After reading the heart milk ball, the cannon fodder family went crazy

The word "plague" was like a bolt from the blue, making several people present feel dizzy and even stopped breathing.

Over there, Su Zhaozhao didn't know how much impact his words had, and he was still recalling the plot about the plague in his mind.

In the book, after the Yellow River burst its banks, Emperor Ming quickly sent people to stabilize the situation. While opening warehouses to provide disaster relief, he also provided work for relief and immigrants to eat.

Originally, with this combination of punches, the huge disaster would have been alleviated.

Unexpectedly, the officials responsible for disaster relief colluded and embezzled most of the money for disaster relief, resulting in the porridge provided to the disaster-stricken people being poor.

They had to work without having enough to eat. As a result, many people died not in the floods but at work.

When many people died, the hungry and anxious people started to make a fuss, seeking an explanation.

In order to prevent the matter from getting into trouble and being investigated by the court, the responsible officials had to find ways to improve the food for the victims.

However, there was no reason to spit out the money they had eaten. After much thought, they sent people to pretend to be victims of the disaster, salvage the poultry washed away by the flood, and make dishes for the victims.

At first they were worried that something might happen, so they only dared to salvage the live poultry.

After eating for two days and seeing that the victims were okay, they salvaged the dead poultry together.

After a few days, these officials became more and more courageous. In addition, there was really not enough food to eat. All animals with meat, including dead people, became vegetables in the pot.

Because it was stewed in one pot and all kinds of meat were mixed together, no one among the victims noticed any problems.

It wasn't until the day before the flood receded that the victims started to have fever, coughing up blood, vomiting and diarrhea, and everyone realized something was wrong.

The doctor only took one look and concluded that they were infected with the plague.

After the responsible officials learned of the incident, they immediately sent people to take care of all the victims. As soon as someone died, they were immediately taken away and cremated.

In less than three days, most of the victims were dead.

If such a big thing happened, the court would naturally not be able to hide it.

When the imperial envoys sent by Emperor Ming arrived, the officials immediately blamed some victims, saying that they were reluctant to part with the dead chickens and pigs washed away by the flood, so they secretly salvaged and ate them, and then they were infected with the plague and spread it to others.

The imperial envoy naturally did not believe this argument, but before he could find out, more than half of the victims died in just two days.

One of the two imperial doctors he brought with him had just gone in to treat the victims during the day, but by night he was gone.

Seeing that the plague spread so quickly, the imperial envoy believed it even if he didn't believe it, and hurried back to Beijing to deliver a message to Emperor Ming.

Emperor Ming was originally worried that the plague would spread to other places. After hearing this, he secretly ordered people to deal with all the victims.

In the end, nearly 20,000 people died in this natural disaster, and the officials who came to provide relief made a lot of money one by one.

Su Zhaozhao sighed helplessly in his heart. Judging from the symptoms of the victims, they should be infected with plague and cholera.

Originally, being infected with only one disease was a disaster for the ancients, let alone being infected with two diseases at the same time.

But in her opinion, this man-made disaster could have been avoided.

Zheng Wenchang had the same idea. He didn't expect that these people would kill nearly 20,000 innocent people for money!

They deserve to die!

Su Youmin swallowed, and after digesting the information in his mind, asked: "Wenchang, who does your Majesty plan to send to provide disaster relief?"

The news that the Yellow River burst its banks was only sent to the palace this morning, and Su Youmin was not qualified to go to court, so he didn't know who was responsible for providing disaster relief.

"Your Majesty ordered Mr. Zhao, Minister of the Ministry of Industry, to take charge of this matter." Zheng Wenchang replied.

[Oh, it’s Zhao Shen again. It seems that the plague can’t escape either.]

Zheng Wenchang's heart sank. Forget it he didn't know before, but now that he knows, he must not let this happen.

These are living people, with nearly 20,000 lives, and they cannot be used as a tool for Zhao Shen and his ilk to make money!

After calming down, Zheng Wenchang pretended to sigh and said: "Every time after a flood, people are susceptible to the plague. It would be great if there was a way to avoid it."

As he spoke, he looked at Su Zhaozhao expectantly.

[It’s very simple. The main reason for contracting the plague is that there are bacteria in the water. You should boil the water when drinking it]

[Also disinfect the room and be careful not to get bitten by mosquitoes]

Zheng Wenchang suddenly realized that after having been in contact with the Su family for a long time, he understood the concepts of bacteria and disinfection.

But he didn't expect that the plague was actually caused by this bacteria!

[Hey, it would be great if we had penicillin, but we don’t have to kill bacteria randomly]

Three people present: What kind of magic medicine is this?

[If I had known I would be reborn here, I shouldn’t have studied business administration. I should have studied medicine! 】

Su Zhaozhao gets angry when she thinks about this. Although she hasn't gotten sick this year, she is always worried that she will die if she catches a cold.

Modern medicine is so advanced that many people die from colds every year, let alone ancient times when the average life span was just over thirty.

Without antibiotics, what was the difference between running naked in ancient times!

Mrs. Su almost laughed in anger. No wonder she found out that Su Zhaozhao started to maintain health when he was only one year old, and his relationship was so cold.

She admitted that when the Su family got sick in the past, most of the time they would go to the mountains to dig herbs and boil water to drink, but it was not as exaggerated as Su Zhaozhao said, and people would be gone after a cold.

Not to mention that the Su family is now a well-known figure. Although the imperial doctor cannot afford it, doctors in the capital can still afford it.

Su Zhaozhao cried and whined: You are not afraid, but she is afraid.

If she was wearing it, with the vaccines on her body, she wouldn't be afraid even if she walked sideways in ancient times!

Ancient Aboriginal: Don't come over!

We can't even handle the plague and cholera, let alone those modern viruses you have!

If you sneeze casually, we will be destroyed!

[Fortunately, I learned in a short video how to extract penicillin in ancient ways. I will make penicillin in two years, and then I will no longer be afraid.]

Su Family: Expand...

They also want to know how to extract penicillin!

Short video: Look, I know I can learn something by brushing it, and I won’t say anything as I learn it!

[The first step in extracting penicillin is to collect a large amount of penicillium...]

The eyes of the three of them brightened when they heard this, and they each silently memorized the steps for extracting penicillin in their hearts.

Su Youmin and Mrs. Su were old, and their heads became dizzy after hearing half of the sentence. They remembered the next sentence and forgot the previous sentence.

Only Zheng Wenchang remembered it word for word.

In order to quickly write down these contents, Zheng Wenchang left because he had something to do.

After returning home, Zheng Wenchang immediately wrote down the steps for extracting penicillin. After confirming that they were correct, he slowly breathed a sigh of relief.

Then, looking at the contents on the paper, Zheng Wenchang felt worried.

It is impossible to take this thing out now. We can only find someone to do it secretly, but who to find is a problem.

After a while, a figure appeared in Zheng Wenchang's mind.