MTL - The War Court and Lap Pillow, Austria’s Mandate of Heaven-v3 Chapter 52 Bordeaux mixture
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Vienna, Schönbrunn Palace
Franz had already tried to remind London of the terrible potato blight through secret private channels, but the latter seemed to have no response, and the former could not disclose his identity, so he had to resign himself to fate.
In addition, solving this famine can also start from the root cause. There are two ways to prevent and control this germ: one is to use high-quality species, and the other is to control it with pesticides.
However, there are still a lot of troubles in the actual implementation of the above two methods. First, potato late blight has not appeared in Austria. To put it another way, at least it has not spread here yet.
As for the deadly act of buying a virus strain to actively infect, as long as the head is not broken, it will not be done. It is also not feasible to bring those strains carrying potato infestation to the country for research, because the country has rain all year round.
Once the germs enter the atmospheric circulation, they can easily spread to all parts of the empire, and it is not a problem to cause an agricultural crisis. Not only will other countries make a lot of money, but the country is more likely to fall into continuous chaos due to economic and social crises.
As for pesticides, at this time Europeans would use powder made of pyrethrum to control pests. That's right! It is the most powerful natural insecticide in modern times. Europeans began to use it in the 19th century.
However, due to the trouble of preparation, it was not popularized. On the contrary, it was discovered that the chemical preparations that were just easy to prepare later, and the history of large-scale use of pesticides began. .
However, the development of pesticides against mold is very backward.
This group of people will only mix tobacco and lime and then light it in the farmland. As for the effect, it depends entirely on God's will. Franz knew that sulfur was used in ancient times in the East, but he didn't know whether it was effective in preventing late blight of potatoes.
For this reason, Franz tried to turn to the Royal Society of Science, but even the geniuses gathered there were helpless and unable to do anything.
As mentioned earlier, it is absolutely impossible to bring this germ back to the country, because the risk must not be ignored, and it is completely unnecessary for the empire to lose more than it gains.
Franz had to do the opposite, ordering his subordinates and related personnel to collect good varieties from all over Europe and Asia, and then send them to Ireland to see if they would be infected with late blight.
Although this is a method of hindsight, it is also a method of no solution.
In addition, Franz still remembers a simple pesticide preparation method he learned in junior high school chemistry class, and he also mentioned it later when he heard someone brag about wine.
That's right, "Bordeaux mixture". The materials and chemical formula required for this pesticide are copper sulfate + quicklime + water. Although the specific ratio is forgotten, it is correct to add more levels.
After thinking about it, Franz immediately came to his laboratory, poured some white crystals (anhydrous copper sulfate) and white powder (quicklime) into a container filled with water, and then stirred with a glass rod.
Soon the crystals and powder disappeared, and the originally clear and transparent liquid turned blue. However, after the preparation was completed, he discovered a problem. At some point, his little sister Maria was biting her finger and looking at the bottle of blue liquid in his hand.
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Obviously she mistook it for a blue drink, which made Franz dumbfounded.
"Didn't that **** Bordeaux say that his defense is the same as the natural moat? How can even a child break through easily?"
In fact, Colonel Bordeaux also felt very wronged. If the visitor was of other identities, he would definitely be able to stop him, but if it was a princess, there was nothing he could do.
Not long after, Colonel Bordeaux noticed Mrs. Sophie who was looking for the little princess, and immediately saluted respectfully.
"Mrs. Sophie, hello, you have worked hard..."
Madam Sophie looked this man up and down, and then she remembered that this man was the male servant she had chosen for Franz to be responsible for security. His family has been loyal to the royal family for fifteen generations and has never produced a scum, but this descendant is not very smart.
"Give it to me!~~~"
"no!"
"I want to drink!~~~"
"That's not a drink!"
"Wow!" The dispute between the two brothers and sisters finally ended with little Maria crying.
Franz decided to teach him a lesson as usual before giving Candy something to eat.
But as soon as she lifted little Maria up and put it on her lap, Madam Sophie stopped her.
"Frantz! What are you doing! As an elder brother, how can you treat your little sister like this?"
He knew that it was useless to expound the principle that if a small tree does not prune, it will not become a towering tree in the future. Simply put little Maria down.
"I was wrong, mother. But the liquid in the bottle is very dangerous. I just want to stop my sister from doing stupid things."
"Mom, brother beat me just now! He even plucked my hair!" Little Maria plucked her own hair twice as she spoke, but it was a pity that Franz had already explained the matter clearly.
Even if the doting little daughter plays a scoundrel again, Mrs. Sophie can understand the whole story at a glance. But for the sake of my daughter's face, superficial work is still required.
"Then how about mom teaching you a lesson for your unreliable brother?"
She slapped him symbolically twice and was about to take little Maria away. However, she was already very dissatisfied in her heart. If this matter had been replaced by Maria's three elder brothers, she would have taught her a lesson.
But Maria was a girl after all, and Mrs. Sophie still couldn't help herself.
But seeing the bottle of blue liquid on the eldest son's table again, he asked curiously.
"What's in it?"
After seeing his mother's expression, Franz immediately had a countermeasure. However, in order to reduce some unnecessary troubles, he chose to tell the truth, "Pesticides."
Madam Sophie had no choice but to swallow her saliva after she was convinced that it was not something for human consumption.
"I really don't understand what you are thinking about in your head all day. The king is not a scholar, and it is not the work of a wise man to tinker with these messy tricks and tricks all day long.
Even if you are very interested in ~www.novelbuddy.com~, it can be done by those experts and professors, and you should spare more time to study with ministers.
Recently, the prime minister and the archbishop seldom enter the palace, and I can't teach you even if I ask someone to invite them in person. What have you done again? And don't hang out with Friedrich all the time, that blackjack spends money like water. "
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"Yes, I will get closer to the Prime Minister and the Archbishop. What about Uncle Albrecht?" Franz asked, after all, this is a war hero at this time.
"It's better to have less contact. There is no decent person in your uncle Carl's family; the old one married a Protestant, and the three younger ones are all unmarried. If there are still several daughters alive, I'm afraid It will be extinct in a few years."
Madame Sophie's stinging words, although harsh, are the truth.
As an aristocrat who grew up in a Catholic family, Archduke Karl was forced to marry because of his age, so he searched around the German states, and finally got a Protestant.
This was the first pagan marriage in the history of the Habsburg family. As a result, the city was full of ups and downs, and eventually it took its own political future.
And Albrecht, Karl Ferdinand, and Friedrich, these three guys have long passed the marriageable age, but let alone wives, they don't even have a lover.
At this time, little Mary, who was tired from crying, fell asleep on Madame Sophie's shoulder.
"Your sister fell asleep. I took her back. Take care of yourself."
"Mother, go slowly." Franz saluted respectfully.
