"Jie!"
The exchange went smoothly. Even if Qi Yuan had any thoughts, when he saw no less than fifty Jiuyuan warriors and the huge black shadow hovering in the sky, he kept all those thoughts deep in his heart and did not dare to express them. .
That bird with a human face is not weaker than his ability, and can attack from the air, he doesn't want to offend it at all.
Qi Yuan thought that the big bird was specially arranged by the leader of Jiuyuan to monitor and threaten him, but he didn't know that Master Jiufeng just saw so many two-legged monsters and delicious big turtles popping up here when he was patrolling the territory, so he flew over to take a look It's just fun.
Jiufeng stared at the spinning turtles climbing up the river bank with very critical eyes, choosing which one was the fattest.
Qi Yuan felt inexplicable pressure and berated his subordinates to speed up the exchange of goods.
The shabby fur covering the goods was lifted, and there were boats of naked women and children underneath. These people were all huddled together under the leather cover. Once the leather cover was lifted, the heat that had finally gathered dissipated, and suddenly , all of them were shivering from the cold.
Every boat is full of people, and there is a lot of hay in the boat, and the outermost people are also surrounded by thick hay, but they are not very useful. They are the weakest people and are responsible for the goods inside. To keep out the wind, if he couldn't bear it and died, he would be thrown out of the boat and fed to the spinning turtle.
As the cold wind blows, a rotten and fermented stench emanates from these ships, and even the winter can't cover up this stench.
Meng, Lan Die and the others were still joking uncontrollably when the ship arrived, saying that they wanted to pick out the people before they were sent back to the tribe, and it would be best to inspect the goods first, with extremely obscene expressions. Their eyes widened in anticipation when the Morgans raised their leather covers, but...
Looking at those women huddled together, all blue from the cold, unkempt, and thin to the bones, the Jiuyuan warriors who consider themselves hard-hearted have no desire for pleasure, not because they dislike these women Ugly, thin, and dirty, but when they thought that these women would be the people of Jiuyuan, their future wives and partners, they felt an indescribable feeling in their hearts.
Looking at the children who were terrified or numb, many Jiuyuan warriors couldn't help but clenched their spears tightly.
They are not unfamiliar with this scene, the Awu people look like these women and children in winter, even in reality, the soldiers may be better, but the slaves and the old and the weak are not as bad
However, they have only had a full meal for a few months, but they have only been in Jiuyuan for a short time, and they feel that their previous life seems like a world away, and now they look at these women and children, and they still feel sympathy
If their leader is not Yuan Zhan, if their priest is not Master Mo, will they also become like this
The Awu warriors thought that it was truly the blessing of the ancestor gods and the mercy of the mountain gods that they could meet Lord Mo and the leader.
The soldiers who came originally thought that if there were no Master Mo and the great war, they would either have died in the battle with the tribes, or they would have been reduced to slaves. How could they live a good life now. Even if they are still in the original world, it would be good if they don’t starve to death, how can they still have a full meal in winter, and there are stone houses for wind and snow and magical coal for heating.
Lan Die wiped his face, his wife and daughter were rescued by Master Mo himself, at that time he gave his life to that young priest in his heart, even if he was looked down upon by his fellow clansmen, he still firmly followed Mo Your Excellency is gone. But the subsequent development and the current facts tell him that his original choice was not wrong at all.
These women and children are pitiful, but their misery is over here. From now on, as long as they are loyal to Jiuyuan, they will be able to live a good life with enough food, clothing, warmth and a house to sleep like their family.
"All ready? Are the charcoals in the pit lit?" Lan Die asked the soldiers beside him.
The soldier smiled foolishly, "Don't worry, the fire pit was set on fire when we saw the boat. It's already warm inside, and we can send it in when people arrive."
"Is the noodle soup ready?"
"It's boiling, I guarantee you can eat it as soon as you settle down."
"Remember what the adults ordered, separate the sick and injured from the healthy, and put them in a pit room alone."
"Yes, remember."
Qi Yuan stood on the bow of the boat and did not get off, only Yaoyao nodded, and his assistant Wei Cai jumped off the boat to salute Lan Die standing at the front.
Lan Die returned the gift.
Ocai, "Swapping at the same time, is that okay?"
Lan Die, "Of course."
As soon as Wei Cai waved his hand, the steward began to whip the slaves off the boat with a whip.
Lan Die frowned, but did not stop their behavior, only waved the same.
The prepared Jiuyuan warriors carried bags of coarse salt packed in sacks to the shore.
Another soldier was responsible for leading these women and children away from the river bank and towards the pit house.
Qi Yuan stood at the bow of the boat, not knowing where the Jiuyuan people were going to take those slaves, and wanted to see clearly, but his sight was blocked by the miscellaneous forests on the river bank.
Those women and children were trapped on the boat for many days, and they could barely survive. When they were frozen by the temperature, many of them lay on the ground and could not move as soon as they got off the boat.
