The Big Farmer of Time Traveling

Chapter 378 Heavy Chapter Titles

Last time, the little bun fell asleep after half of the massage, and this time, the little bun fell asleep again after half of the massage.

Cheng Fulang studied very seriously. He knew from the appearance of Xiao Baozi that he liked this technique. No matter how difficult it was, he had to work hard to learn what his grandson liked.

Lin Xiazhi had already learned it once before, and this time he continued to listen to it, which was regarded as a consolidation.

This time Wang Fulang came to chat with everyone, talked about children with Cheng Fulang, and chatted about managing general affairs. Lin Xiazhi sat next to him and didn't say much the whole time.

Several people stayed in the room for a while, and after giving Xiao Baozi a complete massage, Cheng Fulang left on his own initiative. After all, Wang Fulang was Lin Xiazhi's guest, and his staying in the room would hinder their discussion.

After Cheng Fulang left, Wang Fulang told Lin Xiazhi many ways to take care of the children. Lin Xiazhi listened carefully and benefited a lot.

Wang Fulang said so many things, and it was the second contact between the two. Lin Xiazhi relaxed a lot, and talked with Wang Fulang about many other things without knowing it.

Speaking of other things, in fact, they still said some short-sighted words, but Wang Fulang was more skillful in asking questions than the villagers. Lin Xiazhi said a lot without paying attention, and he didn't realize it.

Hearing Lin Xiazhi say that his younger brother Lin Chengzong is very smart, Wang Fulang asked Lin Chengzong when the next Muxiu is, and if the time is right, he and the prince will go to Lin's house again in those two days to meet this man who will be tested for talent next year little boy.

It would be great if Lin Chengzong could pass the examination for a scholar next year. He is only 14 years old, and he is a young genius who can be ranked in the whole Jingguo.

Wang Fulang and Lin Xiazhi talked for a while, and he felt that the time was almost up, so he bid farewell. After all, they didn't plan to stay in Cheng's family for dinner. What they didn't finish this time can be said next time. They still have to stay here for a few days .

Besides, Wang Fulang wanted to tell the prince what he knew, and see what the prince had planned.

Wang Fulang said he was leaving, and Lin Xiazhi suddenly realized that they had been talking for a long time without knowing it. Taking advantage of Xiao Baozi's sound sleep at the moment, he got up and sent Wang Fulang out of the yard.

"Okay, let's send it here." Wang Fulang refused to let Lin Xiazhi continue to send him off, "Just ask a servant to lead me the way. If your little bun doesn't see himself when he wakes up later, then why not?" Don't cry. I don't even give up if you give up."

"Okay, go slowly, Aunt Qing." Lin Xiazhi didn't have such a strong concept of superiority and inferiority. Wang Fulang said that he was impolite, and told Lin Xiaodong, "Xiaodong, send Aunt Qing to the main hall."

After watching Lin Xiaoqiu and Wang Fulang leave, Lin Xiazhi had time to think about whether what he said just now was inappropriate, or if he said too much. After careful thought, he found no problem, and Lin Xiazhi let go of his worries.

When Wang Fulang came to the main room, Xiaoyao Wang was also telling Cheng Wenliu that he was leaving.

The two husband and wife looked at each other, which was a tacit understanding that they had lived together for more than 20 years.

After Xiaoyao Wang Fulang left, Cheng Fulang returned to their yard.

Cheng Fulang came to deliver milk to Xiao Baozi, and he asked Lin Xiazhi: "Brother Xia, is this guest an unusual person?"

"How did Ah know?" Lin Xiazhi was surprised.

"I guessed it based on your appearance." Cheng Fulang had an expression on his face that I knew everything about the family, "Our family's donation of supplies to the frontline has caused quite a commotion. If you are an honored guest, what can you say is an honored guest? If it is not from the county, what else can it be? Is the master outside an official from the county, and is that man just now the husband of that high official?"

It is reasonable for Cheng Fulang to guess like this, after all, no one would have thought that Mrs. Xiaoyao Wang and his wife would appear in such a place as Jiangning County.

"Almost but not, they won't stay in Jiangning County for a long time." Lin Xiazhi was vague.

Seeing that Lin Xiazhi didn't want to say more, Cheng Fulang didn't ask too much. The children's affairs were handled by the children themselves. Now he should retire to enjoy the blessings, take care of his grandchildren, and worry less.

Xiaoyao Wang came here this time as long as he wanted to chat with Cheng Wenliu, a young man he thought was not bad, and let everyone talk about their thoughts on glass.

King Xiaoyao was pleasantly surprised by Cheng Wenliu's many opinions. After the two finished talking about the glass, the topic turned to the war between Jing State and Xiliang State. King Xiaoyao thought that since the Cheng family sent supplies to the border, he should also be concerned about the war. , just chatted a few words by the way, and told him the latest news: Jingguo took the lead this time and won a beautiful victory, which made those Xiliang barbarians dumbfounded.

Although it is very happy to be able to win the battle, the wounded soldiers on the battlefield are even more cherished. When Xiaoyao Wang talks about them, he is full of heartache.

