Chapter 22: The Red One Wants to Form a Guard?
Penicillin, also known as: Penicillin!
It was the first antibiotic in the world, and it had an unparalleled therapeutic effect on bacterial infections.
Even a hundred years later, when Zhang Xue Ming hadn't been reborn yet, it was still an indispensable drug in hospitals.
This thing is a killer.
Especially now during World War I, with the large number of gunshot wounds, trench foot, scarlet fever, and even syphilis that appeared in the trench warfare on the European battlefield, penicillin could be used to treat them.
If it's produced and sold.
His newly established family would have a more stable source of income.
Most importantly.
With this, the European war nations could fight for a longer time.
Zhang Xue Ming was essentially bleeding the European warring nations.
More white devils die.
Why not rejoice?
Thinking of this, Zhang Xue Ming felt even lighter!
Suddenly.
Gu Rui Yu's snow-white cheeks flushed red, and her eyeballs began to roll.
The next morning.
Zhang Xue Ming got out of the carriage with a refreshing spirit.
He was ready to check on the progress of the project and find a factory to build a penicillin production line.
But at that moment, he saw Zhang Shu Zhen squatting there in one of his dog-skin coats.
Seeing Zhang Xue Ming get out of the car, she cracked sunflower seeds and let out a giggle.
"Sir, are you done?"
Damn!
In that instant, Zhang Xue Ming suddenly remembered a famous saying left behind by many people in the future who found girlfriends from the Northeast.
"You're not looking for a girlfriend, you're looking for a good brother!"
Zhang Xue Ming took a deep breath, a strange smile on his lips.
Anyone who knows his personality will understand.
Zhang Xue Ming is about to plot something sinister!
"Zhang Shu Zhen, how long have you been squatting here?"
"Hehe, for a couple of hours."
"Wow! Listened for so long? Are your ears itchy?"
"No! I have something important to tell you!"
"Wait a minute, I'm in a good mood today, I don't want to hear important matters, let's talk about it later!"
......
Seeing Zhang Xue Ming leave, Gu Rui Yu, who was relieved in the carriage, let out a long sigh of relief, and she struggled to take her hand off the carriage beam.
Hanging all night.
Her arms were finally freed.
But just as Gu Rui Yu was too tired to move and just wanted to catch up on some sleep.
She saw Zhang Xue Ming returning.
She was so scared that she almost fainted.
She couldn't help but lament a line from a play like Yang Guifei.
"I, am buried here today!"
Killing someone doesn't go beyond the head, falling into Zhang Xue Ming's hands, that's being hammered to death by a mallet!
But this time.
Zhang Xue Ming seemed to have brought help!
Soon, Zhang Xue Ming saw the difference in the two women's cultivation methods.
Zhang Shu Zhen, a bandit by birth, had been practicing martial arts for years, so her muscles were very strong, and she followed a rigid, uncompromising path!
She had a bit of a 'don't care about life and death, just fight if you don't agree' attitude.
Moreover, she had a strong desire to win, and she would also get angry from time to time, wanting to kill him!
It felt like a high-powered motorcycle that hadn't been tuned properly!
It was roaring down the street.
An accident could happen at any time.
While Gu Rui Yu was a famous Peking Opera performer, although she also practiced, but the type was different, compared to Zhang Shu Zhen, one was a killing technique, while she was at most a 'dance art'!
But although she lacked strength, she was extremely flexible!
Classic Peking Opera pieces, such as 'Playing with the Pearl' 'Carrying the Sliding Car' 'Beard Trick' 'Fishing for the Moon at the Bottom of the Sea' 'Two Dragons Playing with the Pearl'!
As long as you can think of a piece!
Gu Rui Yu can perform it for you.
.............
Another day wasted.
Zhang Xue Ming was finally satisfied, he patted Zhang Shu Zhen beside him.
"Hey, I remember, didn't you have something important to tell me?"
At this moment, Zhang Shu Zhen didn't even want to move.
"I forgot!"
"It's okay, I have the Great Memory Recovery Technique!"
Feeling her body start to become full again, Zhang Shu Zhen hurriedly backed away.
She said: "I remembered! Sir, can I form a guard?"
"Guard? You want to ride a horse and play with guns!"
Zhang Shu Zhen was born into a bandit family, and she had been playing with sticks since she was a child, and seeing Zhang Xue Ming's cavalry attacking and defending cities, breaking mountains and temples, she had already been completely impressed by the strength of the Fengtian Army.
For the past few days, she had been pestering Zhang Xue Ming, wanting to ride the English Thoroughbred horse that Xiao Liu Zi gave him, to play with the C92 pistol.
And seeing her perform quite well these past few days, doing whatever he asked, he simply gave her two Mauser pistols.
This woman is truly the 'Red One', as soon as she got her new guns, she didn't know where she got two pieces of red cloth, and directly wrapped them around the straps of the Mauser pistols, flaunting them every day, very impressive.
No one in the entire camp dared to provoke her.
Now she's got it!
She has guns, she has horses.
She wants to form a guard.
Why don't you just go to heaven!
But....
Zhang Xue Ming's mind was in motion, as if he thought of something.
This Zhang Shu Zhen seems to have a special attribute, called 'Bandit King'!
'Bandit King: Subduing bandit troops has a probability of directly converting them into regular troops.'
This attribute is so powerful!
Back then, my party's army grew and grew, relying on the transformation of prisoners of war.
Sometimes the political work is done well, and the prisoners captured today become glorious revolutionary fighters tomorrow, holding guns and directly counterattacking the Guomindang.
Zhang Xue Ming's mind was in motion.
"Forming a guard, it's not impossible!"
"But...."