I am one year older than Chongzhen

Chapter 29 Supplementary Crossbow Arrows
After thinking wildly for a while, Huang Yi had to face the facts.

He knew that amoxicillin was equivalent to bringing the dead back to life in this era, and he had to keep it in his hands just in case.

It's just that the shelf life of anti-inflammatory drugs is only two years, and now it's only [-] months left, which may end up being turned into waste and thrown away.

When I followed Aguda to his brother's yurt, three children and a woman were crying.

That woman is Agudam's sister-in-law, she is very virtuous, and she is also a Han Chinese. When she saw Huang Yi, she immediately knelt and climbed forward, saying:
"Master, please save the child's father, woo..."

Huang Yi said truthfully: "His injury is too serious, and it has begun to fester. The situation is not good!"

The woman knew the man's current situation and was miserable and helpless at this moment, so she could only kowtow to Huang Yi for help.

Agudam should have a deep relationship with his elder brother and sister-in-law, so he knelt down and kowtowed with tears at this time.

"Don't be like this, don't worry, I will do my best!"

Next, Huang Yi directed Huang Dayong and Huang Dazhi who followed him to wash the inflamed wound with boiled salt water, and then he personally used the remaining alcohol and iodophor to disinfect Amuguleng and then re-sutured it.

Finally, I quietly fed an amoxicillin.

Before leaving, Huang Yi picked up the used alcohol bottle and iodophor bottle and put them in Agudamu's hands, saying:

"Did you see it? In order to save your brother, I used up all the magic medicine I brought back from Francine Kingdom."

What could Agudam say, he could only kneel down and continue to kowtow, and his sister-in-law also pulled the children to kneel down.

The next day, Huang Yi came to have a look again, touched Amu Guleng's forehead, he was better than yesterday, and felt that this person was saved, and then quietly fed another amoxicillin while feeding water.

These days, the human body does not have drug resistance. Amugulen is very strong. After taking two antibiotics and anti-inflammatory drugs, the results are immediate.

He has no fever and is conscious.

Hedanbaatar went to have a look in person when he learned about it, and when he saw the two empty bottles that Agudam gave him, he was furious, and severely whipped Agudam several times.

In the end, I didn't forget to kick the two small plastic bottles into my arms.

Soon the tribe was talking about this matter, and they all thought that Huang Yi really shouldn't have used up the precious magic medicine to save Amuguleng who didn't know if he would be able to fight on horseback in the future.

Everyone scolded Agudam, a Mongolian bastard who didn't understand the rules and forgot his identity!

It doesn't matter that Agudamu was rejected by the Mongols, Huang Yi accepted him, and simply called him to come to his house to eat meat with Huang Dayong, Huang Dazhi, etc., practice riding and archery together, and learn Chinese pinyin together.

Chinese and Chinese characters are difficult to learn. Before the Chinese pinyin appeared, the ancient times used the "straight-cut method" and "fan-cut method" to mark the pronunciation.

This method is difficult to learn by yourself and must be taught by example.

Hanyu Pinyin is a good thing that has been proven by history.

Of course Huang Yi wants to promote it in this era.

So I have to teach Huang Dayong a few words every day, and try to use Chinese pinyin to spell and read.

He doesn't need to care about other people's accents. From now on, his language—New Chinese Mandarin will be the standard.

There is no paper and pen in the tribe, so they can only use branches to practice writing on the ground.

But Huang Yi's teaching is not just a hammer and a stick. What he teaches every day must be recorded in the notepad of his mobile phone.

Most of the teaching content recalls myself including the content of my son's elementary school. Although it is not accurate, there is no wrong direction.

When blacksmith Qi Dashan completed the ten crossbow arrows customized by Huang Yi and brought his son to deliver them in person, he happened to see Huang Yi teaching Huang Dazhi some arithmetic.

He looked shocked!
His son Qi Xiaoshan is also about the same age as Huang Dayong, and he also thinks that his son can learn to settle accounts.

After seeing the newly made crossbow, Huang Yi felt that the shooting accuracy should not be affected after careful correction with a file. He was overjoyed and praised: "Master Qi's craftsmanship is very good!"

"It's nothing, my grandparents did this job, and they made a lot of blunderbusses in the army!"

Huang Yi knew that the so-called bird guns were matchlock guns. During the period of Zhu Yuanzhang, the Ming army was equipped with a large number of fire guns, and matchlock guns began to appear in the Jiajing year.

