My sister's vitality is so tenacious! Joseph was so impressed that he was suffering from anemia and had to have blood transfusions twice a month, but he could still live until now...
Therese asked in confusion: "Why is this? What did Mr. Baptiste do wrong?"
"He didn't do anything right..."
Joseph suddenly remembered the news that Dr. Lamarck had sent two days ago, saying that tocopherol had been successfully extracted, and he couldn't help but feel moved.
He originally planned to use vitamin E, which is tocopherol, to make cosmetics, but this stuff also seems to have the effect of treating pathological anemia, and it can also improve immunity.
Just right for Thérèse.
Together with some iron supplementation, her anemia should be improved.
As for iron supplementation, you can ask Dr. Lamarck to help synthesize some ferrous sulfate.
This thing is very simple to make by heating iron and dilute sulfuric acid together, then precipitating and filtering.
He seriously warned Thérèse: "Never bleed again in the future, as it will seriously damage your health. In addition, I have made a medicine that should help alleviate your condition. I will have it delivered to you tomorrow. ."
"Really? Do you really have this kind of potion?" Therese looked surprised. In fact, she had not wanted to bleed for a long time. No girl would like to have a few scars on her arms.
Joseph nodded.
"Oh, dear Joseph, you are such a genius!"
While Thérèse was talking, she suddenly felt dizzy. She hurriedly said goodbye to everyone, left the ball hall with the help of the maid, and went back to rest.
Joseph was thinking about the dosage of vitamin E and ferrous sulfate for his sister, and suddenly thought, why not sell these things as health care products in Paris Angel's store?
Vitamin E also has the effect of anti-aging and regulating women's menstrual periods. Together with ferrous sulfate to replenish blood, it is a perfect "friend of women"!
This thing will definitely drive ladies crazy.
He thought of a certain famous oral liquid in later generations, and the light of River danced in his eyes: "Let's call it 'Guifeile Oral Liquid'!"
Seeing that Her Royal Highness the Princess had finally left, the aristocratic ladies who were gearing up and unable to hold back immediately gathered around the Crown Prince, either posing eagerly or looking shyly, trying their best to attract his attention.
Joseph had a headache and was about to ask Perna for help when he saw a lady in her thirties coming over with wine and snacks.
He picked up a glass of wine, and the lady curtsied to him and said with a smile, "Your Highness, can I take a few minutes of your time?"
Emangmang reminded in a low voice: "Your Highness, this is Mrs. Eric."
Joseph then realized that she was not a maid, so he bowed to her and said, "What can I do for you?"
Seeing the "old aunt"'s quick response and being the first to do so, the surrounding yingyingyanyans all glared at her angrily.
Mrs. Eric turned a blind eye and said to Joseph: "Your Highness, you know that my husband had a business partner during his lifetime. He admired you very much."
Mrs. Eric handed an envelope to Joseph: "This is a bit presumptuous. He wants to talk to you about something. Oh, of course, it is up to you to decide whether to see him. However, he also said that you must not I will regret meeting him."
Joseph opened the envelope and saw a theater ticket inside.
Mrs. Eric leaned forward and whispered: "Your Highness, this is given to you by the British Ambassador Mr. Hartley."
British Ambassador? Joseph narrowed his eyes slightly, what is he looking for me for?
He suddenly remembered the "Treaty of Eden" between Britain and France mentioned by Dupont before, and thought to himself: No matter what the British want to do, it would be good to contact them and get a feel for it.
So he raised the envelope in his hand to Mrs. Eric and said with a smile: "Please tell him that I will go."
After finally surviving the dance, Joseph returned to the palace tiredly and saw the king's attendants waiting at the door of his palace.
"Your Majesty the Crown Prince," the king's attendant bowed, "His Majesty the King invited you to his workshop and said he had a surprise for you."
Joseph immediately followed him to the royal workshop. Before he could salute Louis XVI before entering the door, he was happily dragged to an iron-black machine by the latter.
Joseph could tell that this was a printing press.
Louis XVI signaled to the board maker next to him. The craftsman nodded immediately, fixed the painted slate in the middle of the printing press, took a few pieces of paper and put them on the iron frame at the top, then brushed ink and pulled the long of the handle for compaction.
When the handle is lifted, the piece of paper has turned into a landscape painting of the Palace of Versailles.
The craftsman had no intention of stopping. He took away the printed painting and pulled the handle again, and another painting appeared.
In this way, he printed 5 pages in a row before stopping to brush ink and add paper. The whole process only took a little more than a minute!
Louis XVI looked at Joseph proudly, as if waiting for his storm of praise.
"Dear father, you completed the transformation of the lithographic printing press so quickly?" Joseph said in surprise, "It only took three days..."
The craftsman next to him realized that the crown prince did not know the goods, and quickly reminded him carefully: "Your Highness, His Majesty the King invented the automatic paper feeder."
He pointed to the rake-like lever on the iron frame where the paper was placed: "In the past, the paper had to be rearranged and aligned every time I printed. Now I can print five pages in a row at a time, and the speed is several times faster!"
Joseph stared at Louis XVI with wide eyes, thinking that he was indeed the patent holder of the new guillotine, and he really lived up to his reputation!
This not only allows the printing machine to adapt to the stone base plate, but it is also greatly improved!
In this way, the time and cost of printing can be reduced a lot.
"I can't think of any other words except praise and admiration for you." Joseph exaggeratedly saluted Louis XVI with his chest caressed, "You are definitely the most powerful king I have ever seen!"
He added in his mind: It is limited to machinery manufacturing.
Louis XVI rubbed his hands proudly and said with a smile: "If the spring is improved again, 10 to 20 sheets can be printed each time."
He began to introduce his invention like a treasure trove: "Look here, when you pull down the pressure lever, the paper will be moved, and then pushed forward..."
Joseph looked at those exquisite mechanical devices and couldn't help but feel that maybe he could start developing the next generation of rifles now without waiting for the craftsmen at the Charleville Arsenal.
The king is the best craftsman. It would be a waste not to make good use of it!
He asked about the status of the board-making craftsmen and learned that they were already proficient in making stone printing plates. He immediately asked Eman to summon the bodyguards prepared for a few people and ordered them to escort the craftsmen back to the Paris Merchant newspaper office immediately.
Louis XVI asked his assistant, the famous lockmaker Mr. Ferroland, to go to the newspaper office to help with the renovation of the printing press.
After all the craftsmen left, Joseph immediately approached Louis XVI and said in a seductive tone: "Dear father, I have a very exquisite rifle design. Only people with extremely high skills can make it.
"I wonder if you are interested in giving it a try?"
Louis XVI's eyes suddenly lit up...