Morgan's stewards brandished whips to force them to stand up. They have not been handed over yet, and now they are dead on the shore, all of which is their loss.
Lan Die took a deep breath and whispered to the people around him, "Use a snowmobile."
"Yes." The soldier who got the order left.
When Master Mo returned to the city, he left a picture, and asked them to make some snowmobiles when they had nothing to do on weekdays.
The snowmobile is not difficult to make. It is a large dustpan-shaped box, the bottom of the front should be cut into an arc, and the front is tied with a rope so that people can drag it in the snow.
The people of Jiuyuan have never seen a dustpan, but after Master Mo drew it, they knew roughly what to do.
Blue Butterfly didn’t plan to use the sleigh cart at first, he didn’t want other tribes to look at the good things that his tribe had just produced, but he couldn’t just watch those women and children who managed to get here die one step away from their hope .
The snow cart was pulled out, which really attracted the eyes of the Morgans.
Lan Die and the soldiers worked together, as long as they checked that the women and children were still alive, they would all be dragged into the cart, and when they were full, the soldiers would pull them away.
Seeing that the Jiuyuan warriors were not very picky about the physical condition of the slaves, Wei Cai felt happy and satisfied. They were worried that Jiuyuan would withhold part of the red salt on the pretext that these slaves were in poor health, but now it seems that Jiuyuan people are more generous than they imagined.
Finally, count the number of people, because Qi Yuan attaches great importance to this batch of red salt, and he does not want to lose too much exchange on the way, and the warmth and feeding of the goods along the way are better than before, resulting in the 850 women he brought this time. And five hundred and twenty young children, only a few dozen died, which is a little more than the round number agreed at the beginning.
Jiuyuan people were not picky, and Qi Yuan was not stingy, and immediately stated that the extra fraction would be given to Jiuyuan.
The steward Morgan and some of the soldiers on board came down to carry the red salt onto the boat, and they were wary of each other on the way.
"Jie!" Uncle Jiufeng flew down, pinned down one of the largest spinning turtles with his paws, raised his face, and stared at Qi Yuan defiantly.
The corner of Qi Yuan's mouth twitched, he actually understood the expression of that bird with a human face? Does this fellow mean that he wants him to take the initiative to pay tribute? Fortunately, he didn't bring his own mount this time, otherwise...
"My lord?" The attendant looked at him with a headache.
Most of the red salt is good on board, but this thing is afraid of water. Once a fight breaks out and capsizes a few boats, he will lose everything on this trip.
It was just a tortoise, comparing the possible losses, Qi Yuan endured it.
Landie also raised her voice from the side at the right time: "This is Lord Jiufeng, the mountain god. When you pass through its territory, you must offer sacrifices, and so do we." Tell you clearly, Lord Jiufeng will not listen to us.
Qi Yuan closed his eyes, a tortoise is even equivalent to a ship of slaves, even though he has made a decision, it still hurts a lot.
"My lord?" The follower asked again.
Qi Yuan opened his eyes, and reluctantly ordered someone to cut off the cable on the spinning turtle, vacated the boat, and tied it behind another empty boat.
Although there were still a few empty boats, Qi Yuan looked at Jiufeng and the heavy snow that was much heavier than Moore. In order to avoid more troubles, he gave up his plan to make a deal with the Duofei tribe. , Immediately led the Morgans to leave along the river.
Jiufeng grabbed the unlucky spinner turtle and showed it off to its little two-legged monster. He punched each other fiercely with Lan Die. Lan Die said "be careful", grinned fiercely, and secretly followed with dry food and weapons on his back. Morgans.
Yan Mo didn't waste time when he came back, he gave lessons to the children in the morning, and in the afternoon he taught Kusamachi and others the medical skills while studying bone refining.
"My lord, why did you ask everyone to collect moldy things?" Kusamachi asked curiously.
Yan Mo raised his head, "Well, I planned to talk about this question later, but since you brought it up, let everyone who can stop at hand gather together, and I will tell you something today."
Kusamachi hurriedly called over the busy members of the medical team.
Yan Mo picked up a moldy fruit that was specially cultivated in the greenhouse and put it on the table for everyone to see, and said at the same time: "Pharmacy is a very interesting subject. We often think that it is bad, poisonous, and will damage the human body. After some kind of refining or transformation, it becomes a good medicine for diseases, such as this hairy green mold."
Wu Qing raised her hand, "My lord, is this kind of mold a kind of herbal medicine?"
Yan Mo joked, "If you divide it by fungi, it is indeed a kind of herbal medicine."
Everyone didn't understand the joke, and all stared at the priest seriously.
Yan Mo touched his nose, "The Chinese herbal medicine I usually tell everyone contains everything in the world. As long as it is suitable for the symptoms, anything can become a medicine. But refining Chinese herbal medicine to obtain a single or special substance is called refining medicine. Study medicine You can’t follow the rote with pharmacy, and you can’t do what the teacher says, all roads lead to... Temple, you must learn to understand the principles and medicinal properties by yourself.”
