Lin Qiang deliberately asked what the doctor was good at. As a result, the captured doctor only told Lin Qiang that he could only do some battlefield bandaging and emergency trauma treatment, and he couldn't deal with the rest of the illnesses himself.

It turns out that most of the diseases in this world are only caused by the poor, and these poor people naturally no one cares about whether they live or die. Anyone who knows a little magic can be powerful in this world, and they can solve most of their problems by themselves by communicating with the magical elements of nature. Moreover, not only are they able to solve their own illnesses, but they can also increase their magical strength in all aspects by purchasing secret elixirs from alchemists. If you don't remember the side effects, you can forcibly increase the magic level.

So why are there healers in the army? Because in the course of the battle, it is inevitable that there will be external injuries. Trauma may not be something that every magician can solve, and the bleeding must be stopped in time, which is why healers will show up to treat injuries like this.

People are all useful, but they only play a small role. After Lin Qiang knew that the strength of the doctor was like that, he didn't dislike him, and still asked Li Xueyuan to arrange a job for him and be in charge of surgery. I hope he can grow up in the future.

As for the problems of alcohol disinfection and anesthesia, it will have to be solved little by little, and now the first thing is to put up the shelves.

The mine is now developing rapidly, and all aspects of work are gradually on the right track. Lin Qiang continued to return to his work of grasping production day after day and arranging personnel to arrange shifts.

Nowadays, the mine's product resources are extremely rich, and even Zhang Feng arranged for a grain transportation team to transport a lot of grain to the tribes in the mountains. Zhang Luoyang was deeply shocked by Lin Qiang's ability, to say that he had doubts about whether Lin Qiang and Liang Shuopeng's arrival had brought luck or misfortune to his side, but now, there is only admiration left, and there is no doubt.

In this era, especially for the famine-plagued Moyan tribe, food is not real money, but it is more valuable than gold and silver. In order to give back to Lin Qiang's continuous support for the past food, Zhang Luoyang also arranged for the old man and lady in his valley to do some handicrafts as much as they could, and collected some herbs with their years of experience, and brought them back with the return of the grain truck. Although it is not very useful for the current mine, it is better than nothing.

After some time, the middle lord's grain convoy came again, and a lot of grain and meat were delivered. But to be honest, these things are currently no longer available to Lin Qiang or Han Xu, the chief housekeeper in charge of logistics in the mine.

Since he did arms trafficking and drug trafficking with Thompson, Lin Qiang has gradually lost sight of food. Take a look at the three mines that are already full of mines, and the fourth, which is already half stocked with grain.

At this time, Lin Qiang had already deeply understood the meaning of digging deep holes and accumulating grain. If he doesn't dig a hole, he really has nowhere to put his food.

Ordinary time will always be broken by some sudden surprise. Just a week after the lord's team carrying grain came again, Liang Shuopeng sent someone to inform Lin Qiang that the granulated gunpowder had been completed.

After Lin Qiang learned the news, he was excited, and quickly handed over the work at hand to his subordinates, and rushed to the R&D center in Houshan.

After arriving at the R&D center, I found that it was not only Liang Shuopeng, but also Cheng Shaowei and Hou Pai, among the three major scientists in the mine. And not only scientists, but even the military's Tsuneishi and Yan Xiaohuan also came.

Lin Qiang scratched his head and walked into the courtyard and asked Liang Shuopeng, "I said, why did you call so many people?" Liang Shuopeng looked puzzled and said: "Why are there so many people." That's a good thing. Tsuneishi said: "You covered the news tightly enough before, the mine got gunpowder, don't tell our mine protection team, if Liang Zi didn't call us today, we wouldn't know." ”

Yan Xiaohuan is obsessed with martial arts, and has always been silent, and at this time he also spoke: "There are good things hidden, not real." ”

Lin Qiang: This is called a grievance. But he can't say that it is necessary to keep secrets, after all, everyone present can believe it, and it hurts when he says it.

It's all here, so let's just watch it together. So Lin Qiang motioned to Liang Shuopeng and said, "Thank you, where is the granulated gunpowder, take it out and see it." ”

Liang Shuopeng pointed to a mortar model facing a big tree under his feet and said, "Just like this, it almost caught fire." ”

Lin Qiang was stunned, he really didn't pay attention when he first came in, but at this time, he saw the small cannon barrel in front of him, which was really a small sparrow. It's just that unlike the mortars of the past, this barrel tail has a lead extended and needs to be ignited from behind. Looking at this posture, this thing should not be a mortar, it should be a primitive tiger squat cannon, or the earthen cannon in the earthen cannon that is often said.

