Reborn Nongmen's little lucky wife

Chapter 1081

"The little one is carrying it." Si'an patted the burden on his back, and told Qin Sanlang what Gu Jinli had explained.

After Qin Sanlang heard this, he led Si'an out of the stockade, pointed to the wounded soldiers who were lying or lying on their stomachs and said, "Zhang Zhong, untie all their bandaged wounds and let them apply this new medicinal juice on it." Bandage it later."

To be honest, the wounded soldiers who heard this had a bit of pain on their faces.

My lord, we finally bandaged the wound with the pain, and you want us to untie it and bandage it again, do you think we don't hurt enough?

However, Qin Sanlang's reputation for being tough resounded throughout the entire Fucheng garrison camp. These soldiers had done winter training, summer training, and night training with him. They both admired him and were afraid of him. The wrapped cloth strips were untied, waiting to be rubbed with alcohol.

Si'an happily took out the alcohol, distributed it to Zhang Zhong and the others, and explained: "This thing is very precious, and it is not made much, so you don't need to pour too much, just soak up the alcohol with a cotton cloth and wipe the wound. "

But even so, when the cotton cloth soaked in alcohol was wiped on the wound, the wounded soldiers still screamed in pain.

Qin Sanlang said coldly: "What's your name? Are you girls? The elders can't even bear this pain, waste."

Injured soldiers: "..."

They are trash, they admit it, it hurts too much, what the hell is this?

A soldier asked this question under Qin Sanlang's frightening pressure.

Si'an said: "It's a new medicine. After applying this medicine juice, it can reduce the inflammation and ulceration of the wound, so that you will not have a high fever due to the injury."

After hearing this, the soldiers were quite satisfied.

If this concoction really had this effect, then it wouldn't matter if they were in pain for a while.This is the most likely to get a high fever after being wounded by a knife soldier. Once a high fever occurs, a person may not be able to survive.

"Master, the little master brought you other Jinchuang medicines." Si'an said to Qin Sanlang.

Qin Sanlang: "Use it for the brothers who are seriously injured. For those with minor injuries, use alcohol first, and wait until tomorrow. If someone's wound is inflamed, then replace it with Jinchuang medicine."

Alcohol has just been made, so they don't know whether it is useful or how useful it is. Try it first to see the effect. Anyway, if you try it for a day with minor injuries, you won't be killed.

"Hey." Si'an responded, and took the Jinchuang medicine to Zhang Zhong, and the two distributed it to the seriously injured soldiers.

Si'an and Zhang Zhong were very clear about Qin Sanlang's thoughts, and when they distributed Jinchuang medicine to the soldiers, they did not forget to say: "This is sent by someone from Qin Baihu's unmarried daughter-in-law."

After hearing this, the soldiers naturally praised Qin Sanlang very happily, with a smile on his face...that smile scares away many people.

When Zhong Yu came out of the house, he saw Qin Sanlang leaning on a tree trunk, holding a box of grilled fish in his hand, listening to the compliments of the soldiers while eating.

Zhong Yu was sour, he took a sip secretly, and thought to himself: Forget it if you die, isn't it just an engagement, what's so great, it's worth showing off like this?

He, Zhong Yu, wanted to make contributions to Da Chu first, so he didn't get married, or else, let alone getting married, he even gave birth to a child.

Wait, after returning to the camp, he will write a letter to his family, asking the family to settle the marriage, and he will definitely get married and have a baby before Qin Sanlang, and he will compare him to his son when the time comes!

Sensing Zhong Yu's gaze, Qin Sanlang didn't even give him a glance, and just ate the grilled fish slowly. The elegant appearance of eating made Zhong Yu feel sore again.

A poor ghost who escaped from the famine, how can you pretend to be like a son of a nobleman, you are really a nobleman?

In the entire Fucheng garrison camp, Zhong Yu is the one with the best family background, he is the noble son of a famous family.

"General Banner, your hand is injured. Try this new concoction. I heard that after applying it, the wound will not fester and become inflamed. This subordinate secretly got it from Zhang Zhong, and I will send it back to him later. , would you like to try it?" The person who spoke was Liu Tong, a soldier under Zhong Yu's banner. Seeing that Zhong Yu's arm was injured, he specially brought alcohol to Zhong Yu, wanting to flatter him.

Zhong Yu is quite familiar with Liu Tong, and usually doesn't look down on such flatterers, but after hearing that this new concoction is so easy to use, he also wants to try it.

Zhong Yu stretched out his arm, and said with a little pride: "Paint it on me."

After hearing this, Liu Tong beamed with joy, and tidied up his wound happily, then twisted the cotton cloth into strips, put them into the alcohol jug, and soaked the cotton cloth with alcohol.

"It's slow, this thing has a smell of alcohol. It is supposed to be used in the same way as spirits. Pour it directly." Zhong Yu glanced at Qin Sanlang, for fear that the poor ghost would look at him. When he sees himself using the medicinal juice sent by his family, he will definitely look down on him even more.

Zhong Yu is a shameless person, and Qin Sanlang beat him up for doing something wrong just now, because he didn't want to be underestimated by Qin Sanlang again.

Liu Tong frowned, and said in embarrassment: "Zongqi, this stuff hurts a bit when applied on the wound, it's better to rub it on, you won't be able to bear it directly."

When Zhong Yu heard this, his face turned cold, feeling that he was being underestimated, he snatched the alcohol jug, and poured all the alcohol on the wound on his arm with a splash.

Then he...

"what--!"

A shrill scream pierced through the sky, Zhong Yu shook his arms violently in pain, and kept circling in circles, his face turned white from the pain, and he almost died of pain on the spot.

Holding his grilled fish, Qin Sanlang paced over from not far away, glanced at Zhong Yu who was twitching in pain, and said, "500 taels, compensation."

Zhong Yu was not stupid, so he understood. He gritted his teeth and endured the severe pain in his arm. He raised his head and glared at Qin Sanlang: "A bottle of broken medicine that hurts people costs 500 taels. You are more ruthless than a bandit!"

Qin Sanlang's eyes were slightly cold: "The time and effort required to make a new medicine is unimaginable for people like you. If the pot of alcohol you poured out, in the northwest where there is a shortage of medicines, at least a hundred soldiers can be saved." Do you think the lives of a hundred soldiers are not worth 500 taels of silver? Or do you think my wife's medicine is not worth the price?"

In the second half of the sentence, his voice was already murderous, and Zhong Yu felt cold. If he dared to say that the new medicine made by Qin Sanlang's wife was worthless, he would probably be stabbed again by Qin Sanlang.

But if it is said that the lives of a hundred soldiers are not worth 500 taels, he will lose the hearts of the people, not to mention the people in the camp, even the soldiers under his banner will complain about him.

Sure enough, he was an insidious thief, and every word he said was full of traps!

Zhong Yu had no choice but to give money, but he directly took out a thousand taels of silver note and wanted to throw it to Qin Sanlang, but just as he raised his arm, before the silver note was thrown out, he saw white light in Qin Sanlang's sleeve In a flash...it was Qin Sanlang's dagger hidden in his sleeve!

Zhong Yu was horrified, he took back the throwing gesture, held back his anger, and handed the bank note to Qin Sanlang.

Qin Sanlang glanced at the bank note, did not accept it, and said, "Both hands."

Didn't your parents teach you about etiquette?

(End of this chapter)