Chapter 6: The European Grandmother
Yang Dabang is learning from great comrade Rasputin.
That old guy was just a bit of a remedy for hemophilia, and then he had some special talents in one aspect, as a result, he was able to stir up trouble in Russia, making a huge empire bleed rivers, now with hundreds of tons of special medicine in his hands, why can't he achieve the same great feat?
Hemophilia is nothing in front of me, there's hemostatic powder on the ship, and there's a batch of coagulation factor VIII in the cold storage, these two combined are the ultimate solution for hemophilia.
To know the source of this disease, it is none other than this old lady who is about to celebrate her birthday, Queen Victoria not only conquered almost the world with her fleet but also destroyed Britain's most powerful enemy, Russia, with her haemophilia gene. The last Empress of Russia now lives in the shadow of her grandmother, and the end of the Romanov dynasty was largely due to this woman who would stop at nothing for her son. Poor little Alexei probably doesn't know how to face his great-grandmother in the afterlife.
On May 25, at Buckingham Palace, Xue Fucheng, as the Chinese Minister to the UK, accompanied by his interpreter Yang, represented Empress Dowager Cixi and Emperor Guangxu, formally attending the royal celebration for Queen Victoria's birthday, of course, also bringing various congratulatory gifts.
In return, they were granted a ceremonial audience with Queen Victoria, standing beside Xue Fucheng, Yang Feng gazed at the stately seventy-year-old lady sitting on the throne.
It can be said that this is the true master of this world, Victorian Britain, like America many centuries later, was high above, superior to all, with a fleet so massive as to suffocate any challenger, making every corner of the earth feel the majesty of the empire on which the sun never sets. In stark contrast, at the other end of the earth, another old woman is struggling to push another equally massive empire into the abyss.
The conversation between the two sides was brief, and it was just some ceremonial greetings. The meeting ended quickly, and when the British were about to bid farewell, Xue Fucheng suddenly said: "Your Majesty the Queen, in celebration of your birthday, Her Majesty the Empress Dowager of our country has also prepared a special gift."
Yang Feng quickly translated the sentence.
Although she felt quite surprised, Queen Victoria smiled and thanked him, then casually asked what the gift was.
Xue Fu Cheng looked at Yang Feng and signaled him to come over and explain.
"Your Majesty, I am not only the translator of Gong Shang, but also a doctor. My family has passed down secret prescriptions that can cure many diseases, even some incurable ones, such as tuberculosis, relapsing fever, cholera, and even hemophilia." Yang Feng said with a smile.
"What did you say?" The old lady could no longer remain calm, and she even made a subconscious movement to get up. To know that her youngest son, Prince Leopold, had died of haemophilia just a few years ago, and several of her grandsons had also died from this terrible disease, and two of her sons had also died prematurely due to the illness.
"I can cure many diseases, including tuberculosis, relapsing fever, hemophilia, cholera and diphtheria. As soon as the medicine is applied, the disease will be gone." Yang Feng said, suddenly remembering that an old lady's daughter and granddaughter had died of diphtheria.
Queen Victoria was a bit out of sorts, sitting there blankly, with a hint of deep sadness on her face, probably reminiscing about her deceased children. To be honest, at her age, life is mostly just memories.
Xue Fu Cheng inadvertently glared at Yang Feng, although he didn't understand what Yang Feng was saying, but one look at the Queen's expression and he knew that this guy had stimulated her quite a bit.
Yang Feng stood there calmly, not saying a word. To be honest, he felt a bit adventurous too. This old lady was celebrating her birthday, and he had come to stir up her most painful memories. What if it drove her to a mental breakdown? Although Victoria wouldn't be able to order him to be taken out and executed like Princess Yi might, she could still make trouble for him if she wasn't pleased. But if he didn't do this, it would be hard to leave a deep impression on her. If she forgot about him within two days, wouldn't that be a waste of effort?
"Thank you for the gift from your queen, this gift has made me feel true friendship." However, Queen Victoria soon regained her composure and thanked Xue Fucheng calmly.
That's enough, and she can't pull Yang Feng to check his medical skills now. So the two of them quickly retreated together. As soon as they came out, Xue Fu Cheng stared at Yang Feng and asked: "What did you say? Why would the British Queen behave so erratically?"
"It's nothing, I just told her that I can cure hemophilia and diphtheria." Yang Feng said with a shrug, seemingly indifferent.
"What is hemophilia and diphtheria?"
"Hemophilia, that's what we call blood disease, it's a hereditary terminal illness. Two sons of Queen Victoria died from this disease, four years ago her youngest son just got married and died from this disease soon after. In traditional Chinese medicine, diphtheria is called 'lock throat wind', her second daughter and a granddaughter also died from this disease." Yang Feng said calmly.
