Xu Zijiang was busy informing everyone to clean up, but Yu Jiu couldn't wait any longer. She was pregnant and couldn't go hungry, so she ate alone first. Xu Zijiang only returned after she finished eating.
He quickly finished his meal and then started cleaning his house. His chickens had died first, and he felt there were a lot of viruses in his house, so he had to clean thoroughly. His wife was pregnant and vulnerable; it would be troublesome if she caught a cold or something.
Because of Xu Zijiang's words, everyone stayed up all night cleaning the entire house and didn't go to sleep until late at night.
Fortunately, the sanitation work was quite effective, and there were no reports of chickens dying in the team for the next few days. Just as Xu Zi was about to relax, news came from the next team that a large number of chickens had died, and then the very next day, a batch of chickens in their team also started to die.
It wasn't completely dead, but it was barely clinging to life, as if a gust of wind could kill it. No one could bear to give up on these chickens, so they tried various folk remedies to revive them, but to no avail. Finally, everyone turned to Xu Zijiang for help.
"Captain, please help us think of a solution! We can't just let these chickens go!"
"That's right! These chickens are our lifeline. Without them, how will we make money? Raising a new hen and getting it to lay eggs takes too long, and we don't even have money to buy salt!"
"Captain, you're so capable, you must have a way! Captain, please save us chickens!"
Everyone kept pleading with Xu Zijiang, who was having a headache. If he had a solution, would he stand by and watch someone die?
“Take the chickens back first, don’t bring the sick ones here. My wife is pregnant, and I can’t let them spread the disease to her. I’ll think of something else about the chickens. If that doesn’t work, I’ll go to the commune and ask the leaders if there are any professional chicken farmers there who can help.”
Xu Zi quickly sent the person away; he hadn't expected that Yu Jiu's pregnancy would be announced at this time.
"Ah, so Yu Zhiqing is pregnant. No wonder. I was wondering why she seemed to be going out less often than usual."
"She also walks with smaller steps than usual. I was saying that Yu Zhiqing walks slower than a child."
After a couple of sighs, everyone went straight home. They were preoccupied with their own chickens and didn't have time for gossip. However, they heeded Xu Zijiang's advice and didn't bring any more sick chickens. Pregnancy was a joyous occasion, and they couldn't let these sick chickens bring bad luck to Yu Zhiqing.
"Is there really anything the commune can do?"
While munching on a dried peach, Yu Jiu asked curiously, "If the commune had a solution, they would have already passed it down to everyone to treat the plagued chickens. Why wait until now?" She continued, "The chicken plague has now broken out on a large scale. Many teams' chickens have all died. Their team was only able to survive a little longer because Xu Zijiang had ensured everyone kept the area clean."
"What can I do? I'm just trying to appease everyone so they won't keep bothering me."
Xu Zijiang rubbed his temples, looking pained. Yu Jiu handed him a dried peach, which Xu Zijiang then snatched away with his mouth.
"Instead of relying on others, we should rely on ourselves. We might as well look for books on raising chickens. Maybe there are ways to cure chicken plague in the books."
Yu Jiu offered a sound suggestion: although it's a bit late to start reading now, last-minute cramming might still be helpful.
"You've reminded me. You should stay home and not go out for the next couple of days. I feel like there are viruses everywhere outside, it's too scary. Don't let the smell bother you."
Xu Zi pinched Yu Jiu's cheek and gave her some words of advice, still feeling a bit shaken.
Several people in the team have already caught colds and fevers. It's unclear if it's related to the chicken plague, but Xu Zijiang doesn't want Yu Jiu to go out these next couple of days. Anyway, she's off work these two days, so it's better if she doesn't go out.
"I understand, I will definitely stay home obediently."
Even without Xu Zijiang saying anything, Yu Jiu could feel the air was filled with viruses. She touched her belly, hoping that the little one inside her would be safe and sound.
It's been a long time since I've used my own little bowl to serve anything. Should I give it a try? Maybe it'll work?
Yu Jiu didn't want to see Xu Zijiang in such a state of panic, nor could she bear to see the chickens that everyone had worked so hard to raise go to waste. She thought of her little bowl, that amazing little bowl, maybe it could have a solution.
She took the small bowl out and placed it on the table to examine it carefully. Now her small bowl was radiant and incredibly beautiful, a world apart from the old, broken bowl.
How could she find a solution? Should she put some chicken feathers in? No, chickens these days carry viruses. Even if she could find some feathers, Yu Jiu would never put them in her bowl. After thinking for a moment, she simply took out a piece of paper, wrote the character for "chicken" on it, and then drew a chicken.
She drew a simple line drawing, which wasn't very good, but you could still tell it was a chicken. She folded the note and threw it in, then prayed over her pretty little bowl.
"Little Bowl, Little Bowl, may I ask for a cure for chicken plague?"
"It would be a blessing for mankind, would it be alright? Could you please give me a prescription for treating chicken plague?"
Yu Jiu clasped her hands together and stared intently at her small bowl. After the small bowl swallowed the note, it made no sound. It remained quiet for a long time. Yu Jiu thought it had failed. However, generally speaking, as long as the small bowl swallows something, whether it is big or small, it will definitely produce something. This may be the law of conservation of energy.
It seems a bit off today.
Yu Jiu seemed to be deep in thought. She hadn't actually used the small bowl properly since it was upgraded. Could it be that it wasn't used like this anymore?
She picked up the small bowl and examined it carefully.
Will there be any buttons?
She murmured to herself.
Suddenly, the small bowl began to vibrate slightly. Yu Jiu's eyes lit up. She knew that something was about to come out, and since it would only come out after vibrating, it was usually something very useful. She quickly put the bowl back.
Sure enough, the moment Yu Jiu placed the small bowl on the table, a thin piece of paper floated out, covered with many words written on it.
Yu Jiu took it and saw that it was indeed a treatment for chicken plague written on it, and she was overjoyed.
"That's wonderful, Little Bowl! I knew you were a good bowl who cared about the country and its people and loved the common folk!"
She couldn't help but hug the little bowl to her chest, praising it excitedly. She had a premonition before that the more good deeds she did, the more useful it would be to the little bowl. Similarly, the little bowl itself wanted to do good deeds, which should also help it level up, which is why it actually came up with a way to cure the chicken plague.
"Use realgar, cactus, isatis root, scutellaria... mix 1% into the feed and feed it to your child."
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