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It's home!

When the ship arrived at the mouth of the Pearl River, Deng Mingzhao's tears flowed instantly, and after nearly two years away from his hometown, he finally arrived home!

I got off the boat from Guangzhou, and then walked for a few days to get home. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

As for how to get home, Deng Mingzhao is not worried. As long as he goes ashore, he can return home even if he wants food.

Even if he didn't want food, he had no other choice, and although he did the same work as any other sailor on the ship, he was not paid, and he did not have to work to pay for the ship's fare. So the captain has already made a great favor. With so many tens of pesos, he still wants to take it home, after all, it has been out for so long, if he doesn't bring a penny home, what face does he have to go home?

"Mingzhao!"

Li Mingliang walked to Deng Mingzhao's side and stuffed the silver dollar into his hand.

"It's only a few bucks, and you have ......"

Just when Deng Mingzhao was about to continue refusing, Li Mingliang said.

"I know your home is not from Guangzhou, okay, I don't have any more, just a few dollars, keep you on the road to buy two bowls of rice to eat......"

"Second mate, I'm ......"

Looking at the silver dollar in his hand, Deng Mingzhao's eyes couldn't help but turn red, he met too many good people along the way. Whether it is in the Americas or on a ship, if it were not for their help, I am afraid that this life would have been lost long ago.

"What are you crying about?"

Li Mingliang looked at Deng Mingzhao's appearance.

"Okay, hurry up and get off the boat, if you get off the boat, you feel like you just go home empty-handed, and you will go to the railway construction site, the railway is always repairing to the north, maybe you will get home after repairing, and you can make some more money......"

Until he went ashore, Deng Mingzhao still looked back at the "Qiming" in the river from time to time, which was a fast ship transporting saltpeter to the Americas, and the boats were full of good people......

When he entered the city, the sky had already darkened, and Deng Mingzhao, who felt a little hungry, ate a bowl of noodles at a roadside noodle stall, and when he hesitated to find a place to nest for a night at night, he only heard the old man who cut noodles say to the two people who were eating on the side.

"Look, you're going into the city to carry your life! Don't think about going to some broken temple or old house for a night like in the past, even if the street lights are turned on, even around the old temple of the broken temple, there are often that gendarmes patrolling, if you encounter homeless beggars, they are all good and bad to hold, first as a Manchu Qing Dynasty to torture a lot, and then throw it into a deep prison, put it for a few days and throw it directly to Xuwen County, and those banner people like salt. Don't look at the city of Guangzhou, although it is big, but now in addition to the wharf, the red house on the construction site, there is also a place to accommodate people to spend the night, you see, now, don't say that there are no beggars in Guangzhou City, and there are no beggars in the next place, I heard that they all go to dry salt like those flag people. ”

"Salt like those flag men? It's so beautiful that those called Hanako......"

Hearing this, someone immediately said on the side.

"I heard that the governor of the yamen ordered the province to ban young beggars, and those called Huazi were all arrested and sent to Xu Wen to farm, and the old forest must be cut down before the land can be planted!"

"Farming? That's a good thing! ”

"A good thing? I said you don't understand, that place is not for people, maybe you can swing and have a stomach, and then this little life will be gone. ”

Although they spoke Cantonese, Deng Mingzhao could understand it, but he muttered in his heart. Since when has this been, no one is allowed to eat, so that Hanako will be taken down?

Half an hour later, standing on the bulletin board, Deng Mingzhao finally confirmed why begging was prohibited, but what was forbidden was begging for young and middle-aged people. If the sick are treated by doctors, the deceased will be given a coffin for burial. As for young adults who are still able to work but are "unwilling to support themselves", the government will "force them to work to get them back to the right path".

What is the right path is self-reliance.

Deng Mingzhao naturally would not object to this, but on the other hand, his eyes were staring at the notice in front of him, but what was in his mind was another thing.

"Malaria!"

"Swing!"

The notice in front of you is a notice for the government to ask for a cure for malaria, and if there is a good prescription offered to the government, once adopted, you can get 5,000 taels of silver! That's a lot of money no matter where you are. For Deng Mingzhao, if he can get this money, it will be enough to change his life.

That's all that matters!

