Group pet small peasant girls: Escape the famine with the space of merit

Chapter 63 Shiro Goro Sick
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Wu Zikuan is a native of Anping County and knows a lot of people, so he quickly brought the news back.

"This medicinal soup was ordered by the county magistrate." Wu Zikuan looked around and said in a low voice, "I heard that an assassin broke into the county office yesterday and almost injured the county magistrate. The strange thing is that the assassin He even brought two large carts of medicinal materials into the county government office, and he broke into the county government office just to let the county magistrate order people to boil the medicinal materials into medicinal soup and distribute them to the people."

After the assassin left, the magistrate of Anping County asked a doctor to check the medicinal materials, and after confirming that there was no problem, they distributed them today.

Warm pondered.

In other words, the distribution of medicinal soup was not requested by the imperial court.

"Then did you find out why the medicinal soup is distributed outside our store?"

"I didn't hear that."

Nuan Nuan knocked on the table: "Please make another trip to Shopkeeper Wu and ask Huang Ping."

She didn't like the feeling of being kept in the dark.

The stall was set up at the door of her own store, and she always felt uneasy if she didn't clarify the matter.

Huang Ping now loves and hates the people of "Juxuanzhai". Seeing Wu Zikuan coming over gave him a headache: "What happened to your 'Juxuanzhai'?"

"Nothing happened." Wu Zikuan was a little unhappy when he heard that Huang Ping said something happened in his shop as soon as he opened his mouth: "The boss asked me to ask Mr. Huang about something."

Is this the attitude to inquire about things?

Huang Ping was angry, but he had some scruples about "Juxuanzhai", so his tone was a little bad: "You can inquire about the affairs of the government?"

"Our boss asked me to ask, why do you want to spread medicinal soup at the entrance of our store?" Wu Zikuan didn't care about Huang Ping's face, and his tone was firm: "The soup is so strong, it will affect the business of our store!"

These words were made by Nuan Nuan on purpose, so that it was easy to get the truth out of Huang Ping's mouth.

"Has it affected your business?" "Juxuanzhai" business is not good, Huang Ping was happy in his heart, but he didn't show his true emotion: "It is the request of the person who delivers the medicine at the door of your shop, my lord." There is no way to refuse, I hope you can understand the difficulties of adults, after all, this is for the health of the people in the city, right?"

This medicine is given once every other day, and "Juxuanzhai" may suffer heavy losses this time!

How could he be so happy?

No, he has to tell the good news to the adults, so that the adults can enjoy themselves too.

Wu Zikuan brought the news back to the store.

"The assassin who delivered the medicine asked them to dispense the medicinal soup at the door of our shop?" This answer was obviously beyond Wen Nuan's expectations.

What is the assassin's intention?
Enemy or friend?
"Shopkeeper Wu, please continue to explain, everyone should be more vigilant these days, be more careful in doing things, and don't argue with others at will."

No matter what the other party's purpose is, it's always right to be careful.

Because of the medicinal soup, Nuan wrote a letter to his brother that night, asking him to send Qi'er home first.

The few of them are in Lianzhou. If there is a plague, she will be beyond her reach.

It's just that before Nuan Nuan's letter was delivered to Erlang, Nuan Nuan received Erlang's letter first.

Erlang said in the letter that both Qi'er and Shiro Goro were ill, especially Shiro, who was very ill and had a high fever. The magistrate invited all the best doctors in the city and did not let Shiro's fever go down.

In addition to Qi'er, many students in the academy also fell ill, and several people in Lianzhou City and refugees outside the city died of illness.

After receiving such a letter from Erlang, the whole family was as anxious as ants on a hot pan.

"What should I do?" The old lady was so worried that tears came out: "The best doctor in Lianzhou City can't cure Shiro, what can I do?"

Nuan Nuan was also very uneasy, worried that there would be a plague in Lianzhou: "Brother, please go and invite the village chief."

After Dalang left, Nuannuan gave his father a few banknotes: "Father, you go to the city now, tell Shopkeeper Wu and the others to close the store, and tell everyone to go home and stay there, and don't go out if there is no need. Then go to the tailor shop and clothing store to buy all the cotton cloth, daddy, you can go home immediately after buying things, you can't stay outside for too long!"

Wen Xingye didn't ask any further questions, put on the mask given by his daughter, and drove into the city in a pony carriage.

At this time, the old village chief came with his eldest son Liao Yong. They had already learned about Shiro Goro's situation from Dalang, and they asked as soon as they entered the door, "Is there anything we can do to help?"

"Grandfather of the village chief, Uncle Yong, I am going to Lianzhou, but I am worried that the folks in the village will catch typhoid fever again." Grandpa the village head can restrain the villagers, so that the big guys don't leave the village for half a step, let alone let outsiders enter the village!"

The old village chief had experienced it before. Seeing Nuan Nuan's seriousness, he had a faint guess in his heart, and his expression became serious: "Nuan Nuan, tell me the truth, is there a plague?"

"I'm not sure yet!" Seeing that the old village chief had already guessed it, Wen Nuan didn't hide it anymore: "But someone in the city distributed the soup, and some of the ingredients in it were medicinal materials for curing the plague. I'm worried that the plague has already appeared in other places."

Hearing this, everyone's expressions changed.

"Nuannuan, do you mean that both Shiro and Goro may have been infected with the plague?" The faces of the old lady and the women of the Yuan family and Luo family turned pale, and the old lady was about to faint.

"Grandma," Nuan Nuan helped the old lady sit back on the chair, "Don't worry, with me here, nothing will happen to Shiro Goro!"

The old village head was also very flustered, pinning his hope on Nuan Nuan: "Nuan Nuan, can you cure the plague?"

"If it's just an ordinary plague, I'm [-]% sure that it can be cured." Despite the blessing of space, Wen Nuan didn't speak too much: "The premise is that the big guy can cooperate with me."

"It's about everyone's lives, and the folks will definitely cooperate!" Liao Yong answered.

The old village head was a little worried: "The food in the villagers' homes will not last for a few days, I am worried..."

"Grandpa the village chief, we survived without land, food, and water. Now we have at least some vegetables to eat. I believe the villagers will be able to hold on. If we can't stand it, we will kill the pigs in the pigsty." gone."

As for my family, the food in the cellar can still be eaten for a while.

The old village head had no choice but to say, "Okay, I will persuade the villagers and restrain everyone, and prevent them from leaving the village."

"I still have some medicinal materials here. The grandfather of the village chief asked people to boil it for the villagers to drink. Adults drink a bowl every day, and children drink half a bowl."

Nuan Nuan had already prepared for it, and took advantage of the opportunity to go out a few times to stock up a lot of medicinal materials at home. The family has long been used to it, anyway, this child is very capable.

Dalang used a carriage to pull the medicinal materials to the old village head's house, and then pulled the carriage back after unloading the medicinal materials.

Wen Nuan warned the Luo family again: "Mother, you and your eldest aunt and second aunt have worked hard recently, making masks from the cotton noodles that father bought, which can prevent viruses. Remember, you must burn them after use, and you can't Stay! Dad and Aunt Su remember to ask them to burn the masks when they come back."

Cotton masks are not as good as space medical masks, but something is worse than nothing.

(End of this chapter)