Zhang Xiaobao was stunned, and his gaze at Seymour Domohe became no longer friendly.
Seymour Tamaha didn't know what was going on at all, and he was still explaining: "I said I would obey your orders and kill the sick."
"No, don't tell me to listen to my orders. I'm not so ruthless yet. If it's an enemy, I'll just be happy if you are all dead, but now you are my people and not slaves."
Zhang Xiaobao said to Seymour Domo in a firm tone, staring at him.
Seymour Tama was stunned: "Then, what do you want me to do to gather the sick people?"
"Seeing a doctor. Generally speaking, you are not old here. You die because of illness and other problems, so there are basically no dangerous diseases that are too dangerous for those who are alive. We have a medical team that can give you a simple treatment.
Not only the people who are sick, but also yours, I have to cut my hair and take a hot bath. I have medicine for bathing. After that I change into new clothes. If you don’t have new clothes, find a piece first. Cloth shelter. "
Zhang Xiaobao once again felt the cruelty of slavery, and his disregard for life was more thorough than he and the cuckoo.
He and the cuckoo also killed people, and he used various means to eliminate each other from the enemy's roots. But it doesn't mean that I don't know how to respect life, and I feel uncomfortable when I kill myself. I only do it for the benefit of Datang. There is no right or wrong.
I never said that after others surrendered, they would specifically abuse them. Even for mining, they would give enough food, using the physical strength of the captives, not their lives. The work that they are allowed to do is indeed dangerous, but that kind of danger is probabilistic, and it is dangerous for anyone to do it, not because of the work of captives.
But the rulers under the slave system did not treat slaves as adults at all, and they seemed so relaxed when they were killed. It was no different from killing a chicken, or even torture, and no different from eating meat with a live donkey in boiling oil soup.
Wang Juan's brows frowned beside her. She never thought that her hands were clean. What kind of soldier would a soldier who is conquering have no blood on his hands? I once slaughtered Tubo villages, killing both the old and the young, but that was external. Now Seymour Tamaha understood the internal slaughter.
It's no wonder that many people don't want to return to the tribe. No wonder the local tribesmen don't have such a sense of resistance. It's not that they don't understand unity, but that their leader abandons them too easily.
If there were no religious beliefs, they would be over.
"Have you heard, it's not for you to kill, it's for us to treat." Wang Juan looked at Seymour Domohe's eyes full of gloomy meaning.
Seymour Tama couldn't help but shudder, and after reacting, he nodded and said, "Yes, yes, I know, you are treating them, I will say yes, I have nothing to exchange for this... this... that does things. Time’s contribution."
"Our medical service is free. You are not expected to deliver anything. You can arrange it." Zhang Xiaobao took the words, and then didn't want to see Seymour Domohe again, and took Wang Juan away.
Seymour Tamahe stood on the spot, looking at the two people who were going away, and the guards who appeared one by one in the dark. He sighed and murmured: "I knew you weren't going to kill, and I wouldn't say killing anyway. The old and weak still have to die slowly. I see if you can save them when you are on the way. You don't understand the cruelty here."
Seymour Tamaga felt that he was right. He actually wanted to kill a lot of burdens. He thought it would be useless to keep those people. In the past, he always sent the old, powerless and sick people outside. Let them contribute to themselves at the last moment of their lives.
With a sneer, Seymour Tama touched the small bottle containing the medicine for him in his arms, and walked towards his "palace" in a hurry.
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"A race that doesn't know how to love can't survive. They will eventually be ruled or contained by others. I guess he is still thinking that we don't understand the situation here. There are many weak and young people in the team. I think our kindness is ridiculous.
But he never thought that without this kind of kindness, we would not have the current position in Datang. Should we give up when we are old and weak? If we are defeated and run away, perhaps we will choose to give up, but we absolutely cannot be so calm, I believe I will be awakened by nightmares every night.
I saw Seymour Tamahe's hesitation. At that moment, I didn't know if he didn't want to kill, or whether he was considering who to kill, and whether to take this opportunity to purge the disobedient.
Therefore, the ruler who recognizes his own power and responsibility is qualified to survive in this world. Otherwise, when the people know that there are rulers of another country who love their people, they will inevitably be rebellious.
