[Eating with his feet picked up]: It's so boring, why don't you even have a robbery bandit
[Old Driver Lianmeng]: Although I also think that the live broadcasts these days are very boring, but bandits or something, if you have a little brain, you won't come to die, okay? Money and silk are heartwarming, but you have to have a small life to enjoy, not to mention the humanoid killer of the anchor, and the other 5,000 guards are not left to watch, they are all wearing armor, armed with spears and halberds, small-scale bandits Don't dare to rob.
[Tonsillitis]: #cover face, as a newcomer in the live broadcast room, I don’t think it’s boring to watch the onlookers transcribing emergency care.
[Notes]: Yes, I feel that such bland live broadcast content is not bad. It is hoped that the anchor can carry forward these first aid knowledge in this plane, create the noble profession of "nurse" in advance, and improve the social status of the majority of disadvantaged women.
Starting from Hejian to Shangjing, it takes a lot of time along the way.
There were 5,000 guards outside, and the bandit Xiaoxiao did not dare to show up, so Jiang Pengji naturally calmed down.
When she had nothing to do, she put the knowledge of first aid on the battlefield on the agenda, carefully wrote and transcribed it, and slowly accumulated three or four hundred pages.
Ta Xue grinded for Jiang Pengji, and so on, persisted for several days, but this day finally couldn't help being curious and asked a question.
"Nu Jian Lang Jun has been copying in the car these days. I don't know what was written?"
Jiang Pengji had just finished copying one, and checked it carefully and carefully to confirm that it was correct, and then dried the ink in a smoker.
"It's nothing, it's just some simple Qihuang medical skills." Jiang Pengji put the dried paper into the box and took out another brand new paper and spread it on the table. The carriage was still bumpy, but it didn't affect her neatness. handwriting.
While rubbing ink, Ta Xue said with a smile, "Qihuang's medical skills? When did Lang Jun become interested in these sidelines?"
Jiang Pengji said, "Medical skills save lives, learn more about it, and you may be able to use it at some point. In my opinion, this is the right way."
After she explained it like this, Ta Xue didn't have much interest.
His own Langjun is indeed very intelligent and has a strong learning ability, but how can Qihuang's medical skills be so easy to understand
Even if she starts to concentrate on research now, after three or five years of study, she will still be at the level of an introductory apprentice.
Soon, time passed quickly in Jiang Pengji's silent copy of the book.
The bright and full moon has quietly risen outside, and everyone stopped hurrying to make a fire.
Ta Xue covered her lips with her hands, yawned sleepily, and squeezed two tears from the corners of her eyes.
Seeing this, Jiang Pengji said with pity, "Go to rest when you are sleepy, I don't have to wait here."
Ta Xue kept her spirits strong and said, "How can this work? If the slaves go to rest, who will grind Lang Jun?"
Jiang Pengji smiled slyly, "Don't forget, there is still a book boy in your family. Grinding is his job, just let him take over for you."
Outside, Xu Ke sneezed silently.
Ta Xue is not pretentious. She is really sleepy at the moment, and when she was grinding just now, her head was bit by bit, and she almost fell asleep.
"That slave didn't refuse, so I went to call Xu Langjun over."
Jiang Pengji said, "Don't forget to bring a box of ink ingots here. The ink ingots here have been used up, and it is estimated that there will not be enough to copy at night."
"it is good."
Not long after Ta Xue left, Xu Ke got into the car with a box of ink ingots, opened the curtain, and saw Jiang Pengji, who had not seen him for a few days.
As soon as he got in the car, he laughed and joked.
"Ke was still wondering just now why I haven't seen Lang Jun in the past few days. I didn't expect Lang Jun to study hard in the car."
He knew very well that Jiang Pengji was a character who couldn't sit still. These few days, this person seems to have evaporated from the world, and she can't be seen outside at all.
Jiang Pengji pointed to the dry inkstone, "grinding ink."
Xu Ke took out an ink ingot full of the fragrance of ink, carefully ground it, and his eyes fell on the paper Jiang Pengji copied.
"Lang Jun wrote this..."
"Some superficial first aid knowledge..." Jiang Pengji stroked his forehead and kept copying his wrists, "I have seen many unofficial military strategies and found that when the two armies fought, most soldiers were not killed on the spot, but died without a fight. Healing people…”
Ta Xue and Xu Ke asked the same question, but Jiang Pengji gave a completely different answer.
The latter smelled something keenly, and cupped his hands, "Ke is taking the liberty, I wonder if I can borrow it?"
"Look..." Jiang Pengji casually pointed to the box beside it, there were hundreds of sheets of paper already stacked in it, a thick stack.
Xu Ke took it and looked at it carefully, the eyebrows were knitted at first, and then slowly loosened, until the bottom of his eyes burst into a stunning color.
"This, this..." Xu Ke was almost incoherent with excitement. Others were short-sighted and felt that the technique of discordance was just a side thing, but he had a long-term vision and knew more about how important these things Jiang Pengji wrote, and how many soldiers' lives would be saved in the future.
He bit the tip of his tongue, suppressed his excitement, and asked, "Is this edited by Lang Jun?"
Jiang Pengji shook his head and said, "No, most of the content in it was copied from Mr. Wen Fu, and then after my integration, it was written in simple and easy-to-understand words. After all, not everyone can read and speak too profoundly. Instead, no one understands.”
Wen Fu, referring to Cheng Wen Fu, also known as Cheng Cheng.
At that time, Cheng Cheng and Jiang Pengji made a deal. She provided bamboo paper, and the other party copied all the books in the house and sent it to her.
It’s been almost three years now, and only two-thirds of the books that Cheng Cheng promised have been delivered. With his own power, the efficiency cannot be improved.
Jiang Pengji pushed this knowledge to Cheng Cheng's house to collect books, and Xu Ke did not suspect him.
"I plan to let the female part learn first aid knowledge. Women have always been more careful than men, and they have an advantage in learning."
Xu Ke pondered and said, "Langjun's plan is not bad. Even if the female part can't kill the enemy on the battlefield, it can save the lives of seriously injured soldiers and make great achievements. It's just... Ke still has hidden worries in his heart."
"worry about what?"
Xu Ke said, "The way of medicine is different from others, and it is related to human life. If Langjun insists on letting women learn the subject, it is best to hire a Langzhong with noble medical ethics and excellent medical skills to teach medical skills. If you teach yourself, Ke is worried that other accidents will occur."
Jiang Pengji nodded, "Your worries are not unreasonable. I have this plan too. I will wait until I go to Beijing to look for candidates."
The level of medical skills in the ancient times was very low, but there was no shortage of amazing and talented people. If you search carefully, you can still find them.
It's just to teach the first aid knowledge of women's trilogy, without the need for those genius doctors, even a Langzhong with ordinary medical skills can do it.