In times of chaos and famine, I traded one pound of rice for two royal flushes.

"Master Qin, the tavern didn't have enough firewood today, so we drank cold wine all afternoon. Er Mazi even had them open a jar of aged wine. He could barely walk on the way back."

Upon hearing this news, Qin Shaolang's eyes immediately sharpened.

Even if you drink too many flavorful beverages, you can still get drunk.

In addition, Li Hu brought back definitive information that Er Mazi had returned home drunk.

Then things will basically be fine.

"Er Mazi caught a cold on the mountain this time. Instead of avoiding the wind and keeping warm, he got drunk. He's bound to fall ill this time. We must seize this opportunity and capture that white-browed tiger as soon as possible."

The guards inside the house immediately became interested and all looked at Qin Shaolang.

Qin Shaolang pondered for a moment before giving the order.

"These past few days, Chu Wu, Li Hu, and I will go into the mountains. Once I feel the time is right, we will launch an attack. The family soldiers who are training will focus on practicing their formations and positions these days; they don't need to participate in reinforcing the earthen kilns. The rest of you don't need to rush; I will arrange lighter tasks for you later."

After Qin Shaolang finished giving his instructions, everyone had almost finished their dinner and followed his instructions to go back and take a bath, soak their feet, and rinse their mouths.

Chu Wu gave Qin Shaolang a look, and the two of them went up the stairs at the back of the earthen kiln hall to the top of the kiln.

There have been noticeable changes here compared to the past few days. The hilltop has become much flatter, and the excavated stones have been piled up at the top edge, with the high walls beginning to take shape.

As soon as he stepped forward, Chu Wu looked at Qin Shaolang with a hint of reproach in his eyes.

"Brother Qin, you're being too kind to them. This isn't how you use your family soldiers."

Qin Shaolang raised an eyebrow.

"They did work, so isn't it only fair that they get a share of the reward?"

Chu Wu immediately retorted.

"I've seen many privately kept soldiers. They only provide food and lodging. The kinder ones might give them some daily necessities, and a few strings of copper coins when there's work to do. I know the best treatment is that of a city lord, whose private soldiers receive several coins a month."

Upon hearing this, Qin Shaolang's brows furrowed immediately.

It seems that there is a conflict between his understanding and the rules of the Great Wei.

Seeing Qin Shaolang deep in thought, Chu Wu offered another word of advice.

"Brother Qin, you'd better be careful. If you're giving them such good treatment now, what will you offer them to get them to risk their lives for you in the future?"

Qin Shaolang lowered his head and remained silent.

"I just think they should be treated as human beings."

Chu Wu let out a long sigh.

"Brother Qin, think about it carefully. If you can get a good salary just by living here, then who would be willing to risk their life? If you can keep getting benefits as long as you're alive, I wouldn't risk my life either."

Qin Shaolang suddenly realized what was happening.

What he took for granted was, in the eyes of these deserters, simply being treated well!

If things continue to develop like this, they are very likely not to fight for themselves; at most, they can only win when things are going well!

Moreover, he did not provide any ideological education to these people!

Even if he wanted to educate him, what could he possibly say?

Strive for the rise of the Great Wei?

Just kidding, these people probably don't feel as much a sense of belonging to the Great Wei as they do for their home!

He lacks the foundation to forcibly impose modern ideas into the Great Wei!

He was just a time traveler, not a god. He needed to first comply with the "unspoken rules" of the Great Wei Dynasty and gradually grow his power until he had enough before he was qualified to talk about other things.

The struggle for power has never been separate from war!

Moreover, the helpers he recruited with generous treatment would most likely leave if his rivals offered even higher compensation.

"What you said makes some sense; it was my oversight."

Qin Shaolang really didn't expect that yesterday he would teach Chu Wu the basics of modern medicine, and today Chu Wu would teach him the rigid rules of the Great Wei.

This time, Chu Wu helped him avoid a huge sinkhole.

"I understand. I will seriously consider what you said and will not make the same mistake again."

Seeing how smoothly Qin Shaolang's thoughts changed, Chu Wu looked at Qin Shaolang with suspicion.

"Brother Qin, you're not just saying that to brush me off, are you?"

Qin Shaolang laughed heartily.

"Not at all. I've figured some things out and I think what you said makes some sense. I do have a lot to learn about managing people."

Seeing that Qin Shaolang was not joking, Chu Wu couldn't help but feel a little suspicious.

He didn't believe any of the knowledge Qin Shaolang mentioned yesterday. How could something invisible to the naked eye possibly exist?

Just consider it as Qin Shaolang coming up with an unreliable medical theory.

But what he experienced today suddenly made him feel that what Qin Shaolang said yesterday might be true, at least in his understanding, and no one could refute it!

Otherwise, given Brother Qin's personality, he would have changed his story long ago!

"How about you give me some more medical knowledge, Brother Qin?"

After he finished speaking, Chu Wu saw Qin Shaolang's suspicious look. Clearly, Qin Shaolang still remembered the less-than-smooth exchange from yesterday.

Chu Wu gave an awkward laugh.

"I'm not hoping that Brother Qin will accept my opinion. I should seriously learn Brother Qin's knowledge. Besides, if I learn medical skills, I can become a military doctor in the army in the future, and then I won't have to go to the battlefield. That would be great."

Hearing this, Qin Shaolang could only smile helplessly.

Chu Wu's idea was wonderful, but reality was cruel.

How many years of study, how many medications must a medical student learn, and how many exams must they pass before they can begin their medical career?

The amount of knowledge involved cannot be learned in just one or two days.

Teaching Chu Wu all this knowledge is basically a pipe dream, but he wouldn't mind teaching him some crucial techniques.

"Take your time. I'll teach you how to make allicin first. It can help with wound inflammation to some extent. Given the conditions in the military, it shouldn't be difficult to do."

Chu Wu immediately nodded and listened carefully to the method Qin Shaolang taught him.

Even after everything was explained, Chu Wu was still completely confused.

"Brother Qin, I've memorized the method, but is the stuff extracted from this garlic really that magical?"

Qin Shaolang smiled slightly.

"Go back to the army and try it out. With your connections and resources, it shouldn't be difficult for you to get a chance to try like this, right? Just don't forget your brothers when you become successful in the future."

Chu Wu quickly patted his chest forcefully.

"Brother Qin, you're too kind. Even if I rise to prominence, I'll still have to take you with me. Alright, once things are settled here, I'll go back to the camp and try to find someone."

Qin Shaolang nodded with a smile.

Although allicin is not as potent as penicillin, it has the advantage of being relatively easy to extract, and the bacteria in this world have not yet been exposed to antibiotics.

As long as it can be made, even if the allicin content is not high, it is still a powerful weapon!