Under the treatment of Lao Langzhong, the breathing of the seriously injured people gradually stabilized, which was far from the previous situation of more air out and less air intake.

At this moment, Wang Zezhi's heart that had been hanging was finally let go.

"Mop the wood, make food."

"Okay."

Wang Zezhi commanded, and Tom immediately began to get busy.

Lao Langzhong washed his hands and walked towards Wang Zezhi's side.

Lao Langzhong walked to Wang Zezhi's side and rubbed his hands, a little embarrassed to speak, after all, he wanted Wang Zezhi's prescription.

Wang Zezhi glanced back at Lao Langzhong and began to distill the rice wine for the second time to increase the degree of the rice wine as much as possible.

"That's... Little brother..."

"Don't worry, this is the prescription you want."

Lao Langzhong looked at the wine jar in front of him in disbelief, isn't this the best Xiangling rice wine in Yuci County.

"You don't want to bully the old man's old age, this... How is this possible? ”

"It's really impossible for this original rice wine, but after distillation and purification, the degree of this rice wine is getting higher and higher, and it can achieve the effect of disinfection so-so.

In fact, to be honest, the best thing to disinfect is alcohol, and of course, liquor with a high degree can also achieve similar results. ”

Lao Langzhong still didn't believe it, so he squatted behind Wang Zezhi and watched him distill it over and over again, and then distilled the two large jars of rice wine into a small jar, and Wang Zezhi carefully sealed the rice wine distilled from that small jar and handed it to Lao Langzhong.

"This is the prescription, if you can get a high number of liquor, after distillation, his healing effect will be better than that of rice wine."

Lieutenant General Lao Lang suspiciously put away the small jar of distilled spirit, and then began to pack up his medicine box and prepare to return to Shouyang County.

"The injuries of these people have been diagnosed and treated by the old man, and they are no longer in serious trouble, can the old man go home?"

"Uncle, you see it's getting late, and it's hard to walk at night, so why don't you stay and eat and rest."

How do you know that Lao Langzhong looked at the sky outside, his face changed greatly, and he said that he had to go back, no one could stop him, and there was no way for Wang Zezhi to ask someone to knock him out.

It didn't take long for Tuomu to make dinner, and the people in the cave began to eat and drink.

Probably because of today's victory, these people are obviously a lot more active than the day before.

The only difference is that a sheep's head, a horse's head, candles, and incense sticks are placed under the bed of the King of Chaotian.

Wang Zezhi saw that the brothers in the earth cave had some popularity, and nodded lightly, this is good, this is good.

He came to the warehouse with a large pot of mutton and a jar of rice wine, woke up Lang Zhong, who was knocked unconscious, and called him to eat together.

Who knew that Lang Zhong had just woken up, and a carp ran towards the door.

"Hey~ Uncle, there are wild wolves in this mountain, and they will be eaten if they go out at this time." Wang Zeyi shouted while eating mutton.

Wang Zezhi didn't see the old man come back for a while, and couldn't help muttering: "This old man is really bold." ”

Wang Zezhi clapped his hands, and was about to ask Xiao Liuzi to find Lang Zhong back, when he saw Lao Lang stumbling back.

"There's... There are wolves. As soon as the old man came in, he stammered.

Wang Zezhi looked at him embarrassed, handed him a piece of mutton, Lao Langzhong swallowed a mouthful of saliva, took it in his hand and ate it.

"Come and have a drink, don't choke." Wang Zezhi handed him the wine, and the old man shook his head and refused: "The old man's hand has to be needled, and his hand will be unstable after drinking." ”

"Oh." Wang Zezhi took back the wine, ate a mouthful of mutton, nibbled on flatbread, and then drank a large sip of rice wine.

Lao Langzhong saw that he was eating and drinking very fragrantly, so he couldn't help licking his lips, coughed and said, "Choke... Choked. ”

"Oh, give." Wang Zezhi handed the wine to Lao Langzhong.

Lao Langzhong took the wine jar and took a sip of wine, ate a mouthful of mutton, and felt refreshed.

Lao Langzhong seemed to be addicted to drinking, and drank several sips in succession, and also burped.

Wang Zezhi saw that Lao Langzhong was drunk, and hurriedly stepped forward to retrieve the wine jar.

How do you know that the old man is holding the wine jar and not letting go.

"I'm going to drink, I'm going to drink." The old man shook his head and said.

Wang Zezhi saw that Lao Langzhong was drunk, so he went with him and ate mutton by himself.

"Woo~Woo~Ah~" The drunk old man suddenly hid his face and sobbed.

When Wang Zezhi heard this complaining cry, his hair stood on end, and he threw away the mutton in his hand and jumped aside to look around.

When he saw the old man sitting on the ground crying with a wine jar, he looked confused, completely unaware of what was going on.

"Uncle, what are you crying about? It's a big night. ”

"Cry my insider." The old man cried and took another sip of wine.

"Oh, you're gone? That's pathetic. Wang Zezhi patted Lao Langzhong's back and comforted him.

Lao Langzhong suddenly stopped crying, he glanced at Wang Zezhi in surprise, stood up suddenly, drank a large sip of wine with a wine jar in one hand, stroked his beard and began to sing.

"I think back then, the old man talked about the madness of youth, the left led Huang, the right Qingcang, the brocade hat mink Qiu, and the thousand horses rolled Pinggang." When the old man sang, he was full of spirits, and his eyes were full of eyes.

As soon as he finished speaking, he squatted down again with the wine jar in his arms.

After he squatted down, he kept sighing, "And now, Huluo Plain is being bullied by dogs, and an insider scares the old man into a double trembling." ”

Wang Zezhi on the side looked at him in surprise, it turned out that the old man was afraid of guilt.

"Hahaha......" Wang Zezhi thought of this, and couldn't help but hold his stomach and laugh.

"Laughing? What are you laughing at? Even you bully the old man? Lao Langzhong looked at Wang Zezhi with wide eyes, and blew his beard angrily.

"No, no, you go on... Ha ha... Hmm, ahem... Go on..."

"Hey, my insider said that if I dare not return all night, I will be killed when I go back. Hey, my life is so miserable..."

A lot of this old man is so afraid of his wife when he is old, I'm afraid his wife is a tigress.

"It's really bitter, it's pitiful to marry a tigress." Wang Zezhi comforted.

"No, no, no..." Lao Langzhong hurriedly denied that he shook his head like a wave drum, and then showed an obsessive look.

"My insider, twenty-eight years old, hehe... Not old at all. ”

"Awesome old man."

"Hey, hey... This is what the old man has spent half his life savings, using eight sedan chairs, and Ming Media is marrying back. ”

In the late Ming Dynasty, the folk marriage atmosphere was extremely poor, except for the common people, businessmen, officials and gentry and others were accustomed to re-employment and accompany the marriage, otherwise they would lose their identity, and gradually be squeezed out, and then the family fell into the middle of the road.

In fact, under this wind of extravagant comparison, they will only decline faster.

However, even if this is the case, there is still a bad atmosphere among the world, and even more so, "although a woman is in infancy, she is hired by a rich family, and it is as much as five or seven hundred gold." ”

This also leads to the fact that even a person with craftsmanship and status like Lao Lang has to be nearly half a hundred years old to be able to marry a wife and have children.