Chapter 12: The Big Fool

"Yes, Grandpa Jiang has a good eye, ah, hey, hey, that kid asked, the kid wants to know, how the wounded soldiers survive after the war?"

As soon as the words came out, the faces of the few people sitting there were a little abnormal, and Wang Jian simply bowed his head and said nothing. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info Fang Qiong sighed lightly and rubbed her eyes with her hands.

Although Gong Nian Huai has never experienced war, especially in the era of cold weapons, he can guess after a little pondering. In ancient times, there was no blood transfusion treatment technology, no anesthesia, and no anti-inflammatory drugs.

Looking at the expressions of these people again, it is even clearer. If you really die on the battlefield, the impact on people is not great. It's those who are injured, you think about it, lying in the barracks, wailing, and finally dying in front of their eyes because of medical conditions, which is the biggest blow to people.

It's like in peacetime, you kill someone and try it, it's a big deal, it's definitely a big deal, but in a war year, killing someone is almost like slaughtering a chicken.

"Nian Huai, do you have a good way to reduce the casualties of your soldiers?" It was still Meng Heng, who pointed to the essence through the phenomenon, and poked a pole into the heart of Gong Nian Huai.

"Yes, when the little nephew saw the oranges, he naturally thought of the soldier's healing. Hehe, the little nephew's ability to think crankily is relatively strong. ”

"Duh, read Huai, be bold, how can this be cranky, child's play." Wang Jian was anxious, but listening to his tone, it seemed to have a sense of protection.

"Uncle Wang, the little nephew's nonsense is not nonsense, but the little nephew here" Gong Nian Huai pointed to his head, "Hehe, there are too many things, and by chance, some things pop out." No, the basket of oranges that Uncle Fang brought reminded the little nephew of a way to treat injuries. ”

"Oh, then you don't have to tell it quickly." Wang Jian stretched out his hand and grabbed Gong Nian Huai's arm across Meng Zhijing, Gong Nian Huai snapped, almost turned his back on his breath, and his voice changed his voice, "Uncle Wang, let go, my arm is broken." ”

"Don't pretend to be cowardly, if you can make such a medicine, Uncle Wang will give you a gift."

Gong Yi Nianhuai rubbed his arm and gritted his teeth, this smile is more ugly than crying, it really hurts, it is estimated that it is all green.

"Uncle Wang, this medicine is easy to make, better than the medicine for malaria. The little nephew wants to figure out a little bit, otherwise I wouldn't dare to make this medicine. ”

As soon as Gong Nian Huai said this, Meng Hui and Jiang Hai glanced at each other and smiled slightly, this kid is fine. Fang Qiong also realized.

Only Meng Zhijing didn't know it, and he didn't understand why Gong Nian Huai suddenly asked such a question. Because when talking about the collection of yellow artemisia, Meng Zhijing went to help the cook.

"You kid, whether you can make medicine is my business with your Uncle Meng, whether you can make medicine is your business, children just do their work, what do you do so much." Jiang Hai almost patted his chest.

Gong Yi Nianhuai blinked his eyes, and asked again, "Grandpa Jiang, what if the kid is involved in something bigger than pharmaceuticals in the future?" ”

"Something bigger than pharmaceuticals? What's bigger than pharmaceutical? Jiang Hai stroked his beard with one hand, gently tapped the grinding plate with the other, and looked at Gong Yi Nianhuai with two eyes.

"Nianhuai, do you know about war?" Tut-tut, Gong Yi Nianhuai almost hugged Meng Hui and kissed the two, Nima's, against the sky. No wonder Meng Hui praised his old ancestor, there is no vanity under the fame, and the ancients were honest and did not deceive me.

"The little nephew doesn't understand the things of war, and the little nephew has some experience in what to use to fight. I just don't know my big song,"

No one spoke now.

"Nianhuai, I didn't drink today, are you tired?" This Wang Jian is really caring, and his admiration for him is like the water of the Yangtze River.

"How does it compare to the Golden Cavalry?" Meng Hui propped his elbows on the grinding plate and asked a very skillful question, which also dispelled Wang Jian's worries invisibly.

Gong Yi Nianhuai thought about it, and did not directly answer Meng Hui's question, but stood up, gave Meng Hui a deep salute, and said loudly, "Little nephew understands, thank you Uncle Meng for your kindness." ”

Meng Hui flickered slightly, a hint of confusion flashed in his eyes, and he quickly returned to normal, and laughed, "Nian Huai, thoughtful, sure enough, the descendants of the Gong Lost Clan." ”

He turned to Fang Qiong and said, "Find a house for Nianhuai, and no one is allowed to approach it except for the people here." Whatever you need to recite Huai, you don't ask where you come from, just care about the future. ”

Fang Qiong glanced at Gong Nian Huai, "If Nian Huai Gongzi goes out,"

"There is no place where you can't go to Nianhuai, only where outsiders are grounded in Nianhuai."

Fang Qiong nodded yes, and said to the public, "Nian Huai, but if you need it, tell me to do it, and Uncle Fang will do it for you." ”

Gong Nian Huai was a little flustered, and he was busy all night, and it was such a result, I don't know if it was good or bad.

"Zhijing, accompany Nianhuai to arrange a place to live." Meng Heng spoke, and went straight out.