Lin Qiang stood up and asked, "Why are you so small?" Liang Shuopeng said: "Brother Qiang, you can't be too small." I tried what to do first, and then scaled it up after I finished it. I'm a firearm now, and at this size, if something goes wrong, it's light to blow up a few fingers. ”

Lin Qiang shuddered and said, "Okay, okay." That is, the gunpowder is already in it, and nothing else? ”

Liang Shuopeng shook his head and said, "That's not it. Brother Cheng, you hand me the jar in your hand. Liang Shuopeng said, took a clay pot from Cheng Shaowei's hand, and lifted the lid in front of Lin Qiang's eyes. Lin Qiang looked inside and found that it was full of gunpowder, unlike before, this time the gunpowder was the size of a wheat grain, one by one, looking very full. And it smelled much stronger with sulfur and nitrate.

Lin Qiang frowned and said, "I said brother, why do I think it's a little tasteful?" This smell is too good. Liang Shuopeng closed the lid and smiled: "Doesn't it taste like words?" I've got to raise the ratio of sulfur to nitrate. As for nitrate, it's scraped out of the toilet. ”

"Vomit" Lin Qiang thought that he actually got closer and sniffed it just now, and his stomach was called a river and sea at this moment. Not only Lin Qiang, but the others present also had a convulsion in their stomachs when they heard Liang Shuopeng's words. The most obvious is Cheng Shaowei, who has been holding Liang Shuopeng's "new invention" at the beginning. When he heard that the granularity of the gunpowder was accompanied by feces and urine, Liang Shuopeng wanted to return it and let him hold it, but Cheng Shaowei refused.

In desperation, Liang Shuopeng had to take out a box of matches from his pocket and said to Lin Qiang: "Brother Qiang, please do me a favor, you go and light a fire." As he spoke, he snorted at the small steel cannon on the ground.

Lin Qiang waved his hand and said, "Damn, I won't go." You yourself just said, blow up your fingers. ”

Liang Shuopeng smacked his lips and said with a look of disdain: "You don't believe in my new achievements." Then you have gunpowder in your hand. ”

Lin Qiang's face was cloudy, and under the battle between heaven and man, he still chose to take the gunpowder jar in Liang Shuopeng's hand. At this moment, Lin Qiang felt that what he was holding in his hand was no longer a gunpowder jar, but feces and urine.

Of course, this is psychological. In fact, after a series of treatments, the gunpowder, although not so fresh, is definitely not stinky. But Lin Qiang was still uncomfortable.

Liang Shuopeng relieved his muscles and bones, asked everyone to hide away, and then went over by himself and carefully adjusted the angle of the small steel cannon. To the crowd? That's definitely not going to happen. Looking at everyone's frightened expressions, Liang Shuopeng found it very interesting.

Against the wall? Liang Shuopeng's face appeared in Robin's mind, and he felt that even if Robin didn't say anything, Zhao Huiying, who had been working with Robin now and unconsciously warmed up, would beat herself to death.

That against the glass house? How is it possible, the workshop and the R&D center are their own baby pimple meat, that is absolutely impossible.

After thinking about it, Liang Shuopeng aimed the cannon at a big tree fifty meters away. This is the only tree in the courtyard. It's pretty thick. If you trace the history of this tree, it is estimated that this tree is already there before Lao Zhang arrives in the back mountain.

No matter how it can't be, on the road of science, there are always people who have to dedicate themselves to their ideals. Even if it is a tree, it must be dedicated.

Thinking of this, Liang Shuopeng also said he would do it. The small steel cannon the size of his own pen was aimed at the big tree. Then he opened the matchbox, drew a match, and carefully lit the arquebus behind the cannon.

As soon as the fire rope was lit, the sparks were bubbling with "swish", and everyone heard a sound of "zil-la-la". "Liangzi, come here. Why? Chang Shi saw that Liang Shuopeng was still squatting in place, and shouted.

Liang Shuopeng still squatted in place, and he said without looking back: "Such a small steel cannon, if it can hurt me, then don't think about the weapon in the future." Before reaching the enemy, kill yourself first. ”

Looking at his crazy appearance, Lin Qiang hurriedly asked, "I said, have you tried this cannon before?" Cheng Shaowei and Hou Pai both shook their heads. Lin Qiang was stunned for a moment, and glanced at Chang Shi, who hurriedly pounced, intending to drag Liang Shuopeng back.

It's too late, it's too soon. Hearing only the sound of "boom", everyone only felt that their eyes lit up, the small steel cannon on the ground did not move at all, and a flame burst out, and then they heard a loud "bang".

The smoke cleared, and everyone hurried forward to watch. Liang Shuopeng was unscathed, but his face was a little blackened by his face, but because he was not white, it was not obvious.

Liang Shuopeng stood up and led everyone to look, only to see that the tree had been pierced by projectiles, forming a hole the size of a teacup, and there were burnt marks next to it. Then a steel ball the size of a mung bean was embedded in the brick of the wall, and the brick on the wall cracked like a spider web.

Lin Qiang looked at the tree, then looked at the projectiles inlaid on the wall, and only said a classic sentence: ", Niubi!" ”