Deng Mingzhao is no stranger to malaria, and can even be said to be very familiar. When he was repairing the Panama Railway, he had seen countless people lose their lives because of "playing the pendulum", and even he himself had contracted malaria. If it weren't for the fever-reducing bark that Marman gave him to drink, I'm afraid this little life would have been lost in the dense forests of Panama.

If only you could get the money......

In Deng Mingzhao's heart, the thought seemed to be unstoppable, lingering in his heart, and he even thought of the seeds of the fever tree that he had collected on the hillside of Marman's hometown. There are many fever-reducing trees growing on the hillside, and Marman's bark is taken from the fever-reducing trees.

When he was at Marman's house, it happened to be when the seeds of the fever tree were ripe, Deng Mingzhao collected some seeds, and the reason why he collected that kind of seeds was because he felt that this might be a way to make money, after all, there were people in his hometown who planted some herbs, and this fever tree could naturally be planted. And more importantly, in Panama, he saw other people buying fever-reducing bark powder, but some survived and some did not, but the fever-reducing bark that Marman brought saved him every time.

Although he didn't know what was going on, Deng Mingzhao vaguely felt that maybe it was because the fever-reducing tree in Marman's hometown had a better medicinal effect. That's why he deliberately collects those seeds.

"If you go to see the official......

Thinking like this, Deng Mingzhao's heart has no bottom, after all, for the high-ranking term of official, but all Chinese people are full of fear, although some fear, but the "five thousand taels" reward is constantly permeating his mind, so that for the whole night, he has never slept soundly.

Early the next morning, Deng Mingzhao, who had not been late all night, came to the governor's yamen in fear. He hesitated for a while before entering the yamen.

Looking at Deng Mingzhao kneeling in the hall, Li Ziyuan did not have the idea of letting him get up, although Han Du abolished the ritual of kneeling, but the people are still used to kneeling officials, and many things must be slowly used to the people, and they cannot be forced. And deep down, Li Ziyuan also enjoys this kind of official authority.

You said you could cure the "malaria." ”

Li Ziyuan's eyelids drooped slightly, and his expression seemed very calm, but when he mentioned this disease, his mood seemed a little frivolous.

Malaria can indeed be cured, but the price of the drug is higher, and it is not necessarily effective, last year when those banner people were drying salt in Xu Wenken land, many people were infected with malaria and eventually died, and the railway construction site in Nanling, where the same is true.

Li Ziyuan didn't care about the life or death of the banner people, but now, every few days, a boatload of people is transported to Borneo, although most of them are beggars, but after all, they are Han people, they are compatriots, so they can't watch them contract malaria and die.

Otherwise, the news will come back, who will want to go to Borneo in the future? The colonization of Borneo is not just a matter for the lord, that is, he Li Ziyuan himself still has 300,000 acres to be cultivated there, and if it cannot be cultivated, those lands are worthless. If you want to reclaim the hundreds of millions of acres of land in Borneo, you must attract more laborers, and you can't rely on the beggars who are forcibly caught, and finally you have to rely on the people who have little land and no land to immigrate there.

Malaria must be cured, both in public and private, and only by curing malaria can immigrants not be trapped by the disease, and can people not look at Borneo as a daunting path. For this reason, he even deliberately offered 5,000 taels of silver as a reward to reward the doctor for coming up with cheaper prescriptions to treat malaria. However, until now, none of the requisitioned recipes have been effective.

The yamen could offer a reward of silver, but it would not solve any problems. Unless the yamen is willing to pay a large sum of money to buy antipyretic tree powder from foreigners, but there is no such silver in the yamen, 180 people can be cured, but if it is 180,000 people? And what to do? Where does this money come from?

"Tell me what you do?"

Li Ziyuan said casually, and then said to him.

"If your recipe is effective, the reward of five thousand taels of silver will not be less than one tael of silver, and the official will personally give you a plaque of "Wonderful Hands Rejuvenation". ”

The reason why he said this was because he saw that this man was too young, and naturally felt that perhaps he wanted to be famous more than a reward, and if he really had a good cure for malaria, he would not mind raising this "name" for him.

"Hui, Hui, adult, small, villain, no way......"

