Bright Sword: Starting from the Improved Grenade

"How's the factory manager? Is everything ok?"

A week has passed since the last Japanese bombing. During this week, the arsenal has completed its reconstruction, moved all the machines back, and started working.

Zhao Tianyang was standing in the newly built ceramic factory, receiving the distillation equipment that he should have received long ago.

"Yes, that's true."

Zhao Tianyang walked around the distiller twice, and after making sure there was no problem, he called three employees and moved the distiller back to the arsenal.

In a small factory building built with wooden boards, Zhao Tianyang directed three people to place the distiller on a specially dug large smokeless stove.

Because this new factory building is ventilated on all sides and only has a wooden board blocking the top of the head, Zhao Tianyang can safely make a fire inside.

After asking someone to get a bucket of ice water outside, Zhao Tianyang put the towel into the bucket.

"Okay, we can start now. Pour all the soaked garlic water into the distiller."

This time, Zhao Tianyang made the garlic water again. Due to time constraints, he made it into garlic paste last time and ate it with roasted river clams.

"The factory manager is good."

An employee picked up the bucket and poured all the garlic water in it.

“Heat it up!”

Zhao Tianyang shouted.

Soon, as the wood burned, steam began to rise from the garlic water in the still.

"Pause."

Zhao Tianyang, who observed this phenomenon, quickly stopped the employee who wanted to continue adding materials: "Turn to low heat and maintain this temperature."

After saying that, he took out the towel from the ice bucket and wrapped it around the catheter, turning the catheter into a condenser.

After finishing all these, all I have to do is wait quietly.

A moment later, under the expectant gaze of everyone, a drop of golden liquid came out of the catheter and fell into the ceramic jar that had been prepared long ago.

"coming."

Zhao Tianyang was delighted.

With the appearance of this drop of liquid, the catheter seemed to be connected to a water source, and golden liquid began to drip out continuously. Slowly, the pottery jar began to emit a rich garlic smell.

"Is this a success?"

Smelling a pungent smell in the pottery jar, Zhao Tianyang couldn't believe it. No wonder they said that allicin can be extracted with just hands. After all this time, it turned out to be that simple!

After collecting about 100 milliliters, Zhao Tianyang picked up the pottery jar and gave instructions to several employees around him.

"I'll take this first. You guys continue making this thing. If you run out of garlic, go to the kitchen and get some."

"Yes, factory director."

In Xingjiazhuang, in a clean and ventilated house, Zhao Tianyang followed Li Yunlong here.

"These are the soldiers who were injured after the last battle."

Li Yunlong pointed to six wounded soldiers wrapped in bandages in the room and introduced them.

"Did you find someone to come and see it?"

Zhao Tianyang frowned. He saw a young soldier with his eyes closed and sweating profusely, which was obviously a symptom of a fever.

"I've seen him a long time ago. I asked Zhang Dabiao to go to the county town and invite the best doctor."

Li Yunlong also looked at the young soldier with a somewhat depressed mood.

"Hey... the doctor fed me some Coptis chinensis and said that if I can get through these few days, I'll be fine. If I can't..."

"If you can't make it, you'll die."

Zhao Tianyang looked at the pottery jar in his hand and his eyes became determined.

"This is the allicin I just researched recently. It has anti-inflammatory effects, but it has not been tested on humans yet, so I don't know the specific effects!"

Zhao Tianyang explained while holding up the pottery jar.

"Captain, give it a try!"

Before Li Yunlong could say anything, a wounded soldier who was closer to them immediately started shouting with red eyes.

"Captain Sanzi can't wait any longer. If it doesn't work, then let him try!"

"Okay, stop howling. You are still not a man."

Li Yunlong first scolded the wounded man, and then explained to Zhao Tianyang.

"Xing Ergou is Sanzi's elder brother. They were killed by Japanese artillery shells during the last battle. Fortunately, they were far away, otherwise even gods would not be able to save them."

"Captain, it was Sanzi who pushed me away, please just give him a try!"

Xing Ergou continued begging.

He just understood that this allicin has not been tested on humans and may kill people. He was afraid that the captain would have concerns and would not agree to give it to the third son.

But Sanzi couldn't wait any longer, he could hear Sanzi talking nonsense.

"Oh shit."

Li Yunlong was a little annoyed after hearing this. He looked at Zhao Tianyang seriously and asked, "Are you sure this allicin can reduce inflammation?"

"can!"

Zhao Tianyang didn't care anymore. Although he was sure that allicin would not kill people, this time he wanted to try it on some lightly injured people.

But now that he had encountered it, he would feel guilty if he didn't give it a try. He would accept it even if the consequence of failure was that allicin would not be recognized, or he would be branded as a food that ate dead people.

"Okay, then give it to Sanzi. I'll take care of it if anything goes wrong!"

Li Yunlong waved his hand and said simply.

"Okay, okay, you carry it!"

Zhao Tianyang agreed without thinking. He knew that as long as the third son died, he would be affected to some extent no matter what Li Yunlong said.

But he didn't care, now he just wanted the little warrior to survive.

"Remember, feed it three times a day, after meals, and don't give too much each time, two spoons is enough."

Zhao Tianyang carefully explained to the nurse how to use allicin.

"Yeah, yeah, I remember that."

The medical worker was a little girl with pigtails. She was listening to Zhao Tianyang's words nervously, afraid that she might miss anything.

"It hasn't been long since we had lunch. Can you feed him first?"

Li Yunlong, who had also heard the conversation, suggested.

"can."

Upon hearing this, the medical staff hurriedly ran to get a spoon and carefully fed the little soldier two spoonfuls of allicin.

"After using allicin, it must be stored in a dry and ventilated place."

Before leaving, Zhao Tianyang gave instructions to the nurse again.

"Yeah, yeah, I get it."

The medic answered seriously while holding the pottery jar.

With a heavy heart, Zhao Tianyang returned to his room and checked the oranges, corns, and sweet potatoes placed by the window and under the table.

As a result, these three things did not change at all, but the orange became a little more shriveled.

"It seems that the temperature is still too low!"

Zhao Tianyang was a little distressed. It was winter now and the river outside was frozen. Where could he find a place with the right temperature that would not change?