Traveling through the sword to engage in military industry

Returning to the world of "Bright Sword" once again, and reappearing in the mountain cave, Ren Zhong was calm and composed, neither surprised nor delighted.

After a round trip of plane travel, although the experience was not very pleasant, human adaptability is infinite.

His pockets were bulging with Amoxicillin capsules, but now the packaging of these Amoxicillin capsules had all been removed, leaving only the capsules!

This was the amount Ren Zhong managed to get after running to many surrounding township pharmacies, nearly ten boxes.

Ren Zhong used 2 transparent plastic bags to pack them and put them in his pocket.

Ren Zhong didn't plan to give these Amoxicillin capsules to Li Yunlong for free anymore, but planned to sell them to the Eighth Route Army Hospital.

Although these things are not very valuable in Ren Zhong's plane, now that he has the ability to travel through planes, Ren Zhong no longer plans to do his job like a beast of burden.

Penicillin is an absolute treasure in this era. Even if the amount that can be carried at one time is limited, Ren Zhong can still obtain huge benefits in such plane transactions, which is enough to sustain his life.

Although it was a bit abrupt to bring these Amoxicillin capsules out at this moment, Ren Zhong already had his own reason, that is, he originally brought a batch of medicines to the base area to prepare for a wave of transactions.

The previous ones were just some samples.

As for the large quantities, they were hidden by himself.

Even if this reason sounds like there are many things worth pondering, under the current situation, Li Yunlong and the others will not think about the unreasonable parts, but will try to raise money to buy them.

After all, this thing saves lives.

Of course, Ren Zhong knew that Li Yunlong's purchasing power was quite low, and he might not even be able to raise one hundred silver dollars, so in terms of price, Ren Zhong thought for a while and gave a compromise plan.

The price of one tael of gold for one capsule is simply impossible in the base area, but Ren Zhong believes that the base area can still afford three silver dollars for one capsule.

According to the Amoxicillin capsules he brought with him, 10 boxes are 360 capsules, worth more than 1,000 silver dollars. Li Yunlong can't get it out, but the headquarters should have no problem.

Judging from the trial situation of Wang Chengzhu and the other ten or so seriously injured soldiers, these drugs are probably enough for hundreds of wounded soldiers to reduce inflammation. After all, half a capsule can take effect, which is obviously much more cost-effective for the base area hospital than the original high-priced sulfa drugs.

Selling at this price also brings huge profits to Ren Zhong. After all, the silver dollars of this era have become antiques. Even the most ordinary Yuan Datou can sell for several hundred yuan, and if it is a special type, the price will skyrocket!

It can be said that this deal can completely support Ren Zhong in the main plane.

Even though everyone in the New First Regiment was reluctant to part with Li Yunlong, and almost all of them came out to see him off, this could not change the fact that Lao Li was dismissed.

"Go back, go back!" Li Yunlong looked at the familiar faces, put on a stern face and drove people away, "Why are you all looking so mournful? I, Lao Li, am not dead yet."

"Regimental Commander, I can't bear to see you go. Our New First Regiment can't do without the Regimental Commander," a soldier said tearfully.

"Bullshit, the New First Regiment is not mine, Lao Li's. Don't let me make mistakes again. If you pass these words to the chief's ears, he will think that I, Lao Li, am engaging in factionalism! Follow Regimental Commander Ding well in the future and fight, don't think about these useless things," Li Yunlong said, his eyes stinging, but his mouth cursing.

"Hey, Lao Li, don't be so confused. It's human nature for the soldiers to be reluctant to part with you. Don't be so unfeeling. The New First Regiment was built by you, Lao Li. If the soldiers didn't show any reaction to the departure of you, the soul of the regiment, I would find it strange," Ding Wei, who had rushed to the New First Regiment to replace Li Yunlong, said from the side.

"Lao Ding, Regimental Commander Ding, I will hand over the New First Regiment to you. I have nothing to worry about about you. Since the chief asked me to go to the clothing factory, I, Lao Li, also accept it. Who told me, Lao Li, to make a mistake," Li Yunlong said somewhat sarcastically.

Although he knew very well that this matter had nothing to do with Ding Wei, Ding Wei did become the person who was intercepted by the Eighth Route Army headquarters to replace Li Yunlong.

Fortunately, Ding Wei was Li Yunlong's old comrade-in-arms, which made the handover work exceptionally smooth. There were no problems in the handover of money, personnel, and other matters.

In this regard, the discipline of the Eighth Route Army is completely on a different level compared to the Jiang Army and the Jin-Sui Army.

"Old Brother Ren, where did you go just now?" Li Yunlong asked with some surprise when he saw Ren Zhong appear.

"I just went out to relieve myself," Ren Zhong replied simply, "What's wrong, Lao Li, are you ready to leave?"

"That's right, the new regimental commander is about to take office. How can I, Lao Li, shamelessly stay here?" Li Yunlong said with hidden sarcasm.

"Hey, Li Yunlong, you have to make it clear. It was the chief who removed you, not me, Ding Wei, who came to steal your position," Ding Wei was also stimulated by Li Yunlong's words and blurted out.

The relationship between the two was usually good, but now that Ding Wei had taken over the New First Regiment, which Li Yunlong had painstakingly managed for many years, Li Yunlong couldn't be happy.

Ren Zhong waited for Li Yunlong and Ding Wei to exchange barbs for a while before interjecting, "Lao Li, I said I would follow you, you won't go back on your word, will you?"

"Old Brother Ren Zhong, what are you saying? Am I, Lao Li, that kind of person? If you have nothing to do, just follow me," Li Yunlong grinned.

Obviously, Li Yunlong felt much better after being interrupted by Ren Zhong.

Lao Li was very reluctant to hand over the New First Regiment, which he had built with his own hands. Fortunately, it was Ding Wei, this old comrade-in-arms, who came, otherwise it would not have been so smooth to complete the handover if someone else had come.

"Okay, I have nothing to do here. I'll go with you, Brother Li," Ren Zhong smiled.

After speaking, he took out seven or eight Amoxicillin capsules from his pocket and handed them to Qiao Yuanshan next to him, "Platoon Leader Qiao, if the infection and inflammation of Wang Chengzhu and the others have not been stopped, and the wound is not healing well, you should divide this medicine into two portions and feed them to them. Otherwise, don't waste it. This kind of medicine is not easy to buy."

Qiao Yuanshan took Ren Zhong's Amoxicillin capsules and nodded solemnly.

He had seen the great effect of this medicine and knew that Ren Zhong was right.

Such a powerful medicine must be used to save lives, and don't waste it on general inflammation.

Don't underestimate these seven or eight pills, they may save seven or eight lives!

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