After receiving praise, Long Xiaohu's face turned red with excitement, and he rubbed his hands repeatedly and said, "It should be, this is my duty!"

Long Xiaohu is an accountant, and his skill is to manage these trivial matters and count items for Long Hao. Now Long Hao's prestige in the eyes of everyone is at its peak. Even though Long Xiaohu is his distant cousin, he is proud to be praised by him.

Long Hao handed the paper back to Long Xiaohu, suddenly remembered a question, frowned slightly and asked, "Uncle Hu, how long is this food and water enough for us to eat?"

Although Long Hao was an alchemist above millions of people in his previous life, he was not omnipotent. He did not have much idea of ​​the calculation of the rations of this era.

When Long Xiaohu heard this, he hurriedly used his carrot-like fingers, quickly calculated it, and replied: "Young Master, if everyone has to eat enough, the food will only be enough for five days!"

Five days?

Long Hao frowned slightly. According to the navigation logs in the observation room, after Cherov finished supplying on Karakin Island, the next stop planned is St. Matthew Island, and it will take at least 15 days to get from the location of the "Dragon Ship" to St. Matthew Island!

How to make up for the gap in these 10 days?

Long Bo coughed and said, "Young Master, Xiaohu is calculated based on the sufficient number of human heads. Although most of the coolies are people of our country, at this critical moment, they just need not starve to death!"

Long Xiaohu also nodded: "That's right, young master, if we implement regular and regular supply of clean water for food, it should be able to last for more than 20 days!"

Long Xiaohu was right. Each person only needs to give three taels of water, a little black bread and a little potato every day, which is enough to ensure that they will not starve to death!

Human life is sometimes so low and so tenacious!

Long Hao is not a rude person. After a little consideration, he agreed to implement the 'food ration supply'. He said to Long Xiaohu: "Uncle Hu, I'll leave this matter to you. I'll let Danzi and the others help you with guns! If you want to do it for me, don't cause any riots! Stability, before arriving on St. Matthew Island, the dragon ship needs to be stable! I need stability!"

Long Xiaohu said excitedly: "Don't worry, Master, I will do this matter well if I sacrifice my life!"

After thinking for a while, Long Hao added: "If necessary, you can kill one to warn a hundred people. It is no pity to kill those Koreans and Japanese who commit crimes!" Then he waved his hand and sent Long Xiaohu to implement this 'food rationing' plan immediately.

After a morning of sorting out the deck of the dragon ship, a walkway has been cleared to ensure that in the event of an emergency, the bow and stern can be connected quickly. Long Hao saw that Chen Bahu was already patrolling back and forth with a few men carrying guns, and he couldn't help but feel relieved.

Long Bo followed Long Hao to the front door of a cabin. Seeing that there was no one around, he whispered: "Young Master, Wang Bo didn't come up after he got off the cargo compartment just now. What? Is Hong's illness cured?"

Long Hao nodded, took out the needle, and shook it in front of Long Bo: "I drew blood for him. I need to have a good test before I can draw a conclusion! But I guess... there is no big problem!"

If a dignified alchemist cannot even cure the minor illnesses of this era, then there is no need to dream of "Rise of China". He can jump directly into Bering Sea to commit suicide!

The blood in the syringe was particularly bright, and Long Bo was slightly surprised: "This seems to be a Westerner's treatment thing. How could you have it?"

Long Hao smiled mysteriously but did not answer.

Wang Botao hid those Western medical tools in the mezzanine, so he naturally didn't want others to know. Wang Botao helped Long Hao a little favor, and Long Hao would repay his kindness, and of course he would not betray him.

Long Bo did not continue to ask questions, but took Long Hao's hand, pushed open the hatch door and walked in.

This cabin has obviously been simply sorted out, and the excess bunks are filled with more expensive spoils, such as silver, rubles, magnifying glasses, etc. The rest are two small beds near the door. Yuan'er is raising her round butt, carefully folding the quilt and cotton coat.

Hearing the movement, Yuan'er quickly turned around and saw that it was Long Bo and Long Hao, and responded obediently.

Long Bo waved his hand and signaled Yuan'er to continue to work on his own business. He took Long Hao to another bed and sat down.

Bo Long thought about it for a while and asked, "Young Master, should you rely on your 'Buddha Relationship'?"

The so-called Buddha fate is actually the source of gold. It was made up by Long Hao in the last long conversation with Long Bo and deceived him. If it weren't for this, he wouldn't have been so easy for him to convince this experienced butler in the conversation that night!

Long Hao was amused, but he nodded and spread his palms with his backhand. He saw a light golden "卍" character on it, which was lifelike, as if he was about to appear on his palm.

"Ah!" Yuan'er had already stopped cleaning up and looked at him quietly. When she saw the strange phenomenon in the young master's palm, she couldn't help but cover her mouth and let out a soft cry!

This is what Long Bo said... Is the Buddha's fate given to the young master by the Buddha Bodhisattva? Ah, so beautiful, the first time I saw it!

Bo Long looked back a little, glared at Yuan'er majesticly, and said, "Girl, only a few confidants know this secret. Remember, I will be more strict with my mouth in the future, otherwise the news will be leaked and the family law will be used to serve you!"

Yuan'er was shocked and subconsciously looked at Long Hao, and her little hand also touched her perky butt.

Long Hao smiled and said, "Don't be afraid of Yuan'er. You are my person. I will not treat you badly! You don't remember it. I also said that I would help you heal the burn scars on your face? Well, it depends on it!" After that, he shook the word "卍" in his hand.

Yuan'er nodded repeatedly and said, "Young Master, is it...is it the scald of the iron pipe? It's also the Buddha's fate?"

Long Hao nodded and said, "That's right, thanks to Buddha last night, otherwise I would have been scalded to death on those steam pipes long ago! But even so, it still hurts when I get scalded!"

Yuan'er drooped her head, sobbed and sobbed, "Yuan'er knows that Yuan'er sees the scars on the young master's hands and feet!"

"Okay, girl, please retreat outside. I have something important to you with the young master!" Long Bo waved his hand and signaled Yuan'er to leave.

"Slow down!" Yuan'er was about to open the cabin door and leave, but Long Hao said to stop him and said, "Long Bo, Yuan'er is not an outsider. If you have anything to say, don't be afraid of her!"

"Okay!" Long Bo pondered for a while, but stopped insisting. Instead, he kept staring at the golden source in Long Hao's palm, with admiration and awe in his eyes, and was worried: "Young Master, your Buddhist destiny is a treasure given to you by the Buddha and Bodhisattva. If it is not critical, don't use it at will, otherwise if the Buddha and Bodhisattva blame it, they may take it back!"
Chapter completed!