Xue Fu Cheng was so angry that he almost spat in his face.
"Do you know what day it is today? People are celebrating her birthday and you come to pierce her heart?" The old man almost bellowed.
"Can't she remember me like this? Besides, I can really cure these diseases." Yang Feng said with a smile.
Xue Fu Cheng's heart which had just calmed down was quickly shocked again.
"Can you cure hemophilia?" he said incredulously.
"It can cure the symptoms but not the root cause. This kind of disease that is brought from birth, medicine has a hard time completely curing it, but it can save lives. As for lockjaw wind, using Tianyi Shengshui can completely cure it." Yang Feng said.
"How many diseases can you actually cure?" Xue Fu Cheng didn't have the energy to chat with him, and asked directly.
"Goodness gracious, I'd rather not say, anyway, if you have any illness in the future, just come find me first." Yang Feng said with a composed tone.
His purpose has been achieved, and it is enough to let Victoria remember that the Chinese embassy has a doctor who can cure all kinds of terminal illnesses. When she needs it, she will remember her own, even if she can't remember, the people around her will remember.
"Not bad, it's just like this, but it seems to be missing something!" A few days later, on the busiest Oxford Street in London, Yang Feng, wearing a high-top hat and holding his carbon fiber diamond cane, stood very satisfactorily in front of a three-story small building painted bright red.
After having enough funds in hand, Yang boss naturally wanted to set up his Jinyuan company as soon as possible. In fact, he was mainly busy with this these days.
After thinking for half a day, he finally remembered what was missing.
"Go get a pair of big red lanterns and hang them in front of the door." Yang Da Boss said to the guy responsible for decorating his place.
"Mr. Yang, we have street lamps here, so I guess we don't need any lanterns?" said the short and stout man named Woolf.
"Go find a Chinese person or someone familiar with China and they'll know what I want. Also, remember to install electricity inside." Yang Feng said.
Starting a light bulb factory should be pretty good, I think they still use carbon filaments made of bamboo at this time. Then turn back and make one with tungsten filament myself, and apply for a patent. Boss Yang is going to steal Edison's rice bowl.
But I guess there was no industrial production of tungsten at that time? Who cares! There are still hundreds of tons of metallic tungsten on the shuttle. Making light bulbs can probably be used for 10 to 18 years.
His fighter jet is not just made of steel, tungsten, molybdenum, nickel and chromium, without his behind-the-scenes support, Xiao Huzi would not have been able to fight the US, UK and Russia to a stalemate.
Woolf's actions were swift, and the next day he had a pair of large red lanterns hung high in front of the Tudor-style small building, which looked like a group of British buildings in the surrounding area, like a group of noblewomen wearing corsets and long skirts, suddenly inserting a Chinese bride-to-be among them, giving people a sense of wanting to vomit with a strong sense of discord.
However, the store is open, and what to sell is still worth considering. Things like penicillin can't be sold in large quantities, at most they can be displayed outside to increase the hatred of those poor devils in the east district towards high society.
Although his medicines also have a shelf life limit, at most three years, the shuttle machine can provide various corresponding preservation methods, vacuum for vacuum, refrigeration for refrigeration, and sterilization for sterilization. Therefore, he is not very clear about how long the shelf life can be extended. He thinks that four or five years will not be a problem. Of course, he has no intention of doing anything to save lives in this world. To put it bluntly, medicine is just his means of self-protection, so he will only supply it to the upper class. The lives and deaths of ordinary people are none of his business. Moreover, considering the weekly salary of workers now, how much profit can they bring to him?
Even if the beauty's avatar can quickly resolve her troubles, this guy is not prepared to mass-produce and smuggle drugs here, let alone build a drug factory. In the past, it was due to the pressure of the invention time of these medicines, but in this era, he has no pressure at all.
It turns out that daily chemical products can be sold in large quantities, and women's money is always the easiest to earn. However, the problem is that there are not many daily chemical products in this batch of goods, which is also helpless. The whole world is at war, and even ordinary people in European countries are struggling to make ends meet, who has spare money to spend on cosmetics? So, in total, it's less than 300 tons.
There must be a product for the masses.
After returning to the shuttle, Yang Feng slowly walked in the spacious cabin, and soon his gaze fell on those thousands of tons of aviation materials. Although the electrolytic aluminum process had been invented, aluminum was already falling from its pedestal as a precious metal, but aluminum alloys seemed to still be able to shine in jewelry stores, not to mention titanium alloys. These thousands of tons of aviation materials were useless anyway, so why not make them into jewelry to make money? As long as the price was cheaper than silver, it would surely sweep the world.
