phone! There's a cell phone store across the street that just opened and they're having a sale. It'll be easier to keep in touch with him when he goes to college!"

My grandfather thought this made sense, and after thinking about it, he agreed.

His pension is high, more than enough to buy Zeng Wenjie a mobile phone.

At that time, Nokia dominated the mobile phone market and stood out from the crowd... Until a few years later, it stubbornly used the Symbian system, which led to its gradual elimination from the market.

His grandfather threatened him to learn Russian well and bought him a Nokia N6670.

If it were any other young guy, he would probably scream with excitement.

However, Zeng Wenjie, who was accustomed to various high-end mobile phones in later generations, only thought that this was a brick that could be used to hit people and block bullets.

(End of this chapter)