Yan Mo nodded his head, "You need to think broadly. To achieve the same goal, you don't have to use the same formula. It is very important to adapt to local conditions."
Elder Wu also raised his hand to ask, "My lord, how do you refine the medicine? Do you boil it? Or crush it?"
"Good question! Extraction is different from our usual boiling and crushing. Instead, some special ingredients that are invisible to our naked eyes can be found through some tools. For example, this mold can extract an antibiotic called penicillin. It’s just that we don’t have the tools right now, so we can’t extract it for the time being. But you can try it with voles, make a small wound on them, and then apply a little of this fungus to the wound, and you will find that it will play a certain role. anti-inflammatory effect."
"Ah? This kind of green mucor can also heal wounds?" Ye Xing was the youngest, unable to hold back his temper, he jumped up and asked.
"Yes, someone has used it before." It's just their ancestors in the Hua Kingdom. Unfortunately, no one noticed this great discovery at the time, and thought that the injured were just a coincidence. The doctor even dismissed the use of long-haired mold to treat wounds as nonsense. talk.
"But I suggest that you don't try it casually, at least through animal experiments. It's good to have an idea, but don't rush it."
"Master, what about the tools you mentioned?" Wu Chen asked.
"I'm researching." See if the main body can be replaced by bone tools. As for the glass... let's talk about it later, anyway, he needs to refine penicillin and other things, so he can use the laboratory in the second space, so he doesn't need to rush to get those tools out. He just said it now because he didn't want the students to be too brainless, thinking that medicine can only be obtained by boiling and grinding.
What he taught is not only Chinese medicine, nor Western medicine, but the way of medicine that learns from each other and complements each other.
Although Chinese medicine is good, it is more difficult to master. Western medicine cannot do without medical equipment, but it is easier to master.
If Chinese medicine is the origin, then Western medicine is the extension and development. If surgery in traditional Chinese medicine could have been developed smoothly, there would be no such thing as Western medicine.
In fact, the Chinese people are really at a disadvantage. They have researched many things, which are their ancestors, but it is not their own people who really make them develop and lead to brilliance. This is the case with medicine, mathematics, gunpowder and various tools.
This is not because the Chinese people are not smart or hardworking, but because of the influence of the historical environment and the overall humanistic background, they cannot develop even if they want to.
So Yan Mo has always believed that there is no need for Western medicine to despise Chinese medicine, and there is no need for Chinese medicine to reject Western medicine. They are born from the same root, so why rush each other
According to everyone's questions, Yan Mo explained to them the relevant knowledge of drug ingredients in the simplest language. He also added attributes to those ingredients, which is his own research conclusion.
"Why are some medicines particularly effective for some patients, but have little effect or even no effect on others? This has something to do with the mutual generation and mutual restraint of attributes, so when prescribing medicines, we must pay attention to the specific conditions of the patients, and then For the patient’s condition, choose drugs with the same effect but different properties, so as to achieve the best effect. Of course, this is my personal opinion. If you have other research findings in the future, you can also tell me, and we can discuss together.”
After Yan Mo finished his afternoon class, he went to inspect the patients in the clinic again. Seeing that there were no major problems, he walked out of the clinic.
On the way from the clinic to the grove, many children were playing snowball fights.
These little hairy heads are not afraid of the cold, and many of them dare to roll around in the snow with their buttocks bare.
"Bang." A snowball hit Yan Mo's boots.
Yan Mo could get out of the way, but he didn't dodge. He looked down at the top of his boots, stomped his feet, and continued walking.
"Bang." Another snowball hit.
Yan Mo turned his head, and saw a bare-bottomed little Heiwa staring at him and pinching the third snowball.
Yan Mole hooked her fingers at the little black baby.
The little black baby stared at him for a while, dropped the snowball he was pinching, landed on all fours, and crawled towards him like a puppy.
Although Xiao Heiwa is not big and thin, he does not crawl slowly at all, and the thick snow does not hinder him much.
Little Heiwa crawled up in front of him, and as soon as she hugged his thigh, she wanted to climb onto him.
Yan Mo bent over and picked up Xiao Hei Wa with one hand.
"I see that you are destined to be with me, how about being my apprentice?" Yan Mo smiled and nodded his little nose.
Xiao Hei Wa couldn't speak, she just reached out to touch Yan Mo's face.
"My lord, my lord Mo!" A group of children yelled, probably because Yan Mo was kind and picked up a savage child. The children from Jiuyuan suddenly became more courageous, and they all surrounded him.
Yan Mo was terrified when he saw this scene, and ran away with the little Heiwa in his arms.
The guards are more fortunate. When they run, they have to pick up those little ghosts who are blocking the way, and they can't hurt them.