"What the hell do you mean?" The chief of the tent looked directly at the horse, and his voice was filled with suppressed anger.

Ma Whistle also felt that he had just been a little superior, but since this was the case, he just had to say all his thoughts and make the people resist alcoholism.

He took a deep breath, walked up to the four great chiefs, and said, "Spirits should not be drunk in large quantities, especially for injured people, drinking alcohol will only make it difficult for their wounds to heal. ”

The Apache people naturally had never heard of this statement, and when everyone heard it, they couldn't help but talk about it for a while, and they were all skeptical.

"Drinking alcohol can make wound healing difficult, real or fake......"

"No, when you bandaged me yesterday, you said that spirits can heal wounds, why is it different today?"

When Ma Whistle heard this, he repeated what he had just said to the long stick: "Rinsing the wound with strong liquor before bandaging it can indeed have a healing effect, but drinking it does not have this effect. It's like a bandage, and if you eat it, it will only give you a stomachache. ”

"Who told you this?" The anger in the voice of the big chief guarding the tent was still there, and he asked.

The sentry hesitated for a moment, and finally said, "My father told me." ”

In fact, given the level of knowledge and traditional beliefs of the Indians, it was the most convenient option to attribute the source of this advanced knowledge to the revelation of the gods.

The horse whistle also knows this.

But as a physics teacher from the 21st century, he has an instinctive resistance to pretending to be a ghost.

So after a short period of thought, he could only throw it at his father, who had died a long time ago, anyway, there was no proof of death, and it was not up to him to tout his father's praise.

But as soon as he finished speaking, a thought that might have been a little strange popped into his mind...... Does this count as ancestor worship?

Forget it, no matter what.

"When I was a child, my father told me that he had an injury that was stained with mud and only had a bag of liquor with him, so he had to clean the wound with the liquor, and he was surprised to find that the wound healed much faster after being washed with the liquor." Ma Whistle said slowly as he spoke.

Everyone listened to it, and they didn't know whether it was true or not, but this story sounded quite reasonable, and there was another discussion at the moment.

At this time, the Grand Chief of Chirikawa, Oak, suddenly said: "Drinking alcohol will cause wounds to heal more slowly, and who told you this?" ”

“…… Or my father. "He thought that drinking alcohol would have the same healing effect, and that pouring wine into the wound was so painful that he drank heavily when he was injured again, but unexpectedly, his wound worsened." ”

There was silence at first.

Then someone suddenly shouted: "I just drank wine, why didn't I see the wound worsen, you won't lie to us, right?" ”

The horse whistle turned to look at the person who spoke: "Why should I lie to you?" If you don't believe it, drink more and try it yourself, as long as you promise to drink one bag of wine a day, I will give you all nine bags of spirits, and don't come to me if you lose your life when the time comes. ”

The wine as a reward for war exploits is a large wine bag, and a bag is estimated to be as much as two liters, about four catties. Four catties of liquor every day, drinking it for nine days in a row, not to mention being injured, even if there is no injury, drinking like this is a proper death.

The man was not stupid: "Who can drink so much wine!" ”

Ma Shou looked at the crowd: "You also know that people can't drink so much. But have you ever wondered why everyone can drink a big bag of juice every day, but no one can drink a big bag of spirits every day? ”

People looked at each other, apparently unable to speak.

"Why?" Some people are curious to know the answer.

Ma Whistle continued to himself: "Because fruit juice is a food, and wine is a medicine. ”

"Medicine!"

"There are two kinds of things that people eat, one is food and the other is medicine. The characteristic of food is that there is no limit to the amount of food, and people can eat as much food as their stomachs are. But medicine is the opposite, there must be a limit to the amount of medicine, and some drugs should not even be eaten in the stomach. "One cannot drink until one's stomach is full, which means that wine is a medicine." ”

After a pause, he continued: "Since it is a medicine, you must not eat it indiscriminately, and eating it indiscriminately will cause bad results, such as dizziness, vomiting, ......"

It may be a bit inappropriate to interpret alcohol as a medicine, and the expression of the whistle makes a mistake of circular argument. But he felt that only this explanation could make the Indians intuitively aware of the irrationality of alcoholism.

After all, the Indians still have a certain understanding of the idea that "medicine cannot be eaten indiscriminately".

After listening to this set of explanations, many people present felt that it made sense, and the more they pondered it, the more they felt that it made sense.

"It turns out that wine is a medicine, no wonder it is so uncomfortable to drink too much......"

"I have long felt that I shouldn't drink so much wine, you would rather drink until you vomit than believe me, this time you will always believe it!" Of course, the Indians also had people who were against alcoholism, and they suddenly felt emboldened.

"That's right, you really shouldn't drink indiscriminately."

"Hmm...... But this time, forget it, drink half of it, and drink the rest. ”

"That's right, let's finish it this time."

Although Ma Whistle's words made many people realize that alcohol abuse is inappropriate, there is always a distance between cognition and action, and even if they understand that alcohol is inappropriate, there are still people who can't stand the addiction and drink the rest of the wine.

"This is the last time, and I won't drink it again!" The drunkards are convincing.

Ma Whistle felt a sigh of relief, and although it was still a long way from truly eradicating alcoholism, it was now at least a beginning.

The people already had an intellectual understanding of alcoholism, and he believed that this understanding would spread among all Indians.

"I think he has a point, drinking is not a good thing, and I've even heard of people dying because of it." The Grand Chief of Oak also approved of the horse's idea, thought for a moment, and put down the wine bag, "Let's stop drinking." ”

The Grand Chiefs of the Mescarero and Jicarilla tribes also nodded and put down the spirits in their hands.

The big chief guarding the tent still had a face, he wanted to drink, but this was not the main thing, he cared more about his dignity as a big chief.

It's just that now almost everyone agrees with Ma Whistle's opinion, but he is not good.

After being silent for a long time, he finally got up and left without saying a word.

As soon as he got nine eagle feathers from the big chief, he turned his head and stiffened the relationship, and Ma Whistle naturally felt very embarrassed.

He wanted to make amends, but the big chief didn't give him a chance at all, and walked away without looking at him.

Fortunately, at this time, the high priest of the Plains tribe came over on a rainy day and said with a smile: "Don't worry, I will persuade him." ”

"Thank you, High Priest." Ma Sentry was a little surprised, but still thanked him.

Rainy day waved his hand: "Actually, I don't approve of drinking either, I think it's bad to be drunk, it's just that the big chief likes to drink, and I haven't found a good enough reason to stop people from drinking." ”

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ps：

Year of the Ox, I wish you all a faster Spring Festival and a happy family.