Chapter Thirty-Eight: Bian Que, My Master?
Zhao Qi felt that such high-intensity training was easy to be injured, and the treatment of skin injuries was a very troublesome matter, so he forced the trained soldiers to take a saline bath after each training, and it should be simply disinfected.
Now salt is not as rare as before, and the price of salt is also very low, and ordinary people in Xianyang can afford to eat it, which is a good thing, but it is not a good thing. The people of Great Qin did not know what sustainable development was, and the King of Qin planned to collect all the resources at once, and the army of salt mining had changed from a part of the people in the past to a popular duty now.
Zhao Qi didn't know how much the salt mines near Shaanxi could leave for future generations, the only thing he knew was that the development of Daqin's economy had reached the point where it could not be stopped, and salt alone was a commodity that was enough for Daqin to throw off a few streets of other countries. Once the domestic salt consumption reaches a saturated state, it will promote the export economy, and what other countries do not have will be sold at a very high price, and the economies of the six countries will pour into the Qin State like flowing water, and the country will be rich and the people will be strong just around the corner.
Of course, it's just that, Zhao Qi will not be satisfied, Ying Zheng will not be satisfied, their ambition is to unify the world, the six countries will be in the bag sooner or later, the rapid economic development will sooner or later have to act on the military, a country's strength is not only reflected in the economy, but also in the military and politics!
Zhao Qi was lying in the big wooden barrel, grinning in pain, the feeling of salt water seeping into the wound was really uncomfortable, he only relied on thinking about something else to distract himself, and the most naturally became his and Ying Zheng's common ambition.
The guards of the Meng family obviously trained with them, and there were just as many wounds on their bodies, but they actually showed an expression of great enjoyment when they soaked in salt water, which made Zhao Qi very helpless, and he didn't know what this gang of killers had gone through to become so masochistic, and they were the most active during training, and they were so comfortable sprinkling salt on the wounds.
Ying Zheng in the wooden barrel next to him also discovered this situation, leaned out half of his body and poked Zhao Qi with his elbow and asked, "Ah Qi, don't these people hurt?" I feel like this salt water is drilling into the wound, why do these people seem to be quite comfortable? ”
Before Zhao Qi could speak, Hong Sanbao, who blushed behind him, preemptively explained: "This little boy doesn't understand, we have all been on the battlefield, and we have long been accustomed to the feeling of pain, and after a long time at home, I miss the feeling of being on the battlefield, and the more painful it is, the more excited I am."
"Perverted!" Ying Zheng and Zhao Qi were surprised in unison, and then looked at each other, both of them saw disbelief in each other's eyes. After all, who can do this as a normal person?
Obviously, only Zhao Qi and Yingzheng think like this, and the others have long been surprised, Meng Tian, Zhang Han and Wang Ben even showed disdainful eyes, looking at Yingzheng and Zhao Qi like hillbillies, and the slander in their hearts is even more obvious, this is obviously a performance that only real men have, why have they become perverted when they come to these two goods?
Old man Meng soaked his bare shoulders in the bucket and poured the wine jug into his mouth, although he was old, his tendons and flesh surpassed many young people, and the bodybuilding coaches of later generations could not compare. It's just that Zhao Qi was a little surprised, this old man Meng usually wears a green shirt and doesn't look like such a strong person, how can he take off his clothes and kill more than those gangs?
Mengfu is very heroic in drinking, but every time he drinks it will be panting, needless to say, he has high blood pressure in his old age, and the elderly in later generations are basically a little light or severe, if it is not treated in time, the consequences will be very serious.
Zhao Qi understands all this, but the problem now is that he doesn't know the specific treatment for high blood pressure, so he can only remind the old man to pay attention to his diet.
Zhao Qi had already discovered the old man's symptoms, but the old man didn't ask, and he didn't find a suitable opportunity to tell him about it, seeing that the old man's symptoms were becoming more and more frequent, he couldn't continue to pretend, so he said in the direction of Meng Fu: "Grandpa Meng, I see that your health doesn't seem to be very good, why don't you drink."
