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Isabel. By the time Deneuve and Blomsteain arrived at the Deneuve clothing store on Dover Strasse, Zhu had already called for a horse-drawn carriage to go to the British Patent Office on the north bank of the Thames to apply for a patent for the diethyl x morphine, which would later be harmful.

"Isabel, why are you here?" Madame Duran ran out of the shop with an excited face, took the countess's jade hand and said with a grin, "You're here to find Jason, right?" Unfortunately, he just went out. ”

"Gone out? Isn't it going to The Times? It's really a Tatar ......" Isabel thought to herself, if that were the case, all the thought she had spent on this Tatar would be wasted, and it seemed that "investing" in men was also risky. Thinking so in his heart, the two eyebrows naturally frowned slightly, as if he was worried about Zhu Jishi.

"Isabel, you're in such a hurry, shouldn't you like Jason too?" Madame Duran looked at the countess with a smile, "Well, he's a good young man, you can consider becoming Madame Zhu." ”

"He? A Tatar? Are you kidding! The countess glanced at Madame Duran and walked lightly to the shop. By the way, Roman, nothing happened between you and that Tatar, did it? The future of this Tatar is over. ”

Seeing the countess's expression, Madame Duran breathed a sigh of relief in her heart. She greeted Blomstein with a smile, and followed the countess into the shop, and as she went, she smiled and said to her sister, "What if something happens between me and him?" Besides, now I think Jason is a good partner to marry because he's going to make a fortune soon. ”

"Make a fortune?" Isabel looked at her sister puzzled, "Roman, you said he would get rich?" ”

Mrs. Duran nodded affirmatively, "Isabel, Jason has just invented two miraculous drugs, which are extracted from opium, and he went out to apply for a patent......

"Drugs extracted from opium? Is morphine ine? Someone has already done it. Bronstein, who had just walked into the clothing store, pulled a chair and sat down, he was also an old man, and he was really tired enough to go back and forth all the way.

"No, it's not morphine...... It seems to be extracted from morphine, what is it called morphine hydrochloride. Madame Durand laughed and said, "I have already made Henry try that thing, and he says it is ten times stronger than opium...... Jason also said that he also refined another drug called diethyl X morphine, which can be dozens of times more effective than opium! ”

"Dozens of times!"

"Roman!"

Blomstein and the Countess exclaimed at the same time, the former because of the super-potency of the diethyl x morphine mentioned by Madame Duran, and the latter as if to complain that Madame Duran had poisoned the young French with narcotics.

"Isabel, I know measure." Mrs. Duran opened a drawer, took out a coffee cup, placed it on the counter, and lifted the lid, revealing a bit of morphine hydrochloride that looked like powdered milk.

"That's it...... Diethyl X morphine? Or morphine hydrochloride? ”

"It's morphine hydrochloride."

Blomstein carefully picked up a little powder with his fingers, put it on the tip of his nose and sniffed it, then stuck out his tongue and licked it, Zuihou looked at Madame Duran and asked, "Madam, how do you use this thing?" ”

"Jason says there are many ways to use it, it can be taken orally, it can be smoked, and it can be injected ......"

"Injection!?" Bromstein's eyes widened, and he looked at the powder fixedly, "This, this, this...... Can this thing still be injected? Is it water-soluble well? ”

Mrs. Duran spread her hands and shrugged her shoulders, "I don't know, Jason said...... But the tone of the speech was very affirmative. ”

"If you can inject it, it will have more than ten times the effect of opium, which is really a good thing!" Blomstein sighed with emotion, "I didn't expect this Tatar to be a chemist, what a talent, but it's a pity that ......"

"It's a pity it's a little stupid!" Isabel said angrily: "No matter how miraculous the drug is, what good can it be if it is sold without the help of doctors?" Doesn't being able to sell equal to zero? ”

"Hasn't he gone to The Times yet?" Blomstein put the lump back into his coffee cup and was silent for a moment, a preliminary business plan already in his mind. This old fellow, who had emigrated from Germany, was a Jew, and business was almost instinctive, so he always considered business opportunities first and foremost when he looked at everything. In Europe nowadays, opium is a "panacea", but the efficacy of opium is not ideal, so there are some more expensive drugs that will use morphine, but the effect is still not ideal, if this what morphine hydrochloride and diethyl X morphine can really have ten to dozens of times the efficacy of opium, the market prospect is self-evident!

Thinking of this, Blomstein said solemnly: "Madam, can you give me this morphine hydrochloride?" ”

"To you?" Madame Durant had an embarrassed look on her face, and after smoking opium with a little morphine hydrochloride, the Frenchman felt that he could not live without it. But Zhu Jishi was very stingy, and only gave so much, and said that this was Henry's ten-day amount, and let Mrs. Duran keep it, and he could only give Henry a little bit every day......

