Regardless of whether Zhang Miao could persuade Yun Tian, he had to try to cultivate penicillin for the safety of his family and soldiers, even though it would take several dozen days.
After sterilizing each item I had bought by boiling it in hot water, I began to get busy following the steps.
He prepared a total of 5 culture containers, which means he has 5 chances to try, and hopefully one of them will work.
Once penicillin is successfully cultivated in one of the petri dishes, all that is needed is to ensure a continuous supply of nutrients and temperature, and an inexhaustible supply of penicillin can be produced.
He could only do his best and leave the rest to fate. He called Ban Yingying over and told her what she needed to pay attention to, and that it was a very important matter that only someone as meticulous as Ban Yingying could handle.
Ban Yingying also sensed Lu Tu's seriousness and solemnity, and dared not be disrespectful in the slightest: "Yes, sir, I will do as you command. For the next month, I will stay here every day and no one will be allowed to enter."
Lu Tu nodded: "I remember, from today onwards you will move here and you will need to wash your hands and face with wood ash when you come in and out."
"OK!"
After giving his instructions, Lü Tu finally felt a little relieved. When he arrived at the drill ground, he found that Xiao Zhong had already arranged for all the villagers to spread quicklime.
Upon seeing Lü Tu, his gloomy expression finally eased somewhat, and he stepped forward anxiously to ask, "Sir, has a plague broken out in Wuchuan?"
Lu Tu didn't intend to hide it from him, and besides, Xiao Zhong had traveled all over the country; how could he not know about smallpox? "Yes! Smallpox."
Hiss! Upon hearing the word "smallpox," Xiao Zhong couldn't help but gasp.
"It's only early spring, and the weather in Wuchuan is still quite cold. How could there be smallpox?"
Lu Tu shook his head: "I don't know either. I just heard Zhang Miao from the city mention it." He then recounted the story of Zhang Miao and Wu Zhongtian's family.
"After all, I can't go to Wu Zhongtian's house to verify it. This is not something I can control. Yun Tian won't even see me."
Xiao Zhong roared at the villagers who were still dawdling in the distance, "Hurry up and sprinkle it! It has to cover every corner of the village! And starting tonight, everyone has to wipe themselves with the wood ash water. Anyone who dares to slack off will be expelled from the village!"
The villagers had never seen Xiao Zhongfa so angry, so they quickly roused themselves and got busy, not daring to slack off for a moment. They had already adapted to life in the village, and once they were expelled, they would be in trouble.
That means stepping out of your comfort zone and never being able to live a life where you have enough to eat and wear again.
Xiao Zhong then sighed softly, "My lord, it's truly a case of misfortunes never coming singly. Perhaps we should head south instead."
Lu Tu shook his head: "No, we've just settled down here, and all the preparations are complete. Everything is in need of rebuilding. How can we just leave like that?"
"My lord, you are unaware of this. Thatch is known as an incurable disease. Not only is it highly contagious, but those who are infected die a horrific and painful death. There is absolutely no possibility of a cure."
Lu Tu nodded: "I know how serious smallpox is, but we can't just give up. We have to try. I heard that people in the countryside use quicklime and wood ash to disinfect their mud houses, which can greatly reduce the infectivity of smallpox."
Xiao Zhong understood what Lü Tu meant: "Alright, I will explain it to them clearly. From now on, I will strictly control everyone who enters the village every day."
Lu Tu suddenly remembered the group of refugees who were coming tomorrow: "Oh right, tomorrow..." He then recounted the story of the refugees.
Xiao Zhong's eyelids twitched as he listened: "Sir, you've handled this matter haphazardly! Refugees are always on the move, and there's a very high chance they have smallpox. If we let them into the village, aren't we just asking for their own demise?"
Lu Tu didn't even consider denying his decision-making mistake: "Yes, so I plan to wait until they arrive tomorrow, and if it really doesn't work out, I'll just drive them away."
Xiao Zhong suddenly said, "No! Your reputation is gradually rising, and it's not just the people of Wuchuan who know you now; even the people of Huai Shuo Town next door have heard of you. It's not a good idea to do something like this now."
"Then that's the only way. Send more people over tomorrow to check if they have the smallpox-specific pimples. If they do, kill them immediately. If not, settle them outside the village for a few days until it's safe before letting them come into the village to work."
"Okay! I'll go arrange it right away."
Lu Tu stopped Xiao Zhong and gave him some more information on smallpox prevention and the hygiene and cleanliness that needed to be maintained on a daily basis. Only then did he let Xiao Zhong convey this information to everyone, since Xiao Zhong had to hold a routine meeting every day, and it was best for him to do this.
When he got home, he saw Nangong Huiyu waving at him: "Husband, are you starving?"
Lu Tu did not go into the house immediately. He went to the kitchen next door, grabbed a handful of wood ash, washed his hands and face, took off his outer clothes and threw them outside, and then went inside.
This whole operation left Nangong Huiyu stunned: "Husband, have you ever been to a brothel? Why are you cleaning up so thoroughly when you get home?"
Lu Tu chuckled and gently flicked her forehead: "What's that little head of yours thinking about all day? Today, ah..."
He then recounted the smallpox incident to Song Yuxi and Nangong Huiyu, who were both utterly astonished.
"Is what you say true, my lord?"
Lu Tu nodded: "Although I haven't verified it, Zhang Miao has no reason to joke about this. If he does, then there is only one possibility."
"What's possible?"
“That’s the merchant in the city who sells Lithops. He’s Zhang Miao’s relative. Otherwise, Zhang Miao would have no reason to use smallpox to deceive me.”
The two knew that Lü Tu was joking, but it greatly relieved the tension caused by smallpox.
"Husband, what should we do now?"
Lu Tu comforted him, "It's alright. We've already fenced off the village with wooden fences, so it'll be difficult for outsiders to get in. Tomorrow, Yu Xi, give me some more silver, and I'll send someone to the city to stock up on more grain and salt."
As he spoke, Lü Tu handed the two of them some of the snacks he had brought back from Wang Miaoling's house.
Song Yuxi nodded: "But didn't Miss Wang help us? Should we let her come to our village to take refuge? Smallpox has appeared in Wuchuan City, and it will only take a few days to endanger the whole city."
"I've already told her that if she encounters any problems, she can come to our village anytime. Right now, all you two need to do is stay home and rest, don't worry about anything, and don't need to contact anyone else. In fact, the less people you come into contact with during this period, the better!"
After dinner, the three of them went to sleep restlessly, but before dawn the next day, they heard a commotion outside.
Liu Yang reported from outside: "Brother, a large number of refugees have arrived outside, saying they want to see you!"
Lu Tu rolled over and got up: "Damn it, how did they get here so fast?"
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