mage in the late qing dynasty

Chapter 317 Roast Hairy Pig

This guy must emphasize his identity as the Son of Flame.

There are many volcanoes in Hawaii, and with the eruption of the volcano, some olivine will also be ejected.

Although it is considered a gem, it is not expensive.

Even, if you're lucky, you can find them on Kiki Beach.

However, such a large gemstone in Kirsch's hand, and its clarity, must be of great value.

Zhao Chuanxin snatched it away: "Very good, I accept your sacrifice."

Kirsch: "..."

Now that he was paid, Zhao Chuanxin was a good man to the end. He pointed to the child's wound and said, "Don't dig out these maggots, let them eat the carrion on it. Only after all the dead carrion has been swallowed can they be removed. "

In the era without antibiotics, maggots devoured decaying tissues, and they could secrete antibacterial secretions.

Of course, this method can only last for a while.

To goug out the maggots still depends on people's own immunity.

Everyone is restless.

Let the maggots stay in the flesh?
This is unheard of.

It sounds dizzying.

But the high priest was thoughtful.

Zhao Chuanxin took out another bottle of alcohol and handed it to Jixi: "After the carrion is gone and the maggots are picked out, first use this to clean the wound. If the child has a fever, follow my method and use this on the wound. Apply it on the child, and the fever symptoms will soon subside."

Before Kirch could answer, the high priest snatched the thing away: "Let me do this, I know how to operate it."

Zhao Chuanxin knew that he wanted to study the principles of these things.

Since he has the spirit of scientific exploration, Zhao Chuanxin will help him.

Whether that child can be good or not depends entirely on his personal performance.

Zhao Chuanxin saw that the child had an unidentified expression on his face, so he decided to give him more spiritual strength: "My child, listen carefully, I have extracted the anesthetic in the air and poured it into your body. Now, you His body is the body of an Extraordinary, so he will recover soon."

When Makani heard this, his black eyes stared like glass balls: "Sir, is this true?"

"Of course!" Zhao Chuanxin stretched out his sword finger: "Look at it."

As he spoke, a group of dark brown pills unexpectedly appeared out of nowhere on his sword finger.

This time, without waiting for the high priest to snatch it, Zhao Chuanxin directly stuffed the pill into Makani's mouth: "This is a fairy medicine, chew and swallow it."

Makani was obedient and began to chew.

The taste is sweet and sour, and the more you chew, the more addictive it becomes.

The pale little face was a little blood-colored.

The high priest beside him anxiously pulled the feathers on his cloak.

When he finished eating, Zhao Chuanxin asked lightly: "How is it? Do you feel good?"

"Well, it's very comfortable!"

Not to mention the high priest, even Li Shutong and the others were curious and wanted to get to the bottom of it.

Zhao Chuanxin finally said: "Markani, remember, now that you have achieved an extraordinary body, and you have eaten my Foundation Establishment Pill, your illness will be cured soon. So, you have to tell yourself every day, You will recover in no time."

"Well, sir, I feel fine, and the wound doesn't hurt anymore."

Zhao Chuanxin smiled complacently.

Alcohol reduces fever, hawthorn pills with psychological effects, whether it can work, the rest is up to God.

He asked the high priest, "Going to Raqqa, do you have anything to eat? We are very hungry."

The high priest nodded: "Yes, and invite friends from far away to follow me."

Zhao Chuanxin smiled and said to Li Shutong: "Look, this saves another meal."

Li Shutong asked in a low voice: "What are you doing all these things? I smell a smell of alcohol. Could it be that your medicine is wine? What kind of medicine did you give Makani later?"

The rest of the people also looked at Zhao Chuanxin curiously.

"The alcohol applied can bring down the fever. What I eat is hawthorn pills, which are made of hawthorn, divine comedy and malt."

The four were dumbfounded.

Does this work too?
Liu Yuanshan was worried: "Is this not child's play? It doesn't matter if the fever subsides, but what if the injury worsens later? Will they make trouble for us?"

Zhao Chuanxin said indifferently: "We have to respect the fate of others. If he deserves to die, what can I do? As for if he dies, then I, a mage, can save him, ha ha."

Good guy, one-stop service.

The Rakka Festival is held at Kiki Beach.

From afar, Zhao Chuanxin could smell the aroma of barbecue.

Many Kanaka people have gathered here. The men are bare-chested, and the women are wearing long skirts with grass skirts underneath.

Before the white men came here, the women were shirtless.

Those white people were so sanctimonious, so they naturally didn't want to see this, so they forced them to put on clothes.

Zhao Chuanxin urged: "Go quickly, they will eat up all the good things in a while."

After finishing speaking, he dragged the high priest over there forcefully.

The high priest's old and withered body didn't weigh much, and he was dragged away by Zhao Chuanxin involuntarily.

Even when he jumped up a little, his legs would fly into the air.

"Slow down, slow down, friends from afar..."

Zhao Chuanxin couldn't help saying, and he arrived in the crowd in a moment, and then put the high priest down.

The high priest kept his feet on the ground and looked at Zhao Chuanxin in amazement: "Are you a descendant of the God of War Kuku?"

Otherwise, how could there be such great strength?

Zhao Chuanxin was happy: "In the Central Plains and the surrounding countries, people do call me God of War."

