Cultivation Starts From Planting Sweet Potatoes

After dealing with the more than ten bandits staying in the valley, there were only a few women left, all of whom were apparently robbed by the bandits.

Zhang He tortured these women, temporarily locked them in a wooden house, and then searched around the gangster's den.

Rummaging in the wooden house where the bandit leader Jiang Tianba lived, he found about two or three taels of silver under his pillow.

Afterwards, nothing valuable was found. Although Zhang He had no experience, he still felt that the bandit was a little too poor and lost his status as a bandit.

He was a little reconciled, and searched again, but still found nothing.

Just when he turned around to leave, he found that the big bed seemed to be moved frequently, and the ground was scratched. Who would move the bed often when they are free.

Immediately he moved the bed to the side, and found that there was a layer of loose fine soil under the bed. After sweeping the soil away, there was a stone slab underneath.

Uncovering the stone slab, there was a ceramic jar underneath. Zhang He carried it out, and it felt quite heavy.

The cover of the altar was opened, and there were small pieces of silver ingots inside. After counting it, there were about sixty taels.

One tael of silver is equal to one penny, equal to one thousand wen.

Unexpectedly, a small bandit den could gather so much wealth.

Zhang He put all the silver into the space, and then continued to search other places, and soon he found the warehouse where the other party stored grain.

Three feet above the ground, a house was built out of wood, and it was already filled with this year's new grain.

There are rice, corn, and soybeans in it, and the total amount is at least 10,000 to 20,000 catties.

After leaving the warehouse, nothing of value was found elsewhere.

At this time, Ma Gan had already arrived with a team of people. Everyone was overjoyed to see the grain in that warehouse. They had never seen so much grain in such a big place.

"You gather all the valuable things together and temporarily stay overnight. I will go back first and arrange someone to carry them tomorrow morning."

There is too much food here, and it will not be able to be moved in a short time. Zhang He ordered Ma Gan to lead people to stay behind, while he rode back to Qifeng Mountain.

At the foot of Qifeng Mountain, old man Zhang was still instructing people to carry the corpse.

This time, seven guards and dozens of coolies were killed on the Qifeng Mountain side, and dozens of people were also killed on the bandit side.

The bandit leader was captured alive by Fat Tiger and kept in the sheep pen.

Now there are too many corpses to be overly particular about. Regardless of the corpses of coolies or bandits, they were all moved up and piled up, ready to be buried early tomorrow morning.

The only difference between the two is that the corpse of the coolie still retains the last dignity and can keep the clothes on his body.

The bandits who were killed in front of them were stripped of all their clothes, and not a single thread was left for the other party.

No one has any extra clothes these days, and no one cares about the clothes ripped off from corpses.

If you don't like it, you can take these clothes to the market and sell them for money, and then exchange them for other things.

But the treatment of the seven guards who died in this battle was much better. Not only did they keep their personal clothes, but they had already wrapped their bodies in sackcloth at this time, and it was said that a coffin would be prepared for them at that time.

This made all the coolies envious of the treatment of the guards. They ate better than them, and now they have better treatment after death.

Although everyone hasn't died yet, and I don't know what it's like, but I still think this kind of grand burial is better.

In addition to those who died on the spot this time, there were also many injured, especially the guards, who were almost all injured.

At this time, a thatched hut was full of wounded people.

In such a place where there is a lack of medicine, the death rate from injuries is very high, at least reaching more than half.

"Father, you arrange for someone to boil a large pot of boiling water, I will use it later,

Remember to wash the pot of boiling water. "

Zhang He planned to act as a doctor himself, treating the wounds of these wounded, which should be more reliable than the quack doctors in Heishui Town.

He went to check among the wounded. Some of them were seriously injured, for example, their stomachs were cut open, or they were stabbed several times. Zhang He was not sure that he could save them, so he could only do his best.

"My lord, the water is already boiling."

Hearing this, Zhang He found a few clean wooden barrels and scalded them with boiling water first.

Then he found a steelyard, weighed the boiling water, and took out a bag of salt from the space. After careful weighing, he prepared a large bucket of normal saline.

Now the conditions are poor, he can only weigh and prepare according to the concentration of 0.9%, and it is still possible to clean the wound.

There was still some boiling water in the pot, so he found some clean linen and threw it into the cauldron, and ordered a coolie to continue to burn the fire and boil the linen for more than half an hour.

Boiled and sterilized sackcloth can be used to bandage wounds.

Holding a large bucket of normal saline, Zhang He began to wash the wounds of many wounded in turn.

The wound must be cleaned, so as to avoid wound infection as much as possible. Some wounds are too large, and Zhang He can only suture the wound with boiled sewing needles.

For some deep wounds, he would leave a piece of sackcloth for drainage when suturing.

The stitching technique is rough and a bit crooked, and it is inevitable to leave a large and hideous scar, which is better than losing your life.

The treated wound is then bandaged with boiled sackcloth.

All of this, he operates according to the aseptic concept of modern medicine. Although the conditions are not good, as long as he has the resistance of normal people, even without antibiotics, the chance of being infected is still very small.

Cleaning the wound, coupled with proper care, can reduce the mortality rate to less than 10%, even without antibiotics.

By the time he finished dealing with all the wounded, it was already the next morning.

Old man Zhang had already led a group of coolies to the bandit den to move things. For safety, Zhang He also arranged several guards to accompany him.

When Zhang He came out of the thatched hut, a group of people had already returned carrying various items, some carrying sacks, baskets, and some carrying a table or a few benches, including several "female bandits".

There are more men than women on Qifeng Mountain. If these female bandits are willing to stay, they can solve some problems.

Of course, Qifeng Mountain is not a den of bandits, and Zhang He will respect the wishes of the other party.

"Dad, have you all moved back?"

"No, at least I have to move one or two more times."

Old man Zhang threw down a sack of rice, poured a large ladle of cold water into his stomach, and hurriedly led the people away again.

It took three trips. Old man Zhang demolished all the houses built by the bandits in the valley, and moved all the useful items back to Qifeng Mountain.

Now at the foot of Qifeng Mountain, there are piles of wood, planks, tiles and other miscellaneous items.

It seems that old man Zhang has really managed to scrape the ground for the property in the bandit valley without leaving a single tile.

But these bandits want everything when they enter the village to rob.

Among the items brought back this time, there are actually a lot of farm tools.

There are all kinds of hoes, hatchets, sickles, axes, baskets, and iron pots.

Most of these items are ironware, relatively speaking, they are indeed relatively expensive items, whether for personal use or for sale, they are a great wealth.