Alchemy Greater China

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There is a shortage of fresh water in the vast sea, so the only way left is to steam the fresh water by distillation. However, the coal on the dragon ship is only enough to reach St. Matthew Island, and there is no room for distillation, and the efficiency of distillation Too low, there is no possibility of operation!

So there is only one way for Long Hao and others: wait to die of thirst!

"Hmph, I'm going to kill the remaining Japanese!" Cui Yuanlang suddenly stood up, took out a heart knife, and walked out murderously.

Long Ganruo couldn't help but said: "The Japanese have all jumped into the sea, and there are no Japanese in the cargo hold!" [

Cui Yuanlang kept walking: "Then I will kill the North Koreans. If it is not my race, their hearts will be different. Kill them earlier to save them from causing trouble again!"

Long Ganruo moved his lips, and finally stopped talking. We only have two days left in our lives, so why not let the brothers kill some people to vent their anger?What's more, those North Koreans also did a scandal of looting the Chinese in the bilge, they deserved it!

Long Hao coughed, and Yuan'er immediately patted his back gently with her small hands. Long Hao took a sip of tea and suddenly smiled and said, "What's wrong with everyone? Why do you look so sad? We just defeated God, Du After the storm, there is no reason to be unhappy! Thunder Dragon, cheer up and report the damage first!"

"Yes!" Lei Long stood up abruptly, and said, "Report, young master, the loss of the dragon ship in this storm is not too great. A total of 35 people are missing, of which 23 are compatriots who escaped from the cargo hold. There are 6 damn Japanese, and only 6 of our people are missing! The total loss of goods includes 6 barrels of clear water, 5 bags of potatoes... 7 Mauser rifles, and a box of submerged guns. We are checking whether the equipment is still available! In this case, a steam boiler was damaged, and a small hole of 30 cm square was knocked open under the left side of the ship. Fortunately, the young master used Buddha's edge to plug it in time. Now it has been sealed with rivets, as long as the speed does not exceed 6 knots , there will be no water leakage..."

Lei Long was talking eloquently, and Long Xiaohu was holding a piece of paper beside him, reminding him in a low voice from time to time.

This cashier and this outstanding disciple of the 'Hongmen' have already formed a certain tacit understanding.

Long Hao listened carefully, and silently calculated in his heart: "So, there are still 63 coolies on board, and 35 of our brothers, a total of 98..."

"And me!" Schmidt, who was sitting at the end, raised his hand, "Master Long, don't forget your closest partner!"

This Jew hid somewhere when the storm hit. Anyway, after the storm passed, most of his clothes were still dry, and he was despised by Zhou Bodang and others.

"Ah, and Dr. Schmidt, so there are 99 people on board now..."

When Long Hao said this, the cabin door was knocked open, and Cui Yuanlang walked in bloody, and said a few words coldly: "Now there are only 93 people! Six North Koreans, I will kill them , the blood of six people should be able to support the young master to St. Matthew Island! Wang Botao is doing this!"

The calm tone contained a creepy message. Fortunately, Schmidt could not understand Chinese, otherwise he would have jumped up in horror at this moment: Lord, these people really are devils!Even human blood has to be drawn out to drink!

But everyone present, except for Schmidt, didn't feel that Cui Yuanlang did anything wrong: It doesn't matter if we die, as long as the young master can live!

Long Xiaohu thought for a while, hesitated and said, "There are still 57 coolies, how about..."

Long Hao snorted, and interrupted Long Xiaohu's words: "Uncle Hu, we would rather die of thirst than drink the blood of our compatriots... As for those North Koreans, they died without guilt and their bodies were dirty, and I don't care for their blood." Will drink!"

When Uncle Long heard this, he became anxious, knelt down on the ground again, climbed to Long Hao's side and begged, "Young master, you should act in a hurry. You are still young. Since there is no clean water... If you think the blood of the Koreans is dirty, then you Drink mine, the blood in my body is definitely not dirty! Come, pole, bring me the knife!"

