"Ah..." The two brothers were stunned.
"Just stand there for nothing. Take off your clothes quickly. People are waiting for you." The old lady curled her lips in disdain, turned her back to the two of them and started to get busy.
The two of them then began to take off their clothes.
"Are they all burned?" Li Shouzhong held up the tattered jacket and cotton trousers he had taken off.
"It's unprofessional if you don't burn them! There are so many lice and fleas, will they just breed if you don't burn them?" the aunt said impatiently.
"What should we wear?" asked Gundam.
"Can you hook your balls with your body naked?" The aunt laughed strangely.
After they both took off all their clothes and threw them into the stove to burn, she turned around with two steaming bowls. Seeing that they both had their hands covering their crotches, she laughed and handed the two bowls to them.
"Drink it up."
The two tried to catch it with one hand, but the bowl was too hot and they didn't have the iron hands of the old lady, so they had to use both hands.
Now the ** is naturally visible at a glance.
The old lady glanced at the Gundam with a smug look and sneered, "No wonder they had to block it."
Gundam got angry: "Just push it and it will be fine!"
"Tsk, you're really a fool." The old lady was so busy that she didn't believe it at all. She glanced at Li Shouzhong again and exclaimed: "You're so good at holding a hammer..."
Li Shouzhong thought, let's make it bigger. But he didn't dare to reply. He quickly changed the subject and looked at the sticky brown paste in the bowl and asked, "What are you making?"
"This is Meng Po soup. After drinking this bowl of Meng Po soup, all your past sufferings will be wiped out, and you will be reborn to live a good life." The old lady suddenly became literary, and the red fire made her old face look very strange.
"Ah!" The two of them shuddered with fear. Who the hell dares to drink this?
"Don't lie!" The old lady blew her beard and glared, "A bowl of soup is very expensive! Don't waste a drop!"
"This..." The two looked at each other, both wanting the other to drink first.
"Every minute you hesitate is equivalent to losing sixty seconds of happiness..." the aunt said in a vicissitudes of life tone, not caring whether the two little naked boys knew what minutes and seconds meant.
"Drink it if you want. Who's afraid of who?!" Li Shouzhong encouraged himself, picked up the bowl, brought it to his mouth, blew on the hot air and took a sip.
"Brother, what does that smell like?" Gundam asked.
"Hmm..." Li Shouzhong took a sip and closed his eyes, feeling a special emotion. It felt a little sour, but turned sweet when he savored it again. He felt so happy that he felt like traveling around the world.
"It's quite sour and sweet." He smacked his lips and continued to drink.
Seeing that his brother-in-law had finished testing the poison, Gundam drank it with confidence.
The aunt looked at them with a strange smile. After they finished drinking, the aunt took back the bowl and pointed to the next door and said, "Go in."
"Why don't you ask me to drink first and then take off my clothes?" At this time, Li Shouzhong suddenly realized a problem.
"What are you talking about?" The aunt smiled and pursed her lips.
The two young men then realized that they had been taken advantage of, and tears began to flow down their cheeks.
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The next room is a steaming hot bathhouse.
Fortunately, there was no old lady inside this time, only an old man.
Under the command of two bald old men with muscular bodies and only wearing calf-nose pants, the two men sat in the bathtub that exuded a strong pungent smell.
"Hot, hot, hot!" As soon as the two sat in the yellow bath, they wanted to jump out with grimacing.
"Don't come out!" The two old men each held a large wooden ladle and hit the two men's heads like playing whack-a-mole.
The two of them quickly covered their heads and sat back down, but they were so burned that they almost jumped up. Then they were hit hard on the head again, so they had to sit back down again...
"It's so hot..." Gundam cried, feeling like he was about to be cooked. "I'm going to become a steamed bun..."
"Don't cry, the burns won't kill you." The old man said angrily, "If you don't burn it properly, how can you rub off the old ashes?!"
As he said this, he poured a bucket of hot soup over his head. Gundam screamed and felt like he was going to pass out from the scald.
Li Shouzhong was not in a much better condition. Both of them were dizzy from the burns and soon their heads became a mess and they lost consciousness.
After letting them soak for a full forty minutes, the two uncles finally dragged the two unconscious brothers out of the black water filled with dead insects and placed them each on a bamboo bed.
The two old men smeared yellow medicinal mud on the two people. It was a strong sulfur disinfectant cream specially made by the Epidemic Prevention Department of the Group's Health Department. It can effectively remove bacteria and dirt, and eliminate parasites such as scabies and fleas hidden in the skin hair.
Then the two old men each picked up a large horsehair brush and began to brush the dust off the two men's bodies. Soon, the white tile floor under the bed turned gray and black.
Of course, it wasn't just the two of them who were clean. There were also eight other immigrants who were lying there, scrubbing their bodies. The Northwest was too dry. Most of them had lived for most of their lives, and this was their first time taking a bath. For the remaining few, the number of times they had taken a bath could be counted on one hand...
The old men worked for a full hour before these guys finally showed their original skin color for the first time in years.
Then the uncles cut their hair, trimmed their fingernails and toenails, and even gave them enema with medicine...
And these ten naked men remained motionless from beginning to end, allowing him to do whatever he wanted.
Do the men in northern Shaanxi have extra endurance? Of course not. The secret lies in the bowl of soup they drank when they came in.
The auntie said it was Meng Po soup... Of course you will fall asleep after drinking it.
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The reason why Jiangnan Group attaches so much importance to the personal hygiene of immigrants is not because they have too much money to burn or because Mr. Zhao is a mysophobe, but it is just for epidemic prevention.
