Chapter 14 Save People ()

After joining with Shidsyi and others, the salt transport team immediately left the city.

As soon as several people left the city gate, they heard a team of officers and soldiers running out on horseback.

"Chasing, don't let them run away. There are thousands of Red Turban Army families inside." With the shouts, a group of Yuan soldiers rushed out like lightning.

"As these days, there are really chaos. There are Liu Futong in the north, Guo Zixing in the west, and Xu Shouhui in the south. It is said that they are all Red Turban Army. I don't know when the Yuan Dynasty can hold on to it." Lu Zhen said.

"Don't talk nonsense." Zhang Yang looked at Lu Zhen who was indifferent, "It's still in the territory of Taizhou. If someone passes your words to the prefect, we will all be killed."

"That's right, if you want to die, jump into the river. Don't implicate us." Shi Xin also said proudly. "But with your water nature, you may not be able to drown you."

"Stop talking, let's go back to the ship quickly." Zhang Yang stopped Shixin. Although everyone was just talking, the disaster came from the mouth and it was safe to return to the ship.

The group came to the boat, put down the shoulder pole, and breathed a sigh of relief.

"Drive the boat!" Zhang Yang said.

Shid and Shiyi worked together to lift the heavy iron anchor from the bottom of the river.

Li Bosheng untied the rope tied to the wooden stakes on the shore, and the bamboo pole pushed the river bank hard, and the hull began to move slowly.

Pan Yuanming and Pan Yuanshao raised the sails on the mast on the deck. The sails were full of energy and immediately bulged, and the hull began to accelerate.

"It was against the wind when we went back, so we sailed a little slower." Shi Xin felt that the wind was wrong, and when we came, it was against the wind when we went back.

Just like last time, Zhang Yang gave each person one hundred cents. This time he left in a hurry and did not give it to everyone in Taizhou City, so that everyone could buy something and bring it back.

This time I sold private salt and made more than ten taels of silver. Apart from the deposits distributed to everyone and the deposits in the blacksmith shop, there were still ten taels of silver left, which was already a lot of money.

But Zhang Yang was not satisfied. After the sales channel was opened, he should expand his production scale, so that the profit would double.

Also, the piece of iron ore in your pocket is also a good way to make a fortune. The Red Turban Army is everywhere and wars are everywhere. The consumption of this weapon must be very powerful. If I use modern methods to refine iron in large quantities and sell it to the Red Turban Army, it can not only attack the rule of the Yuan Dynasty, but also bring benefits to myself. It is the best of both worlds.

In the era when I lived, arms business was definitely a big business that made money. Americans always added two more zeros to the price of their own equipment. The light weapons exported by their own country to other countries did not add zeros, but only exchanged the name coins for US dollars.

Arms are absolutely huge profits.

However, you must have the ability. First of all, if you do a salt and iron business, you must have the ability to protect yourself. Otherwise, if you have money to make money and spend your life, it will be useless. Secondly, you must have enough staff. With these dozen people now, you will not be exhausted. Which big company does not have hundreds of employees?

Just as I was thinking, I heard someone shouting, "There are people in the water."

Zhang Yang looked up and saw Shixin and Li Bosheng pointing at the water surface. Following the direction of their fingers, Zhang Yang saw a gray thing floating on it, still moving, probably someone.

The man also saw the salt boat and swam over hard.

Gradually the other party was approaching, and everyone was surprised: there was an arrow inserted on the other party's back, and the feathers at the tail were still shaking in the wind.

Everyone vaguely guessed that the other party was the Red Turban Army that escaped from Taizhou City, which means that it was a wanted criminal from the court. Should I save it or not?

If everyone doesn’t save him, this person will definitely die. If he saves him, he may cause trouble.

Everyone turned their attention to Zhang Yang.

"Pull him up." Zhang Yang said.

There are no other ships around except his own salt ship. If he rescues him now, he will not be discovered. Moreover, the other party may be the Qianhumen of the Red Turban Army, and he is also a senior leading cadre. He should be able to get some useful information from him.

