I am rich in martial arts, but choose culture to win

As it turns out, salted fish has everything on it.

Zhu Fugui bought a half box of clarithromycin that was opened for five yuan.

Clarithromycin, like erythromycin, is a macrolide antibiotic.

The risk of allergy is less compared to penicillins and cephalosporins.

After Zhu Fugui carefully studied the manual, he threw all the things that might cause trouble, such as the manual and the outer packaging, into the trash can of the system.

After taking the medicine, Zhu Fugui finally felt relieved.

Bacterial drug resistance is almost zero these days, and taking any antibiotics is a super miracle drug, and my own life should be worry-free.

After letting go of the burden, Zhu Fugui finally started to study his Daming Foreign Trade Company.

Shops on the e-commerce platform are also graded.

According to Zhu Fugui's current civilization value, it can only be the lowest level of Lv1.

When arranging the store page, Zhu Fugui couldn't help guessing whether this platform had a close relationship with Xunxun.

No matter how you look at it, this thing is too much like setting up a QQ space.

Zhu Fugui doesn't get money, nor does he get civilization value, so he can only use a few free templates that come with the Lv1 store.

Fortunately, there is a relatively simple template among them, which Zhu Fugui prefers.

After setting up the store, the next step is to display the products.

This made Zhu Fugui quite embarrassed.

Based on the experience of reading novels in the past, Zhu Fugui naturally knew that when selling goods from ancient times to modern times, the best products must be cultural relics and antiques.

Many things that are mediocre in this era will be great collections in later generations.

But the problem is that Zhu Fugui really has nothing around him now.

If he traveled 2000 years ago, even the clothes he was wearing at this time might be considered valuable cultural relics.

But in 1863, the era of great textiles had already begun, and the rags and clothes of the slave laborers would not be of much collection value even after more than 200 years.

"I don't know if I can put this whole tent in and sell it?"

Zhu Fugui suddenly had such an idea.

Eagle's tent is far more ornate than other clansmen's, and it is obviously a good cultural relic.

As for whether it would cause trouble if the tent disappeared out of thin air, Zhu Fugui didn't bother to care.

Anyway, it is impossible for anyone to suspect that he stole it.

It would be even better if the Indians could feel that they had offended the mountain gods by arresting them.

Maybe he will let himself go.

So Zhu Fugui tried decisively.

[This item is not owned by the merchant, and it is illegal on the Internet, please pay attention to your behavior! 】

Zhu Fugui was taken aback.

My heart said that this dog system actually cares about theft!

I didn't see it being so civic-minded when selling inferior drugs and expired goods!

Tucao belongs to Tucao, Zhu Fugui didn't dare to try again, so he had to find another way.

At this moment, Zhu Fugui noticed a short arrow sticking out not far away.

It was the short arrow that the girl pulled out from his buttocks, and then stuck it on the ground casually.

Zhu Fugui took the short arrow and observed it carefully.

"The workmanship is very good! And the feathers used are also very beautiful! In ancient times, Zhuge's children borrowed arrows from straw boats, and now I, the rich emperor, borrowed arrows from his buttocks. It's also a beautiful story!"

After looking at it, Zhu Fugui was overjoyed, and quickly tried to put the short arrow into the shop.

Following a burst of light, the short arrow in Zhu Fugui's hand disappeared out of thin air.

Since it was not the first time to use a similar function, Zhu Fugui was not surprised.

But it started to be difficult because of the pricing of this short arrow.

This arrow is said to be a cultural relic, but its age is a bit short.

Say it's just a handicraft, and it's a bit cheap.

The point is, Zhu Fugui doesn't quite know how much this thing is worth.

[Dear special users, do you want to use the auction function? 】

When Zhu Fugui was in a dilemma, the little butler of the shop gave him a thoughtful suggestion.

"There is actually an auction function!"

Zhu Fugui was overjoyed, this was the most perfect solution.

As long as a reserve price is given, it will depend on God's will later.

Zhu Fugui decisively chose [Yes].

According to previous understanding, Zhu Fugui knows that the time of this e-commerce platform is basically synchronized with the real world.

In other words, Zhu Fugui, who is in North America, has the same time difference as the Chinese customers in the 21st century on the platform.

It is night in North America now, but it is daytime for shoppers, and the traffic will be larger.

[Hand-made 19th century Indian combat short arrows]

[Base price 200 yuan]

……

After filling in the product name and auction information, Zhu Fugui didn't wait for the customers to come to his door, he felt a little sleepy.

Just as he was about to go back to sleep, Zhu Fugui suddenly felt his shoulders shake.

"Boy, wake up!"

Zhu Fugui opened his eyes in surprise, only to see that it was Qi Wenchang and one of his brothers who woke him up.

Zhu Fugui seems to be called Yang Liu.

