Guan Ping bought sixty-two cows for 30,000 yuan a cow.

Equivalent to sixty-two gold.

This is not a small amount, but Guan Ping immediately gave it to his ten tuns, and only need to take care of the tunting chiefs, in addition to having buttons to cultivate more land, collect more taxes, and make the tun people richer, there is also a far-reaching truth.

So that the soldiers have their own property, deeply rooted in him.

It is the same number of ways to give to the woman who surrendered.

In the troubled times, people are people-oriented, and Guan Ping attaches great importance to these more than 5,000 soldiers.

Of course, although he boasted about Haikou, Guan Ping has not yet settled on the things he has given to his wife now.

And Guan Ping didn't tell these soldiers that they would go to Shangyong County next year to farm.

After that, things calmed down, Guan Ping continued to practice martial arts in the Yamen of the Dian Agricultural School, went out to see the farmland in his spare time, learned about Deng Ai's learning progress by the way, and played the phoenix with Zhang Yu in the evening.

The titular wife, Guan Liu, still went her own way after the symbolic intercourse with Guan Ping that night, hugging all day long, hunting and recreation, but it was also a little more restrained, at least not to go out of the Hou Gate, hurt people, and trample on farmland.

If you do the math carefully, it's actually the same thing, don't ride the horse, don't ride the horse.

All in all, Mrs. Cai came once, but it still had an effect.

Of course, Guan Ping doesn't care.

Who cares about such a woman?

The plan is to solve the problem of wives of 5,000 singles in three years, and the first batch of wives who are the most active in farming and have the most harvest.

But where to find more than 5,000 women at a time?

Even if you give birth immediately, you also need to conceive in October, right?

And it was a baby girl who was born.

Hey, it's annoying.

On the whole, there is nothing to do, but this is the only thing, but Guan Ping is quite worried.

On a June day, it is really hot, if you can blow the wind under the air conditioner, eat a chilled watermelon, and be happy like a fairy.

It's a pity that in this Eastern Han Dynasty, there is nothing.

Not even watermelons.

Guan Ping can only eat some mung bean soup and eat some peaches to relieve the heat by the way.

Recently, I've eaten a little too many peaches, and I've had a bad stomach.

At noon on this day, Guan Ping was wearing short clothes and shirtless, hiding under the shed, drinking mung bean soup, and enjoying the southeast and northwest winds.

Just enjoying the coolness, a rush of footsteps sounded.

Guan Ping wondered, whose steps were so urgent? Guan Ping looked up and saw his brother Zhang Bao coming in a hurry.

It can be seen that this brother is not in trouble, because there is excitement on that face.

Zhang Bao's brother's armpit is holding a small jar of wine.

Guan Ping was stunned when he saw it, this drunkard brother is really a drunkard brother, he came in such a hurry, he actually came to see me with wine?

The Zhang family has a tradition of being an alcoholic, Zhang Laosan was shut down, and Zhang Bao designed to quit drinking, only taking a sip occasionally, such as the last Guan Ping's wedding.

Although the marriage is rotten, it is not good.

Zhang Bao was also slightly astringent for a while, but soon the solid germination was in the state, and he was drunk from time to time.

But Zhang Bao has one thing that is good, the wine is very good, drunk is just sleeping, and if there is something serious, you can not drink.

This disease is not a disease, unlike Zhang Laosan, who needs to be treated.

But at noon, he came with wine, and he looked anxious, obviously looking for me to drink, which was a bit excessive, and Guan Ping was a little unhappy.

"Brother, you won't come to me for a drink at noon, will you?" Guan Ping put down the mung bean soup and said a little unhappily.

Zhang Baocai was not afraid of Guan Ping, and nodded heavily: "Guan Ping, you guessed right, the Mi family came out with a new wine, I got it as soon as I got it, so I came to share it with you." ”

Zhang Bao looked very righteous and angry, and couldn't wait to come to Guan Ping and sit down, and put the wine on the table.

