At the strong request of the factory director Qi Maozong, the factory finally produced thousands of pieces of medical alcohol with less than the standard concentration.

Qi Maozong also personally escorted the batch of alcohol to the Ministry of War.

The person responsible for receiving the medical alcohol produced by Qi Maozong was Sun Zhisu, a member of the Ministry of War.

But when Qi Maozong saw that it was Sun Zhi who had been to take over, not another War Department member named Mi Qingzeng, who had always been with him, he became confused and said intimidated: "What's going on? When will the person be replaced? Wouldn't he have to spend more filial piety?"

After Sun Zhisu met Qi Maozong here, he asked first: "Qi Maozong, are your medical alcohols real?"

Qi Maozong replied with a smile: "It's absolutely true. We, Qi family, can you still believe it?"

Sun Zhisu smiled and said, "It is natural that trust is trustworthy. From your father's generation, the court has purchased medical alcohol from you."

"Isn't that all? Now, I have shipped the freight. Please check out the bill earlier. When the year ends, I will naturally be filial."

Qi Maozong said with a smile.

"It should be checked or not. Don't you say this. I don't want to be skinned because of greed."

After Sun Zhisu said angrily, he ordered: "Go and pick up ten pieces at random and conduct random inspections."

Seeing this, Qi Maozong hurriedly explained: "It's not a big filial piety. You just treat you to a meal. In addition, please don't make things too difficult for the younger generation, how about it?"

"This is not to make things difficult for you, this is a routine. You have to understand that this is the rule! It is not to not give you face to the Qi family. It is because you give you face that you purchased medical alcohol from you. Otherwise, there are so many manufacturers that produce medical alcohol, why choose you?"

Sun Zhisu replied.

"Shangguan, this medical alcohol tastes wrong!"

At this time, an old official from the Ministry of War who was responsible for random inspection took out a bottle of medical alcohol from the Qi family. After smelling the smell, he found the problem and shouted.

“The taste is not right?”

After hearing this, Sun Zhisu immediately walked over and put the medical alcohol between his nose, smelled it, and said, "The smell is a little lighter."

"This is not fading, I'll smell it myself!"

As Qi Maozong said that, he came over and put a bottle of medical alcohol in his nose. He thought to himself: "Can they all be dogs' noses? Can they smell the problem?"

But after Qi Maozong smelled it himself, he realized that the intensity of the taste was not much different from standard medical alcohol, so he continued to argue: "There is no problem with smelling it, okay! Don't blame me!"

"Turn on the spectrometer! Measure the refractive index."

Sun Zhisu gave an order first.

Then, he said to Qi Maozong: "Don't complain about it first. Are you wronged? Let's talk about it later. This can only be said to be a routine inspection!"

"Spectrometer?"

“What is a spectrometer?”

Qi Maozong asked.

After hearing this, Sun Zhisu sneered: "Look at you, you only know how to earn in business, and don't read more newspapers to learn about cutting-edge scientific and technological trends. Now the Academy of Sciences has a linear relationship between the concentration of liquid and the refractive index of light in liquid, and has created an optical instrument that can judge the concentration of liquid by the degree of refractive light in liquid. When the light shines, it will be clear whether it is standard medical alcohol at once! After the great development of science and technology, many sins will be gone."

People are still a little afraid of unknown things.

After hearing this, Qi Maozong became more and more uneasy.

But he was reluctant to part with the profits brought by this order from the Ministry of War.

Therefore, Qi Maozong pretended to be angry and said, "Why can't your Ministry of War trust people so much? Are you not your compatriots? At worst, I won't sell this medical alcohol!"

"Not selling!"

"I really won't sell it!"

"You don't have to use any spectrometer to check it."

Qi Maozong said that while the old official was not paying attention, he took down the medical alcohol that was about to be sent to the laboratory for examination.

"If you don't sell it, you have to send it to the inspection!"

At this time, Zhu Ciwei's voice came.

Officials of the Ministry of War Sun Zhisu and others rushed forward to salute: "Your Highness, the eldest son!"

"Your Majesty has just issued a new order, and he has drawn the main forces from the central government offices to form the Quality Inspection Department, which is located in the same six departments, specializing in the quality of goods and engineering problems in the world, and is in the Tongdong Factory. Once you find that there is insufficient quality or fraud, you can be arrested and interrogated first, and then sent to the Censorate for review and conviction."

"In addition, all commodities and projects must be submitted to our company for inspection before they are sold and delivered! They will only be sold and delivered after passing."

"When I am also the admiral of the department, you, Sun Zhisu, is one of the few officials of the Ministry of War that were not involved in this military ration case. I have sent a letter to the Ministry of Personnel to be the doctor in Beijing. Your current responsibility is to investigate and deal with all the goods and projects in the capital, find problems, report them actively, calculate your political achievements, but if you fail to find them, or if you hide them, it is your responsibility."

Zhu Ciwei conveyed his purpose of coming to the Ministry of War, and then said: "Now, you start by checking this medical alcohol."

"yes!"

As Sun Zhisu said, he glanced at Qi Maozong, and then ordered: "Come here, randomly pick up and send ten bottles of medical alcohol produced by Qi to test!"

Seeing that the eldest son of the emperor came with his soldiers, Qi Maozong did not dare to make trouble for the moment, so he stood aside in disbelief.

Not long after, Sun Zhisu's subordinate staff sent the sample back and handed over a quality inspection report signed by the quality inspection technician, saying: "The alcohol concentration does not meet the standards, and it is a big gap with the standards! It is fake medical alcohol."

"Impossible, absolutely impossible! Maybe you've tested it wrong?"

"It's also possible that my workers made fakes."

Qi Maozong hurriedly got rid of the blame.

"I won't sell it to your Ministry of War! This is the chief."

Then, Qi Maozong saw that the eldest son of the emperor and the Ministry of War Sun Zhisu did not agree with him, and knew that they might not believe him, so he hurriedly said something timidly and told his own people: "Take away medical alcohol and sell it to the common people, and not to the Ministry of War!"

"It's not okay to sell it to the common people!"

Zhu Ciwei said at this time, and then ordered: "Take him down! In addition, all the medical alcohol sent to the Ministry of War will be measured for the refractive index! I will bear the crime of delaying the military aircraft if I ask the Privy Council to come to get medical alcohol later! Also, the medical alcohol on the market must also be randomly inspected as soon as possible!"

"No, why can't it be possible? I can't produce so much medical alcohol in vain. Do you know how hard it is to produce so much alcohol? How many books have you invested in? Do you still miss the feelings of your compatriots!"

Qi Maozong argued, and then started crying.

Zhu Ciwei looked at Qi Maozong who had been detained: "You are a profiteer, you have not realized the seriousness of the problem yet, and you are also very good at making trouble. Who told you to make a falsification?"

"In addition, I ask you, if you sell these medical alcohol to the Ministry of War, you will be sent to the front a few times and use it for the injured soldiers, which will cause the soldiers to be infected or even gangrene or even die due to incomplete sterilization. What should you do? At that time, have you ever thought about the feelings of your compatriots?!"

Zhu Ciwei continued to question.
Chapter completed!