Lin Gao Qiming

Chapter 1142 Private Purpose
"Happy meeting!"

The two sides exchanged pleasantries at the pier, and then Wei Bachi accompanied the two to inspect the Marine Corps.After the inspection was over, the two parties boarded carriages and headed for the shop next to the customs.

In order to prevent the Dutch from bringing the plague, every time the Dutch come, they can only stay in the business hall.No matter how much the Governor-General boasted about the status of the "Prince's Diplomats," they were potential germ carriers in the eyes of the Senate.

The shop is located at the corner of the pier, a beautiful three-story red brick house.The outside is surrounded by a half-man-high bamboo fence, entwined with vine roses, which will bloom in full bloom.It looks so colorful and beautiful, but in fact it is full of small thorns, which act as barbed wire.Upstairs in the Merchant House was a hotel for merchants, diplomatic envoys and high-ranking sailors to rest--the "dregs of humanity" were not accepted here: sailors.All of them must live on board and are not allowed to go ashore for accommodation.

Downstairs are canteens, bars and duty-free shops.There are not only separate toilets but also bathing facilities.There are soldiers from the North Korean security forces brought from Jeju with big sticks here. The first priority is to urge the guests staying here to take a bath, otherwise they will be served with sticks.

In order to ensure the safety of the service personnel working here, they were all inoculated with vaccinia and injected experimental vaccines against various common infectious diseases at that time.

Naturally, the envoy and his party do not need to enjoy such "courtesy".Compared with the Europeans at that time, the Dutch were quite hygienic.Whether it is the British or the French, they are deeply impressed by the cleanliness and orderliness of the Dutch cities and residences.

"Please take a rest here first, to relieve the fatigue of the journey." Wei Bachi sent them to the lobby of the business hall, "What's the matter, we will talk about it tomorrow." He motioned to the service staff who were waiting for customers in the lobby , "To entertain a few guests well."

"Yes, Chief!"

Zhong Lishi said: "I will accompany them up."

Wei Bachi chuckled: "Why, did you get excited seeing little Huygens' father? Or did you fall in love with Little Yangma?"

Dr. Zhong also responded with a smile: "I want to communicate more with Little Huygens' father. He is also a scientist. We have a lot in common..."

The entourage of Huygens and Boncourt was placed on the second floor, and they were led to the third floor of the business hall-specially for high-end guests or guests who were willing to pay a lot of money for enjoyment.Four houses have already been prepared here.There is a wooden sign with the name of the guest written in German on the door of each bedroom.

The waiter opened the door of the first bedroom: "This is Miss's room." Zhong Lishi said with a smile.

Cretia couldn't help exclaiming: "It's so beautiful!"

Although the three men did not speak, they also showed admiration on their faces.

By seventeenth-century standards, the room was neither luxurious nor beautiful.If you want to follow the decoration style of the time, it is very "Dutch": the room is small, the walls are whitewashed, and the floor is clean.The furniture is simple and functional, without many carved decorations.The only decorations that qualify are a Chinese painting on the wall and flowers in porcelain vases.

Although there are differences in artistic modeling, the overall aesthetic taste is typical of the Dutch Bourgeois style.

If there's one thing that gets everyone's admiration, it's the large glass windows that open onto the bay.You can see the blue sea and the green mountains and rivers not far away - the scenery is pleasant.

Dr. Zhong's attention was all on Huygens' father just now, and now he casts his eyes on Franz von Boncourt's sons and daughters.

Because Caucasians mature prematurely, it is difficult to estimate the ages of boys and girls.In the past, Dr. Zhong met many European and American people because of his work, and he also made friends with a few German guys, so he had a certain spectrum in his mind.Judging by the appearance, Cretia is about sixteen or seventeen years old, and Westley should be two or three years younger than her sister.

Their hair was beautifully blond, and Clytia and Westley were not tall.Cretia is at best at the level of 1.6 meters ten.Westley was even shorter.Both of them have well-proportioned and beautiful bodies, but the mature girls don't seem to be turbulent at all——Dr. Zhong couldn't help being slightly disappointed.

"Is this a suite?" Cretia curiously opened a small log door inside, immediately covered her mouth, and exclaimed in surprise, "God!"

"What's the matter? Sister." Probably due to age, Westley is much more extroverted than his father, who is restrained and calm, so he rushed over immediately.

Westley also let out a surprised cry at the door: "It's too... unbelievable!"

He turned his head and looked at Zhong Lishi eagerly: "Sir... This, is this the Australians' bathroom..."

