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Chapter 1159: Store Up Food (Part 1159) [Seeking a Monthly Ticket]

Qi Miao said with embarrassment: "It stands to reason that we should find ordinary people suffering from Jiao Acarus Disease to test the medicine, but the medicinal properties of Artemisia selengensis have not been fully understood yet, and there may be accidents if we rashly test the medicine on ordinary patients. As a last resort, we can only seek help from the soldiers in the army."

She prepared the anthelmintic based on the prescription she bought from Doctor Ling, and the effect was indeed much better than the commonly used prescriptions on the market, but how to improve it to maximize the efficacy and minimize the side effects, as well as how to use the medicine for different patients, all of these require countless cases to explore. It was really wrong to scare the master.

Shen Tang tried hard to erase the scene from his mind.

His expression returned to calm and he waved his hand to indicate that everything was fine.

She slowly asked a dozen soldiers questions, mostly about whether they knew the purpose of the drug trial and the compensation for the trial.

A dozen or so soldiers were terrified.

Even though they were all brave warriors, and not the lowest in the army, the worst among them was a sergeant, but they were not qualified to get so close to Shen Tang, let alone talk to him at a distance of a few steps. They were so confused that their hands and feet were shaking, and cold sweat was pouring down their foreheads. They were more nervous than the first time they went to the battlefield to kill people, and even their answers were so broken that they could not form a coherent sentence.

“I know…”

The military doctor made it quite clear when he came to recruit people.

Find a few people who dare to eat insects, and point out that they need to cultivate martial energy and have certain experience in controlling martial energy.

Those who were selected could receive double military pay, enjoy more generous food during the drug trial, and be credited with a merit after the success. At that time, there were more than a hundred people who came to participate, but after learning that the worms they were eating were roundworms, more than half of them withdrew.

Of the remaining people, some did not meet other conditions, so after careful selection, only number 17 remained. Ascaris were really disgusting, and most people did not have the courage to eat them. However, in troubled times, the living environment was harsh, and many people may have eaten more disgusting things, such as maggots and even human flesh, so they could still endure it.

Number 17 stayed.

Test the medication three times a day.

If the medicine you take does not kill the roundworms, use your martial energy to eliminate them.

In short, if the body doesn't suffer, the mind will suffer.

Shen Tang then asked a few more questions about how they had been eating recently. At this time, Wu Zu was no longer so nervous, and he shyly praised the cooking skills of the logistics staff, saying that every meal was fully supplied.

Shen Tang nodded, urged them to work hard, and gave them two bowls of chicken soup. He also made some promises - if the roundworm medicine developed by Qi Miao could be successfully launched, it would save countless children in Kangguo.

They also made great contributions by generously trying out the drugs.

Shen Tang not only knows how to make promises, but also knows how to give sweet rewards.

"Double military pay is a little too little, I'll give you some more, five times the military pay!" In addition to these, Shen Tang also rewarded them with 20 kilograms of rice, flour, grain and oil each. When it's their turn to go home to visit their families, they can apply for it from the logistics department to replenish their family members. These words made Qi Miao look at them in surprise, and even doubted - was this really the master she knew?

Qi Miao had seen his master refuse to pay for meals more than once.

Occasionally, I would borrow money from my father.

  But today he directly said that he would make up three times the military pay from the private treasury?

Even though the total amount is not much, it is unprecedented for the master who has been so stingy for so many years!

Shen Tang noticed Qi Miao's eyes.

A secret sense of joy arose in my heart.

Hehe, Jun Qiao could not have imagined that she was not only debt-free now, but also had a considerable amount of savings in her private treasury. Anyway, this savings would be ruined by Xun Hanzhang sooner or later, so she wanted to enjoy it before that.

Wu Zu didn't know the value of Shen Tang's reward, but he knew that the honor bestowed by the Lord personally was far superior to anything else. He was so excited that his face flushed and he thanked Shen Tang immediately. Shen Tang signaled them to continue with their own business and signaled Qi Miao to follow him.

Outside the tent, in a remote place.

"How long will it take for this roundworm medicine to be effective?"

Qi Miao estimated the time: "At least one month."

"One month? How long will it take to go into mass production?"

"Mass production? How many does the master want?"

Shen Tang said, "I plan to popularize this roundworm medicine throughout Kangguo so that every child can take it, the sooner the better. I will take as many as there are children in Kangguo. Can Junqiao do it?"

Qi Miao certainly wanted to say yes, but the reality is not possible.

She said in embarrassment: "We don't have that much Artemisia."

Shen Tang said: "Lingde will fully support us."

Since Kangguo's development, there are more than one person who can accelerate the growth of crops. Shen Tang specially integrated them into Sinong Temple. The effect is not as strong as Lin Feng, but it should not be underestimated. Fully support the cultivation of Artemisia wormwood, and a considerable amount of Artemisia wormwood can be obtained within half a year. The main raw materials of the worm medicine are not a problem.

Qi Miao calculated silently in his heart.

