Infrastructure maniacs from the East

"There's no comb here?!"

Xu Tian, ​​who returned to the castle, recalled the strange eyes he got when he asked the carpenter to comb his hair. Looking at the ordinary wooden comb in the small box of his system, he finally understood how much convenience this box gave him. , In order to make himself more aware of the hygienic situation here, Xu Tian called the housekeeper again, and his worldview was overturned.

Is scratching lice the best way to bond?

A lice catcher is actually loved and respected by many people? !

People here actually comb their hair with a broom? ! !

#Blame my lack of knowledge.gif#

So when the butler talked about the extravagant nobles, Xu Tian was already expressionless.

"They can change their clothes every ten days, their clothes and bodies are sprinkled with expensive spices, their hair has to be combed once a month, and the maids in clothes are waving vigorously with brooms, and the lice will fall like snowflakes..."

"vomit--"

Xu Tian couldn't take it anymore, and simply vomited heart-piercingly, but unfortunately there was nothing in his stomach, except for some clear water, he didn't spit out anything, but the uncomfortable force all over his body was still lingering.

"Fix the pigsty! Make soap! Find cotton! I hope there won't be a single lice appearing on my king's land!!!"

The lord's roar suddenly came from the quiet castle, and everyone shook involuntarily, and began to do things obediently again, but the efficiency seemed to be a little higher than before.

Xu Tian has gone crazy. He knows that the time he travels is not good, but he has never had such an intuitive understanding. He hates lice, which are small and dense insects like never before. He needs a lot of oil to make soap, and he needs a lot of oil. The clothes ensure that the people here can change and wash frequently, and they need a lot of nutrition to fatten up the people in their territory to do more work!

The pigs had already let them gallop freely in the fields, and all the plants and trees they gnawed appeared in front of Xu Tian with their roots and leaves. And playing bowls of flowers.

Yes, you read that right, morning glory can also be fed to pigs, can cure roundworms and tapeworms, people can eat a small amount of petals, but if they eat too much, they will feel unwell, and the leaves and seedlings of Dawanwanhua can be eaten, white The root of the root is generally called Fugen, which can be dried and preserved to play a life-saving role when there is no food.

Dawanwanhua and morning glory are really similar in length, after all, they both have trumpet-like flowers, but Xu Tian still stubbornly finds out the difference between the two - the leaves of morning glory are beautiful heart-shaped, while The flowers of Dawanwan are relatively small, and the leaves are triangular!

The pigsty has already been built. The adobe bricks of the luxury house of more than 20 square meters are covered with clean straw and there is a small ditch behind it. Dirty water can flow directly into the ditch, which reduces the workload a little. Many slaves look at the pigs. Everyone in the circle secretly swallowed, their hearts filled with envy for the noble master's pig.

The doctor who shaved his head didn't leave, and Xu Tian didn't know why a doctor who was only good at bloodletting and irrigation of chrysanthemums but was still sought after by others stayed in this remote village, and even cut his hair into the same short hair as the housekeeper and the others. The outpatient fees are very expensive, Lord Xu is not poor, but he has no hobby of throwing money into the water casually.

The stories circulated among the servants would naturally not reach the ears of the lord, so Lord Xu just felt that there were too many servants he met recently, and their eyes were a little bit wrong, but he never thought that this was a simple joke that night Caused, after all, in addition to deliberately creating a little atmosphere, the water into the fire is just a simple chemistry knowledge in junior high school.

But the lord forgot that this is the territory of religion, and he may be the only one who has mastered the knowledge of chemistry in this world.

But these are not the things Lord Xu cares about, he is directing the servants to turn over the iron pot in the kitchen.

The bottom of the pot that has been used for a long time has a thick layer of fine powder, which is commonly known as pot bottom ash when planting flowers. Xu Tian directed two people who had washed their hands in advance to scrape off the pot bottom ash, and then carefully collected a pot with a lid. Then the butler carefully carried it out, as if those pot ashes that no one had ever noticed were treasures.

Lord Xu came to the living room with the two knights who always followed him. The ordinary priest and a strange old man were sitting quietly. Seeing him, the priest was very understanding and humble. He raised his head, causing the old man to widen his eyes in surprise, and then made the same movement.

"Is that him?"

This is nonsense, but Xu Tian has to ask a question symbolically.

"Yes."

The priest didn't dare to say a single unnecessary nonsense, he only hoped that the lord would quickly treat him as a fart, at this moment he missed his room very much, he just wanted to shrink into his bed full of lice and sleep till the end of time .

"Let's go."

Xu Tian made a follow-up gesture, not intending to let the priest be alone. The priest sighed, followed the lord's pace with the somewhat confused old man, and kept a distance of three meters cleverly.

The piglet has been placed in the newly dug pit. In the past few days, he has grown a lot of meat after eating and sleeping well, barely out of the skinny appearance. The pig man's wife praised him greatly.