"Hahaha, you kid is still a little filial, you know how to care about the old man's body, the old man's body is very tough, this little wine is not in the way." Meng Fu is the kind of real wine and meat hero, in history, he lived until Yingzheng ascended the throne seven years before he died, but Zhao Qi looked at his physical condition a little mysterious, and he didn't know how he would survive in the next few years.
This can't be done, Daqin's generals can't just fold like this, Zhao Qi sighed and said: "Don't hide it from Grandpa Meng, the kid is also a little accomplished in medicine, the kid saw that Grandpa Meng was drinking and his face turned red, and he was wheezing all the time, so he concluded that Grandpa Meng was suffering from high blood pressure, I don't know if Grandpa Meng was emotionally stressed or tired and often accompanied by symptoms of dizziness, fatigue, and palpitations?"
Zhao Qi's words obviously surprised Old Man Meng, and he stayed for a long time before he came back to his senses, and asked Zhao Qi with a frown: "Who taught you this medicine, why has the old man never heard of this 'high blood pressure' disease?"
Old Man Meng was a little incomprehensible to Zhao Qi, for the symptoms he usually showed this kid was not bad at all, to say that Zhao Qi knew in advance that he didn't believe it, after all, he hid it well on weekdays, and even Meng Wu and his wife probably didn't find anything wrong.
Zhao Qi smiled bitterly, he knew that this matter had to be over, there had to be a reasonable explanation, after thinking about it for a while, he said: "The boy once saw a crane in a dream with a childish face, and instructed the boy in medicine, one day for gynecology, one day for otolaryngology, one day for pediatrics, and then there was no news, and he couldn't ask for it, since then, the boy began to study medical books, and he has achieved great achievements in this way, and the first aid skills taught to the soldiers are also the knowledge in this medicine, and the reason why Grandpa Meng has not heard of this high blood pressure is just because this is the name of the boy's own observation." , the disease is out, but there is no corresponding treatment, and measures can only be taken in terms of diet. ”
Sure enough, Meng Qi was stunned after listening to Zhao Qi's words, and only came back to his senses after half a year, jumped out of the bucket and put on his clothes, fished Zhao Qi out of the bucket, picked up the linen cloth and wiped his body casually, and put him in his armpit into the home remedies.
As soon as he entered the house and closed the door, he grabbed Zhao Qi's shoulder and asked him, "Boy, is this true?"
"What did the kid do to deceive Grandpa? There is nothing good for this kid. Zhao Qi rubbed his sour shoulders and complained, this Daqin's general is a strong hand, and the shoulders of people who pinch casually hurt.
Meng Fu was stunned for a moment, then stroked his palms and laughed, scratched Zhao Qi's nose and said: "You kid is so blessed, I have long heard that Lu Yi has become an immortal, and there has been no warning, but I didn't expect to dream of you kid and let you pick up such a big bargain, it is estimated that no one in his old man's successor will refuse to leave, right?" Hahaha, okay, in the future, the old man will treat you as a disciple of Lu Yi, you are right, the old man has the symptoms in the boy's mouth, and I don't know how you were favored by God, so that the old man believes in ghosts and gods. ”
Zhao Qi touched the back of his head and pretended not to understand, and Meng Wei explained: "In the Spring and Autumn Period, there is a god doctor named Yue Ren, known as Doctor Lu, with superb medical skills, he is my ancestor of Chinese medicine, the flesh and bones of people in life and death, after death, some people say that he has accumulated virtue and soared into an immortal, according to what the old man saw, the person in your dream should be this Doctor Lu."
Listening to Meng Fu's words, Zhao Qi pretended to be shocked on the surface, but secretly rejoiced in his heart, in the future, he could justifiably manufacture medical devices for future generations, even if he really brought the dead to life, there was no need to find excuses to prevaricate, how could Bian Que's apprentice be in vain?
Of course, Zhao Qi is still a little weak-hearted in doing this, just his two treatments for colds are okay, and he is not helpless when he encounters a serious illness? He also grasped the superstitious characteristics of ancient people, and brought a miracle doctor like Bian Que into his life to cover up his identity.
I just don't know if Bian Que had knowledge under the spring and knew that he had one more 25 apprentices who didn't know anything about medicine, would his old man crawl out of the soil angrily?