"Ma'am, I'd like to look into morphine hydrochloride." Blomstein said to Isabel: "Countess, this medicine is very likely to be of great value—if it were as miraculous as Madame Duran said, and if it were used well, it would make us rich!" ”

"Make a fortune!?"

"yes, those Royal Medical Society guys aren't as stubborn as they seem, and they're not going to refuse real medicine. Moreover, this Tatar doctor is only the inventor of morphine hydrochloride, not necessarily the manufacturer and seller. ”

"What do you mean, Dr. Blomstein?"

"Countess, we can open a pharmacy with this Tatar. If he is really ostracized by the Royal Society of Medicine, and the pharmacy business fails, you will come forward and buy the patent rights of morphine hydrochloride and diethyl X morphine for a few small dollars......"

Before Dr. Blomstejn could finish speaking, he heard the sound of horses' hooves and wheels rolling outside the door. Then I saw Zhu Jishi walking in hurriedly.

……

"Isabel, why are you here?" As soon as he entered the door, Zhu Jishi saw that the bright and touching countess was sitting at the counter, smiling at himself, and the other who was looking at him with affection was directly ignored.

"Jason, is the patent registration going well?"

The process of registering patents for diethyl X morphine and morphine hydrochloride was not complicated, and after submitting the relevant jishu documents and paying a patent registration fee, the staff of the British Patent Board only checked the file a little, and after confirming that no one had registered a similar patent, they told Zhu Jishi that the Patent Board would approve Zhu Jishi's patent application in three weeks at most.

In addition, they also told Zhu Jishi that the British Empire has signed patent protection treaties with France, the United States, Germany (referring to the German Confederation), the Russian Empire and other major countries, so patents registered in the United Kingdom can be protected in most countries on Shijie. Of course, if possible, it would be better to re-register these patents with the patent offices of those countries. Currently, the term of protection for patented inventions in the UK is 14 years (21 years in the US), but an annual fee must be paid to the patent office.

In this era, the patent registration work of the Western powers has been relatively perfect, although it cannot be compared with later generations, but it is enough to become an important driving force for a series of Jishu revolutions in Western countries. If Zhu Jishi stayed in the Qing Dynasty now, even if he invented penicillin and TNT explosives, there would be no way to obtain patent authorization in the Qing Dynasty, and he would have to travel all the way to Europe.

"It's going very well," Zhu Jishi nodded, a smug smile appeared on his face, "Isabel, Roman told you about Erb X morphine, right?" It's a miracle drug! It will completely change the landscape of the European pharmaceutical market, so I plan to open a Jason Pharmacy to specialize in the production and sale of drugs such as diethyl X morphine and morphine hydrochloride. I think I'm going to make a fortune with diethyl X morphine and morphine hydrochloride soon! ”

He walked around the shop with some excitement, rubbed his hands and said, "Maybe you can make a million pounds or more soon......

After listening to Zhu Jishi's description of the prospects of the drug business, Isabel did not show a joyful expression, but frowned slightly, and looked at him with some concern: "Jason, do you really want to publish an article in the Times and make enemies of the Royal Society of Medicine?" ”

"Enemies?" Zhu Jishi waved his hand and said with a smile: "It's not for the enemy, but for stepping on their shoulders to become famous!" I need a lot of fame to drive sales of diethyl X morphine and morphine hydrochloride and some other new drugs...... In fact, those in the Royal Society of Medicine will eventually thank me, because I'm correcting some terrible wrongs, and I'm going to give them a chance to make a fortune. ”

"Okay," Isabel looked at Zhu Jishi, who was excited, and sighed, "If you think this is the right path, then go for it, I won't advise you." But newspapers like The Times are quite conservative, and they're probably unlikely to publish your article right away. ”

"The Times won't publish it?" Zhu Jishi was stunned and looked at the countess, "Isabel, do you have any suggestions?" ”

The countess was silent for a moment, nodded and said, "Jason, do you remember that Will. Hemming? ”

"The officer who almost killed Mr. Churchill?"

"He's not an officer anymore, he's a reporter for the Polaris, a newspaper that is more than happy to expose the dark side of British society."

"Polaris?" Zhu Jishi vaguely remembered that there was such a newspaper, not in later generations, but on the way to work at Oumen Hospital, he spent two pennies to buy a copy of the "Polaris". "Okay, but where can I find Will. What about Hemming? ”

"He's not in London right now, he's at Polaris' correspondent station in Manchester, ......"