Alchemy Greater China

After being praised, Long Xiaohu blushed with excitement, rubbed his hands together and said, "It should be, this is my job!"

Long Xiaohu is an accountant, and his skill is to manage these trivial matters and count things for Long Hao. Now Long Hao's prestige in the eyes of everyone is very high. Even though Long Xiaohu is his distant cousin, he is also proud to be praised by him.

Long Hao handed the paper back to Long Xiaohu, suddenly remembered a question, frowned slightly and asked, "Uncle Hu, how long will this food and water be enough for us?"

Although Long Hao was an alchemist with hundreds of millions of people in his previous life, he was not omnipotent. He didn't have much in mind for the calculation of rations in this era.

Hearing this, Long Xiaohu hurriedly snapped his carrot-like fingers, counted quickly, and replied: "Master, if everyone has to eat enough, the food is only enough for five days!"

five days?

Long Hao frowned slightly. According to the logbook in the observation room, after Cherov finished his supplies at Karakin Island, his planned next stop was St. Matthew Island. It takes at least 15 days to get to St. Matthew Island!

How to make up for the 10-day gap?

Long Bo coughed and said, "Young master, Xiaohu is calculated on the basis of head and foot. Those coolies, although most of them are Chinese people, but at this critical time, we just need to prevent them from starving to death!"

Long Xiaohu also nodded: "That's right, young master, if we implement regular and quantitative supply of food and water, then it should be able to last for more than 20 days!"

What Long Xiaohu said is correct, each person only needs to give three taels of water, a little black bread, and a little potato every day, which is enough to ensure that they will not starve to death!

Human life, sometimes is so cheap, but also so tenacious!

Long Hao is not a soft-hearted person, after a little consideration, he agreed to implement 'food rationing', and he said to Long Xiaohu: "Uncle Hu, I will leave this matter to you, I will ask Ganzi and the others to bring guns to assist You! You have to do it for me, don’t cause any riots! Stability, before arriving at St. Matthew Island, the dragon ship needs stability! I need stability!”

Long Xiaohu said excitedly: "Don't worry young master, I will take care of this matter properly even if I risk my life!"

After thinking for a while, Long Hao added another sentence: "When necessary, you can kill them as an example. Those Koreans and Japanese who committed crimes, it would be no pity to kill them!" Then he waved and sent Long Xiaohu to carry out the "food rationing" immediately. supply' plan too.

After tidying up on the deck of the Dragon Ship all morning, a walkway has been cleared to ensure that in case of emergencies, the ship can be connected quickly from bow to stern. Long Hao saw that Chen Bahu had brought a few men to carry the Patrolling back and forth with a gun, I couldn't help but feel relieved.

Uncle Long followed Long Hao to the door of a passenger cabin. Seeing no one around, he asked in a low voice, "Master, just now Wang Bo didn't come up after going down the cargo hold. What's wrong? Is there any cure for Hong's family's illness?"

Long Hao nodded, took out the needle, and waved it in front of Uncle Long: "I took blood from him, and I will have to test it before I can draw a conclusion! But I guess...the problem is not serious!"

If the dignified alchemists can't even cure the minor diseases of this era, then they don't have to dream about the "rise of China", they can just jump into the Bering Sea and commit suicide!

The blood in the needle tube was extremely bright red, Long Bo was slightly startled: "This seems to be something that Westerners use to treat diseases, young master, why do you have it?"

Long Hao smiled mysteriously, but did not answer.

Wang Botao hid those Western medical tools in the interlayer, naturally he didn't want others to know, Wang Botao did a small favor for Long Hao, and Long Hao reciprocated, of course he would not betray him.

Uncle Long didn't continue to ask, but took Long Hao's hand, opened the hatch and walked in.

This cabin has clearly been tidied up. The extra berths are filled with more valuable trophies, such as silver taels, rubles, magnifying glasses, etc., and the rest are two small beds by the door. Little butt, earnestly folded the quilt and cotton padded clothes. [

Hearing the movement, Yuan'er turned around quickly, and when she saw that it was Long Bo and Long Hao, she quickly responded obediently.

Long Bo waved his hand, signaling Yuan'er to continue with his own business, and dragged Long Hao to another bed and sat down.

Uncle Long pondered for a while, then asked: "Master, to treat Hong's family, do you still rely on your...'Buddha fate'?"

The so-called Buddha's Fate is actually Jin Yuan, which Long Hao made up to deceive him during the long talk with Long Bo last time. If not, the conversation that night was not so easy for a mere 12-year-old child. Convince this experienced butler!

Long Hao was amused in his heart, but still nodded, and spread out his palm with his backhand, only to see a pale golden word '卍' on it, which was so lifelike that it seemed to jump out of his palm.

"Ah!" Yuan'er had already stopped tidying up and was watching quietly, now seeing the vision in the young master's palm, she couldn't help but cover her mouth and let out a soft cry!

This, this is what Long Bo said... Is it the Buddha's fate bestowed on the young master by the Buddha and Bodhisattva?Ah, so beautiful, the first time I see you!

Long Bo turned his head slightly, gave Yuan'er a majestic look, and said: "Girl, only a few confidantes know this secret, remember, from now on, you must be strict with your little mouth, otherwise the news will be leaked, and the family law will take care of you!"

Yuan'er was startled, subconsciously went to look at Long Hao, and also touched her upturned butt with her little hand.

With a smile on his face, Long Hao said: "Don't be afraid, Yuan'er, you are mine, and I will not treat you badly! You don't remember, I also said that I would help you heal the burn scar on your face? Here, it all depends on it!" After finishing speaking, he waved the word '卍' in his hand.

Yuan'er nodded repeatedly, and muttered: "Young master, is it... Is it the iron pipe's burn, also, is it also the Buddha's fate?"

Long Hao nodded and said: "That's right, thanks to Buddha's fate last night, otherwise I would have been scalded to death on those steam pipes! But even so, the scalding still hurts!"

Yuan'er lowered her head, sobbing and sobbing: "Yuan'er knows, Yuan'er can see the scars on the young master's hands and feet!"

"Okay, girl, you retreat outside, I have something important to discuss with the young master!" Long Bo waved his hand, signaling Yuan'er to leave.

"Wait!" Yuan'er was about to open the cabin door to leave as promised, but Long Hao stopped him: "Uncle Long, Yuan'er is not an outsider, so if you have anything to say, don't hold her back!"

"Okay then!" Uncle Long pondered for a while, and then stopped insisting. Instead, he kept staring at the golden source in Long Hao's palm, with admiration and awe in his eyes, but also worried: "Master, you Buddha Fate, it is a treasure given to you by the Buddha and Bodhisattva, unless it is a critical moment, don’t use it casually, otherwise if the Buddha and Bodhisattva blame it, I’m afraid they will take it back!”