Seeing Uncle Long's excited look, Long Hao was moved and could not help laughing, and quickly scolded: "You dare to move the pole without my order? Yuan'er, hurry up and help Uncle Long up! Hey, you really are, who are you?" Are you saying we can’t live without drinking human blood?”

Hong Xiangling has been hiding in Yuexiu's arms since the very beginning, and she has completely lost her previous aggressive style. At this moment, she raised her beautiful face and sobbed: "It's all my fault, it's all because of my carelessness. I was caught! If it wasn't for me, those clear waters wouldn't have fallen into the sea...Without clear water, we definitely wouldn't last for two days!"

"Kayao, come here!" [

Long Hao couldn't bear to see Hong Xiangling's pitiful guilt-filled face, so regardless of Hong Zaimo being there, she waved her hand and called the future little daughter-in-law to her side, comforting her with a soft voice: "Little fool, don't cry anymore! If you cry any more, your eyes will turn into peaches, and your mouth will also turn into a banana... If you throw away the water, throw it away, as long as you are safe, everything is worth it... Good boy, you have to trust your future husband, mere It’s just water, it’s not the end of the world if you lose it, hurry up and wipe away your tears, and join Yuan’er, and watch me turn into a demon... Cough cough, juggle it!”

"Hey, your eyes are the peaches..." Hong Xiangling was so teased by Long Hao that she burst into laughter, and said with a blushing face, "You can do magic tricks? Could it be that you can conjure... clear water?"

Hong Xiangling's words were not deliberately lowered, everyone nearby heard them, Zhou Bodang opened his eyes first and said in surprise: "What? Young master, can you get clean water?"

Distillation doesn't work, it has already made everyone desperate!Now that they heard that Long Hao had an idea, how could everyone not cheer up?

Chen Bahu said in a low voice: "Don't tell me that the young master doesn't want to drink human blood, so he deliberately comforted us... Although human blood is astringent, it can always save lives!"

Thunder Dragon's eyes lit up: "Master, can you really get clean water? Well, the whole ship is saved now!"

Long Xiaohu muttered: "Phew...you don't believe the young master. The young master is a person blessed by the Buddha. How can a little water be difficult for the young master? Long Xiaohu, you have such a cheap mouth, what did you just say to drink to your fellow countrymen?" His blood...you deserve it, you really deserve it!"

Long Hao nodded and said, "That's right, I can get clean water, but I have one condition!"

condition?

Everyone was stunned, the young master is the biggest here, what conditions does the young master have to tell us?

On the deck of the dragon ship, the long-lost sunlight shone on it, making people feel lazy and happy, but at this moment, starting from Long Bo and going down, everyone lined up on the deck, and there was an indescribable expression on their faces. Weird look!

The young master's condition is that we cut our braids?

Everyone knows that the young master's braids have been gone since the day the ship was hijacked, but today, the young master actually used the excuse of bringing clean water to ask everyone to cut off their braids!

Hong Zaimo also came out, lying on a bed, he laughed and said, "It's good to cut your braids, since the British used gunboats to blast the gate of the Qing Dynasty in 1840, this braids represent shame! Cut off your braids." Alright, if you cut it off, you can completely clean up your ties with this decadent dynasty!"

Hong was born in the United States at the end of his life. He had no sense of belonging to the Qing Dynasty since he was a child. Later, he stayed abroad and came to China. He was forced to grow braids for the sake of entering the navy. But this time he was framed and fled to the sea. The braids have been cut off long ago!

The same goes for the group of disciples under him, all of them have crew cuts and no braids at the back of their heads.

Long Bo picked up the red-hot dagger, gritted his teeth, and twisted the braid on the back of his head. The braid that had been with him for 60 years broke immediately: "The Qing Dynasty was unrighteous to my Long family first, and I, Long A Seven cut braids and clear ambitions, from now on, follow my young master and fight for the rise of our Chinese nation!"