1840Indian rebirth

Thomson obviously thought wrong.

Ma Shao gave him the first authorship of "Absolute Temperature Scale", which may be said to be modest, but this article is definitely not.

Because Mashao knew that the conclusion of this article was wrong, and it was so wrong that even the process was wrong.

Although Thomson seems to care about this issue, this article is destined to be an inconspicuous side note in the history of science.

Of course, everything depends on the support of peers.

In Ma Shao's eyes, this article is ridiculously wrong, but compared with other contemporaneous speculations about the age of the sun, this article is the closest to the truth.

Many Christians still follow the conjecture printed in the Bible hundreds of years ago, believing that the sun is only a few thousand years old.

Although scientists abandoned this obviously stupid view, they did not come up with a more realistic conclusion.

In contrast, Ma Shao and Thomson at least constructed a theory that has no faults so far. They used gravitational potential energy and meteorites instead of burning coal, and came up with a result of 500 million years, which is more reasonable and shocking.

Therefore, when this article was published, the response was even greater, at least much greater than "On an Absolute Temperature Scale".

After all, only physicists pay attention to the absolute temperature scale, but anyone is interested in taking a second look at the age of the sun.

Just the day after the paper was officially published, several newspapers in Glasgow reported on it.

The more conservative newspapers published headlines like "Physicists estimate the age of the sun to be 500 million years old."

The more unrestrained and lively newspapers, showing the nature of commercial media keen on making big news, focused on reporting on the horse whistle, directly using titles such as "Indian Scientists Calculate the Age of the Sun".

There is no doubt that the combination of Indians and scientists is more likely to attract attention.

Therefore, with the publication of the newspaper, this matter began to be discussed in Scotland and even the entire UK, in temples and far away.

Even from Ma Shao's personal perspective, he can feel this change in public opinion.

In a bookstore.

"...Man, have you heard that an Indian scientist calculated that the age of the sun is 500 million years old."

"Indian scientist?"

"No, Indian, savage American."

"How is this possible? Are you sure you're not mistaken? If it's an Indian scientist, I can understand it, but American Indians, how can they have scientists? I heard that they don't even have writing, and they still hunt with stone tools."

"But this is the fact. Several newspapers have reported it. It is absolutely true. An Indian scientist collaborated with Professor Thomson of the University of Glasgow on a paper and estimated the age of the sun - 500 million years old. This is really

An astonishing number!”

Another person joined the discussion and said in an arrogant tone: "You obviously know nothing about the scientific world."

"What do you know?"

"Long before calculating the age of the sun, the Indian had already published several amazing papers, which had a great influence in the academic world. Anyone who pays a little attention to the academic world would have known about the existence of this Indian scientist at least a week ago.

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"Great Chief, did you hear that, those people are discussing you." Ranfa came over and said.

"Of course." Ma Shao said nonchalantly, closing the book in his hand and handing it to Luanfa, "See if there are any more books like this in the store. If so, buy a few more. Come to England.

It's easy, we have to buy more books."

In recent days, this is not the first time he has heard comments about himself.

As the saying goes, when you see one cockroach in your home, there must be a thousand more cockroaches having a party in the dark.

Ma Shao could hear such discussions with his own ears more than once. It is conceivable that such discussions must have been very common in the UK and probably happened all the time.

This was indeed the case, and it was a little more exaggerated than he expected.

London, Buckingham Palace.

The young Queen Victoria had been married for eight years but was already the mother of six children.

Just a few dozen days ago, she gave birth to Princess Louise, but with her rich experience, she obviously adapted to postpartum life quickly.

At this moment, Her Majesty is holding her little daughter and talking close to her husband, while his husband, Prince Albert, is reading documents submitted by the cabinet.

If the room wasn't so magnificently decorated, they would almost look like an ordinary loving couple.

"...Dear, I plan to give Mr. Faraday a house in Hampton Court Palace, what do you think?" Prince Albert said.

"Of course." Queen Victoria said, "Faraday is a respectable scientist, and his contributions to Britain are obvious to all."

As she spoke, she seemed to think of something: "About science, I heard recently that there was an Indian scientist?"

Prince Albert nodded: "I have also heard about this. An Indian from the Americas and a Scottish professor calculated the age of the sun, and the result seems to be 500 million years old."

Queen Victoria: "That sounds very interesting. I've never heard of an Indian scientist. I'd like to meet him."

"Yes, but we should listen to the scientists' opinions. Maybe the Indian is just a sensationalist. When Mr. Faraday comes, we can ask him what he thinks." Albert said, suddenly frowning.

Brows, "Oh, by the way, there is still a troublesome matter that has not been dealt with."

"What is it?" Queen Victoria asked. Although she was the Queen of England, she obviously preferred to let her husband perform his duties, so her inquiry was more of a courtesy than a real concern.

Prince Albert: "The Americans said that we used Indians as middlemen to illegally sell a weapon during the Mexican War... Prime Minister Russell thought it was a private act by some companies, but after a long investigation, there is still no result."

"Illegal sales?"

Prince Albert: "That weapon is called a revolver. Its patent belongs to the Colt Company in the United States. Colt also registered a patent in the United Kingdom, but the revolver sold by the Indians during the war was not a Colt.

Specially produced.”

"It is said that tens of thousands of revolvers were sold, which undoubtedly violated the patent law. More importantly, these ten thousand guns played a huge impact in the war, so Americans protested fiercely."

Queen Victoria thought for a while: "Why can't it be a company from another country?"

Prince Albert shook his head: "Besides the United Kingdom, the only companies that can produce 10,000 guns in North America are American companies. Can't they be produced by the Indians themselves?"

Queen Victoria laughed and said: "That's not true. We thought the Indians had no scientists."

Prince Albert also smiled unconcernedly.

"Dear Albert, it's getting late, I think we should take a rest." Queen Victoria suddenly said close to her.

A trace of nervousness appeared on Albert's face: "Victoria...you just gave birth to a baby."

Queen Victoria said: "That was a few months ago. Our Louis has learned to roll over now, and my body has long since recovered."

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