Chapter 177: Its really hard to communicate with you.
"This matter is of great importance. My friend, why don't you brew some as soon as possible. To be honest, I can't wait any longer -"
As Sun Simiao spoke, he swallowed subconsciously and glanced down at the empty porcelain bowl.
Wang Zi’an:……
Old man, at your age, I really don’t dare let you drink anymore.
"Zian, can that alcohol you mentioned really prevent wounds from suppurating?"
Li Shimin couldn't help but interrupt again.
If it can really prevent wounds from suppurating, it will be of great significance to the military.
When the two armies are fighting, what is the biggest reason for the loss of combat effectiveness?
It is not the attrition of those who died on the battlefield when the two armies faced each other, but the issue of treatment after being injured.
Many soldiers died or became disabled due to suppurating wounds and fever.
If Wang Zi'an's alcohol that can prevent wounds from suppurating really works, if one can learn Wang Zi'an's method of dealing with trauma -
Thinking of this, Li Shimin's eyes gleamed and he stared at Wang Zi'an's face, fearing that Wang Zi'an would tell him that he couldn't come.
"It cannot be absolutely prevented, but it should be able to eliminate most of it. If the wound is treated properly and some better golden wound medicine is used, the possibility of wound inflammation and suppuration will be very small..."
Wang Zi'an nodded casually.
Seeing Wang Zi'an nod again to confirm, Li Shimin clenched his fists excitedly.
Even if only half of the veterans can be rescued, they are still an extremely valuable asset.
"Zian - let's open a brewing workshop together to brew this high-altitude wine. You can set whatever conditions you like -"
Li Shimin excitedly grabbed Wang Zi'an's shoulder and shook it vigorously - well, it didn't shake.
Wang Zi'an slapped his hand away.
What's wrong with these men in the Tang Dynasty? They're always in trouble.
"I can't tell, but you are quite a clever little kid, quite good at taking advantage of loopholes——"
Wang Zi'an looked at Li Shimin with a half-smile, and deliberately teased.
Seeing that her husband was deflated, Empress Changsun couldn't help but chuckle. Li Chengqian looked up at the sky and shook his shoulders. Princess Yuzhang buried her head deeper, fearing that she might laugh out loud. This is the first time she has seen her father in such a long life.
The emperor was ridiculed like this.
"Little friend Wang, is it possible that your sect has some regulations that do not allow this method to be spread outside?"
Seeing Wang Zi'an's appearance, Sun Simiao panicked before Li Shimin said anything. It would not be an exaggeration to say that a prescription like this, which can prevent wound infection, is secretly passed down by his master.
"That's not the case. That's okay, Lao Li, you can take care of this matter yourself. Just tell me when it's ready - but you have to control the output. I don't care about high-alcohol wine, but Erguotou is enough for us.
It’s enough for you to drink for yourself. You can’t sell it to others. I don’t need that little money..."
Wang Zi'an waved his hand obediently.
As a time traveler, how could he not know the huge profits contained in brewing wine.
It's just that he really didn't think about it.
Making some Erguotou is just for your own appetite. If it were done on a large scale, considering the current overall situation of Datang, it would be tantamount to competing with the people for food.
Before he found Champa rice or high-yield crops such as sweet potatoes, potatoes, and corn, he really had no idea of making wine.
He was not noble, but he also didn't want to eat steamed buns dipped in human blood. There were so many ways to make money, and there was no need for him to make the already scarce food supply worse for the Tang Dynasty.
When Li Shimin heard this, he couldn't help but be startled, and immediately a complicated look appeared in his eyes.
This Zian, although sometimes he looks very desperate for money, sometimes he is really detached and makes people admire him.
He could even imagine what it would be like if this method of brewing wine were passed into the hands of ordinary people.
But here in Wang Zi'an, the clouds are calm and the wind is gentle.
"Don't worry, I promise you, I will never let this kind of recipe spread -"
Li Shimin straightened his clothes with a serious look on his face and bowed deeply to Prince An.
"On behalf of all the people in the world, thank you——"
"My little friend is indeed a worldly master who is indifferent to fame and fortune. I was not wrong about the person!"
Sun Simiao couldn't help but look moved, and bowed deeply. There are many self-proclaimed moral people in the world, but there are only a few who can do this like Wang Zi'an.
Looking at the crowd who suddenly dwarfed by half, Wang Zi'an couldn't help but be speechless.
What on earth are you talking about? I don’t want to do this. That’s because I really don’t need money now, I don’t need money!
The property that has been determined is enough for me to lie on the golden mountain and be happy.
"I'm so—"
Wang Ziangang wanted to make a few excuses.
He was stopped by Mr. Sun Simiao.
"Little friend, you don't have to say anything, I understand, I understand everything!"
Looking at Sun Simiao and Wang He who looked admired, then at Li Shimin and Empress Changsun who looked touched, and then at Li Chengqian who looked shocked and Miss Yue'er whose eyes were full of little stars, Wang Zi'an waved his hand somewhat resignedly.
.
Forget it, it's really hard to communicate with you.
Looking at Wang Zi'an, and then at Sun Simiao, who was twirling his beard and asking for advice from Wang Zi'an seriously, Li Shimin and Empress Changsun couldn't help but look at each other, and their eyes fell on the little Sizi who was playing with the recliner happily.
"Zi'an, it's rare that you and Mr. Sun are both here today. I would like to ask you to help take a look at Xiao Sizi - Mr. Sun, this is the child you once diagnosed..."
Li Shimin said, stood up and bowed solemnly to the two people.
"Is this the child?"
When Sun Simiao heard this, he couldn't help but frown and looked at the little girl who had been pulled over by Queen Changsun.
He had an impression of this child. At that time, the child was still in his infancy and was dying. The doctors were at a loss. He happened to be visiting friends in Chang'an and was invited into the palace by Li Shimin. Although he was rescued at that time,
But this child was born with insufficient lung energy and was likely to die young.
"Let me take another look..."
The little Sizi sat there obediently and stretched out his hand obediently.
Sun Simiao put his hand on the little girl's pulse gate, closed his eyes and meditated. After a long time, he took his hand away from the little Sizi's pulse gate. Just when he was about to shake his head, he glanced at Wang Zi'an subconsciously, with a glimmer of hope in his eyes.
"Little friend Zian, why don't you come and take a look--"
Sun Simiao said, stood up and moved out of the way, making a gesture of invitation.
Wang Zi'an smiled and waved his hand.
"I've just seen it. The little girl has some congenital defects, but it's nothing serious. As long as she is properly nursed back to health, I can't say she can fully recover, but at least she can live a normal life without any problems -"
Wang Zi'an said, reaching out and touching Xiao Sizi's head.
"From now on, she needs to eat well, go out and do more activities when she has nothing to do, and don't stay stuck in the house all the time - by the way, does her problem get worse in spring and summer?"