Rebirth of the God-level Xueba

Heishuitan is a common place name in China, and almost every province can find a few.

The Black Water Pool in Xizhaizi Township is just below the mountain not far to the east of the township government. A small waterfall flows down from the mountain, filling out a small lake with a diameter of more than 100 meters. If you look at it from a distance, it looks like a men’s toilet. The urinal is just brushed extremely brightly, and the smell is fresh.

There are sparse woods on both sides of the black water pool, and the more lush along the mountain, the sound of birds can be heard from far away.

The jeep drove to the exit of the river downstream before stopping.

Yang Fang didn't go directly to the deep pool. Instead, he found a section of the winding river, pried open the grenade box, took two in his pockets, took out one more, and asked, "Have you all played with grenades? "

Yang Rui, Tobias and the translator all shook their heads dumbly.

"I'll teach you." Yang Fang said it very seriously at this time. He said it carefully, and said: "Let's try one first, and vote one for each person. After a while, we will officially explode."

Yang Rui nodded cautiously.

At this time, you can't pretend to be a hero. If a grenade thrown by oneself accidentally blows up, it is really wrong to say.

Yang Fang was also very concerned. After asking the main points again and again, he took the three of them to the front of a big rock.

The stone was as high as the waist, but it was two people long, facing the river bend, and on both sides of the stone, there were dug trenches.

Yang Fang took a bag from the jeep, took out an engineer shovel, repaired the weeds in the trench, and straightened up and said, "If you're slippery, don't be afraid, watch and jump into the ditch in the opposite direction. It’s easy to throw it out. If you throw it 30 meters away, it’s basically not dangerous. Bend down and get on the ground within 30 meters. Look at my actions."

As for the movement of throwing grenades, Yang Fang taught it casually, but taught the movement of leaning forward for a long time.

After teaching them hand in hand, Yang Fang asked the others to walk away, throwing grenades one by one.

boom

boom

boom

A 67-style grenade with a wooden handle, each weighing one catty and two or two, is about the same weight as the ordinary carp sold in the vegetable market. The water splash thrown into the river is two or three people high.

And each grenade can bring out two or three, three or four fish of different sizes, but in terms of weight, it is not as good as a grenade.

"If you spend money to buy this grenade, we will lose money." Yang Rui threw a grenade and popped it out, feeling greatly relaxed.

"There are not many fish here, so I just practice my hands. When I fry the fish, I have to go to the pond to fry." Yang Fang said and instructed again, confirming that it would be good, so he fished out the fish with a long fishing net and put it into a snakeskin pocket. .

After that, he took out the grenades from the ammunition box and fired them one by one.

This time, Yang Fang designated locations for the three of them, and arranged: "I call one, two, three, and you will throw it away. Don't be nervous, it's okay. If you throw it wrong, jump in the opposite direction. If you see it clearly, then jump again. Time is enough, don’t worry."

The interpreter told Tobias, who nodded repeatedly and asked a little excitedly: "How about you?"

"I'm blowing up in front." Yang Fang said as he took out a grenade and put it on the ground, another one on the ground, and another one on the ground...

Yang Rui and the others stared at Yang Fang making a pile of grenades on the ground.

"Tie it up and blow it up together. It's powerful." Yang Fang smiled and took out a rope, **** eight grenades, and said: "Have seen the movie, during the anti-Japanese war, let's rely on this bombing bunker. Japanese tanks..."

"That is, if you used it to fry fish back then, you have to be shot." Yang Rui looked a little dangerous and said: "8 grenades weigh ten catties, how far can you throw them."

"This is about the terrain. Seeing that there is no **** there, I hid behind it. The three of you lost the grenade and the fish had to surge. I dropped another big one, and it was full of loads." Yang Fang said very triumphantly, and said: "Seeing that you are a guest from afar, the secret I just said, you can't tell others when you go out. This was discovered by our Armed Forces Department."

"The secret fish-frying spot of the County Armed Forces Department." Yang Rui summed up.

Yang Fang said: "That's wrong, it's the Armed Forces Destroying Department. Confidential."

"Tobias is American."

"Temporary Destroyer of Discarded Weapons of the Armed Forces Department." Yang Fang immediately changed his name.

A few minutes later.

Yang Rui, Xiao Chen, and Tobias threw grenades one after another.