After talking about these heavy topics at the end, Cheng Wenliu's mood dropped a lot, until Xiaoyao Wang and the others left, and Cheng Wenliu returned to his and Lin Xiazhi's small courtyard, he still hadn't recovered.

Living together for so long, Lin Xiazhi could tell at a glance that Cheng Wenliu had a problem, so he hurriedly asked him what was going on.

There's no need to hide this matter from Brother Xia. The news from the border should come back in a few days. Cheng Wenliu told Lin Xiazhi the truth: "King Xiaoyao said that Jingguo won the battle."

Lin Xiazhi was puzzled: "This is a good thing, why are you so sad?"

"It's really good to win the battle. When I think about the soldiers who were injured because of this, I feel panicked." Cheng Wenliu continued, "This battle is not over so quickly. Xiliang has suffered a severe drought this year. If we don't fight from outside When they get food, their own people will starve to death. They are fighting with their backs, and I don’t know how many casualties will be suffered.”

Cheng Wenliu closed his eyes after he finished speaking, he felt that his heart was heavy just by saying that.

At this moment, Lin Xiazhi suddenly realized that the place he was in was the ancient times with backward technology. There was no idea what bacteria were here, and there were no anti-inflammatory drugs. After those soldiers on the battlefield were wounded by the enemy, their wounds became infected and inflamed , it is easy to die of ineffective treatment, or leave a lifelong illness.

At this moment, Lin Xiazhi wished that he was a medical student or a chemistry student, so that he would have the opportunity to fiddle with the medicines of later generations to cure diseases and save lives.

It's a pity that he knows nothing about medicine, and neither does medicine.

His thoughts diverged, and Lin Xiazhi's expression was a little empty. Cheng Wenliu came back and saw him like this, thinking that he was frightened by what he said just now: "Brother Xia, don't be afraid, we Jingguo is strong, we will be able to Those Xiliang barbarians killed every single one of them."

Lin Xiazhi suddenly grabbed Cheng Wenliu: "Wen Liu, if I say that I have a way to improve the survival rate of soldiers after being injured, do you believe me?"

Cheng Wenliu's pupils dilated, what does Brother Xia mean by that?

Without waiting for an answer, Lin Xiazhi let go of Cheng Wenliu and paced around the room: "This is something I read in an ancient book. It's related to glass. It's really useful!"

Cheng Wenliu came back to his senses: "I believe in you!"

"Really?" Lin Xiazhi was happy for a moment, then immediately frowned again, "It's useless if you believe me, King Xiaoyao and the emperor must believe it."

"I think, for the sake of those soldiers who fought for the country on the battlefield, King Xiaoyao will choose to trust us." Cheng Wenliu said slowly.

His mind was extremely clear at this moment. If he had heard such words, no matter whether it was true or not, he would definitely want to try it, and he would know if it worked or not.

"Okay, then listen to me first, the soldiers will have a high fever after being injured, right? This is because bacteria and viruses have entered their bodies. Bacteria and viruses can be imagined as dirty things, very small Dirty things, these dirty things may come into contact with wounds through unclean gauze, quilts, clothes, or even water, which will aggravate their condition, I have two useful suggestions here."

"One is to ensure that the wards are clean. Quicklime or vinegar can be sprinkled on the corners of the wards to kill those dirty things. Beds, quilt covers, and gauze must be boiled in boiling water and exposed to the sun before they can be used by patients."

"The second point is that alcohol kills those dirty things. Alcohol is a kind of wine with a particularly high concentration. It has a much higher alcohol content than ordinary rice wine and white wine. It can only be obtained through purification. The purification equipment is made of glass. For the glass still, I will draw the blueprint of the equipment right away. Use the alcohol after the extraction to clean the wound and then bandage it, so that the wound will not be easily inflamed and rotted.”

In fact, Lin Xiazhi also wanted to use gut to suture wounds. Large superficial wounds on the body can be sutured with thread, just like sewing clothes. After the wound grows well, the gut will be absorbed by the body without causing secondary damage. It can also speed up wound healing, which is an excellent method, but in ancient times, the craft level of making catgut was not up to the standard. If the thread made could not be absorbed by the body, wouldn't it be aggravating the pain of the wounded?

Cheng Wenliu listened carefully. He watched Lin Xiazhi quickly draw out the blueprint of the equipment for purifying alcohol that he said, thinking about how to tell Xiaoyao Wang about it.

"Xia Geer, let me repeat what you said. There is a kind of dirty thing that everyone can't see with a magnifying glass, which will inflame the wound of the wounded, and the inflammation of the wound will further cause the injured person to have a fever. If those dirty things can be killed, It can improve the survival rate of the wounded soldiers, isn't that right?" Cheng Wenliu first repeated Lin Xiazhi's reason for the serious wound.

Seeing Lin Xiazhi nodding, Cheng Wenliu continued: "So what we have to do is to reduce the contact between these dirty things and the wounded. First, there will be no such dirty things in the environment, and second, there will be no such dirty things in the wound. Sprinkle the corners with quicklime or vinegar Here, quilt covers, bed sheets, and gauze used to bandage wounds must be boiled in boiling water and then dried in the sun, and the wounds should be cleaned with alcohol, which can reduce dirt, right?"