big dry son-in-law

Chapter 30
"Master, you can't do it!"

"Yes, we can survive until now, all thanks to the father-in-law!"

Everyone was talking to each other, not daring to accept Qin Mo's gift.

Yang Liugen said: "Master, if you need anything, just ask, even if it means the lives of us brothers, we will not blink an eye!"

"Uncle Liugen, what do I want from you? Your survival is the greatest wealth of my Qin family!"

Qin Mo was also very emotional. These people are definitely the most valuable treasures of the Qin family.

Yang Liugen was slightly surprised when he heard this, but he was more moved, "Master, you have really grown up!"

Others were even more emotional. They knew how stupid Qin Mo was before, but now Qin Mo actually knew how to admit his mistake.

Qin Mo scratched his head and blushed a little when they praised him. It was just an apology. Is it necessary to praise him so harshly?
"Well, uncles, I drew some drawings. See if you can type them out according to the drawings."

Qin Mo handed over the rice paper in his hand. This rice paper was extremely expensive. It cost more than 100 yuan for just the amount in his hand.

The equivalent of a piece of white paper one foot square costs more than 100 yuan. Do you dare to think?

Moreover, the rice paper was still yellowing and the supply was still in short supply.

Damn it, wouldn't he make a fortune if he made a blank sheet of paper?

But the white paper thing was too scary, and he didn't dare to let it go for the time being.

Yang Liugen took the drawing, and others gathered around him, "Master, what is this?"

"This is a round table, no matter the priority, everyone forms a circle, and dozens of people can sit at the same time!"

"What is this, Hu Shi? It doesn't look like it!"

The Hu stool came from the Western Regions. It is not very popular here in Daqian, but the Qin ink paintings are not very similar to the Hu stool.

"Absolutely, but mine is a Taishi chair, and this one is a rocking chair and sofa."

Qin Mo explained to them the dimensions and production methods of these things in detail. They were all old carpenters and blacksmiths for many years, so they understood it immediately.

Yang Liugen said: "Did you hear everything clearly?"

"Clear!"

"Then let's start work. We must make what the young master needs as soon as possible. If anyone dares to cheat, I, Yang Liugen, will not spare him!"

"Yes!"

Dozens of craftsmen started to move.

Qin Mo started walking around Qinzhuang.

Most of the houses here are made of mud and tiles, which are short and small. They leak wind in winter and rain in summer. In Xiao Liuzi's words, this is like a wealthy Zhuangzi.

"Master, our Qinzhuang is one of the richest villages in the country. Other villages still have thatched houses. People in other villages have one meal a day, but our Qinzhuang has two meals a day!" Xiao Liuzi held his head high, his face full of pride.

"You're a worthless thing, living in a mud house and getting rich after just two meals?"

Qin Mo glanced at Xiao Liuzi with disdain, but it was true that when he came to Qinzhuang, the villages along the way were worse than the last.

This is still the capital. If it were somewhere else, wouldn’t there even be thatched houses?

Thinking again of the big house where the distinguished nobles lived in the capital, they had meat and wine three times a day. It was really a wealthy family who froze to death in the smell of wine and meat!
The people in Qinzhuang are very simple and they all say hello when they see Qin Mo.

Wearing crotchless pants, naked little birds, and hairy kids with snot running around in the village wearing straw sandals.

Poor, really too poor.

At this moment, Qin Mo suddenly felt lucky that he had traveled through time and became the son of a prince, instead of a commoner.

At this moment, a woman's cry suddenly rang out, "Help, come help me." Hearing the cry, people from Qinzhuang gathered around her.

Qin Mo also frowned, "Go over and have a look!"

When he arrived, there were already many people gathered there.

"Make way, the young master is here!" Xiao Liuzi shouted loudly, and the crowd separated into a path.

Qin Mo walked in and saw a woman holding a man. The man had been hit by an arrow in the abdomen and was bleeding. An old man with gray hair was carrying a medicine box and shook his head as he looked at the arrow. "The arrow has penetrated the organs." , there is no cure, so if you want to explain anything, just do it. If the arrow is pulled out, you may not even be able to explain your funeral!"

Everyone around them has a look of sadness. They have been in Qinzhuang for more than 20 years. They are all soldiers who retired from the battlefield. Their friendship is like the sea, and they have produced the next generation together. They are not like relatives, but better than relatives.

"I was hunting in the mountains and hit a sika deer. A group of people took advantage of it, but when I refused to give it to me, the person shot me with an arrow."

The man's face turned pale, and everyone was indignant after hearing this.

"Who dares to shoot someone from my Qin family with an arrow?"

"Go up the mountain and catch them!"

"Let them trade their lives for their lives!"

"Master, what should I do?" Xiao Liuzi looked at Qin Mo.

Everyone also looked at Qin Mo subconsciously, because he is the young owner of the village, and the old owner is not here, so he has the final say here.

Qin Mo crouched down in a hurry, took out the dagger he carried with him, and cut open the man's clothes. He found that although the arrow penetrated the flesh, there was very little blood.

The arrow must have blocked the wound, and if he was unlucky, there must be internal bleeding.

But he can run down the mountain, and maybe there will be a turning point!

He is not a medical student, but he still understands some common medical knowledge.

If no vital organs are injured, you may be able to survive if you open the wound and take out the arrowhead.

He said decisively: "Come and bring a few people, carry him into the room, bring the kerosene lamp, gauze, knife, and sewing needle and thread!

Others, go up the mountain and stop those bastards. If they dare to resist, I will be beaten to death! "

The people in Qinzhuang are all Qin family members. In Qin Mo's eyes, they are the most trustworthy people.

Although this was his first time here, Qin Mo couldn't ignore the look in their eyes!

After hearing Qin Mo's words, everyone started to move.

The injured was carried into the room.

The doctor at Qinzhuang was also the accompanying military doctor back then, his name was Hu Sanjin. He looked at Qin Mo puzzled, "Master, what are you preparing these things for?"

Qin Mo said: "Open the belly and take out the arrowhead!"

what!
Hu Sanjin and his party were stunned. They had disemboweled them. Is that man still alive?
"Master, stop making trouble!"

Xiao Liuzi was also anxious, "If my father-in-law finds out about this, I will have to break your legs!"

"To shut up!"

Qin Mo scolded him. Ever since he came to Da Gan, he had always acted naively, but this time, he became serious, "Go and get what I said right away. I'm not kidding! He may still be saved, but if If you ignore it, he will die!"

Hu Sanjin looked at Qin Mo and gritted his teeth, "I have suture needles and gauze here!"

Xiao Liuzi also quickly brought the kerosene lamp.

Qin Mo looked at the injured man and his wife, "There is a certain risk in disemboweling the body, and you may die, but if you don't take out the arrowhead, you will definitely die. You make your own decision!"

(End of this chapter)