The shop was large, with two floors, covering nearly three hundred square meters in total.
Fang Er took a casual stroll around twice and left with satisfaction.
He rode his motorcycle directly back to Fangjiazhuang.
After finding an empty room at home, he directly exchanged ten boxes of blue pills, along with various cigarettes and alcohol.
These were items intended for sale at the new shop.
Seeing that cephalosporin was unlocked in the system space, he directly exchanged two large boxes.
The specifications were one hundred boxes per box, two blister packs per box, and twenty-four pills per blister pack. This one box contained four thousand eight hundred pills.
He glanced at the packaging. Although it only had the word "cephalosporin" and no other information, the crisp white paper box was clearly something that could not be produced in Fangjiazhuang at present.
Closing the room door, he found several large decorative glass bottles inside and holed himself up in the room, meticulously extracting the contents.
One box alone yielded three large bottles.
After some thought, he returned the remaining box to the storage space.
Opening the door, he called over the Su Feng brothers.
"Take this, and let's go see our injured brothers."
The three of them left Fang's residence and headed towards the newly built camp by the Longshou Canal.
Upon arriving at the camp, Liu Meng was berating the soldiers under his command.
"Damn it, what are you good for! The village is this big, and a thousand men can't even find one living person?"
One of the soldiers being scolded explained, "Camp Commander, it's not that the brothers haven't been diligent, it's just that the guy knows how to hide, we can't even find a single hair!"
Fang Er was somewhat surprised. Was this kid Lai Yifa that capable?
Seeing Fang Er arrive, Liu Meng waved his hand at those men. "Keep searching! If he's not found before sunset today, you'll all be doing a fifty-kilometer weighted cross-country march!"
Those men looked terrified.
A fifty-kilometer weighted cross-country march would be the death of them!
They could only lead their soldiers and run back towards the village.
"Marquis, heh heh, don't worry, we'll definitely drag that guy out before dark."
Fang Er didn't respond to his words. Whether he was found or not was no longer important. The fact that Lai Yifa could remain hidden and undiscovered until now proved his capability.
"Come with me to see our injured brothers. Call Zhang Tian, Wu Yong, and Qi Sui."
Liu Meng bowed and went to call them.
Before long, everyone arrived. Fang Er walked in front, leading the way towards the Taoist temple.
At the entrance of the Taoist temple, there were the same two young Taoist boys dozing off.
It seemed neither of them was over eight years old.
Upon seeing Fang Er approach, the two snapped awake. "Marquis!"
Fang Er waved his hand. "You continue dozing. This Marquis will go in and check on the brothers."
After entering, Qi Sui took the lead to guide them.
In the rows of rooms in the back courtyard of the Taoist temple, Yuan Tiangang's disciples and grand-disciples were moving about.
Some carried medicine boxes, others carried coarse cloth.
Fang Er led the group into a room. As soon as he entered, he saw more than a dozen soldiers lying on sickbeds, their injuries varying from light to severe.
Hearing the door open, two of them, whose conditions were slightly better, looked over.
"Marquis!"
Seeing it was Fang Er, the two struggled to get up to salute.
"Lie down, recovering is more important."
Fang Er quickly stepped forward to stop them.
"Marquis, it is our incompetence that we failed to protect your legacy."
"Marquis, please punish us for our incompetence."
"Marquis, we are sorry for your cultivation, we lost all the workshops."
Seeing Fang Er, the others said with great guilt.
Their words made Fang Er feel rather ashamed.
"Brothers, it's not your fault. If the workshops are gone, we'll rebuild them."
"It is this Marquis's fault for not coming to see you as soon as I returned."
Fang Er's words brought tears to the eyes of these soldiers.
"Marquis, you truly don't blame us?"
"What are you talking about? With just these few hundred of you, fighting against tens of thousands, and with the enemy launching a surprise attack at night."
"Under such circumstances, you fought valiantly and did not retreat. You are already very formidable! You are the pride of Fangjiazhuang, the pride of the Skyfire Army!"
"Wu Yong, Qi Sui, heed my orders!"
Fang Er suddenly looked at the two behind him.
Wu Yong and Qi Sui immediately stood at attention. "Please command, Marquis!"
"All those who sacrificed, and the injured and disabled brothers, must be registered.
"Notify their families to gather at the training ground in three days."
"This Marquis owes them an explanation!"
Fang Er's expression was very serious as he gave instructions to the two, word by word.
"Yes! Please rest assured, Marquis!"
Wu Yong and Qi Sui answered in unison.
After briefing Qi Sui, Fang Er then looked at the injured soldiers in the room. "Rest well. This Marquis awaits the day you can carry your rifles again."
"If you are unable to return to the army, this Marquis has other arrangements."
"Thank you, Marquis, thank you, Marquis!"
"Ever since we followed the Marquis, my mother said that the Marquis is a good person, a man who accomplishes great things, and will never abandon us."
As they spoke, these soldiers even shed tears.
When they first joined the army, it was to help their families ease their burdens.
But gradually, as they truly integrated into the big family of the Skyfire Army,
They did not fear the hardships of training or the dangers of battle, but they feared not being recognized.
Now, Fang Er's words gave them the best assurance. Even if they were disabled, there were still places where they could be of use.
That was enough!
Afterward, Fang Er visited all the rooms where the injured soldiers were located.
He did his best to comfort them, preventing them from developing any extreme thoughts.
After all, regarding post-war syndrome, he had heard quite a bit about it during his interactions with the military in his previous life.
As he emerged from the last ward, the sky was already approaching dusk.
As soon as he stepped out, he saw Li Chunfeng walking towards him, greeting him from a distance.
"Marquis, why didn't you let someone inform this humble Taoist of your arrival?"
Fang Er stepped forward and first bowed to Li Chunfeng. "These brothers have been well taken care of by you all. This Marquis thanks you."
Li Chunfeng quickly dodged, not accepting his bow.
"What are you saying, Marquis? This humble Taoist is able to follow his master to comprehend immortal arts here, and it is all thanks to the Marquis's generosity. It's a small matter, Marquis need not worry about it."