In this era, there was no television, no Internet, and no channel for information circulation. The little information I have now mastered was circulated by the people. After oral transmission from countless people, it has long changed.

Information is the most important thing at any time.

A man was wet and was pulled onto the boat.

Although he was lying in the cabin, he could see that this person was very burly, more than eight feet tall (about 23.5 cm in ancient times) looked pretty, with two arms and Kong Wu strong, but the back was blood red, and the arrows inserted into his body were a little scared.

The man looked around and several people surrounded him. Looking at their clothes, they should be salt people transporting salt. He just saw the salt ship flag floating on the bow of the ship.

"Thank you for your help, I will never thank you." The man said, coughed twice and spit out a sip of water.

In order to avoid the pursuers, I had to jump out of the river, but I was still hit by another arrow. After swimming for more than half an hour, I had already lost my strength. I was just supporting myself with a sense of faith. Now that I was rescued on the boat, I felt that my whole body was suddenly exhausted.

"Wow, does that hurt when the arrow pierces you? Do you want me to pull it out for you?" Shi Xin said in a strange tone.

The man turned up and sat up.

The blood was still flowing down, and the man's face turned paler.

"Thank you, please help me pull out the arrow." The man said.

Shi Yi had already found a towel from the back compartment and rolled it up two rolls.

"Open your mouth." Shiyi said.

The man opened his mouth and Shi Yi stuffed a towel into the man's mouth, which prevented excessive pain from biting the tongue.

"Get tight." Shiyi said.

"I'll do it!" Shi Xin was eager to try this.

Everyone looked at Shixin and said, "Why did this guy have no sympathy at all, and he even had fun with him."

"Be careful, the speed should be fast, accurate, and take it out in one go." Shi Yi ordered.

"Okay, I understand. Go away." Shi Xin said.

Shi Xin stood behind the man, holding the arrow shaft in both hands, and said, "Are you ready? I'm going to pull it out."

The man nodded.

Shi Xin used both hands at the same time.

"Ah..." Although I was biting the towel, I still heard the painful sound in the man's throat.

"Ah..." Shi Xin also shouted, and the moment he pulled out the arrow, blood spurted all over him.

The arrow is with a barb. When you pull out the arrow, even the meat near the arrow is turned out, making people unable to bear to look at it again.

The man was almost fainted. Shi Yi took off the towel from his mouth, and he was so weak that he was about to fall down.

He pointed to his chest and said, "There are golden sore medicines here..."

Before he finished speaking, he rolled his eyes and fainted.

"Hey, wake up!" Shi Xin patted his face without reaction.

Shi Xin touched his chest and found a few taels of silver and a small bottle. He took it out.

Take out the small bottle and "apply the medicine to him." He turned around and put the broken silver on his hands.

"Give him the money back." Shiyi said.

Although Shi Xin acted quickly and had hidden the few people next to him, he could not hide the Shi Yi who supported the injured man.

"I rescued him and drew an arrow for him, just treating it as a wage. How could I do nothing, right? Brother?" Shi Xin asked Zhang Yang.

"Give it back to others." Zhang Yang kept watching the process of treating the man. This man was worthy of being a hero. He could tolerate such severe pain. This man must be a well-known figure. It would be great if he could use it for himself.

"A gentleman loves money and gets it well." Zhang Yang began to scold Shixin, "We sell salt to make money. This is our ability. If you take other people's money like this, what is the difference between stealing? Only this time, I will not be the case."

Shit took the golden sore medicine next to him and applied it to his wound.

The golden sore medicine is very effective and the blood stops immediately.

"Okay, I can't die." Shi Xin said.

Zhang Yang shook his head. He knew that taking out the arrow and stopping the bleeding was just the first step. The most important thing was to prevent wound infection!

He had soaked in water for so long just now, and once the wound was infected, it would become inflamed. In this era, there was no penicillin. Once it became inflamed, it would be fatal.
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