The raw material of Artemisia scoparia can be produced in a short time, but the pharmaceutical process still requires a lot of manpower to participate. In order to ensure the efficacy of the medicine, this batch of medicine must be distributed as quickly as possible. Improper storage will also fail.

It seems like a simple thing, but the cost is not low.

  Even if a pill is cheap, how many ordinary people would be willing to buy it?

Shen Tang said: "Jun Qiao, tell me what you are worried about."

Qi Miao asked, "How much does this medicine cost?"

The medicine is good, but too many people are reluctant to take it. Even though Kangguo's life is much better now than before, they are still reluctant to take it.

“Priceless, free, no charge.”

Qi Miao suddenly opened his eyes wide, as if he couldn't believe what he heard. Shen Tang continued, "It takes too much time to go through the procedures at the Ministry of Revenue. The money will come directly from my private treasury. This batch of roundworm medicine for children will not be charged a penny!"

  She, the ruler of the country, is treating us!

Not only that, she also planned to make a batch of maltose.

Wrap the pills in caramel and let your child taste the sweetness.

Qi Miao's eyes turned red without her knowing when, and she bowed deeply to Shen Tang: "Miao thanks the Lord for his kindness on behalf of those children!"

Shen Tang stopped her from saluting.

He joked, "You should learn more from your father. He is much thicker-skinned than you and would not be so polite. These are the responsibilities of a king. Children are the future of a country. Only when children are well can the country have the possibility of continuing its inheritance."

Is that good for the child?

It is clearly to protect the young leeks of the future.

"Father has always respected the king and would never be disrespectful."

Shen Tang smiled but said nothing, neither agreeing nor making any comment.

Shangnan County, the seat of government.

Qishan kept sneezing and his eyes were misty.

He sniffed, pinched his nose and drank a large bowl of black medicine. Ever since he was rescued from the water after a fish bone got stuck in his throat, he had caught a severe cold and had been bedridden for more than half a month before he got better. The doctor from Xinglin examined him several times but couldn't find the problem. A cold can kill an ordinary person, but it's just a minor illness for a scholar like Qishan.

How could he stay in bed for so long?

The doctors in Xinglin were puzzled.

He Shu said bluntly: "Is he really not pretending to be sick?"

Doctor Xinglin paused as he wrote the medicine. Qi Shan, who had just finished drinking the medicine, frowned: "I'm pretending to be sick? Why do I drink these bitter things when I have nothing better to do? My tongue is almost not mine anymore."

Doctor Xinglin said, "Sir Qi, this is not bitter."

Qi Shan complained that the medicine was too bitter and the prescription was changed several times.

Doctor Xinglin had tasted it himself. The decoction tasted slightly bitter, but after it went down the throat, it had a cool and slightly sweet taste. Not to mention Qishan, a man in his thirties, even a child wouldn't complain about the bitterness. Qishan held the candied fruit in his mouth, and the bitterness at the root of his tongue remained strong. He didn't want to argue with Doctor Xinglin anymore.

The medicine is indeed extremely bitter.

The more you argue, the more bitter the next dose of medicine will be.

When he drank it for the first time, Qishan’s soul almost floated out. He felt that his life was not as bitter as this bowl of medicine.

After the doctor left, He Shu stepped forward and pulled out a secret letter sealed with wax from his sleeve: "This is yours."

This letter was delivered the day before yesterday.

However, Qishan had a sudden high fever and couldn't wake up. He woke up yesterday and was listless. He heard Fang Yan say that the wax seal on the letter was not of high grade and should not be important, so He Shu waited for Qishan to wake up and let him open it himself.

"A letter from the Lord?"

Qishan stuffed another handful of candied fruit into his mouth.

The sour, sweet and bitter tastes were indistinguishable on his taste buds, and his attention was completely attracted by the content of the letter. Seeing that Qi Shan had not responded for a long time, He Shu thought that the letter contained some important secrets. If so, wouldn't it have delayed two or three days?

He Shu asked, "What's in the letter?"

Qi Shan was brought back to reality by his voice. He tried hard to suppress his excitement and pretended to be calm as he rolled up the letter carefully. However, his trembling fingers betrayed his true emotions: "It's nothing. It's just that the master proposed to write a book for the meritorious ministers. He knew that I was good at painting, so he wanted me to help paint a few portraits. The letter also said that your wife's painting skills were not bad, and he wanted her to share some of the work with me."

He Shu: "..."

He silently watched Qishan's uncontrollable smile.

"Meritorious minister, you are one of them, right?"

Qi Shan said calmly, "Thanks to the Lord for not giving up, and my colleagues for letting me take the top spot, Qi is the winner."

He Shu: "..."

Why does my fist itch when I look at Qishan?

He said unhappily, "I know you are feeling proud. If you want to laugh, just laugh. But if you keep holding it in, you might burst your cheek."

Qishan then burst into laughter.

