Zhang Xiaobao was shocked, and his eyes at Seymour Tamahe became no longer friendly.

Seymour Tamahe didn't know what was going on with him, and was still explaining: "I said I would follow your instructions and kill the sick."

"Don't, don't say that I'm not so ruthless yet. If it's an enemy, I'll just be happy if you all die. However, now you are my people, and not slaves."

Zhang Xiaobao said to Seymour Tamahe in a firm tone, staring at the other party.

Seymour Tamahe was stunned: "Then, what do you want me to gather the sick people together?"

"You are usually not old here. Because you die from illness or other problems, you are basically not very dangerous now. We have a medical team, so you can give you a simple treatment.

Not only those who are sick, but also yours, you have to cut your hair and take a hot bath. I have medicine specifically for bathing, and then change into new clothes. If you don’t have new clothes, you will find a piece of cloth to cover it."

Zhang Xiaobao once again felt the cruelty of the slavery, and this indifference to life was more thorough than himself and Juanjuan.

I and Juanjuan also kill people, and I even use various means to eliminate each other from the enemy's fundamentals. This does not mean that I do not know how to respect life. I will also feel uncomfortable when I kill people. I just do it for the benefit of the Tang Dynasty. There is nothing right or wrong.

I never said that after they surrendered, they would give enough food to mine, and they used the captive's physical strength instead of life. The work they did was indeed dangerous, but that kind of danger was probabilistic, and it was dangerous for anyone to do it, not because of the captive's work.

However, the rulers under the slave system did not treat slaves as humans at all. They seemed so easy when they were killed. It was no different from killing a chicken, or even slaughtering it. It was no different from using boiling oil soup to eat meat with a live donkey.

Wang Juan's brows were also frowning. She never thought that her hands were clean. If a soldier was not covered with blood, he would be a soldier? She had also slaughtered the villages of Tubo people, killing both young and old, but that was external. Now Seymour Tamohe has understood the massacre inside.

No wonder Duoduo doesn't want to return to the tribe, no wonder the local tribes do not have that great sense of resistance. It's not that they don't know how to unite, but that their leaders are too easy to abandon them.

If they had no religious beliefs, they would have been done long ago.

"I heard that, it's not that you were asked to kill, but that we will treat it." Wang Juan's eyes at Seymotamohe were filled with coldness.

Seymour Tamahe couldn't help but tremble. After reacting, he nodded repeatedly: "Yes, yes, I know, you are treating them. I will first agree that I have nothing to exchange for your...this...that's the effort you do when doing things."

"Our medical services are free. I didn't expect you to provide anything, please arrange it." Zhang Xiaobao took the conversation, and then didn't want to see Seymotamohe again, so he pulled Wang Juan away.

Seymotamoha stood there, looking at the two people who were away, and the guards who appeared one by one, hiding in the dark, sighed and murmured: "I had known that you were not going to kill people, I wouldn't say killing them. Anyway, the old and the weak would still die slowly. When I was on the way, I would see if you could save them. You don't understand the cruelty here."

Seymour Tamohe felt that he was right, and he actually wanted to kill many burdens. He thought it was useless to leave those people behind. In the past, he always sent old people who had no power or were sick outside, so that they could contribute to themselves at the last moment of their lives.

With a sneer, Seymotamohe touched the small bottle containing the medicine in his arms, and walked towards his "palace" without any haste.

*******

"A race that does not understand love will not survive. They will eventually be ruled or curbed by others. He is probably still thinking. We do not understand the situation here. There are many people in the team who are weak and old and young, and they think that our kindness is ridiculous.

But he never thought that without such kindness, we would not have the status of the Tang Dynasty today. Should the old and the weak give up? If we lose and run away, we might choose to give up, but we will definitely not be so calm. I believe that I will be awakened by nightmare every night.

I saw Seymour Tamahe's hesitation. At that moment, I didn't know whether he didn't want to kill, or whether he was considering killing whom, and whether he would take this opportunity to eliminate disobedient people.

Therefore, only rulers who recognize their own power and responsibilities are qualified to survive in this world. Otherwise, when the people know that there are other rulers of other countries to care for their people, they will inevitably have a rebellious mentality.