Dr. Zhong smiled slightly, modern bathroom equipment, this is the equipment with the most shocking effect in this time and space.No native could resist its powerful charm.For Europeans, the shock is even greater: because the entire bathroom is made of porcelain.

"Can these water pipes really release hot and cold water by themselves?"

"Of course." Zhong Lishi said, "This is actually the same as the principle of a fountain."

"Yes, I understand, but the fountain is just a fountain." Westley's eyes lit up with excitement, "It's amazing!" He said to his smiling sister, "It's so right that we came here this time! "As he said, he ran from the bathroom door to Dr. Zhong, "Can I ask you for advice every day? I have always been puzzled by the law of 'nature is afraid of a vacuum'..."

"Of course..." Dr. Zhong was a little caught off guard. He originally wanted to have more academic exchanges with Huygens' father. By the way, he asked about the current situation of Christian Huygens. He didn't expect this young man to have great enthusiasm for science. .

He quickly filtered through the European scientists in this historical period in his mind, and it seemed that there was no one named Westriboncourt.

"Great!" Westley turned his head and looked at his father again. "Is that okay? Father."

"Of course, my child." Although Mr. Boncourt looks very serious, he obviously dotes on this boy, "as long as Dr. Zhong has no objection." He said and bowed slightly to Dr. Zhong: "I hope this Didn't bother you..."

"No, not at all." Dr. Zhong's mood of being a teacher broke out again, "I am very happy."

Dr. Zhong also reminded them of a few points for attention-according to the regulations, foreign visitors can only move around the commercial hall and the civilian wharf. If they want to, they can also go to the commercial street.To enter downtown Kaohsiung, you must apply for a pass.

After exchanging pleasantries, Dr. Zhong was about to leave when Mr. Boncourt suddenly followed him.

"Dr. Zhong, please stay."

"what's up?"

"I have a little personal request." Mr. Boncourt seemed a little embarrassed. "You know, smallpox has always been a very dangerous plague."

"Yes."

"I've heard in both Holland and Batavia that the Chinese have a smallpox prevention operation, which can make people infected with mild smallpox once without life-threatening, and then never get smallpox for life—"

"That's right. It's called human pox." Zhong Lishi nodded and asked, "Do you want to vaccinate your child against human pox?"

"As you can probably see, none of my children have had smallpox. I hope they can escape the evil hands of the plague god... so this time I am willing to take the risk of bringing them to Asia. But in Batavia I I asked the Chinese about the specific vaccination method—I know a little about medicine: this active infection method is not very safe, and there is a high mortality rate..." Mr. Boncourt seemed very anxious.

Zhong Lishi nodded.Although variolation is a pioneering work in preventive medicine, it is much more dangerous than vaccinia.

"At this time, someone told me that Australians have a special varicella technique, which can make the vaccinators [-]% safe..."

Only then did Dr. Chung suddenly realize: No wonder this senior official of the East India Company took the risk of sailing thousands of miles with his son and daughter—from the Netherlands to Batavia, the normal voyage is more than 160 days—to East Asia at the risk of being wrecked at sea. .In addition to satisfying his son's desire to "see the world" as a naturalist, there is also this intention.

Indeed, Lingao now vaccinates all refugees who come in with vaccinia—this is the easiest vaccine to obtain, and it basically eliminates smallpox infection.This reputation seems to have gradually spread.

He immediately said with a pleasant face: "It's not a big problem, I'll mention it to Mayor Wei."

Kaohsiung already had professional anti-epidemic personnel inoculating refugees with vaccinia, and it would not be difficult to add a few more people.

"Thank you so much!" Seeing that he did not shirk, Bangkut was overjoyed and immediately saluted.Dr. Zhong couldn't help but secretly sighed "poor parents all over the world".

"This is a little gift from me, as a token of appreciation." Mr. Boncourt took out a beautiful little box.

"This...well," although Dr. Zhong was very curious, but according to the discipline of the Senate, the elders are not allowed to receive gifts privately with the natives, so he immediately refused politely, "Mr. Boncourt, we cannot receive gifts in private Yes. Your gift should only be given on a formal occasion..."

Seeing that he spoke with a firm expression, Boncourt had also heard of the "integrity" of the Australian elders in Batavia, so he no longer insisted.

"Sir," interposed Westley, "where can I consult you?"

"Just come to the customs. I'm working on a project at the customs." Zhong Lishi pointed to the customs building outside the window, and then said to Mr. Huygens who was standing aside with a smile, "I think Mr. Huygens might also be interested .”

(End of this chapter)