"Xiao Ding, go get two wine glasses, and then go to the kitchen to see if there is any cooked meat." Zhang Bao said to the Ding Feng brothers who were standing nearby, Xiao Ding is naturally Ding Feng.

Ding Feng was also used to being sent by Zhang Bao, so he went down to get it when he heard the words. Soon after, he came back with two wine glasses and a plate of cooked meat.

Zhang Yu was born in selling cooked meat and tofu soup, and there was a lot of cooked meat in the yamen.

Guan Ping was a little unhappy at first, but he was also surprised when he saw Zhang Bao say this: "The new wine from the Mijia Wine Workshop." ”

"Hmm!" Zhang Bao was very excited and nodded again and again, then patted the mud open, and said, "Do you remember the old man who made wine for you?" ”

"Remember, it's the one who gets drunk all day? I forgot what it was called, though. Guan Ping said.

"It's the new wine he invented. Guan Ping, let me tell you that this wine is really strong, don't talk about it first, don't talk about it first, you taste it first, taste it. Zhang Bao's eyebrows danced, poured wine into the wine glass, poured a glass first, handed it to Guan Ping, and then poured a glass and drank it in small sips, with a satisfied face.

It seems that there is nothing happier in the world than drinking this wine.

Guan Pinghu doubted, is it really so delicious?

So Guan Ping pinched the wine glass, took a sip, and the next moment Guan Ping turned his head and squirted it out.

"Guan Ping, don't spoil the good wine." Zhang Bao didn't care whether Guan Ping was choked to death, but screamed strangely, feeling sorry for the wine that was squirted out, and couldn't wait to lick it clean immediately.

Guan Ping was dumbfounded, looking at Zhang Bao for a long time without speaking.

"Brother, do you call this wine?" After a long time, Guan Ping asked helplessly.

"Why isn't this wine, Guan Ping, are you confused?" Zhang Bao wondered.

Guan Ping looked at Zhang Bao like a monster, Guan Ping was not a machine, but after tasting it, he knew that the degree of this wine was much higher than that of the old Mi's wine.

Guan Ping couldn't measure how many degrees, but he estimated that it was at least seventy degrees or more.

Is this alcohol good?

How to stop an alcoholic from drinking alcohol, online, etc., urgently.

Guan Ping would love to have a mobile phone and send such a distress message.

Especially watching Zhang Bao drink alcohol deliciously, pick up cooked meat, and drink deliciously.

The emergence of Mishi wine broke the convention of wine.

After the exercise of Mi's wine, Zhang Bao's alcohol consumption is already very good, and it is okay to drink alcohol.

Hemp and hemp.

In order to let Zhang Bao not drink alcohol to death, Guan Ping immediately sent Ding Feng to Xinye, found Zhang Laosan, and wrote a letter to make a gold medal order arrow, Shang Fang sword.

handed the letter to an old pawn of the Zhang family beside Zhang Bao, and asked the old pawn to take care of Zhang Bao and prevent Zhang Bao from drinking alcohol.

If you drink, then hit.

If you dare not comply, Zhang Lao killed three horses, picked up bamboo strips, and served a meal of fried meat with bamboo shoots.

So when Guan Ping saw Zhang Bao again, the goods stopped.

Apparently I have received Zhang Laosan's letter.

Zhang Baohu looked at Guan Ping suspiciously, suspecting Guan Ping's secret, but there was no evidence.

This incident is a big tragedy for Zhang Bao, obviously there is good wine (alcohol), but he can't drink it, which is naturally a big tragedy.

But for Guan Ping, the significance of this is not trivial.

Guan Ping didn't know much about distilled spirits, and he didn't know that distilled spirits could actually get out of alcohol.

But Guan Ping naturally knows the effect of alcohol.

Treat wounds, sterilize and sterilize.