At the same time, the foundation of this country will also be shaken. You will find that even if you do not give it advanced weapons, there will be many people who will be violently injured and killed in the country, which is more violent than the ruler who gives it advanced weapons but knows how to care for the people or fear the violent deaths of the country."

Zhang Xiaobao was stimulated by Seymour Tamaha. When he spoke, he was thinking about how to find an opportunity to kill Seymour Tamaha. Such people cannot be kept.

If you want to achieve certain political goals, you can send Seymotamoha to do things that harm others. When he reaches the anger of heaven and people, he will come forward to kill Seymotamoha himself, and I believe he will get the favor of those who have been bullied by him.

But obviously it is not possible. In that case, your heart will become dirty. Send someone to do it, and use the lives of the people you do to achieve your goal, which is worse than doing it yourself.

"What do you mean is to give everyone in the Tang Dynasty a gun?" Wang Juan turned his head and asked.

"What's wrong? Do you think that a gun must be used to kill people? As long as the law against grassroots people is relatively fair, even if they have the means to kill people who make them angry, they will not use it. The one who kills people is not a gun.

If possible, I will not only give guns to the people of the Tang Dynasty, but also tell them that if an official oppresses you and when you don’t have the chance to send a telegram to the Telegraph Bureau and your life is threatened, then shoot, shoot at that official, and shoot at the person who threatens your life!”

Zhang Xiaobao spoke more than shooting, with a sneer on the corner of his mouth.

"As long as you ask, the Tang Dynasty will be in chaos. Well, at least the corrupt officials and illegitimate officials in the Tang Dynasty will think so. No need to say it, I'll tell you for you."

Wang Juan knocked Zhang Xiaobao's hand that was lifting the gun and said.

She actually understood that saying that many people died from guns in other countries is actually a one-sided view. More countries without guns die under knives and bricks. When everyone has a gun, they naturally know how to respect life. When everyone has their own car, they naturally don’t think that pedestrians must let me leave first.

Respect comes from the same social status, which depends on efforts and efforts. Whether efforts and efforts have results, or the probability of forming theoretical results lies in the policies of the ruling class of this society.

"So, we must cherish this era, maintain the development of economy and technology, stabilize traditional morality, strengthen the law, and a stable social environment. Even rulers must be in the interests of most people when doing things."

Zhang Xiaobao said in a summary.

Wang Juan smiled: "Does Li Longji have to compromise?"

"Xiao Li is actually quite cute." Zhang Xiaobao also smiled.

"Where are you cute? What are you looking at?" Wang Juan saw Zhang Xiaobao looking around and following him.

"I saw if there was any spy, but we were in the palace and someone provided information. Do you think he was not adorable?"

"He has no choice."

"Just kill us."

"He is not stupid. He still wants to be the emperor. I guess he is missing us at this moment, so let us go back soon. He is very traveling."

"This shows that his power is restricted. Even if he can tolerate national turmoil, he cannot tolerate the powerful weapons of the unknown country, which are sent from thousands of miles away to attack the nine heavens. If he reaches this level, he will probably have other ideas."

"Then he has to wait."

"Should you wait. Are you all waiting?"

Zhang Xiaobao and Wang Juan chatted all the way back to the camp, and happened to see the little guys busy there.

A large basin filled with a lot of yellow and black...scrambled eggs? On the other side was a chopping board. Xiaobei and others washed the small vegetable from the water and handed it to Xu Yilong. Xu Yilong held the small vegetable with one knife and the other hand. He cut it hard.

"Be careful, don't cut your hands. Our knife is very fast. You can do it one by one, don't think that 'Doudodo' is as flexible as the logistics master in the team. When you find that you are uncomfortable cutting vegetables, you have to stop and adjust, instead of thinking that the vegetables are only a little left behind and cut them over. Do you understand?"

Xiao Bei was holding a few washed vegetables in his hand, watching Xu Yilong cut it nervously, and kept her mouth shut.

Xu Yilong was sweating profusely. Judging from the muscles on his arms that were exposed on his sleeves, he knew how nervous he was, but he was still persevering, and replied to Xiao Bei's words while cutting.

"I know, I've recorded it all, but you know a lot. I'm far worse than Xiaoqiang and Xiaogang."

"Then you have to cut it, let them cut it." Xiaobei glanced at Xiaoqiang and Xiaogang who were kneading and said to Xu Yilong.

