He originally thought that this was a treasure given to him by God. But judging from the current situation, it was obviously not the case.

Those civilizations left over from ancient times have disappeared forever in the depths of the universe with time and war.

There is no doubt that technology is driving the evolution of human society. But it also constantly eliminates some things in human history that have been marked with "non-scientific" in human history from another aspect. Moreover, even if the most super technical means are used, it is impossible to restore its production methods and processes from some materials with unique processing processes. Even if the matching rate between the imitation and the actual object is as high as 99%, it cannot truly possess the special smell and effect of the original object.

Such examples are everywhere———The special fermentation process of Scandinavian sour feta cheese is irreplaceable by any industrial product, and it is never possible to obtain the effect by adding other substances. The ingredients of Yunnan Baiyao in the ancient Eastern country were extremely unique, and even high-efficiency molecular fluoroscopy could not be analyzed. Especially in the middle of World War III, the "new Baiyao" produced by the EU Pharmaceuticals at that time and supplied to the federal army. Because its actual efficacy cannot be compared with the real original drugs, it has always been considered by officers and soldiers to cut corners and is called "fakes".

"Try to collect relics that can be sold as goods, and keep them intact during the process of transporting the bodies of the victims. Cremation and burial of them is the only thing we can do..."

The air was filled with a faint melancholy factor, and the dull and depressing atmosphere affected everyone who walked into the wreckage of the spacecraft. Including Du Tianhao, the deep eyes were filled with loss and sadness.

The laser cutter began to decompose the spacecraft as a whole, and pieces of ferrous metal sticking to various attachments were scattered on the ground like peeling shells. More searchlights were set up around the entire workplace than half an hour ago. Under direct light, the collectors responsible for picking up the relics did not even miss a piece of nails of the dead.

......

The "Blackbeard" dreadnought became Zhao Yi's temporary lounge. He held a cup of hot water and silently stared at the dining plate on the table in front of him filled with all kinds of decorations at any time.

Cross, hexagram pendant, clasp necklaces of various shapes, rings, keychains...

The Pangu is a colonial spacecraft. In addition to the sperm refrigerator located in the core area of ​​the cabin, there are more than 6,000 members on the ship. Various valuable relics have been collected from the bodies, and there have been tens of thousands of them.

They can all be auctioned as antiques. The revenue is expected to be a very generous amount of money.

This doesn't matter morality—just like tomb robbers and kaoku scholars in the Earth's era, they all search for cultural relics from the tombs of their predecessors. Although the former was denounced as illegal by the government, the latter was elevated to the height of cultural research, there is no difference between the essence and action.

"Know the value of it is equal to it."

"Don't miss any information for reference."

"Also, laser scanning of all items is done, paying attention to internal structure and space. Since these things belong to us, we must use them for the best of our own."

These orders were not aimless. There was a similar example - a space prospector discovered the wreckage of an ancient lifeboat on a distant planet. He auctioned all the items found on the remains of the dead in the cabin. When the buyer bought these things at the price of 6 million federal standard currency, he found that one of the titanium earrings was hollow inside, inlaid with a nanochip that was extremely expensive in the Earth era and was also a representative of advanced technology. As for the information, it was the special production process of the ancient Italian "Balfid" violin... Two weeks later, the analyzed data was packaged and promoted and appeared again in the auction house. The starting price was as high as 3 billion federal standard currency.

The relic inspection process lasted for a long time, until more than ten hours later. Du Tianhao, who was excited, hurried into the battleship lounge and sent a thick titanium ring to Zhao Yi. He said in a trembling voice: "Your Excellency...you...you'd better take a look at this."

The ring itself has no characteristics. It is just a very ordinary simple ring. The surface is polished and smooth, and a dazzling yellow color flashes under the light.

“Its inner side…”

Du Tianhao swallowed his throat hard, stretched out his hand, and pointed carefully at the inside of the ring. Following the direction he guided, Zhao Yi saw a circle very small, as if to increase friction, tiny vertical marks arranged neatly in the inner ring of the ring.