With the continuous sound of "boom" and "boom", the exciting Tobias roared in excitement.

Immediately afterwards, a larger thunderous explosion completely covered Tobias' roar.

The black water pool near the small river has changed from black water to white water, followed by yellow water, and the black and yellow water that is full of the fish.

"Most of them are dizzy. I see how much I can get back." Yang Fang said, putting on rubber pants, taking a long fishing net and going down.

After a while, at least a half-large river fish in a half-snake-skin bag was recovered.

"This kind of fish is the best. Let's go back and divide it. Everyone can get a plate." Yang Fang said, licking his lips, and said: "The river fish is the freshest. You don't need to cook it, just steam or boil it. It won’t work if you put some salt."

"Is it delicious?" Tobias licked his fleshy lips as he listened to the translator.

"There are a lot of thorns." The translator knows the virtues of Americans and reminds them in particular.

Tobias was a little regretful, and turned his head and said, "The fish soup should be delicious too."

"This is true." Yang Fang laughed after listening to the explanation of the translator: "Foreigners are good at eating too."

With the help of a translator, Tobias said: "I like to drink bouillabaisse, oh, it is Provence bouillabaisse. There are all kinds of fish in it, some with shells, and some are not allowed. Hmm... I'll go back and cook it for everyone, Yang Rui?"

Tobias saw it and saw Yang Rui meditating on the calm water.

"I'm thinking about a problem." Yang Rui said slowly in English, and the interpreter said it to Yang Fang.

Tobias asked: "What are the issues to consider."

"Look at the water below and the explosion just now. Does it resemble the PCR process?" Yang Rui still lowered his head.

"Really?" Tobias didn't see it at all.

Of course, Yang Rui didn't see it at all, but this did not prevent him from feeling inspired.

"The current PCR is like a rope. The part we can amplify must have the sequence of both ends known. But if the rope is looped, like a circle formed by an explosion, the situation can be reversed."

Tobias followed Yang Rui's words and said, "The other way around?"

"Yes, turn 53 over, so that you can amplify the unknown sequence beside the known sequence, right?" Yang Rui showed an explosive burst of inspiration.

"Maybe yes, maybe yes." Tobias still didn't know anything, still very cooperative.

"I want to think about it for a while." Yang Rui showed a thoughtful expression, bent over and picked up a stone, drew a line on the ground, and wrote letters like ATGC.

Tobias hurriedly pulled the translator and Yang back.

Yang Fang didn't know, so he asked: "What's the matter?"

"Mr. Yang Rui has made a discovery, maybe it is a major discovery." Tobias's current expression is like drinking a Provence fish soup and then being stunned by the wine juice inside.

"Is there a discovery?" Yang Fang was also dizzy and asked: "Is he going to study fish fried or something?"

Tobias shook his head: "I don't know what fish thinks, but if Mr. Yang Rui can really update the PCR technology, NIH will definitely blow up."

NIH is the National Institutes of Health and the largest biological research institution in the world. In 1985, they are the most active US research institution for the Human Genome Project, but unlike the Department of Energy, NIH has the most professional and comprehensive They also hope to update their own technology.

To develop more advanced technologies on the basis of PCR, although Huarui has to pay patent fees, as a professional official organization, NIH does not care about this.

NIH cares about who has developed the top technology.

In Tobias's view, as an American who doesn't understand professionalism, he doesn't care about the technology itself. What he wants to hear is the story.

Americans love to hear stories, and people all over the world love to hear stories.

Want to list on NASDAQ? You'd better tell a good story during the roadshow.

Want to be a reality show champion? You'd better tell a good story when answering your supervisor's question~www.NovelMTL.com~Do you want to get research funding from the US government? You had better tell a good story to members of Congress.

Want to make a Manhattan Project for the 21st century? You better tell a good story to the people of the world.

When Yang Rui made a generation of PCR, he told a good story about winding roads, which attracted many reports from European and American newspapers.

Tobias did not expect that Yang Rui could provide another good story.

Fish frying with grenade and new PCR technology? Tobias thought, there must be many people who want to know the details.

Mr. Dalbecco would probably die of joy.

If-the premise is that Yang Rui can really update a new set of PCR technology.

Tobias looked expectantly and worriedly at Yang Rui, who was squatting on the edge of the pool. Behind him were the translator, Yang Fang, a bag of river fish, and a box of grenades.

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