Gong Nian Huai made a circle, and everyone offered a word of concern, nothing more than a good rest, waiting for you to show your magic and the like, whether there is nutrition or not, everyone's attitude is indicated. That is, if you are powerful, you will exert your strength.

Gong Nian Huai followed Meng Zhijing to the backyard, there was an extra wing room on the east and west sides of the backyard, and I don't know who lived there, anyway, when Gong Nian Huai saw it, most of the rooms were blind with black lights, and I couldn't hear anyone talking.

The courtyard is not well lit, and it looks dark and quiet.

Meng Zhijing didn't know why, his mood didn't seem to be very high, and along the way, except for reminding him to go this way and turn there, there was no extra word. It's not a shame to lose Nianhuai, look east and west, it's very comfortable.

"Brother, this is your room," Meng Zhijing walked to a room, pushed open the door, and invited Gong Nian Huai to enter.

Gong Nian Huai saw that it was the main house, the one to the west, and it was okay, and he didn't drive himself into the wing. When you look at it, the room is very small, somewhat similar to a single dormitory in later generations. The furnishings are very simple, just a bed, there seems to be no table, and there are no chairs. Alone in a bed.

"Brother Meng, we don't live together," Gong Nian Huai glanced at the room, saw a transparent view, and turned his head to ask Meng Zhijing.

"Here, haha, living next to the male brother, the younger brother sleeps very peacefully, and the younger brother can rest in peace. Oh, someone will fetch water in a while, and my brother will be able to sleep after washing. ”

Gong Nian Huai saw that his room was still on the side of the middle, and Meng Zhijing's room had the meaning of arch guard. From this point of view, the specifications are still there.

"That, okay, haha, the little brother wants to change his clothes at this time, I don't know Brother Meng, hehe,"

"Oh? Hahaha, brother, please, I, I, I'll wait for you in the room. ”

"In the room?"

Meng Zhijing pointed to his room, "It's here." ”

"Oh, ha, Brother Meng, please." Gong Nian Huai arched his hand, turned around and stepped into his room.

Who else do big men avoid when they change clothes? Gong Nian Huai doesn't have any special hobbies, he just wants to deal with some things.

Gong Nian Huai put the backpack on the bed and closed the door lightly, leaving only a slit. There was a small window next to the door, and the upper floor, which was movable, was open, propped up by a stick. It's the kind that Pan Jinlian stretched out, but the window is very small, and it can only pass through one person.

There is also a window on the back wall, which is not too much. The wind can enter freely, and those who come in with the wind also have flying insects, such as mosquitoes and the like.

Gong Nian Huai frowned, and lay down on the bed, wouldn't it become a delicacy for mosquitoes? No wonder malaria is raging, and it is not an exaggeration to say that this protective measure is light, and it is not an exaggeration to call it a waste of human life.

After seeing the room, Gong Nian Huai sat on the bed, opened his backpack, and began to organize his belongings. A change of clothes, change first, the one you wear on your body, the breathability is also very good, but it is long-sleeved, and it is not necessary to say that hunting in a Hummer on the African savannah is not to say, and it is out of place here.

I have to say that Meng Heng and these people are wearing Taoist clothes, but that thing is like a fat skirt, and it won't be too hot to wear on the body.

Changing clothes, he was light, but there was a large bruise on his right arm, like a birthmark, and Nima Wang Jian was too strong.

The high-waisted boots were also replaced with a lightweight white Adi. Gong Nian Huai stood up and turned around on the spot, it had to grow quickly, the clothes were a little too loose, and the feeling of elegance was not seen, but it was loose and loose. Will be. In the future, you have to wear the clothes of the Song people and follow the customs.

The clothes that he changed out of are kept or given away, judging from the size, Wang Jian is more suitable. It's just, hey, just wait.

Three packs of instant noodles and two packs of ham sausages, keep them first, find an opportunity to share them with others, just see who can catch up with this opportunity, the food after 800 years, even the gods can't eat it.

A bottle of toilet water, a bottle of wind oil essence, and a bottle of water purifier, these can be used and placed outside, but the packaging has to be removed, which is unsightly.

Mobile phones, satellite phones, and power banks, put them away first, and they will be useful later. Is it useful, Gong Yi Nian Huai looked at his phone, his heart was twisted and twisted, and it hurt. I should talk to my daughter and wife now.

Gong Nian Huai gently stroked the smooth shell of the mobile phone, and two male tears slipped down and fell apart on the mobile phone shell, flowing east, west, north and south. I can't go back, I really can't go back.

Gong Nian Huai sniffled, carefully put the phone into the inner layer of the backpack, closed the zipper, and pressed it, which was very textured.

Toothpaste, toothbrush, electric shaver. The electric shaver is temporarily unusable, put it away. This toothpaste, looking at the expiration date, is not used until the last moment, and it seems to have less connection with the afterlife.

There's nothing, oh, and a telescope, which seems to be on Meru's car. Military one, try again.

Gong Nian Huai pulled the door open a little to see if there was no one, and put the binoculars on his eyes, Nima's, so advanced. Ranging with coordinates.

No, this thing is too advanced, if it is just an ordinary telescope, it will be given to Meng Heng, it will definitely be immortal-level. Discovering the enemy before the enemy and attacking the enemy before the enemy is absolutely a realm that every military commander dreams of.