Chapter 297: Artemisia Baba
Eat and drink well, touch the money in your hands, feel your belly, and show extremely satisfied looks.
After resting, they took the initiative to ask for help.
"Uncle, let's go catch eels."
Zheng Xiong's original intention was just to play tricks and continue to touch it, and if he didn't keep it, he would get sick, so he didn't agree.
"That's all for today, another day, we'll come again."
Some are disappointed, and those who have gained are already very satisfied.
Some of them didn't gain anything, but they were a little aggrieved, and they didn't work hard, but they lost to luck, and they cried when they thought about it.
The child has the most headache when he cries, and it is obvious that everyone else has a bulging chest, but they don't, Zheng Xiong can only helplessly hold his forehead.
"Don't cry, the twenty consolation prizes for each person who didn't catch them will line up to get them."
As soon as this sentence came out, the children burst into tears and laughed, and walked in front of Zheng Xiong one by one with their bodies covered in mud, receiving the consolation prize.
Although they were making money, the dirt on the children's bodies made the corners of Zheng Xiong's mouth curl, and he didn't feel distressed at all.
The children were like victorious generals, raising their heads one by one, and followed Zheng Xiong towards the second grandfather's house.
Speeding up, Zheng Xiong took the lead in entering the courtyard.
The children were a beat slower, only one step away, and it was a very different result.
Looking at the dirty body of his child, the adult's brows wrinkled unconsciously.
As a parent, I can't tolerate this dirty body at all, and I love it deeply.
Looking around left and right, the bamboo strips stacked at the door came into view.
I folded one very easily, and gave my child a meal of fried meat with bamboo strips.
There was no time to react, and there was no time to show off and explain the reason, everything was so caught off guard.
The screams were endless, echoing in this small world.
Zheng Xiong watched it with relish, and the nightmare of the same year was staged in front of him, and after the role was reversed, it had a different taste.
Soon, however, the situation changed when a copper plate fell from a child's body.
The parent picked up the copper plate and asked in a serious tone.
"Where's the money? What are you doing? β
The child was beaten with a stunned face, and before he came back to his senses, he heard the questioning and said in a sneering voice.
"When I caught an eel, my uncle gave it, and I gave twenty wen when I caught one!"
"I caught three today, and there are sixty wen! It's all here, here you go. β
Forehead.
Hearing what happened, the parents looked at Zheng Xiong with resentment, but they didn't know what to say.
If you want to say that you are such an adult and so naΓ―ve, you should be able to talk about it well.
But it's real money thrown down, and an adult may not be able to earn it in a day, and catching a few eels is equivalent to giving it away for nothing.
I want to thank you! I can't open my mouth when I see my own child's bird-like appearance.
After scolding a "loser" in their hearts, they took their children back to change them.
It is different to be active and active, walked in front of Zheng Xiong, and said with a shy face.
"Little brother, do you still want an eel? I have a lot of this, you can see if you can change it! β
Zheng Xiong's farce, Han Yue'er understood it, and she was a little helpless.
I don't understand what Zheng Xiong, a marquis, is playing with children.
Looking at Han Yue'er's gaze, Zheng Xiong felt a little weak, and then pretended to be calm and said to the visitor.
"If you don't accept it, you can sell it, according to the market."
It was too different from what he expected in his heart, so he smiled wryly and didn't say anything more.
For a whole day, Han Yue'er seemed to have endless words, telling her second grandfather and some relatives and friends about the situation over the years.
If you don't find your loved ones, you may only be able to express your emotions in front of these relatives and friends, anyway, you can't stop talking.
When they learned that Zheng Xiong was made a marquis, their relatives and friends opened their eyes wide, looking at Zheng Xiong who was playing with the children on the side, showing a look of disbelief.
The contrast is too great, who would have imagined.
And Han Yue'er also looked at Zheng Xiong's direction with a strong look of pride.
When talking about the purpose of this trip, he sighed slightly.
"Second uncle, do you have any news about my brother?"
"No, that day was too difficult, no one could take care of anyone, don't worry too much, Jiren has his own nature, sooner or later one day we will meet again."
Unexpectedly, Han Yue'er was mentally prepared, but she was a little sentimental, and she didn't mention it again.
The moon is bright and the stars are scarce, Han Yue'er didn't leave, Zheng Xiong can only live here helplessly.
The next day, when Zheng Xiong was sleeping with Zhengxiang, he was suddenly woken up by a group of people.
It turned out that the officials of the state government came to the door, and Lao Zheng and Jia also came, and the officials also brought condolences, of course, to the villagers.
woke Zheng Xiong up and left.
But this move also made Zheng Xiong no longer sleepy.
After saluting the family, Zheng Xiong wandered around.
As we walked and stopped, the people of the village were full of respect, and even cowered.
The children also lost their liveliness yesterday, and looked at Zheng Xiong with a look of fear in their eyes.
It's boring, being a marquis is a bit of a lonely person, you can imagine how lonely the emperor must be.
It was another boring day, and in the afternoon, Han Yue'er suddenly had a whim, wanting to cook a hometown meal for Zheng Xiong and others.
After being away from home for a long time, there is always a strong sense of nostalgia.
Han Yue'er's actions show the status of her hometown all the time, and she always occupies the softest place in her heart.
Artemisia baba, a special snack.
Different from the juice taken by the Qingtuan, the artemisia baba in Lu'an Prefecture is to remove the juice and store artemisia.
After the fried juice is chopped, add rice noodles and add a little bit of meat.
Knead into a cake shape and stick it in the pan.
After molding, half of it is browned and half of it is soft and waxy.
Coupled with the unique taste of Artemisia annua, you can take a bite and leave a fragrance on your lips and teeth.
The family ate a lot of food, and Zheng Xiong ate four or five in a row before stopping.
In the middle of this, while picking artemisia, the artemisia used also made Zheng Xiong fall into contemplation.
If nothing else, it is Artemisia annua, the raw material of artemisinin.
The puffy artemisia grows from the roots, but the dry artemisia stalks are also eye-catching, and the yellow flowers on them are clearly visible.
The first time Zheng Xiong saw it, he recognized it.
However, although things are good and right in front of them, it is not so easy to make a miracle drug against malaria.
Not only the origin is different, but the efficacy is not the same.
Others are also difficult to propose.
It took Tu Youyou forty years to get artemisinin.
It still has the foundation of industrial equipment.
And I have nothing, so I can only use the soil method.
At most, use alcohol to purify, and the real effect is very different.
However, it is such a simple purification, and it also has a great effect on anti-malaria.
If you can successfully get artemisinin, it will be much better than the merit of smallpox control.
And the cinchona, which is more popular among traversers, will also be reduced to a foil.
In the short term, the simply extracted artemisinin can be used as a special drug, and in the long term, it must be regarded as the main research direction.
In addition, I have paid attention to it, and I can grasp the general direction, and I have a great chance of success in the future.
However, this thing is not in a hurry, and I keep it in mind that if I go back, I can let the pharmacy prepare.
(End of chapter)