War is to kill people, and if it's a modern war, hit by a missile, burp on the spot, needless to say.

If you are shot by all kinds of firearms and you are lucky enough not to die, there are naturally many ways to save it.

But ancient wars are different, for example, two armies face each other, and each other wins and loses.

If 10,000 people were killed and 30,000 were wounded, then as many as 10,000 of the 30,000 wounded could die of disease.

It may not be a serious injury, it may be a small wound, tetanus, or an ulcering wound.

Thinking of this, Guan Ping couldn't help but think of Beibei, what a good uncle, he died of illness because of a not serious wound.

Injuries may mean death, and those who can crisscross the battlefield in this ancient world for decades, fight more than 100 battles, and bleed dozens of times, and those who do not die are the chosen ones, and they are absolutely lucky.

Therefore, although Guan Ping practiced martial arts diligently, he did not want to go to the battlefield to gain fame, but only wanted to be a second ancestor.

Alcohol can greatly reduce this kind of war damage.

The benefits are enormous.

It is still the previous analogy, the two sides have 100,000 troops against each other, and the two sides have won and lost each other, and 30,000 wounded soldiers.

If Party A's wounded soldiers can survive 28,000, Party B's wounded soldiers can only survive 15,000.

Then after a long time, Party A will naturally win.

Of course, this is just a metaphor, and wars are not won or lost by numbers.

All in all, the benefits are huge.

After Guan Ping solved Zhang Bao, an alcoholic, he planned to introduce alcohol into the medical field.

There are more than a dozen military doctors in the Captain Department of Diannong, and among these doctors, a Huainan man named Qian Gui has the most brilliant medical skills.

Qian Gui is over forty years old this year, with a very fair complexion, a long beard, and a gentle breath, as if he is a Confucian.

In fact, many healers look like Confucians.

So the money returns to this elegant appearance, but it is very mediocre.

The so-called Diannong Captain is an official position created by Cao Cao, and the power of the Diannong Captain in the north is very large, and this official position does not belong to the county and county, but the official position directly under the central government.

Specialized in Tuntian.

And Cao Cao in Guanzhong, the Central Plains, Huainan, all set up tuntian, whether it is a military tun, or a people's tun, all under the jurisdiction of the captain of the agricultural school.

This right is really big.

Guan Ping stole his stinky father's big seal and set up a school captain in Xinye, with no more than 5,000 soldiers and more than 1,000 soldiers, plus miscellaneous officers.

Such as military doctors, petty officials, craftsmen, and so on.

Because Ma Sheng led the craftsmen to improve the plough and waterwheel, he is currently under the command of Guan Ping and his family, and has become a special craftsman for Guan Ping.

All in all, Guan Ping, the captain of the agricultural school, seems to be a king in this place, and he will kill whoever he wants, and he will have whatever he wants.

Guan Ping wants to find money for this military doctor to study medicine, and he only needs to hook his fingers.

Guan Ping met Qian Gui in the study and asked Qian Gui to sit down. Without waiting for Qian Gui to ask, Guan Ping arched his hand and said: "I came to Mr. this time, but I wanted to learn about the knife wound from Mr. ”

Qian Gui was very confused, although it was said that the general had an inseparable fate with the injury, there was no need to specifically understand the knife wound.

"Please be more careful." Qian Gui said.

"If you have a knife wound, how can you treat it?" Guan Ping asked.

"Clean the wound with water, then apply the medicine and tie the cloth." Qian Gui has been a military doctor for a long time, and he knows everything about it, and his answers are like a stream.

Guan Ping nodded when he heard this, this answer is indeed decent.

But there are a lot to be desired.

Let's not mention the medicine first, but is this water clean? Is this cloth clean?

Wash the wound with alcohol, bandage it with a sterilized cloth, and treat it with medication.

These three-pronged approach should be able to reduce the number of soldiers suffering minor injuries on a large scale, but the wounds worsen and die, right?