Whole School Transmigrated: I Have 3 Daily Intel

The Swordsmanship Club member’s face paled when he heard he might suffer from long-term complications.

’If my hand has lasting effects and isn’t as nimble as before, how will I ever hold a sword again?’

Ning Yu’s elegant brows furrowed tightly.

"Is there a better treatment plan? Something that will let his hand recover completely?"

Shen Xinrou shook her head. "His injury is very serious. If my maternal grandfather were here, he would also use acupuncture and tui na massage."

"He would use medicine to regulate qi and blood, clear the meridians, and strengthen his tendons and bones. At best, he might get the student’s hand to recover to about eighty percent of its original function."

"Unfortunately, I haven’t learned acupuncture. The most I can do is tui na, combined with some Chinese medicinal herbs that are beneficial for tendon and bone recovery. Getting it back to sixty or seventy percent is the absolute limit."

"Besides, a sixty to seventy percent recovery is the best-case scenario. He won’t be able to do fine, detailed work with that hand anymore, but he’ll definitely be able to handle rough labor."

"If it isn’t treated properly, he could lose the whole arm. Even I’m not entirely confident. Given the lack of medical facilities, if we proceed with treatment, you need to accept a certain amount of risk..."

Xu Jun, Zhang Meng, and the others sat on the sofa, not saying a word.

Watching Shen Xinrou speak with such a calm expression, Chen Chong couldn’t help but feel a sense of gratification.

’It seems treating dozens of students these past two days has helped her grow up a lot.’

’The serious way she applies herself to her work is a stark contrast to her usual gentle demeanor.’

’At first, I was worried. With everyone else out looking for resources, leaving only the Laborer and the Maid to help Shen Xinrou, would she be able to cope?’

’Now it seems I didn’t need to worry at all.’

’Her ability to adapt is far stronger than I imagined...’

The members of the Swordsmanship Club all looked grim. The eight of them were very close, and the thought that one of them might never be able to hold a sword with that hand again weighed heavily on their hearts.

"This is all my fault. I shouldn’t have taken the initiative to hunt that pack of Fear Wolves." A look of self-reproach appeared on Ning Yu’s face.

Seeing this, the injured member managed a smile. "Ning Yu, how could this be your fault? After all, who would have thought that the initial five wolves would suddenly turn into more than a dozen."

"Besides, the fact that no one died is already the best possible outcome. It’s just a useless hand, right? Worst case, I’ll just learn to use my other hand to practice with my blade!"

Ning Feng quickly tried to liven up the atmosphere. "Yeah, sis, the best thing is that we all came back safely. Besides, didn’t she say he can recover sixty or seventy percent? It’s not like it’s a hundred percent useless. Don’t worry."

Ning Yu took a deep breath and looked back at Shen Xinrou.

"Please, you must use the best medicine to treat him. I’ll pay any cost, no matter how much."

Shen Xinrou glanced at Chen Chong.

Chen Chong gave a slight nod.

Shen Xinrou frowned, scribbling something in the notebook before her. A moment later, she looked up.

"Rest assured, I will spare no effort in his treatment. But I have to be clear upfront: under the current conditions, I can only try to treat him using the limited medicinal herbs available. I can’t give a one-hundred-percent guarantee of a full recovery."

"Both of the students with arm injuries are in serious condition, and both are at risk of infection. Especially the one with tendon and bone damage. If an infection occurs during the subsequent treatment and the situation worsens, there’s still a risk of amputation."

Ning Yu nodded. She knew that having access to this level of medical care after they’d crossed over was already a blessing. It was impossible to ask for more.

"We’re mentally prepared for that."

Shen Xinrou said, "Your conditions are all quite serious, so the treatment will be very difficult."

"For the next half a month, you’ll need to come in for a dressing change every day. After that, once scabs have formed, you’ll still need to change it once every seven days. The medicinal ingredients we’ll be using are extremely precious, including tiger bone to help the tendons and bones..."

...

Chen Chong led Xu Jun and the others back upstairs, carrying four Fear Wolves on their backs.

Of the four Fear Wolves, three were killed by his group, while one was payment from the Swordsmanship Club for the medical treatment.

Their two members were too severely injured; the treatment time and medicinal ingredients required were the longest and most expensive. Naturally, the fee wouldn’t be low.

And this was after Chen Chong had already offered a discount. Otherwise, it would have cost at least two more wolf legs.

While Shen Xinrou was cleaning their wounds and applying medicine, Chen Chong didn’t just stand there and watch. He had plenty of other matters to attend to...

"So heavy."

After throwing the four wolves onto the ground, the men were all rubbing their backs or pounding their waists.

Fear Wolves were not small, weighing eighty or ninety pounds on average.

The Terror Wolf King weighed at least one hundred and fifty pounds.

All four together weighed around four hundred pounds.

After removing the fur, innards, bones, and other inedible parts, and assuming a 60% meat yield, there would be an estimated two hundred and forty pounds of pure, edible meat.

Although it wasn’t as much as the Moose from before, it was still a considerable haul.

Including the Card obtained from killing the Terror Wolf King, Chen Chong was very satisfied with today’s gains.

When Zhang Meng and Huang Mao came inside, they froze on the spot, staring at the living room, which was far larger than that of a normal house.

"Holy shit, Brother Chen Chong, your place is huge! How many Vacant Land Cards did you use?"

"Three plots of farmland, a mud pond, and this huge patch of grass... what kind of building is this, anyway? I’ve never seen anything like it!"

Chen Chong just smiled, not answering their questions.

’Although it was only their first day, fighting to the death against the Fear Wolves had shown that Zhang Meng and Huang Mao were reliable. They had earned his initial trust.’

