In 1820, the French chemist Belli isolated and extracted the active ingredient cinchonaline from the bark of the Carvento tree, which was later known as quinine.

Although it can cause serious side effects such as hearing and visual impairment and headaches, in this era, quinine is a special drug for malaria, and the price is far more than gold.

Gu Hongming's less than a pound of money was naturally not enough to buy quinine, he just wanted Wu Peng to grab some herbs for Wu Xiaomei, or buy a little opium.

Although there is no way to cure Wu Xiaomei's swing, it can at least relieve her pain and help her get through the most dangerous week.

Malaria can still recover on its own.

The noble rely on miracle medicine, and the poor can only rely on self-healing.

It takes time to heal on its own.

So Gu Hongming was very surprised, why did she get better in three or five days?

In addition to being beautiful, Sister Wu is also different from ordinary people.

"No...... No......"

After hesitating, Wu Peng still took out something from his pocket.

Gu Hongming looked at it and saw that it was a red booklet, only the size of a palm, with a handsome young man wearing a black gauze crown and a wing fan crown on his head, and a dragon robe with wide body and wide sleeves.

"It turns out that Chinese clothes can look so good......"

Gu Hongming muttered subconsciously.

Growing up in Penang, he saw that the Oriental people were very good when they had a cover, and the clothes they wore were gray and dirty.

On the contrary, the merchants and missionaries of the West were all well-dressed and dressed very decently.

Although there are many foreign sailors who are also sloppy, they are much better than the Chinese coolies on the docks.

Gu Hongming never knew that Chinese clothes could be so beautiful.

Although there was no hint, he instinctively decided that the portrait on this red booklet was Chinese, although he did not have braids.

The exquisite pattern made Gu Hongming slightly distracted, and he quickly noticed the words under the pattern.

Compared with fluent English and proficient Portuguese, Gu Hongming's Chinese level is very ordinary, and he does not know much Chinese characters.

But fortunately, the Chinese characters in this book are not complicated.

"Zhu Fugui Quotations"?"

Gu Hongming frowned, "What is this?" Also, Wu Peng, do you know how to read? ”

"Of course the stupid brother can't read!"

At this time, Wu Xiaomei came out of the room, took her brother's arm and said, "But the seniors in the Eastern Society will explain to us every day, and I can already memorize the first three pages of text!" ”

Although the sons and daughters of Nanyang still retain Chinese culture, they are not so particular about etiquette and religion.

Otherwise, according to the group of rotten people, even brothers and sisters can't have such skin kisses.

Of course, Wu Xiaomei also did not wrap her feet, because she also had to help cut rubber like boys.

Gu Hongming looked at it, Wu Xiaomei's complexion, which was sometimes as miserable as white paper and sometimes flushed as blood, had indeed returned to its slightly dark color in the past.

After all, she is a Nanyang female worker, and it is impossible to be fair-skinned, but she is still very beautiful.

At least in Gu Hongming's eyes.

This future Qinglou boss, an expert in prostitution, a shameless old thief with a wife and a concubine and countless lovers, is still an innocent little boy.

"That...... Little sister, thank the Lord that you have finally recovered! Gu Hongming said happily, "I have to pray for you every day!" ”

“……”

Wu Xiaomei bit her lip and shook her head: "Young Master Gu, it's not the credit of the Lord, His Majesty Zhu Fugui said that there has never been a god or a god, only a Chinese son and daughter who works hard and fights bravely...... As long as we unite around His Majesty, then we are the greatest power in the world! ”

"And my disease is from Tangshan, oh no, it is cured by the magic medicine from Daming, which is developed by us Chinese ourselves!" Although it wasn't free, Grandpa Li only took us ten coconuts as payment! ”

"Remuneration? Coconut? ”

Gu Hongming was stunned, "Aren't we full of coconuts here?" ”

Wu Xiaomei nodded, and said affirmatively: "Gonggong Li is really a good person, he said that this medicine is called chloroquine, which is more powerful than quinine, which foreigners regard as a treasure, and I don't know where it goes, it is a magic medicine, and the most important thing is that the side effects are much smaller!" ”

Chloroquine is of course much less side effects than quinine.

Otherwise, in 2021, King Knowing would not have chosen it as the anti-epidemic miracle drug.

Of course, chloroquine has no effect on the pneumonia virus, but it is a first-class killer against the malaria parasite.

It will take at least another 100 years to become less miraculous because of drug resistance.

At that time, it was also the opportunity for artemisinin to shine.

"In short, it's such a valuable medicine, Gonggong Li only accepted ten coconuts from me and my brother, and he ate them all in a few breaths, which is amazing!"

Wu Xiaomei talked about Gonggong Li, and her eyes were full of little stars.

If it weren't for his father-in-law, Gu Hongming would have been jealous.

But......

A fierce man who can eat ten coconuts in one breath, and he is still a father-in-law, Gu Hongming can't help but have a legendary name in his mind - Zheng He!

Lord Zheng He, is he really back?

When he was a child, he heard his grandfather tell the story of Zheng He and the Daming treasure ship, and when his grandfather mentioned the gorgeous big ship, his cloudy old eyes were particularly bright.

However, my father said that this is all something that only the older generation believed, Zheng He's treasure ship had long since sunk and rotted, and there would never be a second Zheng He with a Chinese fleet here.