This God of War is not that God of War.

Miao Cuihua followed closely behind, and when she arrived, she saw these Kanaka women wearing very revealing clothes, and couldn't help being speechless.

So bold!

They wore wreaths around their necks, flower arrangements on their temples, kihiyi on their shoulders, and fancy marrow and par birds on their bodies. They laughed and laughed, and it was so lively.

It's just that the rough appearance and the dark complexion are slightly different.

The arrival of Miao Cuihua, Liu Yuanshan and Ning An made the eyes of the men present brighten up.

Leaving aside their aesthetics, whether fair skin is considered good-looking or not, the facial features of the three of them are also outstanding.

Zhao Chuanxin shouted: "The auspicious time has come, I announce that dinner is now!"

High Priest: "..."

Everyone looked at the high priest.

There is only one person who has the final say here, and that is the high priest.

The high priest explained Zhao Chuanxin's origin in Hawaiian.

He said: "My friend from afar, he can conjure medicine out of thin air, he can also use anesthesia to blow wooden frames into the air, and healed Makani's illness. Hot as Kilauvia."

When everyone heard that Zhao Chuanxin's body was full of surging numbness, they immediately stood in awe.

A few tall women of the Kanaka tribe came to Zhao Chuanxin laughing and laughing, and dragged him to the field.

"They invite you to dance kashiko," Kishi explained.

Kashiko, the hula dance of the Kanaka tribe.

Zhao Chuanxin walked a few steps between several burly women, and after hearing what Kishi said, he hurriedly shook off: "Oh, what are you doing, I'm a decent person..."

Miao Cuihua and the others couldn't bear to look directly at them.

Zhao Chuanxin said again: "Don't worry about dancing or anything, let's have dinner first. Come on, I can already smell meat."

The high priest said, "Dug out the Krua pig and entertain our honored guests."

A few good guys started digging the sand.

In the sand, wisps of blue smoke emerged.

As they move, the aroma intensifies.

Then, a whole pig, gutted out of its guts, was dug out.

Because the open part is facing downwards, and the volcanic rocks washed by seawater are laid underneath, so it will not be soiled by sand.

The so-called Kurua pig is a roasted hairy pig.

It was the first time Zhao Chuanxin saw someone roasting a pig completely like this.

It's also fresh and tight.

Wait until the roast pig is lifted onto the haystack.

Zhao Chuanxin looked around and greeted: "Come, come, you are welcome, let's eat."

Liu Yuanshan blinked his big eyes, and asked Miao Cuihua in a low voice: "Sister Hua, Brother Charcoal Burner, have you always been like this?"

Miao Cuihua sneered, but didn't answer.

Li Shutong said awkwardly: "For him, as long as he doesn't feel wrong, it will always be someone else."

Liu Yuanshan chuckled: "Then shall we go there?"

Li Shutong pondered for a while: "Still, be more reserved."

But Miao Cuihua followed calmly.

In her opinion, what honor or disgrace can she have?Since he followed Zhao Chuanxin to go out, everything should be followed by Zhao Chuanxin.

Zhao Chuanxin took Miao Cuihua's hand and pulled her over.

The high priest invites them to sit down.

Kishi said: "Sir, don't be too dirty. The beach here is clean. And we Kanakas change our clothes every day."

Zhao Chuanxin didn't dislike it at all, and sat down directly: "Sister Hua, do as the Romans do."

Miao Cuihua also sat down generously.

Li Shutong looked at it and had no choice but to bite the bullet and follow.

The first to do it was naturally the High Priest.

However, today the high priest handed over this power to Zhao Chuanxin.

Zhao Chuanxin was also polite, turned his palm over, and there was an extra stack of blue and white porcelain plates.

Ordinary people think that the people of the Qing Dynasty could only afford unglazed or less glazed earthenware bowls and dishes.

This is actually a misunderstanding.

As early as the Ming Dynasty, there was a large amount of porcelain sold all over the world.

The common people at this time basically used blue and white porcelain tableware, which didn't cost much money.

However, most of the local Kanaka people in Hawaii use coconut bowls. Seeing such beautiful porcelain, they all cast curious and salivating eyes.

Zhao Chuanxin has plenty of bowls and dishes.

He was not stingy, and took out another stack of blue and white porcelain bowls, and handed them to the high priest: "This is a gift for you."

The high priest was very happy and happily took the bowl.

Consider it a sacred symbol of friendship.

He couldn't put it down playing with the slippery bowl.

In fact, there must be porcelain in Honolulu. After all, there are many Qing people, Japanese and Koreans living here.

But the racial separation in Hawaii is still serious.

The penetration of cultural customs between each other is far less thorough than that of later generations.

After delivering the bowl, Zhao Chuanxin looked at the high priest eagerly.

Li Shutong coughed twice and moved to Ning An's side.Based on his understanding of Zhao Chuanxin, he knew that Zhao Chuanxin must be waiting for a gift in return.

He has always avoided such embarrassing scenes, burying his head like an ostrich.

Sure enough, seeing that the high priest didn't respond, Zhao Chuanxin emphasized: "My friend, this is a small gift from me as a friend."

Liu Yuanshan covered his face, she finally understood why Li Shutong always showed embarrassing expressions.

　Pure little jasmine, yyds.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)