He immediately became energetic after sweeping away the drowsiness of being bedridden. He Shu looked at him, who was so excited that he forgot to put on shoes and stepped on the cold ground with his bare feet, and asked, "When did you care about these empty names?"

Qi Shan said: “I don’t understand this.”

"He really doesn't understand."

Qi Shan said proudly: "What I care about is not this false reputation, but the fact that Chu Wuhui is not even on the list. We have been in constant conflict since we entered the master's camp. He always acts like an old man in front of the master because of his gray hair. The master respects the old and loves the young, so he always goes along with him and suppresses me. Now he has lost completely, and I am the winner!"

Once you turn over, sing!

He Shu was speechless after hearing this: "That's it?"

  Is he so happy just because he is better than Chu Wuhui?

The Qishan I know is not like this.

  Under normal circumstances, shouldn't Chu Wuhui be killed?

Qi Shan asked back: "Isn't this enough?"

He Shu: "..."

"The situation in Shangnan County is stable. I will go to meet my master in a while. You'd better not stay in Shangnan. Pack up and let Haogu take your wife and children with you." He Shu killed too many powerful people from the noble families of Shangnan County. He was retaliated intensively during this period, but none of the assassinations were successful. If he didn't leave with him, it would be hard to say if he stayed.

He Shu said: "Yeah."

Qi Shan wanted to say something, but he took a step and his body began to sway. He held on to the table with both hands to avoid falling. The familiar feeling of weakness came over him again. He Shu put the back of his hand on his forehead, which was burning hot.

"Why is your fever coming back? I'll go call the doctor from Xinglin."

Even if Qishan was going to die of illness, he couldn't die here.

"No, I know where the lesion is." Qi Shan stopped He Shu from getting up, and said with a hint of gnashing teeth, "Don't pay attention to it, it will be healed in ten days or half a month."

It is normal that doctors in Xinglin cannot diagnose or cure the disease.

Because this was not an ordinary disease at all, but the power of Kang Jishou, the god of plague, was too strong, and the aftermath also swept him. This was also the main reason why the medicine prescribed by the Xinglin doctor was not bitter, but he felt that his soul was ascending to heaven after drinking it. He was completely suffering for his master. When he thought that his master was more unlucky than himself, he became even angrier!

When will Kang Jishou be able to perfect his path as a scholar? The master was almost killed by a fish bone, and he himself slipped down the river bank and almost drowned. The feeling is still frightening when I think about it.

He Shu: "..."

Front-line camp, main tent.

Shen Tang was trying to do two things at once.

While handling government affairs, keep your mind in a virtual perspective.

In the summer, the temperature in the Central Continent is much higher than that in the Northwest. Although the air is not as humid and hot as in the Southwest, it is not as dry and cool as in the Northwest. There are no clouds in the sky, only the breeze, bringing a hint of coolness.

There were corpses everywhere in the deep mountains and by the river.

"Which little thief dares to kill the king's official?"

The bearded man was covered in blood and was kneeling on the ground covered with sharp gravel. There were deep wounds on his chest, back and arms where the bones were visible and the flesh was exposed. Judging from the shape of the wounds, they were all knife wounds.

The bald woman who was scolded by him sat on the backs of two piled-up corpses, wiping the blade of her sword with an indifferent look. She didn't even raise her eyebrows when she heard him: "Wang Ting Ming Guan? Is it a life-saving talisman?"

After saying this, a group of thieves dressed as rangers burst into laughter.

The shrill laughter made the man even more afraid.

"You're not afraid—"

"You're not afraid, so what am I afraid of?"

The woman's question interrupted the man's words.

It was this sentence that made the man's pupils tremble, revealing obvious fear. He tried his best to cover it up, but the woman was too lazy to listen to his excuses. The sword tip raised his chin and said, "Tell me, where is the token? If you cooperate obediently, you can at least keep your body intact."

If no one was good at torture, we wouldn't waste time.

The man seemed to be grasping at a lifeline when he heard this, and refused to speak. If he didn't speak, he could still survive, but if he spoke, he would die immediately.

Shen Zixu Tang sneered.

"I really can't see the coffin without crying."

If you don't want to drink a toast, you have to drink a forfeit. If you don't want a decent death, then you can only resort to some tricks. She grabbed the man's hair and dragged him to the water. The man was puzzled at first, but the next second, a huge force came from the top of his head, and his whole head was pressed into the water.

The feeling of liquid rushing into the nasal cavity is unpleasant.

Just as he felt his lungs were about to explode, his head was ripped out.

Just as he took a breath, it was violently pushed back again.

After more than twenty times of back and forth, the man's strength was exhausted, and the look in his eyes when he looked at the bald woman was only fear. Shen Zixu Tang sneered: "I can kill you, or I can make you wish you were dead, and I'll take your time!"

  Why don’t you be more sensible?

Does she look like a very patient person?

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I have the third driving test on June 6.11th. The instructor asked me to practice driving on the 10th as a final preparation...but that day is the Dragon Boat Festival, alas.