Following Li Shizhen's explanation, Ge Dan quickly had an impression of this medicine. At the same time, Ge Dan also thought of a possibility. This medicine sounded too familiar!
The first thing that came to Ge Dan's mind was Hundred Waves Multiple Breaths, a type of sulfonamide antimicrobial drug. It was the most powerful antimicrobial drug before the emergence of antibiotics. Was Li Shizhen already this amazing?
Of course, Zhu Yijun's knowledge was limited. However, although Zhu Yijun was not a professional, he knew quite a lot. It should be known that Zhu Yijun had once used poison to kill Feng Bao. That poison was made by Zhu Yijun himself.
However, by now, Zhu Yijun's ability had almost been forgotten.
It had been twenty years since he transmigrated, so he really had no energy. However, Li Shizhen's Hundred Waves Multiple Breaths had suddenly awakened the chemical genes in Zhu Yijun's body.
Many people in later generations thought that sulfonamide was a kind of medicine. In fact, sulfonamide was not a kind of medicine at all. It was the name of a type of medicine, sulfonamide antimicrobial drug.
What Li Shizhen discovered was one of the sulfonamide antimicrobial drugs. Its name was Hundred Waves Multiple Breaths. Hundred Waves Multiple Breaths was the world's first commercially available synthetic antimicrobial drug. It was also the first sulfonamide antimicrobial drug.
Ge Dan was very clear about the significance of Hundred Waves Multiple Breaths.
Hundred Waves Multiple Breaths opened the way for synthetic medicine. Once this medicine achieved mass production, then Daming's subsequent medicine would be greatly developed.
Forcefully suppressing the excited thoughts in his heart, Zhu Yijun looked at Li Shizhen and then asked, "Li, you, what do you mean?"
"Your Majesty, I want to build a small pharmaceutical factory to produce a batch of new drugs. I want to continue research and conduct experiments in the hospital."
Li Shizhen did not hide his thoughts at all. He said directly, "Once it succeeds, then this medicine will be a good medicine to save the world and the people!"
It was not only a good medicine to save the world and the people. The most important thing was that this thing was a strategic-level resource on the battlefield!
Li Shizhen's intention was actually very simple. He wanted to ask Zhu Yijun for money and manpower. How could he not give it to him?
Of course not. Zhu Yijun knew very well that the money couldn't be less. Zhu Yijun smiled and said, "No problem. We will have someone prepare it for you. You can do whatever you want."
As for whether it was humane to directly experiment on human bodies, it was not a problem in this era.
Once you contracted this disease, you could only die. Experimenting with new drugs had a chance of survival. This was a helpless choice.
It was the same in the future. Many people got incurable diseases, and they could only pin their hopes on new drugs. They couldn't care less about the side effects.
Everyone knew that testing medicine was risky, but there were still volunteers who were willing to try, because if you didn't try, you could only wait for death, especially in this era.
The high mortality rate, the high premature death rate, and the low average lifespan of the population were all problems that had to be faced.
Li Shizhen left happily, but Zhu Yijun was depressed. He sat on the Dragon Throne for a long time without saying a word.
In fact, what Zhu Yijun wanted to build was not a pharmaceutical factory, but a fertilizer factory. Zhu Yijun was very clear about what was the most important in this era.
Once Daming could be used to produce fertilizer, even if it was just a simple carbamide, then Daming would win a big explosion. However, Zhu Yijun knew that it was not practical to research these things now.
Now, schools everywhere had already taught mathematics, physics, and chemistry, but they were very shallow knowledge.
Zhu Yijun could only spread the limited knowledge that he knew. However, the time was too short, and it was not useful at all. To build a good foundation, it needed time.
Zhu Yijun didn't know if he could see that day. At the same time, Zhu Yijun also thought of another thing, and that was a new law.
This new law was the patent law. The patent law was unparalleled in stimulating inventions. At the same time, it could also let the imperial court discover some hidden technology among the people.
Since ancient times, there were experts among the people in China. At the same time, there was a tradition of ancestral secret recipes. Ancestral secret recipes were something that people were afraid of letting others know. They couldn't lose the secret recipe even if they lost their life.
Under this inheritance system, many things were lost. The future generations could only guess how the ancestors did it.
Once there was a patent law, this problem would be greatly alleviated. However, Zhu Yijun didn't want to take out the patent law now.
Zhu Yijun had been waiting for the steam engine. This was because once the steam engine was built, something would appear, and that would be the train.
The transport capacity brought by the train would be a subversive boost to the various industries in Daming.
At the same time, it would greatly strengthen the imperial court's control over the local areas, and greatly increase the efficiency of the imperial court's administration.
This was also the reason why Zhu Yijun had been struggling with the steam engine. However, Zhu Yijun also knew that he was too impatient.
Zhu Yijun took a deep breath and suppressed his chaotic thoughts. He slowly stood up. He needed to go out and take a walk to calm himself down.
In fact, Zhu Yijun had always been anxious. He wanted to build a solid foundation for Daming while he was still alive. He was very anxious, and he couldn't wait to change the world of Daming.
Sometimes, Zhu Yijun also thought that if he brought a system with him, he wouldn't be so tired.
Once he was anxious, Zhu Yijun needed to go out and take a walk to calm himself down.
Zhu Yijun was anxious and in a hurry, but the officials and people of Daming didn't feel this way.
In the eyes of the officials and people of Daming, Zhu Yijun was already a wise and powerful emperor. Whether it was the people's livelihood or the martial arts, Daming had been flourishing for thousands of years. Zhu Yijun could definitely be an emperor for thousands of years.
Under such circumstances, it was necessary to invite Zhu Yijun to worship the gods and ancestors.
The officials kept submitting petitions as if they had been injected with chicken blood. They were all very good, just like how they criticized the emperors in the past.
Under such circumstances, Zhu Yijun also felt that it was about time, so he declined again. The meaning behind his words was very simple. He didn't have any merit, he just did what he should do!
Then, the officials were not willing to accept it. How could the emperor belittle himself like this?
All of us have seen your merit!
The officials continued to submit petitions. This time, they were flattering him in different ways. They used all kinds of mushy words. There was only one goal, and that was to praise Zhu Yijun.
Amidst the praise of the officials, 20 years of Daming Wanli passed, and it was now 21 years of Daming Wanli.
This year, Zhu Yijun had a good year. Because there weren't so many things to worry about, the court's expenses were also abundant. Zhu Yijun's palace treasury also had money, and the rewards given to the royal family were much more than this year.
In the 21 years of Wanli, the first thing Zhu Yijun wanted to do was to worship the gods and ancestors. This matter couldn't be delayed any longer.