After the initial panic, Zhao Lang and the fishermen gradually got along well.

He could also tell some short stories, so even the children in the fishing village gradually got close to him.

After a lunch of salted fish, Zhao Lang had become a distinguished guest in the fishing village.

This scene was a bit difficult for Brother Hai to accept. He wanted to say that this immortal master was not a good person either.

But now no one seems to care about him anymore.

Before Zhao Lang left, he gave Yudan some money again.

By the way, I was given an extremely easy task.

"Yudan, your first task is to buy some new boats, and then look for where there are a lot of shells around."

One is to prepare cement for preliminary experiments, and the other is to let the other party slowly obey.

You can make money by looking for shells, so Yudan agreed without any hesitation.

When leaving, Mr. Qin also rode his little donkey and set off with them.

It's just that on the road, I don't seem to be very interested in dying.

Zhao Lang ignored him and instead chatted and laughed with Mr. Qin.

If we only look at Zhao Lang's knowledge, no one in the entire world can surpass him.

So the two of them talked happily.

However, the other party asked him several times about the resurrection, but Zhao Lang avoided answering.

During the rest break on the way, I finally couldn't bear it anymore.

"Master, why don't you want Brother Hai? I think he is much better than fish balls!"

In Gosei's eyes, Yudan is a traitor who betrayed his own people, but Brother Hai is a loyal person.

Zhao Lang said lightly,

"People like Brother Hai don't give in easily, but as long as I control the whole village, am I still afraid that he will disobey me?"

I was stunned for a moment and suddenly realized.

But he said with some hesitation,

"Master, if we do this, will there be some..."

I didn’t say anything about what happened next.

Zhao Lang did not answer directly, but asked,

"What do you think of Brother Hai's life?"

I thought about it for a while and said it honestly,

"It's extremely poor. I saw that the clothes on many people were in tatters."

"Then if I give them money and ask them to do things for me, am I helping them?"

Go to hell and nodded.

"That's it, they make money and I save trouble."

"It's just that Brother Hai feels a little uncomfortable, but in the long run, it will be good for everyone."

"Why should we care what means are used."

Although I feel something is wrong, I can't say it, I can only agree.

When Mr. Qin on the side heard this, a subtle smile appeared on his face.

Walking slowly all the way, the group of people almost arrived near Zhuangzi.

Damn it they relaxed too.

Although I only went out for a few days, I was tight almost every day.

Zhao Lang looked back at this time and asked,

"Has the team behind us been following us for a long time?"

After thinking about it for a while, he said,

"Master, it should be fine. I remember that this team was originally in front of us, but we overtook them."

"Probably a traveling businessman."

Zhao Lang nodded, maybe he was too worried.

But he knew that the Zhao family would not give up just like that.

Sooner or later we have to find an opportunity to deal with these people.

Soon we arrived at Zhuangzi. Someone had already reported the news, and Wangcai was waiting at the door.

"Sir! You are back! Hot water and meals are already being prepared."

The whole Zhuangzi suddenly became lively.

Zhao Lang let them move freely, and he took Mr. Qin to the place where the wounded had rested.

"Mr. Qin, the injured here still need your care for their subsequent recovery."

Mr. Qin said at this time,

"Is this what you said about letting me retire in Zhuangzi?"

Zhao Lang could no longer blush at this time,

"Mr. Qin treats illnesses and saves people. Saving other people is saving, and the person who saves me is also saving."

Facing Zhao Lang's fallacy, Mr. Qin nodded and said,

"That makes sense, but..."

Zhao Lang said with great understanding,

"Don't worry, I will give you the cardiopulmonary resuscitation method right away."

"CPR? That's a good name."

Mr. Qin touched his beard,

"Can you practice some practice now?"

Zhao Lang returned,

"No problem, I can tell you how to do it."

Zhao Lang quickly told the other party the method, and there was nothing to hide.

Damn it, they all know these first aid methods.

What's more, Zhao Lang has no intention of letting Mr. Qin leave again.

Mr. Qin frowned slightly,

"It's just words, but it's shallow after all. Can you find someone to put it into practice?"

Zhao Lang said with a smile,

"Mr. Qin, this kind of cardiac arrest is not something we encounter very often."

Mr. Qin thought for a while and asked with some sincerity,

"Are there any Huns or Hu slaves in your farm? Do you think you can do what you did to A Hai? I want to try it myself."

Zhao Lang was stunned. Are all the doctors in Da Qin so tough?

In order to test a method, you actually use real people?!

You know, cardiopulmonary resuscitation is not successful every time.

What about the benevolence of the doctors that they say they should do?

Naturally, Zhao Lang did not agree to such an inhumane thing.

Of course, it is definitely not because Zhuangzi did not have Huns and barbarian slaves.

Mr. Qin could only shake his head regretfully, but soon he was attracted by the condition of the wounded.

"Alang, why are these wounded people bandaged so strangely?"

"Why are we boiling cloth in this pot..."

It wasn't until Zhao Lang handed the wooden slips of the first aid manual he had carved to Mr. Qin that he calmed down.

Two teenagers were arranged to take care of each other, and Zhao Lang quickly ran away.

Otherwise, if this continues, he will never be able to escape today.

In the evening, Wangcai reported the situation,

"Sir, we have contacted several Zhuangzi and are recruiting nearby refugees."
To be continued...