When Deng Mingzhao spoke, his head lowered lower, and he was about to touch the ground, the reason why he came to the governor's yamen was because he saw the notice of "bounty prescription" on the notice board, although the fever bark was not a prescription, but he still gritted his teeth and came here, after all, this is an opportunity, this is an opportunity to make a fortune.

"There is no way to ......"

His eyes narrowed slightly, and Li Ziyuan's heart suddenly blocked, could it be that he was here to find the official to be happy? Do you really think that the governor's yamen can't be shut down now?

Thinking of this, Li Ziyuan's heart is not blocked, compared with the past, the current governor has not changed, but the power is much smaller. "Break the county order, destroy the prefect", in the past, the local official power was very great, if the magistrate felt that the people under his rule were not very pleasing to the eye, just find a reason, he could make him embarrassed, and even break his house and destroy his door, but now the power and responsibility are scattered and tied to each other, so that he, the governor, actually does not have much power, neither can close people, nor can he take people. It's just a beautiful look.

"Small, little man...... There is a little fever bark that has been brought back from Liga, South America! ”

Deng Mingzhao hurriedly opened the package on the side, which contained more than a dozen catties of fever-reducing bark.

"Fever-reducing bark?"

Although he didn't know what the fever-reducing bark was, Li Ziyuan had also heard that the "cinchona powder" for malaria treatment was a kind of bark powder.

"It's cinchona bark! This bark is also available in Guangzhou, but sometimes it is useful, sometimes it is useless, and it may be a fake, so it is a gambling word......"

Since the adults knew about this fever-reducing bark, Deng Mingzhao knew that his opportunity had come, and hurriedly said:

"Adult, this bark brought by the villain must be effective, the villain himself has tried it himself!"

"Have you tried?"

Shaking his head, Li Ziyuan said.

"This cinchona bark, many people have tried it, even the Manchu chieftain has tried it, but this medicine is too expensive, what the official wants is a medicine that everyone can afford, your dozen catties of bark are worth at least a few hundred taels of silver, it is not enough to cure a person without a few taels of bark, the money spent is too much, and the people can't afford it......"

This is the reason why he asked for prescriptions, the price of cinchona bark is too high, and the quantity is limited, but malaria in North Borneo is an inevitable disease, not to mention that North Borneo is drying salt in Xu Wenken Those banner people, now there are three percent of them dying of malaria. Now he needed a cheap cure for malaria, otherwise how could he offer a reward of 5,000 taels.

"Not expensive, not expensive......"

Deng Mingzhao shook his head again and again and said.

"This bark is not expensive at all, when the villain is in the ocean, there are a hundred and ten such trees growing on the mountain, this bark is taken from the tree by the villain, the road is far away, and it will be expensive to cross the ocean, but if we plant it ourselves, it will naturally be cheap......

Grow your own!

The words of the young man kneeling down in the hall made Li Ziyuan's eyes light up, isn't this the truth, if you plant it yourself, the price will naturally be cheaper, but where does the seed come from...... Just as Li Ziyuan was about to speak, Deng Mingzhao continued.

"The villain is willing to bring two catties of the seeds of the fever tree from abroad to the adults......"

is talking about dedication, in fact, Deng Mingzhao made a big gamble against the reward of 5,000 taels. As long as the government is willing to ask for this kind of money, he will naturally not spare that reward money, and with a reward of 5,000 taels, he can go home to buy real estate, and he no longer needs to worry about his livelihood.

"You brought the seeds back?"

Li Ziyuan stood up in surprise, when he saw those seeds, the first thing that came to his mind was that the thought was not anything else, but the wealth stored in these seeds, after all, this malaria is not limited to Borneo, but also in Liangguang, Huguang and other places, I don't know how many people die of malaria every year, if it is a large-scale planting of cinchona trees, the rewards in the future will be more than millions of taels!

"If the seeds you bring are really cinchona seeds, not only will the official reward you at that time, but even Han Du will not treat you badly!"

Speaking of this, Li Ziyuan suppressed his voice slightly, and said coldly to Deng Mingzhao, who was kneeling on the ground.

"But if you can't use this tree, hum...... When the time comes, don't blame the official for being ruthless! (To be continued.) )