’Besides, Chen Chong hadn’t brought Zhang Meng and Huang Mao in here to show off how big his house or how luxurious his facilities were. He needed them to process crude salt.’

’After all, the Salt Well couldn’t be left outside; it had to be set up indoors, and the processing had to happen here too.’

’They were the only two in the entire team who knew how to process crude salt.’

’Chen Chong had thought it over carefully before bringing them inside.’

’If he had found them wanting on the very first day, he wouldn’t have brought them in, even if he wouldn’t have gone so far as to kick them off the team immediately.’

’Worst case, he would have just found a way to learn how to process crude salt himself. It would just have taken a bit more effort.’

’Only those who had earned his trust were allowed into this house.’

’Of course, only those like Xu Jun and Wang Biao, whom he knew through and through and had practically depended on for survival, were qualified to enter the rooms containing even more important structures...’

"Take a look and see where the best place to set up the Salt Well would be."

Upon hearing this, Zhang Meng looked around the living room and kitchen before settling on the balcony.

"I think here is better. To be honest, when you draw brine from the Salt Well, it splashes everywhere. Putting it inside would inevitably make a mess."

"Plus, if it’s on the balcony, boiling it down will be more convenient too."

"Okay." Chen Chong nodded.

’He was clueless about processing crude salt, whereas Zhang Meng and Huang Mao, who had experience, were the experts. On this matter, he just had to listen to them.’

As the Salt Well Card disappeared...

a strange contraption with a very small well opening and a wooden hoist built over it appeared on the balcony.

The Salt Well was constructed from gray bricks, with the structure above it made entirely of solid wood. It looked something like a water well, but with significant differences.

Peering down into the opening, it was pitch-black and bottomless.

’Hmm, it’s pretty similar to the Fighting Club’s Salt Well. Maybe all Salt Wells look like this.’

’But... why does this Salt Well look newer?’

Huang Mao muttered to himself on the side.

Zhang Meng, however, got straight to work. He found two buckets and began to press the wooden mechanism.

With a light press, a series of sounds echoed up from deep within the Salt Well.

As he pumped the mechanism, Zhang Meng began to explain the principles of the Salt Well and the subsequent steps for processing crude salt...

Salt can be categorized as well salt, rock salt, lake salt, and sea salt, which were the main sources of salt in ancient times.

Obviously, this Salt Well produced well salt.

The processing methods for each type of salt were largely the same, but with some minor differences.

For well salt, for instance, the Fighting Club used an ancient processing method.

This was a method they had spent a lot of resources and made many inquiries to learn from a student who knew about such things.

For well salt, you need to continuously pump to extract brine, which is saltwater from thousands of meters underground.

Once enough has been extracted, soybean milk is added to absorb and filter out some of the impurities. Then, it’s boiled to evaporate the water, leaving crude salt.

Of course, since they didn’t have soybean milk, the Fighting Club used plant ash and other methods as a substitute.

Although the final result wasn’t as good as with soybean milk, it still managed to absorb and filter out impurities.

The resulting crude salt had large grains and some residual color and impurities, making it far inferior to modern refined salt, but it was perfectly fine for curing meat and simple consumption.

"It’s a shame our library was under renovation. There isn’t a single book inside. Otherwise, we could have gone there to look for a better method."

Xu Jun, who was standing nearby, sighed with a bit of regret upon hearing this.

"It can’t be helped. We went to great lengths just to find out about this ancient salt-making method. Crude salt is still usable, it just doesn’t taste as good."

"Then how long does it take to process?" Chen Chong asked.

Zhang Meng thought for a moment. "It could take a day if we’re fast, or two to three days if we’re slow. The main thing is that someone needs to keep an eye on it during the boiling process, or things could go wrong."

"That long?" Chen Chong’s brows knitted together.

’The main task during this period is to hunt the Unihorn Catfish.’

’Running into the pack of Fear Wolves has already cost me a lot of time, even if the rewards were substantial.’

’I can’t afford to have Zhang Meng and Huang Mao wasting time by the Salt Well now.’

’We have to hurry and prepare. Extraordinary Creatures aren’t that easy to hunt.’

’This Fear Wolf meat needs to be processed too, or it’ll spoil quickly...’

Thinking of this, Chen Chong had someone go down and call the Laborer up. He planned to have him learn how to process crude salt and, while he was at it, cure and smoke the Fear Wolf meat at home.

The Laborer was just doing menial tasks in the traditional Chinese medicine room downstairs anyway. Having him there was convenient, but Shen Xinrou and the Maid could manage without him; they’d just be a bit busier.

Once this period was over, he could have him go back to helping in the medicine room.

For now, the salt-making and meat-curing at home would be his responsibility.

Zhang Meng had said that making salt was simple. Once you learned how, one person could handle it.

The only downside was lower efficiency.

Neither making salt nor smoking meat was complicated; they just required someone to keep an eye on the process.

The Laborer would be perfectly fine at home by himself.

’Besides, with the non-betrayal trait of the Recruitment Card, Chen Chong could be completely at ease leaving him at home...’

Just then, there was a knock on the main door.

Xu Jun ran to open the door, only to find Ning Yu standing outside.

"I’m looking for Chen Chong."

Xu Jun quickly called into the house.

Chen Chong walked out and froze when he saw Ning Yu holding a blade in one hand, a decapitated Fear Wolf at her feet.

"This is..."

Ning Yu’s face was unreadable as she held out the blade in her hand.

"A gift for you."

Chen Chong grew even more confused. ’This blade... it looks like Ning Yu’s own Tang Blade.’

’If she gives her blade to me, what will she use?’

’And this Fear Wolf...’

’A Tang Blade and a Fear Wolf... what is she up to?’

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