Bullied to Tears by the Chieftain

Faced with the Chieftain's teasing, Qu Bing and the others naturally had nothing to say. This was only a prototype that had just barely met the needs of photography. Its first purpose was simply to work—how could they have had the time to worry about its appearance?

"Chieftain, are we taking pictures now?" Ao Fei paid no attention to the Chieftain's teasing. Instead, he eagerly wanted to show off in front of Luo Chong.

"Taking pictures? That term doesn't sound right. I think we should call it photography, or taking photographs. You don't need to hurry, either. You traveled for two days, didn't you? It's already noon. Let's eat first, and you can tell me about the principles behind this thing you designed. We can work on the photographs this afternoon; it won't be too late."

Luo Chong immediately rejected their suggestion. He then had the maids in his household prepare lunch and personally ate with this group of researchers, chatting with them about their work and research during this period.

After listening to the accounts of the three men, Qu Bing, Luo Chong turned to Wen Nong and asked, "So, the thing that finally fixed the image in place was that Reagent No. 17 you made?"

"Yes, Chieftain. Actually, it was Qu Bing who suggested testing that thing. I didn't really help with anything." Wen Nong became modest at this point.

"Mm." Luo Chong nodded but did not pursue that topic. Instead, he continued asking, "You said this Reagent No. 17 has a green metallic flame test?"

"Yes, Chieftain." Wen Nong did not know why Luo Chong's attention had shifted to this, but he still nodded in confirmation.

"Then when you go back, mix a little of this stuff with gunpowder, and use glue to turn it into a