In the initial immigration work, the three most important things are food, safety and epidemic prevention!
Jiangnan Group is now able to guarantee the safety of the immigrants, including safety at sea and in the administrative district. Feeding the immigrants is even easier, and they can even eat meat.
Therefore, the three most important things in immigration work now are epidemic prevention, epidemic prevention and epidemic prevention!
Moreover, the north has been hit by drought for years, and the plague has begun to appear; overseas, mosquitoes are rampant, and various tropical diseases are emerging one after another. If any epidemic breaks out, the Grim Reaper's scythe may be swung like mowing the grass, and all efforts will be reduced to zero.
So the indigenous people of Southeast Asia live a mediocre life and leave large tracts of land undeveloped. Perhaps it is not simply because they are lazy, but also because they are afraid of the harsh environment and have no choice but to lie down after being unable to fight the god of plague... In fact, it is just laziness.
But the Chinese nation has never accepted its fate. The myths of this nation are all about Jingwei filling the sea, Nuwa mending the sky, Houyi shooting the sun, Dayu controlling floods, etc. They are about fighting against heaven and earth and having endless fun!
If the sky collapses, we will repair it; if the earth is flooded, we will control the water. Even if it is God, we will fight against him. How could we be scared by a mere plague?
Therefore, Jiangnan Hospital and Medical College developed artemisinin and synthesized quinine, which enabled our immigrants to defend against the most important tropical infectious disease, malaria. They also improved and mass-produced more than ten traditional anti-plague and anti-evil medicines, such as Kelisha and Xingjunsan, and even developed attenuated live vaccine technology based on the principle of cowpox, which greatly reduced the mortality rate of immigrants.
But in any case, waiting until the disease occurs to treat the disease is passive and can easily paralyze the already fragile medical system. We can only watch the epidemic spread and large numbers of patients die.
As for the group's most cutting-edge vaccine technology, it is still very immature. In addition to the short duration of antibody maintenance in the body, it is also impossible to cultivate attenuated strains on a large scale, resulting in very limited vaccine production. The vaccine can only be administered to specific populations and is far from being able to establish an immune barrier.
Therefore, the three treasures of the Epidemic Prevention Department - isolation, elimination of four pests and personal hygiene! All of them are prevention-oriented. To put it bluntly, it is just one thing - to cut off the contact between immigrants and pathogens!
Therefore, the importance of good personal hygiene cannot be overemphasized.
It is obviously unrealistic to expect these newly arrived immigrants to maintain good personal hygiene right from the start, so the immigration office can only do it for them.
Of course, neither the Ministry of Health nor the Department of Epidemic Prevention has ever issued instructions to drug would-be immigrants before proceeding. But in practice, this is a common practice in various immigration offices.
The prospective immigrants could barely accept being scrubbed by the uncles and aunts as if they were sharpening knives to peel their skin, but they could not accept shaving their heads or the even more terrifying enema.
Although poor people don’t say that their bodies and hair are given by their parents, shaving their heads is considered a great humiliation, not to mention enema…
The uncles and aunts were neither eloquent nor patient enough to explain to the prospective immigrants that it would be difficult to cure their head lice by shaving their heads. They also could not understand that enema was intended to eliminate intestinal parasites.
So why bother with all that? Just give him a bowl of medicine and create a fait accompli. When he wakes up, you can do whatever you want... Oh no, then slowly do ideological work.
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It seemed like Li Shouzhong had never slept so comfortably since he was born...
He also had a long and beautiful dream, dreaming that he completed the task many years later and successfully received the reward silver - not twenty taels, but twenty taels a year! As for the exact amount, he couldn't calculate it, anyway, he had a lot of money!
Then he returned to his hometown, where Gaoda's sister Yuanyuan was waiting for him at the entrance of the village with her two children.
The family lived a happy life from then on. Later, the second son was particularly successful and even went to the Golden Palace to pull the emperor down from the dragon throne...
After dreaming about this, Li Shouzhong was a little confused, not knowing whether he should let his son become emperor. According to the rules, his family had been loyal for generations, and he had sworn to be loyal to the emperor and serve the country, so he should not let his son become emperor.
But since his son was the emperor, wouldn't he be the emperor emeritus? From then on, he ate whatever meat-filled buns he wanted every day. If he wanted pork belly, he would eat pork belly. If he wanted pork tenderloin, he would eat pork tenderloin. He ate a hundred buns a day, throwing away the buns and only eating the meat!
Thinking of this, Li Shouzhong drooled and thought it would be better to let his son be the emperor...
Just as he was about to nod his approval for his son to ascend the throne, he was awakened by bursts of crying.
Li Shouzhong could not help but feel sad, thinking that it seemed that my son's regicide was unpopular, and I was afraid that he would not be able to remain the emperor...
At this time, the crying sound became clearer and clearer, and he woke up in a daze.
He then vaguely realized that he was dreaming. He felt extremely ashamed and reflected on his low level of awareness.
As he became more and more conscious, he found that he was covered with clean bedding and there seemed to be a warm kang under him.
Li Shouzhong reached out to touch his face, trying to clear his mind, and found that he was still wearing a brand new blue cotton jacket. Even his jacket was new...
"I'm so hungry. Does this really mean I've become the emperor?" He couldn't help but mutter.
"Bullshit, being a monk is more like that..." Then he heard someone crying nearby. This time he heard clearly that it was his brother-in-law Gaoda.
ps. There should be only one update.