Li Chengqian could be said to have high hopes for Deng Mao and other top craftsmen of the Tang Dynasty, and asked them to plough and trolley, but because the things involved, even if they have no theoretical foundation, can achieve the best results through repeated experiments.

This is a test for them and a proof of Li Chengqian's own ideas.

"Okay, this is probably what the situation is. You can discuss the specific size of the barrel cart you need to make and wait until you go back. If you need personnel, go to the manager of the mansion. Give you three months to give you three months. Before next spring plowing, Give will see the cross-use charts that can be used."

"promise."

Deng Mao and others, who were originally full of confidence, sat in the carriage dejectedly, like eggplant beaten by frost. On the way back to the city, Lao Lin sighed: "I knew that this thing was not so easy to do, otherwise we would not have been treated so well."

"This is actually a good thing. If the trolley we made can really meet His Highness's requirements, maybe it may become the exclusive craftsmen of the Sinong Temple in the future. I really don't want to go back to the prison place. Where are you?"

"I don't want to go back either, but this kind of thing is not something we can do whatever we want. Do you all know from the time we were released from the prison? We were borrowed from the Sinong Temple."

"Okay, don't talk so much. If you have time, think about the matter of the trolley. The prince has high hopes for us, and we can't let Your Highness down."

"Old Deng is right. No matter what, let's get out the trolley first. It's already winter is about four months away from the spring plowing next year. If you don't hurry up, it's probably difficult to complete the tasks assigned by Your Highness."

Several people sat on the carriage with a light board, and they just talked and devoted themselves to the production and shape of the barrel carriage. As the top craftsmen in the Tang Dynasty, no matter which carpenters, blacksmiths, or other jobs, several people had some knowledge. They communicated effortlessly, and soon made plans and decided to go to the riverbed to make a barrel carriage for experiments tomorrow.

On the other side, Li Chengqian, who was about to leave, was entangled by Sun Simiao who was staying aside. The old Taoist priest seemed to care about his identity as the prince at all. He seized the opportunity and came over: "Your Highness is so hard for me to hide it."

Li Chengqian beat him up: "Doctor Sun, I heard that in the eyes of doctors, there is only the difference between a patient and a healthy person. Whether or not the prince or not seems to be very important to you."

Sun Simiao was stunned for a moment and smiled: "Your Highness is right, I am so clichéd."

Li Chengqian smiled and shook his head: "By the way, the miracle doctor is going back to the city, right? I'm going to go back too, so why not be the same car?"

This is actually just to be polite. Although Li Chengqian needs a miracle doctor like Sun Simiao to be by his side, he has been annoyed by Lao Sun these two days.

Unexpectedly, Lao Sun took it seriously.

"It's great. I just happened to have some questions to ask Your Highness for advice. I can't ask for the same car as Your Highness."

“???”

Is this a shot of himself in the foot?

Li Chengqian smiled mechanically, greeted Liu Renshi, and got on the carriage directly. Sun Simiao followed closely. The carriage started to move under Xi Junpeng, and Wang Da and Wang Er followed.

After Sun Simiao got on the carriage, he immediately asked Li Chengqian about alcohol. The prince was forced to do nothing, so he had to use what he heard to be perfunctory.

It’s really not that he doesn’t want to tell Lao Sun, but because Li Chengqian himself doesn’t know what to say. Without a microscope, you talked about bacteria to an ancient person. Isn’t this a joke?

So, no matter how Lao Sun asked, Li Chengqian just asked and didn't know anything after asking. When he was forced to do so, he said directly: "Doctor Sun, just let me go. I really don't know what's going on. You are a professional doctor. I don't even count as a half-baked one. In terms of medical skills, I have ten or nine orifices... I don't know anything."

"How is this possible? Those cows obviously have no inflammation. This means that using wine to wash the wound is effective, and washing the wound with wine is yours. Your Highness, this matter is related to the people of the world. You cannot cherish it."

"I……"

Li Chengqian was so angry that he didn't know what to say. He knocked on the carriage board and shouted at Xi Junmai outside: "Xi Junmai, have you not had lunch? It's so slow to drive a car, and it's faster."

"Ah? Oh!"

Xi Junmai responded, lifted the stiff rope, and a "car" was about to blurt out...

A group of people suddenly came out at the corner of the street. After seeing Li Chengqian's carriage, the leader immediately rushed towards the carriage: "Chengqian, Chengqian, stop, stop quickly, Chengqian, stop and save people!"

Xi Junmai was so scared that she almost bit her tongue and quickly tightened the reins: "Wow..."

Bang...

Li Chengqian fell directly from the carriage to the other end and bumped into Sun Simiao. Before he could react, the door of the carriage had been pulled open from outside, revealing Cheng Chumo's big head: "Chengqian, hurry up, save people!"

"Save people? Who can I save?"

Li Chengqian looked outside in a daze. The next moment, he saw a bloody man being carried by two people and appeared beside the carriage.

Li Chengqian's eyes froze: "What's going on?"

"The operation error was blown up." Cheng Chumo slapped the shaft of the car in annoyance, glanced at the guy who was already in a semi-coma, and said anxiously to Li Chengqian: "Oh, don't talk so much, hurry up and carry the person to your car and ask a doctor for treatment. It's too late to come."

"Come on, there is a doctor in my car, a miracle doctor."

Life is at stake, and Li Chengqian cannot do anything that he will never save him, let alone Sun Simiao is in the car. Who else in the Tang Dynasty has better medical skills than this old man?

The person injured by the bomb was quickly carried into the carriage. The carriage, which had a lot of space, immediately became very crowded because of the extra wounded. Cheng Chumo, who wanted to keep up, found out that this situation without saying a word, pulled Wang Da, who was accompanying him off from the horse and rode himself up.

In the carriage, Sun Simiao had already begun to check the injured person's injuries. While urging Xi Jun to buy speed, Li Chengqian shouted to Cheng Chumo who was following him: "What the hell is going on? Didn't I tell you to be careful when fiddling with those things? Why did you still hurt someone?"

Cheng Chumo outside was anxious and expressed his expression: "Stop talking about this now, Cheng Qian, please help me see if my brother is still saved!"

"What? Brother Ya? Is this Chu Liang?"

Li Chengqian's face also changed, and he immediately turned around and looked at the blood gourd in the car.
Chapter completed!