At the same time, the foundation of this country will be shaken. You will find that even if you don’t give him advanced weapons, there are many people who died of violence in the country. It is better than a ruler who gives advanced weapons but knows how to love or fear the people. There are more violent deaths in the country. "
Zhang Xiaobao was stimulated by Seymour Domoha. When he spoke, he thought about how to find an opportunity to kill Seymour Domoha. This kind of person cannot be kept.
If you want to achieve a certain political goal, you can send Seymour Domohe specifically to do things that cheat others. When he reaches the sky, he will come out and kill Seymour Domohe himself, and believe that he will get the people he has oppressed. Good impression.
But obviously not. In that case, my soul is dirty and I send people to do it. It is worse than doing it myself to use the life of the person doing it to achieve the goal.
"You mean to give everyone in Datang a gun?" Wang Juan asked, turning his head.
"Why not? Do you think that a gun must be used to kill? As long as the laws against the grassroots are relatively fair, even if they have the means to directly kill the person who makes them angry, they will not use it, killing people. It's a man, not a gun.
If possible, I will not only shoot the people of Datang, but also tell them that if an official oppresses you, when you have no chance to go to the telegraph bureau to send a telegram and your life is threatened, then shoot, Shoot at that official, shoot at someone who threatens your life! "
When Zhang Xiaobao spoke, he drew a shooting motion, still sneered at the corner of his mouth.
"According to your request, Datang will be messed up. Well, at least the corrupt officials and corrupt officials of Datang will think so, don't need to say it, I will say it for you."
Wang Juan knocked down Zhang Xiaobao's spear-raising hand and said.
She actually understands that when there are many people killed by gunshots in other countries, it is actually a one-sided view. Countries without guns die under knives and bricks. When everyone has a gun, they naturally know how to respect life. When everyone owns their own car, it is natural not to think that pedestrians must let me go first.
Respect comes from the same social status. Social status depends on effort and effort. Whether the effort and effort are fruitful, or the probability of forming a theoretical result lies in the policies of the ruling class in this society.
"So, we must cherish this era, maintain the development of economy and technology, stabilize traditional morality, strengthen the law, and a stable social environment. Even the ruler must conform to the majority of people's behavior when doing things. Benefit."
Zhang Xiaobao said the same in conclusion.
Wang Juan smiled: "Does it mean that Li Longji also has to compromise?"
"Xiao Li is actually quite cute." Zhang Xiaobao also laughed.
"Where is it cute? What are you looking at?" Wang Juan saw Zhang Xiaobao looking around when he was talking, and followed him.
"Let me see if there is any of his spies, and I found out, but we were in the palace but someone provided information, do you think he is not cute?"
"He can't help it."
"Just kill us."
"He is not stupid, he still wants to be the emperor, he is probably thinking of us at the moment, let us go back quickly, he is good to travel."
"This shows that his power is restricted. Even if he can endure the unrest in the country, he can't endure the powerful weapons of the unknown country. The order is sent from thousands of miles away and attacked on nine heavens. One day it will reach this level. I guess he will have other ideas."
"Then he has to wait."
"Wait, aren't you all waiting."
Zhang Xiaobao and Wang Juan were chatting all the way back to the camp, just to see the little guys busy there.
A big pot filled with a lot of yellow and black... scrambled eggs? On the other side was a chopping board. Xiaobei and others washed the root vegetables out of the water and handed them to Xu Yilong. Xu Yilong cut the root vegetables with a knife in one hand and the root vegetables in the other.
"Be careful, don't cut your hands. Our knife is fast. You can do it at once. Don't think of'Doldodole' being as neat as the logistics master in the team. Stop when you find that you are uncomfortable cutting vegetables. Adjust, instead of thinking that there is only a little bit left in the dish, and cut through it, understand?"
Xiaobei was holding a few washed small root vegetables in her hand, watching Xu Yilong slicing there nervously, and her mouth kept talking.
Xu Yilong was sweating profusely. Looking at the muscles on his arms that were exposed when he rolled up his sleeves, he knew how tense he was, but he was still holding on, cutting back to Beckham's words.
"I know, I have written it down, but you know a lot. I am far behind Xiaoqiang and Xiaogang."
