Blackwater Pond is a common place name in China, and almost every province can find several.

The Heishuitan in Xizhaizi Township is just below the mountain not far from the east of the township government. A small waterfall flows down from the mountain, spreading out a small lake with a diameter of more than 100 meters. From a distance, it looks like a urinal in a men's toilet, but it is extremely transparent and has a fresh smell.

There are sparse woods on both sides of the Black Water Pond, and the longer the mountains grow, and the sound of birds can be heard from afar.

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

Instead of going to the deep pool directly, Yang Fang found a winding section of the river, pried open the grenade box, took two pockets, and took one out, and asked, "Have you all played with grenades?"

Yang Rui, Tobiles and the translator all shook their heads in a daze.

"I'll teach you." Yang Fang said it seriously at this time, and said carefully, "Let's try one first, each person throw one, and then officially blow it up later."

Yang Rui nodded carefully.

You can't pretend to be a hero at this time. If you accidentally get killed by a grenade you thrown by yourself, you will be really wronged and have nowhere to say.

Yang Fang was also very concerned. After asking the key points again and again, he pulled the three of them to the front of a large stone.

The stone is as tall as the waist, but it is as long as two people, facing the river bay, and on both sides of the stone, there are dug trenches.

Yang Fang brought a bag from the jeep, took out an engineer shovel, repaired the weeds in the trench, straightened his waist and said, "If you slid, don't be afraid. If you look firm, jump into the ditch in the opposite direction. It will be simple to throw it out. If you throw it away thirty meters away, there will be basically no danger. You will bend down within thirty meters. Look at me and talk about the movement."

Regarding the specific action of throwing grenades, Yang Fang taught them casually, but for a long time, he taught them the action of jumping in the back for a long time.

After teaching him step by step, Yang Fang asked the others to walk away and threw grenades one by one.

boom

boom

boom

The 67-type wooden handle grenade is only one pound and two taels, and the weight is similar to the ordinary carp sold in the vegetable market. The splashes that burst into the river are at a height of two or three people.

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

"If you pay for this grenade, we will lose money." Yang Rui threw out a grenade and felt very relaxed.

"There are not many fish here, just practice it. You have to go to the pond to fry the fish." Yang Fang said and guided him again. He confirmed that he could do it. He used a long fishing net to catch the fish and put it in the snakeskin pocket.

Afterwards, he took out the grenade from the ammunition box and fired it down one by one.

This time, Yang Fang designated the location for the three of them and arranged for him: "I'll call one, two, three, you can 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, jump again. The delay is enough, don't worry."

The translator told Tobiles, who nodded repeatedly and asked excitedly: "Where are you?"

"I'll explode in front." Yang Fang said, taking out a grenade and put it on the ground, then another one on the ground, and then another one on the ground...

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

"Tie it up and blow it together, it's powerful." Yang Fang smiled and took out a rope, tied up eight grenades, and said, "Let's watch the movie. When we were fighting against Japan, we would rely on this blow up bunkers and bomb the tanks of the little Japanese..."

"That's right, if you used it to fry fish back then, you had to be shot." Yang Rui looked at it a little dangerous and said, "The 8 grenades weigh ten kilograms, how far can you throw them."

"This is about the terrain. Seeing the slope there, I hid behind it. If you three throw grenades, the fish will have to rush over. I will throw another big one and then return with a full load." Yang Fang said proudly, saying, "Looking at you who are guests from afar, I just told the secret. You can't tell others when you go out. This is discovered by our armed forces."

"The secret fish-fried spot of the county armed forces." Yang Rui summarized it.

Yang Fang said: "It's wrong, it's the destruction office of the scrapped weapons of the armed forces. Confidential."

“Tubeers is American.”

"The temporary destruction office of scrapped weapons of the armed forces department." Yang Fang immediately changed his name.

A few minutes later.

Yang Rui, Xiao Chen and Tobiles threw grenades one by one.

The continuous "boom" and "boom" sounds, and the exciting Tobiles roared excitedly.

Immediately afterwards, a larger thunder-like explosion completely overshadowed Tobiers' roar.

The Black Water Pond near the river has changed from black water to white water, followed by yellow water, and black and yellow water filled with fish.

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

After a while, at least half a snakeskin bag of half a river fish was caught back.

"This kind of fish is the most delicious. Let's dice when we go back and get a plate. Each family can make a plate." Yang Fang said, licking his lips and said, "The river fish is the freshest, so you don't need to cook it. Just steam it or cook it. Add some salt and it will be fragrant."

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

"There are many thorns." The translator knows the virtues of Americans and specifically reminds him.

Tobiles was a little regretful and turned around and said, "The fish soup should be delicious too."

"That's right." Yang Fang smiled after hearing the translation's instructions: "Foreigners are very good at eating too."

With the help of the translator, Tobiers said: "I like to drink Marseille fish soup very much. Oh, it's Provence fish soup. There are all kinds of fish in it, some are put in shells, and some are not allowed to put in shells. Well... I'll go back and make it for everyone to eat, Yang Rui?"

When Tobiles saw it, he saw Yang Rui pondering at the pool where he had recovered from peace.

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

Tobiles asked: "What to consider."

"Look at the water below and the explosion just now, isn't it very similar to the PCR process?" Yang Rui still lowered his head.

"Is that?" Tobiles 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.

"Now PCR is like a rope. The part we can amplify must be known at both ends. But if the rope is tied to a ring, it is like a circle formed by an explosion, and the situation can be reversed."

Tobiles followed Yang Rui's words: "On the other hand?"

"Yes, turn 53 around so that the unknown sequence can be amplified next to the known sequence, right?" Yang Rui showed an inspiration burst out of enlightenment.

"Maybe yes, maybe yes." Tobiles still knew nothing and was still very cooperative.

"I want to think for a while." Yang Rui showed a deep thought expression, bent down and picked up a stone, drew a line on the ground, and wrote letters such as ATGC.

Tobiles quickly pulled the translator and Yang backed.

Yang Fang didn't understand why, and asked, "What's wrong?"

"Mr. Yang Rui has made a discovery, maybe it is a major discovery." Tobiers' expression now seemed to drink a meal of Provence fish soup and then be immersed in the wine sauce inside.

"Is this a discovery?" Yang Fang also fainted and asked, "Does he want to study fried fish or what?"

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

NIH is the National Institutes of Health and the largest biological research institution in the world. In the 1985, they were the most active American research institution for the human genome project. However, unlike the Department of Energy, NIH has the most professional and comprehensive biological research system, and they hope to update their own technology.

Developing more advanced technologies based on PCR, although Huarui has to pay patent fees, as a professional official institution, NIH does not care about this.

Whoever developed the top technology is the focus of NIH cares about.

In Tobiles's opinion, as an American who doesn't understand professionalism, he doesn't care about technology itself, and what he wants to hear more is the story.

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

Want to go public on the Nasdaq? You'd better tell a good story during your listing roadshow.

Want to be a reality show champion? You'd better tell a good story when answering your mentor's questions.

Want to get scientific research funds from the US government? You'd better tell a good story to members of Congress.

Want to make the Manhattan plan for the 21st century? You'd 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 mountain roads, which attracted many reports from European and American newspapers.

Tobiles never expected that Yang Rui could provide another good story.

Grenade fish frying and new PCR technology? Tobiles thought to himself, there must be many people who want to know the specific details.

Mr. Dalbeco is probably going to die of euthanasia.

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

Tobiles looked at Yang Rui squatting beside the pond with anticipation and worry. Behind him were the translator, Yang Fang, a bag of river fish and a box of grenades.
Chapter completed!