This is obviously a mark left by some kind of machinery. The anti-corrosion coating on the surface allows these subtle marks to exist for a long time. They vary in length and come close to the eyes. They are like match sticks with uniform thickness, or like regular carved patterns on the surface of rubber wheels.

Zhao Yi raised his head, took his gaze away from the ring, and turned to look at Du Tianhao standing in front of him with the meaning of inquiry.

"The analysts have carefully examined that these lines are not meaningless."

Du Tianhao's rough face was full of uncontrollable excitement: "They are a set of hidden Morse codes. The translated content is two completely different sets of information."

"Order all your fleets to be dispatched to form a blockade around the planet. Strengthen the closed measures of radio wave interference and remote communication systems, so that the information that occurs here cannot be leaked at all————"

Zhao Yi calmly issued a series of supplementary orders. At the same time, he asked in a few trembling voices: "What is the translated information?"

"The first group is an interstellar coordinate. I just checked the space star map. It is located deep in the swan constellation, about 5 billion light-years away from the planet AG64."

Du Tianhao rubbed his hands hard: "As for the second set of information, it is about the lost Maotai recipe."

Even though Zhao Yi was already mentally prepared, when he heard the last sentence, he still felt his heart beating suddenly, and the blood flowing all over his body was almost rushing.

"It seems that this ancient spacecraft is indeed a gift from God."

He murmured, his eyes shaking with greed and excitement.

"Your Excellency, please let me finish my words."

Du Tianhao's expression was a little hesitant. He opened his mouth, as if he was a little afraid of Zhao Yi's performance. After pausing for a few seconds, the black-bearded pirate head put his right hand into the pocket of his shirt, took out a piece of folded paper, and slowly handed it to Zhao Yi with respect.

"...This is the second part of the Morse Code that I just analyzed. It is what I call the Moutai recipe. But... you'd better take a closer look and then draw a conclusion."

Zhao Yi frowned and looked at Du Tianhao's bearded face. At this moment, the rough man's eyes were full of confusion.

There are not many words printed on the page, only two lines. But in terms of content, Zhao Yi is very familiar with it.

Or it should be said that he had seen the exact same words.

"One ton of sand, two tons of stone, five kilograms of salt, twenty kilograms of bacon, three pairs of thongs worn by homosexuals, and six taels of expired semen."

Zhao Yi kept shaking his head, and his incredible and shocked expressions kept flashing quickly from his eyes. The hands holding the paper page were as if they were controlled by magic. The grip became tighter and tighter, and more and more distorted.

"Is this the Maotai recipe you mentioned?"

Zhao Yi suddenly turned his head, stared at Du Tianhao in disbelief, and asked almost indifferently: "Are you sure?"

This analytical information is exactly the same as the formula of "Moutai" he bought at Quinthafar Planet. Even the punctuation mark has not changed.

Du Tianhao nodded heavily, and the gaze released from the depths of his pupils was undoubtedly loyalty and persistence.

......

Planet ag64. The 22nd floor of the underground base, the core laboratory of Area A.

All scientists seem to have certain madness and delusions in their hearts. Wen Huihuang is no exception. If it weren't for the terrible plan of "Dragon King Shield" as a reference, Zhao Yi would have thought that this man who often wears a white coat, has spotless hair, has a humble smile and a bit shy face at any time, must be a gentle and kind young man.

From the day you entered the underground base laboratory, Wen Huihuang seemed to have a strong interest in everything here. In his words: "In the Federal Academy of Sciences, no matter how much money you spend, you will never be able to conduct any additional research."

For a long time, the so-called "Moutai Liquor Recipe" bought by Zhao Yi at a high price from the Quintex Planet "Silvester" auction house were all seasonings that were ridiculed by everyone as jokes.

However, Wen Huihuang's reaction was obviously different from that of ordinary people.

When he first saw the weird recipe, he treated it like everyone else. He treated it as a boring joke. However, when Zhao Yi returned from the Norwood mine and handed him an ancient ring and a page containing the analysis of information, Wen Huihuang no longer had a smile on his face. Instead, he frowned and fell into deep thoughts.

"If the first auction was a prank by the Kuntaisha people. Then... another thing with the same content appears again, it is no longer possible to fall into the category of "accidental". At least, a coincidence like this can almost be counted in the universe."