"How do you..."

Zhu Fugui just wanted to ask, but Qi Wenchang covered his mouth.

He said quickly and softly: "There happened to be a blind spot where the two of us were being held. After turning over a whistle, we escaped..."

Zhu Fugui squinted his eyes and looked around, and he understood what was going on.

The positions of the other Chinese workers were too conspicuous, and Qi Wenchang and Yang Liu could not save them.

He was thrown out of the tent alone by the eagle, but became the easiest person to rescue.

But even so, it was a great risk for the two of them to save themselves.

You know, none of their other brothers went to save them.

Although the Indian girl didn't seem hostile, Zhu Fugui didn't think it was a good idea to go to their lair.

Now that there is a chance to get out of trouble, it is natural to prepare to leave immediately.

"Brother Qi, Brother Yang, thank you for your kindness, let's go!"

Now is not the time to be indecisive, and my loyal servant, Comrade Li, can only ask for blessings.

Zhu Fugui hurriedly got up and followed the two elder brothers, preparing to escape.

Passing by the blind spot in Qi Wenchang's mouth, that is, a big rock, Zhang Zifan saw the Indian sentinel left here by the two of them.

"As expected of a Guangxi wolf who has experienced many battles, he has too much experience in special operations."

Zhu Fugui couldn't help but feel that the quality of soldiers in the early years of the Taiping Heavenly Kingdom was really cowhide, and it didn't start to decline until after the capital of Jiangnan was established.

There is no way, everyone who can use Jiangnan soldiers to sweep the world is a genius, and ordinary people can't play it well.

However, just when Zhu Fugui was praising the two big brothers in his heart, Yang Liu suddenly rushed forward in front of a dog eating shit.

For a moment, the warning bell rang loudly.

Chapter 009

Zhu Fugui looked at the conspicuous hemp rope that tripped Yang Liu in disbelief.

What about the elite soldiers in a hundred battles?

What about the Ruthless Soldier King?

Why can't you see such a thick rope?

Zhu Fugui was speechless.

He thought of the teammates he met in Summoner's Canyon in those years.

In fact, Zhu Fugui wrongly blamed Yang Liu.

To be honest, Guangxi veterans can fight, but it does not mean that they are proficient in military tactics, let alone individual special operations tactics.

After all, there is no serious military training in this era, and even Yuan Shikai's small station training will have to wait for more than 30 years.

What's more, Yang Liu and the others have been sold as slave labor for three or four years after being captured, and they themselves are a little unfamiliar with the army.

And the most important point is that it is different from Zhu Fugui who has always had no worries about food and clothing.

Qi Wenchang, Yang Liu and others, like most Chinese people in this era, suffer from severe night blindness due to the long-term lack of animal food intake.

In contrast, although the total calorie intake of Indian soldiers may not be much higher than that of Chinese, the proportion of animal food is obviously higher, and the incidence of night blindness is therefore much lower.

This is the inherent disadvantage of farming civilization.

Qi Wenchang and Yang Liu were able to kill the Indian sentry and run away under such unfavorable circumstances, which is already quite powerful.

But no matter how hard it is, the rope pulled the wind chime, and the sound of the bell alarmed the sentinel, who blew the bone flute.

Without further ado, Qi Wenchang pulled Yang Liu up, carried Zhu Fugui on his back and hurried forward.

……

Although Guangxi people are also good at climbing mountains and mountains, they are still inferior to the aborigines here.

At daybreak, Qi Wenchang, Yang Liu, and Zhu Fugui were tied up and brought back.

In the temporary camp, the girl was sitting on the tallest stone, with her legs together and placed on one side.

On either side of her, surrounded by angry Indians.

In the open space in the middle lay an unlucky old man with blood scabs all over his face, receiving "treatment" from Aunt Beast Buffalo.

It could be seen that Qi Wenchang and Yang Liu were ruthless enough. This guy not only fell into a coma with blood on his face, but also twitched from time to time.

In Zhu Fugui's view, Aunt Bison's treatment is basically the same as Tiao Dashen's.

While jumping, chanting mantras, and sprinkling some water of unknown composition.

After the ceremony, she bandaged it again with plant ash and gave some herbal medicine to the wounded.

After finishing all this, Aunt Buffalo raised her head and looked at Zhu Fugui and the three of them murderously.

"You guys, damn it!"

The war has been going on for many years, and the warriors of the Horde have become more and more valuable.

It was a great loss to the tribe that such an experienced warrior was wounded like this, and he might even die.

"Kill them and avenge Itachi!"

"Kill them and avenge Itachi!"

For a while, the Indian crowd was excited.

……

If the scene were changed, Zhu Fugui would give a thumbs up and say, "Brother is awesome!"

After all, not everyone can suppress the name of a short-lived ghost brother like "Itachi".