"How can you do dangerous things? Otherwise, Xiaobao and Juanjuan will not dare to imagine the consequences when they see them. You said that if the knife is not sharpened so quickly, wouldn't it be..."

"You can cut off your hands. Only a blunt knife can hurt people. Xiaobei and the others usually use knives very quickly. Not to mention blowing hair and breaking hair, as long as your hand touches it, it will inevitably break."

Zhang Xiaobao's voice came over.

"Brother, sister, you are back. We are cutting the stuffing. We originally wanted to chop it, but if we found that once I chop it, all the dishes would have gone, so we had to cut it. Why, brother."

Xiaobei grabbed Xiaogencai and ran to Zhang Xiaobao. While speaking, he handed Xiaogencai's head to Zhang Xiaobao's mouth for him to eat.

Zhang Xiaobao hid backwards: "Who puts the mountain garlic together as a small vegetable? The color and size are different, so don't take a good look."

"Oh, I know there are only a few mountain garlics. They are not easy to eat raw. They are too spicy. This thing is useless. Brother, why do you think you can fly when you chop it?" Xiao Bei retracted his hand and looked at it. Isn't it? Is mountain garlic there? It's purple-skinned.

"This is physics knowledge. If you want things to fly out during the process of stress, you must control the conduction of force and the physical characteristics of the current object. On the contrary, you must not let things fly, and you must also control it. The easier things are cut, the less easy things are to fly. Therefore, when processing metal parts, there are two ways to cut vegetables, one is like me."

Zhang Xiaobao said as he stepped forward, picked up another kitchen knife next to him, took the mixture of small vegetables and mountain garlic from Xiaobei's hand, placed it on the cutting board, the knife was raised and dropped. After a few strokes, the thing was cut into small pieces, and then continued, and turned into a smaller structure.

"This is familiarity with tools and familiarity with what is being cut, and also the control of force. Practice makes perfect. It is very simple, but it requires persistence."

"Wow, brother is so awesome." Xiao Bei clapped his hands and shouted.

Xu Yilong stopped his movements and listened carefully. He knew how Xiaobao was cooking, but he had only eaten them before and had never seen Xiaobao make them. Today he was considered an eye-opener, so why couldn't he chop them away? The knife was obviously not a cutting action.

Zhang Xiaobao continued: "There is another way, it's much simpler. Take all the dishes you have washed."

A few little guys brought the things up and piled them together. Zhang Xiaobao gathered them together, and then started chopping them with a knife, saying while chopping them: "This method is to use other things to block the vegetables that are about to fly out, pile them up, and chop them in the middle, but they are actually flying, but they are blocked, provided that the chopping board must be firmly fixed, otherwise the vibration generated by the chopping board will still shake the things away as the force of the chopping board is subjected to the force.

If you observe more in your daily life, you will find that the thickness of the chopping board used for cutting vegetables does not matter, but the chopping board used for chopping must be thick wood and it is integrated, not sticking to a few pieces of bamboo.

But we cannot place metal plates, springs and shock absorbers on the cutting board, which will reduce the kinetic energy of our falling knife. We need a tool table that can relieve force and eat and live in the food and accommodation, so that we can use it to chop.

This is actually the simplest physical analysis and application. When cutting vegetables and diversion is needed, heating is also inseparable from physics when cooking. We also need to pay attention to chemical reactions. Putting different ingredients together will produce toxic substances, which is called the mutual generation and mutual restraint of ingredients.

The purpose of learning knowledge is to apply it. You should act more and do your job purposefully when you have nothing to do. This not only promotes your hands-on ability, but also deepens your mastery and understanding of knowledge."

After Zhang Xiaobao finished speaking, the vegetables on the chopping board were chopped and a few pieces of crumbs flew, but most of them were fine. This belongs to the normal category. The first-class chef also flew the vegetables and cut them if they wanted to not fly. Of course, there are also "experts" who cut the things away when cutting vegetables.

"We will think more about how to play in the future." Xiao Bei understood and said happily.

Xu Yilong looked even more grateful. He knew that Xiaobao was telling him that he could come into contact with many books, but after reading them, he just read them. He never thought that physics and chemistry were used like this when cooking.
Chapter completed!