A Red Flower Set Up a Guard?
Penicilin, also known as Penicilin!
It was the world's first class of antibiotics, and it had an unrivaled treatment effect against bacteria.
Even if it was a hundred years later, before Zhang Xueming was reborn, it would still be an essential medicine in the hospital.
This thing was a great killing weapon.
Especially now that it was World War I, where a large number of gunshot wounds, trench feet, scarlet fever, and even rabies could be treated with penicillin.
If this was produced and sold outside.
His newly established family would have a more stable source of income.
The most important thing was…
With this thing, the European countries could fight for a little longer.
Zhang Xueming was basically letting the countries in Europe bleed again.
A few more white devils died.
Why not?
Thinking of this, Zhang Xueming became even more relaxed!
In an instant.
Gu Ruiyu's snow-white face turned red, and her eyeballs rolled up.
The next morning.
Zhang Xueming jumped off the carriage in high spirits.
He was going to check on the progress of the project and find a factory to set up the penicillin production line.
But at this moment, he saw Zhang Shuzhen squatting beside him in her dog fur coat.
Seeing Zhang Xueming get out of the car, she cracked a smile while eating melon seeds.
"Grandpa! Are you done?"
艹!
At this moment, Zhang Xueming suddenly remembered the famous saying left behind by many people in the future when they found a girlfriend in the northeast.
"You're not looking for a girlfriend at all. You're looking for a good brother!”
Zhang Xueming took a deep breath, and an inexplicable smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.
Those who knew his personality would definitely understand.
Zhang Xueming was preparing to set them up!
"Zhang Shuzhen, how long have you been squatting here?”
"Hehe, two is ready!"
"Whoa! After listening for so long? Are you itching?"
"Don't! I have something serious to tell you!"
"Wait a minute. I'm in a good mood today, so I won't ask about the proper matters.”
......
Seeing Zhang Xueming leave, Gu Ruiyu let out a long sigh of relief. She struggled to get her hand off the carriage beam.
He hung up for the entire night.
Her arm was finally free.
However, just as Gu Ruiyu was so tired that she didn't want to move and just wanted to catch up on her sleep.
However, he saw Zhang Xueming return.
She was so scared that her soul almost left her body.
She couldn't help but lament like Concubine Yang.
"This slave is buried here today!"
Killing someone was just a matter of nodding one's head on the ground, but in Zhang Xueming's hands, it was like being beaten to death by a wooden club!
However, this time…
Zhang Xueming seemed to have brought helpers!
Soon, Zhang Xueming could see the difference in the two women's cultivation techniques.
Zhang Shuzhen was born a bandit. She practiced martial arts all year round and had a fierce personality, so her muscles were very strong. She walked the path of a tough bridge and a tough horse!
It was as if he was indifferent to life and death and would fight if he was not satisfied.
Moreover, she had a strong desire to win. From time to time, she would lose her temper and want to kill him!
It felt like a high-powered motorcycle that had not been adjusted properly!
The streets exploded.
She could get into a car accident at any time.
On the other hand, Gu Ruiyu was a famous actress in Beijing opera. Although she also practiced martial arts, it was a different type. Compared to Zhang Shuzhen, one was a killing technique, while she was at most a 'dancing technique'!
Although her strength was lacking, she was extremely flexible!
The classic songs of Peking opera, such as "Playing with Pearls","Picking Up the Rolls","Kokou Kung Fu","Fishing for the Moon in the Sea","Two Dragons Playing with Pearls"!
As long as you can think of a song!
Gu Ruiyu could even perform it for you.
.............
Another wasted day.
Zhang Xueming was finally satisfied. He patted Zhang Shuzhen who was beside him.
"Hey, I remember. Didn't you look for me for something serious?”
At this moment, Zhang Shuzhen did not even want to move.
"I forgot!"
"It's fine. I have the Great Memory Recovery Spell!”
Feeling her body fill up again, Zhang Shuzhen hurriedly retreated.
"I remember now!" she said. Master, can I get a guard?”
"Guards? You want to ride a horse and play with guns, right?"
Zhang Shuzhen was born a bandit and had been dancing since she was young. These days, she had seen Zhang Xueming's cavalry attack cities and destroy mountains and temples. She had long been convinced by the strength of the Feng army.
For the past few days, she had been pestering Zhang Xueming every day. She wanted to ride the English warm-blooded horse that Little Liuzi had given her and play with the C92 box cannon.
Zhang Xueming saw that she had been performing well these past few days and did whatever he asked her to do, so he simply gave her two shell guns.
As expected of this woman. She had just gotten a new gun and had found two pieces of red cloth from god knows where. She directly wrapped them around the belt of the shell gun and swaggered around the market every day. It was very impressive.
In the entire camp, no one dared to provoke her.
It was great now!
He had a gun and a horse.
She also wanted to form a guard.
Why don't you go to heaven!
however
Zhang Xueming's heart skipped a beat as if he had thought of something.
This Zhang Shuzhen seemed to have a special attribute called the Bandit King!
'Bandit King: Subduing bandit troops, there is a chance to directly convert them into a regular army.'
This attribute was too powerful!
Back then, our party's troops fought more and more, relying on the transformation of prisoners of war.
Sometimes, if the political work was done well, the captives captured today would become glorious revolutionary soldiers tomorrow, and they would directly counterattack the Guo Party with guns.
Zhang Xueming was moved.
"It's not impossible for you to form a guard!”
"However…"
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