Piglets are generally 30 to [-] days after birth, with a weight of [-] to [-] kilograms. Xu Tian calculates that the days are almost the same. When the old man comes, the pig should be ascetic. Pigs that eat meat need to grow fat.

"Take it and try it."

Xu Tian threw a gleaming knife in front of the old man. The old man picked it up tremblingly, not knowing what Xu Tian wanted him to do, and he was chattering without knowing what he was talking about.

"Tell him to castrate the pig with this knife."

It is difficult to solve ten miles of different pronunciations in modern times. Xu Tian didn't intend to embarrass himself, and directly handed over the glorious translation task to the priest who came with him. Generally, pig craftsmen must be led in by a master, and then they must have certain practical experience And the sharp pig-piercing knife, but in Xu Tian's place...

The old man has a wealth of experience in slaying people, which is considered half a condition. Xu Tian asked the blacksmith to make the pig knife based on his memory, but the quality is not very good. It is still considered a half condition, but Xu Tian has tried his best. Look at the old man.

It stands to reason that a suture needle should be prepared, but the blacksmith said that he did not have this skill, so Xu Tian could only give up regretfully.

The priest babbled to the old man again, Xu Tian still didn't know what they said, only saw the old man lowered his head after arguing a few words, his eyes fixed on the specially made pig knife.

The head of the Pig Knife is a triangle shape, with three very sharp sides, which are used to cut open the skin of pigs. There is a handle in the middle, and a hook at the end. Xu Tian doesn't know what it is used for, but Prevent him from copying it intact.

The doctor didn't know when he stood with the butler, and his eyes drifted to the clay pot brought by the butler from time to time.

The old man rubbed the strange knife with his hand for a while, then raised his head and chatted with the priest for some unknown reason, then walked quickly towards the leisurely piggy, and the piggy seemed to know something, seeing the knife in the old man's hand When the pig was knifed, he stood up suddenly and let out a heart-piercing howl that everyone could understand even if they couldn't understand the pig language.

"Pigs that have been squashed can grow faster."

Before someone showed a look of unbearable expression, Xu Tian cut off the sign with a word. Although no one knew what was going on in his heart, he pretended to believe it on the surface, and swallowed involuntarily.

"Tell him to remove only two eggs."

Xu Tian suddenly thought of a very crucial question - do singers in this era have all the crotch and no eggs?It’s okay if it’s the latter, but if it’s the former... Xu Tian’s face changed again and again, and finally he added a sentence in shame. After saying this, he buried his face in his hands, feeling as if something was broken up.

The priest's face was not good-looking either. He turned green and red for a while, and then he spoke in humiliation. He shrank into a ball when he finished speaking——as the master's servant, he succumbed to the coercion of the nobles, and felt that he could no longer I have no face to see people.

The old man's movements were sharper than Xu Tian imagined. He found someone to hold the little piggy's four legs, picked up the strange pig knife and was about to cut it down, but when he heard the priest's shout, he was stunned and then the knife turned. A few seconds later, the miserable pig screams wandered in the sky, the man with empty hands subconsciously protected his key parts, and the man who hadn't freed his hands tightened his legs involuntarily, including from the fingers. Xu Tian, ​​who peeked at the process of pig-hunting from the cracks.

In fact, there is nothing interesting about pigs. Xu Tian’s description of the whole process is actually a few idioms—beads are round and jade smooth → pearls in the palm → pearls from the skin.

It’s over.

Yes, it's that simple.

The little pig howled loudly, and the old man came out calmly with two meatballs. There was a small piece of blood red under the piggy, and it looked miserable. He looked seriously injured.

Xu Tian asked the butler to put down the clay pot in his hand, grabbed a handful of gray-black objects from inside and pasted it on the pig's wound, and the bleeding stopped after a while. The doctor opened his eyes wide, and subconsciously stretched his hands towards the pot However, the butler had already carried the jar back into his arms, and carefully closed the lid.

"Keep it."

"Yes."

After the simple conversation, Xu Tian didn't stay any longer. The jar and the "hemostatic artifact" in the doctor's eyes had already been given up by Xu Tian directly. There is a can.

The priest and the others stood there blankly. The old man watched the little pig's blood being stopped by an unknown black thing, and suddenly burst into tears—if his child had this thing, he might have survived Woolen cloth.

The lord gradually walked away. The old man wiped away his tears and strode after him, followed by the priest.

The author has something to say: Little Theater:

Priest: What the lord is holding must be a magic medicine!

Xu Tian: ...thinking too much.

emmm…我觉得种花农民来到这边会被认为是上帝的使者——亩产四倍猪过百斤杂草治病哈哈哈哈感谢在2020-02-2121:13:15~2020-02-2217:29:48期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel of irrigation nutrient solution: 6 bottles of Azhong;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!