Because of the failure of the drug test, the entire laboratory suddenly fell into despair.

The reason for despair is that they cannot imitate Jiuxuan Remake Pills, but that they have already imitated it one to one, but the results are very different.

This suddenly put everyone in a dead end.

If it is useless to imitate it exactly the same, what should we do to be useful?

Rutgers was completely stunned. He paced back and forth with the imitation pills, muttering: "What should I do next... What else can I do next... It's not OK to make it exactly the same. Should I try it in a different direction?"

Several pharmacy experts also looked frustrated.

They have been in the industry for so many years, but have not encountered such incredible things.

Smith thought for a moment, remembered something, and asked Rutgers: "Can Jiuxuan Pharmaceutical have any different processes in the preparation process?"

Rutgers touched his forehead and asked, "What does it mean?"

Smith said: "For example, do they use boiling and air-drying, or baking, or exposing themselves to the sun for 49 days..."

Rutgers asked in confusion: "Why is it seventy-nine days? What is the logic?"

Smith said: "I don't know, my daughter is watching the English version of Journey to the West, a Chinese mythology story. In it, the immortals usually use square numbers to refine pills, such as seventy-nine, ninety-nine eighty-one..."

Rutgers said awkwardly: "Is this fucking too unrigorous?"

Smith said seriously: "This matter has become very metaphysical now, so we have to think about whether there is any metaphysical aspect that we have not noticed."

As he said that, Smith said again: "By the way, I heard that traditional Chinese medicine pharmaceuticals itself also have many requirements, such as how much water is added, how long to cook, whether it is boiled on a high or low heat, the results are different..."

Smith remembered something and hurriedly added: "By the way, "Journey to the West" also said that sometimes, rootless water is required to make elixirs. If other water is used, the desired effect cannot be achieved!"

Rutgers rubbed his temples and asked him, "What is this rootless water?"

Smith said: "The so-called rootless water, the explanation above in Journey to the West is the rain water that falls from the sky. Because the rain water comes from the sky, it is rootless water."

Rutgers almost fainted and blurted out: "Where is the water coming from, isn't it H2o? Why is rainwater more powerful than other buffaloes? Isn't rainwater also converted from the evaporated water vapor in the ocean?"

Smith spread his hands and said, "So this is metaphysics! If it has scientific basis, it is science. It is precisely because it has no scientific basis that it is called metaphysics."

Rutgers asked him: "Then what you mean is that next we have to let different teams try to prepare this recipe in different ways? For example, who cooks on high heat, who cooks on low heat, who uses natural air drying, who bakes on high temperatures? Then let them try different waters, who uses rainwater from the sky, who uses well water from the ground, and who uses snow-fried water from snow mountains?"

Smith said embarrassedly: "I know, this sounds strange, but I really think there is no better way now. The White House has created such a big battle for us. We can't declare failure in less than a day, right? In that case, in the eyes of everyone, what is the difference between everyone and a bunch of waste in the eyes of the White House?"

Rutgers was crying and blurted out: "Smith...we are all scientists. They are not professional when they ask scientists to do such metaphysical things..."

Smith said: "There's no way, just bite the bullet, otherwise what should I do?"

At this time, an Asian-faced scientific researcher mustered up the courage to speak: "Mr. Rutgers, I suggest it is best to go to Jinling for a field inspection, and then bring a batch of environmental samples back to study, such as the air, soil, groundwater, surface water, rainfall, etc. there."

When Rutgers saw that he was an Asian face, he asked curiously: "Are you Chinese?"

"No, I'm Japanese."

Rutgers asked again: "Do you think it's so troublesome to go to the local area?"

The man replied with a serious look: "Before I immigrated to the United States, I had been doing microbial research and development in Japan for many years. At that time, Japan was taking off its economy, and all walks of life were imitating excellent products that surpassed overseas, not only automobiles, optics, steel, medicine, and even winemaking!

As he said that, the man continued to explain: "At that time, many Japanese distillers commissioned us to help them reversely develop European and American whiskeys and Chinese Moutai, and then imitate them. Western whiskeys were very simple, and we quickly made a breakthrough. Not long after, Japanese whiskeys were better than blue, and their quality and taste exceeded European products, gaining a large market share, but China's Moutai was unable to imitate them."

Rutgers asked him: "Why? Is there anything special about Moutai?"

"It's really special." The Japanese-American researcher explained: "We used the same method to reversely develop Moutai, and found that the taste was always much worse!"

"Later we learned that many local wineries in China have tried imitating Moutai, but they all ended up in failure. The reason for this is very mysterious. The same process, same materials, and same formula can only be made in Maotai. If you leave that place, even if you imitate it, you will still have a little soul."

Rutgers hurriedly asked, "Did you find out what the problem was in the end?"

"Discovered." The other party explained: "We later carefully studied the microbial flora of the wine during the brewing process and found that it was because the koji we used were always different from the local koji in Maotai. Even if we secretly brought out the koji of Maotai and brought it back to Japan for cultivation, it still couldn't do it."

After a pause, the other party said: "The final conclusion we came to is that pure Moutai can only be brewed in the Moutai place and in their very unique environment. The climate, altitude, humidity and local water resources are all playing an extremely subtle but extremely important role."

"I understand..." Rutgers gritted his teeth and said, "It seems that this is really mysterious..."

After saying that, Rutgers asked him with admiration: "What's your name? Which company do you work in?"

The other party hurriedly bowed excitedly and said, "My name is Shunhei Nakamura. Before I immigrated to the United States, I worked at the National Research Institute. Later, I switched to Kobayashi Pharmaceutical to work as the research and development of microbial agents. Now I work at Johnson & Johnson Group! I am very honored to be able to participate in the research and development of this magical drug this time! I will definitely do my best and do my best!"

"Kobayashi Pharmaceutical..." Rutgers asked in surprise: "Is it the Kobayashi Pharmaceutical that was acquired by Jiuxuan Pharmaceutical?"

"Yes!" Nakamura Shunhei nodded immediately: "Later, Kobayashi Pharmaceutical gave up microbial medicines and completely transformed into Chinese medicine, so I left."
Chapter completed!