Matchlock guns these days cannot be produced mechanically, they are all made by blacksmiths, so the quality varies.

Matchlock guns have not been a rare item for a long time, and the camps of the Ming army have a lot of equipment, so there is no shortage of blacksmiths who can make them.

However, due to the deteriorating situation of the Ming Dynasty and the prevalence of corruption, the craftsmen were deprived of wages and iron materials, and the bird guns they made were easy to explode.

As a result, soldiers did not dare to load gunpowder according to the fixed amount, so that many bird guns were only fired to deceive the superiors, and their lethality was basically useless.

But Huang Yi was still interested when he learned that Qi Dashan could make bird guns, he said:
"Really? Is the guy who made the bird gun all right?"

"They're all people who eat, so how dare you lose them! It's just that making a blunderbuss is not only time-consuming and labor-intensive, but also expensive."

"I know that even if you make a bird gun without gunpowder, it will be a waste of effort."

"That's it!"

In the Ming Dynasty of this era, there were probably tens of thousands of blacksmiths who could make bird guns.

Even if not, as long as it is a blacksmith who can forge iron, under Huang Yi's guidance and supervision, he should be able to do it. It is nothing more than spending more time and wasting some materials.

As long as the material is solid and the amount of gunpowder loaded does not exceed the specified amount, the risk of bombardment can basically be avoided.

It's just that the Ming Dynasty has been rotten to the root. After all kinds of "drifting", what is left?
The final result can only be subjugation!

Qi Dashan made bird guns before he was a slave, which is very good. After obtaining iron materials, Huang Yi can make several front-loading rifles according to the exploded diagram of the flintlock gun saved in his mobile phone.

This is a delicate job. Huang Yi is going to do it himself, and mass production is out of the question. Thank God if he can achieve shooting accuracy with a few shots.

The current conditions are not met, and it is too early to talk to Qi Dashan about making muskets.

Huang Yi said: "That's it! You can go back! Da Yong, Da Zhi, let's continue!"

But Qi Dashan didn't leave, he pulled his son to kneel down, and said: "The little one also wants the dog to be able to write and count! I beg the master to help."

"Do you want your child to follow me to learn to read, count and read?"

"The little one begs the master to accept the dog!"

"No problem, but I have to figure out whether the child wants to read or not?" Huang Yi said, looking at Qi Xiaoshan.

The child was quite clever, and immediately said loudly: "I think! Master, the little one must study hard."

"Then stay!"

Seeing that Huang Yi agreed to accept Qi Xiaoshan, Qi Dashan was very grateful, and said: "Thank you, master, I still have some fine iron in my hand, I will make three more crossbows and send them tomorrow."

Forehead!It can be seen that the iron in Qi Dashan's hand is like cleavage, and there will always be some squeezes.

Huang Han smiled and said, "Are you planning to use three crossbow arrows as beam repair?"

"The little ones don't know enough, but the little ones really can't produce anything decent."

"Haha, I don't want your beam repair, but I do need crossbow arrows, the more the better.

How about this, if you have no iron material in your hand, you must not have much work to do, the child will eat at my place in the future, and practice literature and martial arts with Dazhi and Dayong. "

"Dong dong dong..." Qi Dashan and his son stopped talking and kowtowed like garlic.

Correcting crossbow arrows with a file is a delicate task, but it is not difficult for Huang Yi.

Because Huang Yi is an uncle, few people of his age are only children. Three or five children are completely normal, and it is not an exception for the seventh or eighth child in the family.

Those born in the [-]s have been free-range since they were young. No one is spoiled and spoiled, and they have strong hands-on skills.

In addition, Huang Yi once worked as a repairman and electrician, learned mechanical drawing, and likes to repair things by himself. It is no exaggeration to describe him as ingenious.

Later, when he became a leader, the number of times he did it himself was less, but the number of times he participated in the demonstration of product design was more. Huang Yi can also give opinions on whether there are deficiencies in the product design drawings.

It only takes time to correct the crossbow bolts made of fine iron with a file to be the same as the original crossbow bolts, and there is no difficulty.

During this period, Kaletu and Gerlen led the knights to search the nearby tribes, and Hedan Bateer personally participated in the search twice.

It's not that no other tribes have been found, but that there are no weak chickens that can be annexed.

(End of this chapter)