"This cannot be a boring joke - no one will use an ancient spacecraft to perform this farce. I have carefully examined that spacecraft, from the external metal to the internal composition, the element content of all items exceeds the expected years. It is a real antiquity and a product of the earth from the war era. Especially those adsorbent metals filled with disordered rays must be placed in space for at least two hundred years before it can be transformed into the current situation."

"This thing is definitely true. Although we don't know why it became like this, or why it appeared in this form, the content it hides is absolutely true. This should be a password that we have not found a way to resolve. It turns out that the owner of the original holder may have adopted this almost joking way of retention in order not to be easily obtained by outsiders... But we must untie it, no matter how much time it takes———"

This is not Zhao Yi's stubborn view, but the consensus among people who understand the process of obtaining two recipes and know the inside story.

One ton of sand, two tons of stone, five kilograms of salt, twenty kilograms of bacon, three pairs of thongs worn by homosexuals, six taels of expired semen...

With this note containing boring information, Wen Huihuang stayed in the laboratory for five days.

When he came out of the laboratory on the sixth day, he came to Zhang Xiaoxian directly.

"I heard that you have seen such recipes in other places. Well... can you bring them out through formal channels and let them show me?"

Although he didn't know what kind of consideration he was, Zhang Xiaoxian used his own authority to connect with the Immigration Planet through the base information resource center and called out two other recipes. The content recorded above is the same as the part that Zhao Yi has. At first glance, it seems to be a garbage list rather than a recipe.

The channel to obtain the formula. One is the purchase of a curiosity website. Two is the source of a scholar who likes to collect tomb objects. According to the information he sent back, this recipe was bought from a cosmic prospector more than 20 years ago. At that time, the recipe was kept in an information recorder of an old space suit.

To purchase these materials, it only cost less than 50,000 federal standard currency.

......

One day two months later, when Zhao Yi and Zhang Xiaoxian were staying in the base control room and discussing future urban planning, Wen Huihuang, who was blushing, walked in with great enthusiasm.

“Want to try my new invention?”

As he said that, he took out a small row of glass test tubes from his pocket with smugness and handed them over with a smile.

This is a standard test tube with a capacity of fifty milliliters. Through the wall of the tube, you can see that it is filled with a tube of clear liquid.

"What is this? Is the latest developed biochemical weapon?"

While making a joke that was neither salty nor light, Zhao Yi pulled out the cork at the mouth of the tube. Suddenly, a soft and seductive aroma of wine completely occupied his entire nose. Under his saliva, he couldn't help but raise his head and pour all the liquid in the tube into his mouth.

fragrant!

alcohol!

Cool!

Wine! That's right. This is indeed wine.

However, he had never drunk such a unique style of mellow brew. After the transparent liquid entered the mouth, it slipped down on its own without even being able to distinguish it. The taste that could not be explained in words was simply wonderful.

On the other hand, Zhang Xiaoxian's face was also full of shock and intoxication.

"What kind of wine is this?"

Zhao Yi licked his lips without any intention and asked seriously.

"Moutai Liquor————”

Wen Huihuang's voice was not loud and his tone was extremely ordinary. However, to the two of them, it was no less shocking than a nuclear bomb explosion.

"You... are you sure?"

"You're not kidding?"

"This, how is this possible?"

"Do you want to know the secret? Then come with me!" Looking at them incredible, Wen Huihuang smiled and made a "please" gesture.

......

The laboratory is the area with the most tightly guarded and vigilant level in the entire base except for the industrial area.

When you click on the wide electronic screen, the first thing that appears in front of everyone is the four recipes arranged up and down. Apart from the inexplicable names of items above, there is nothing worth attracting.

"On the surface, what these so-called formulas record are things that are too rubbish."

Wen Huihuang took out a highlighter and pointed to the center of the screen: "Sand, bacon, underwear... There is obviously no connection between these messy things and the legendary Maotai liquor. No matter how skilled winemaker is, it is impossible to use the mellow wine they can eat. I believe everyone can agree with my opinion on this?"
To be continued...