"Then you have to cut it, let them cut it." Xiaobei glanced at Xiaoqiang and Xiaogang who were meeting each other, and said to Xu Yilong.
"How can you do dangerous things? Otherwise, Xiaobao and Juanjuan will see it, and I dare not imagine the consequences. You said that if the knife is not sharpened so quickly, would it be..."
"You can cut your hands off. Blunt knives hurt people. The knives used by Xiaobei and others are very fast. Not to mention blowing and breaking hair, as long as your hand touches it, it will inevitably break."
Zhang Xiaobao's voice came over.
"Brother, sister, you are back. We were cutting the stuffing. We wanted to chop, but if we find a chop, the vegetables will all fly and we have to cut it. Why, brother."
Xiaobei grabbed the Xiaogencai and ran to Zhang Xiaobao. While talking, he handed the head of Xiaogencai to Zhang Xiaobao's mouth and let him eat it.
Zhang Xiaobao hid back: "Who put the mountain garlic as small root vegetables? The color and size are different, so don't take a good look."
"Oh, I know there are only a few mountain garlic, they are not good raw, too spicy, this thing is useless, brother, how do you say it will fly after a chop?" Beckham retracted his hand to take a look, isn't it. Where is the mountain garlic, purple-skinned
"This is the knowledge of physics. If you want to let things fly out during the process of receiving force, you must control the transmission of force and the physical characteristics of the current object. On the contrary, if you don’t let things fly, you must also control it. The easier it is to be controlled. The more difficult it is to cut things, so they need to be fixed when processing metal parts. Then there are two ways to cut vegetables, one is like me."
Zhang Xiaobao stepped forward, picked up another kitchen knife next to him, took the mixture of small root vegetables and mountain garlic in Beckham's hand, placed it on the cutting board, and the knife was lifted and dropped. After a few strokes, the thing was cut into small pieces. , And then continue, and become a smaller structure.
"This is the familiarity with the tools, the familiarity with the things being cut, and strong control. Practice makes perfect. It's simple, but it requires persistence."
"Wow, brother is amazing." Beckham clapped his hands and called.
Xu Yilong stopped and listened carefully. He knew how Xiaobao’s cooking skills were, but he had only eaten it before, and had never seen Xiaobao make it. Today was an eye-opener, why didn’t he chop it off? The knife was obviously not used. Cut action.
Zhang Xiaobao continued: "There is another way, which is much simpler. Bring all the dishes you have washed."
A few little guys brought things up and piled them together. Zhang Xiaobao gathered together again, and then started to chop with a knife, and said while chopping, "This method is to use other things to block the vegetables that are going to fly out, and to pile the vegetables. Together, the knives cut in the middle, but they also fly, but they are blocked. The premise is that the cutting board must be firmly fixed, or the vibration generated by the cutting board will still shake things away.
Observe more in daily life, and you will find that the thickness of the cutting board for cutting vegetables does not matter, but the cutting board for cutting must be thick wood, and it must be one piece, not a few pieces of bamboo sticking together.
But we can’t put metal plates, or springs and shock absorbers under the chopping board. That will reduce our kinetic energy towards the falling knife. We need a tool table that can relax and can eat and stay inside, so that it can be used. Come chop and chop.
This is actually the simplest physical analysis and application. When cutting vegetables, and when diversion is needed, the heating is also inseparable from physics when cooking, and we must also pay attention to chemical reactions. Different ingredients are placed At the same time, toxic substances will be produced, which is called the mutual growth and mutual restraint of food materials.
The purpose of learning knowledge is to apply it. You have to do more and purposefully when you have nothing to do. This will not only promote your hands-on ability, but also deepen your mastery and understanding of knowledge. "
After Zhang Xiaobao finished, the vegetables on the cutting board were also chopped, and a few pieces of slag were also flying, but most of them were okay. This is a normal category. The super chefs also chop vegetables and cut them if they want. Of course , There are also "masters" who cut things off when cutting vegetables.
"We will think more about how to play in the future." Xiaobei understood and said happily.
Xu Yilong was full of gratitude, knowing that Xiaobao was telling him. He usually has access to a lot of books, but he just reads it. I never thought that physics and chemistry are like this when cooking. use.