Предмет: Химия, автор: taksa207

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сколько моль хлорида натрия образуется в ходе обменой реакции одного моль сульфата натрия и 1 моль хлорида бария
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Автор ответа: dridri9
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Ответ:

1 2

Na2SO4+BaCl2=BaSO4+2NaCl

1моль х моль

n(NaCl)=2моль

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