Era......

It doesn't belong to the East anymore!

Shaking his head, Gu Hongming asked again: "Is the Oriental Society you are talking about was formed by Gonggong Li?" Isn't it something like the Worship of God? ”

Because of Pastor Brown, Koo was disgusted by all kinds of hypocrisy, and the worshippers who had come to Penang before were not very good.

"No, Dongxue is definitely not such a low-level thing!" Wu Xiaomei and Wu Peng said in unison.

Speaking of Dongxue, Wu Peng, who had been submissive before, suddenly became serious, and even his voice became high-pitched, "Young Master Gu, I'm sorry, although you always say that the Lord is omnipotent, I firmly believe that what His Majesty Zhu Fugui said is the truth!" ”

"If the foreigner said that the Lord was really omnipotent, why couldn't he cure my little sister's malaria, and if he really didn't care, why did he let the Black Death rage in Europa?"

Speaking of excitement, Wu Peng had even forgotten the difference in identity, and his fingers were almost guiding the tip of Gu Hongming's nose.

Wu Peng woke up suddenly, and hurriedly said: "I'm sorry, Young Master Gu, you are a good person, and Mr. Brown is not bad, I am not targeting you." ”

However, Gu Hongming was not as angry as Wu Peng imagined, but thoughtful.

Europa: He knows.

What is the Black Death, Gu Hongming is still the first time he has heard of it.

In just a few days, he found that the Wu Peng siblings, who had no idea about the world outside of Penang, had become completely different.

Gu Hongming suddenly asked: "Just now you said that there will be people in this Eastern Society who will preach the scriptures every day, right?" Can I also participate? ”

"As long as it is Chinese, you can participate, and today is the summer festival wine to teach in person!"

Wu Xiaomei said happily, "If it is Young Master Gu, I will definitely have the opportunity to study in the Holy Country!" ”

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Unlike the dilapidated wooden houses in Chinatown, Gu Hongming was surprised to find that the location of Dongxue's lectures was actually in a strange building not far from the dock.

This building, known as the "East School Building", is not a traditional wooden Chinese building, nor is it a Portland cement building widely used by foreigners today.

When he learned from Wu Xiaomei that this two-story small building was built by those "Ming people" in only three days, Gu Hongming was even more shocked.

As the sky darkened, Gu Hongming found that many Chinese had arrived one after another.

He even found out that most of them were young people.

Don't you look for an organization for middle-aged and elderly people to teach? It's rare, isn't it generally better for middle-aged and elderly people to develop?

At this time, a scene that surprised Gu Hongming even more appeared.

With the crisp sound of crackling, all the lights in the [East School Building] were lit up.

Electric light, this is a very luxurious thing.

Koo had only heard Mr. Brown mention the existence of electric lights, and it was said that only in the Viceroy of India could there be such a good thing.

Of course, Prang's message is outdated.

The Ming Humanitarian Relief Fleet and the Ming Jinghai Fleet have presented durable, bright-voltage tungsten light bulbs to the Governor's House of British Malaya, allowing the Governor and a group of British civil servants to live a more dignified gentlemanly life than the Viceroy of India.

If you want to walk in Southeast Asia, it is impossible without the nod of the Malay governor.

Of course, the opinions of the French, Dutch and Spanish are equally important.

However, the Ming Dynasty and the Third French Republic are still in a state of war, and the contradictions between the two sides seem to have no possibility of reconciliation at all, so there is no need for the Jinghai Fleet to go to South Vietnam and the Khmer to find itself boring.

And the Dutch, the Spaniards......

As long as the British nodded, did they dare to say half a word to Da Ming?

If they can't figure it out, the Ming Dynasty doesn't mind following the Spanish-American War and letting these over-the-top powers understand what it means to be the ruler of the past five thousand years!

But well......

After all, as everyone knows, Nanzhonghai now has the final say, and the protection fee that Daming should pay still has to be paid.

You have to be strategic!

Since the political status of the Governor-General's Office of Malaya is much lower than that of the Viceroyalty of India and even the Governor-General's Office of Hong Kong, the British civil servants in Malaysia are still relatively poor.

Poor ghosts are always satisfied.

After sending out all kinds of rare treasures, especially after secretly stuffing a giant ruby of Tang Sangui's style, Chen Yuanyuan's heart, into the palm of the governor's hand, the Ming Dynasty obtained the unimpeded navigation rights in the South China Sea, except for Champa and the Khmer region.

Zhu Fugui hopes that the Governor will use the round heart as a family heirloom and pass it on from generation to generation.

Otherwise, if he took it out and traded it early in the morning, it would be difficult for him to explain it to Comrade Tang Sangui.

But well......

Now the friendship between Sangui and Daming is no longer measurable by a ruby.

In other words, Comrade Tang Sangui, who wants to become the king of Israel and is alive Solomon, does not say that he is brave and loyal to the Ming Dynasty, then he is also loyal and courageous.

Austrian painters were not the first European monarchs in history to be anti-Jewish, nor were they necessarily the most brutal.

It's just that he's the only one to be liquidated.

From the Scottish Highlands to the jungles of Burma, Jews were never welcome, persecuted and purged.

Now that the Ming Dynasty has shown its unrivaled potential, and the hope of establishing a Jewish state is imminent, how could Tang Sangui not gamble everything for this?