Chapter 463 Send money
Hearing Li Ang's name, the people looked at each other in blank dismay, falling into hesitation.
After these years of publicity, Li Ang's deeds have already been deeply rooted in the hearts of the people, and his reputation is indeed stronger than that of the Taiyuan government.
If Mr. Li Xiaolang came to Taiyuan City, the situation should improve soon.
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Even with psychological expectations, when Li Ang really came to Taiyuan Mansion, he was still shocked by the bad situation.
Only one or two out of ten pedestrians on the street were wearing masks. They coughed endlessly. Some people coughed up thick phlegm and spit it on the ground casually. Wipe it with their feet and clean it up.
The shops along the street are still operating normally, and many shops even receive customers while coughing.
What made Li Ang even more unacceptable was Taiyuan's attitude towards rats.
On the wooden boards on the street, there are notices about rat infestation,
Several yamen servants wore masks and stood lazily on the street. Bamboo cages were placed at their feet, and there were densely packed rats struggling and screaming inside.
"Excuse me,"
Li Ang stepped forward, without revealing his identity, but asked in a deep voice, "What are these bamboo cages for?"
The yamen servants were disturbed to chat, and looked over unhappily,
They saw a group of followers behind Li Ang,
There are beautiful girls (Qiu Feng, Ouyang Shi),
There are also guards (Yan Yundang and Yanfu Wushi),
Thought that Li Ang was the son of some powerful family in the city, he curled his lips and said, "Stop the mouse.
Half a month ago, the city issued a notice to encourage the people to eradicate rats.
Catch a small mouse and reward a few coins, and catch a big mouse and reward a dozen coins.
These are today's results. "
Before the words were finished, several urchins with runny noses ran over laughing and playing. They held the tail of the mouse in their hands and swung the mouse around like a meteor hammer.
One of the young boys who seemed to be the oldest had the most fruitful results. He tied the tails of several mice together with thin ropes, hung them on wooden sticks, and resisted them on his shoulders, with a proud expression on his face.
"Uncle Sun, this is the mouse caught today."
The boy handed the mouse over and said triumphantly, "There are thirteen in total, four big and nine small."
"What's the name uncle? It's Brother Sun."
The yamen servant named Sun Er curled his lips, took out the scissors, cut off all the tails of the rats on the wooden stick, threw the rats into the bamboo cage, and asked casually, "By the way, why are there so many bloodstains on these rats? Zhuo Sanlang, what do you want?" Killed them?"
"No."
The boy named Zhuo Sanlang smiled, "I thought of a way. When I caught the mouse, I didn't rush to kill it. Instead, I stuffed two prickly ash into its buttocks, and then sewed the mouse's buttocks with needles and threads." , Throw the mouse back to the mouse nest.
The mice are in so much pain that when they go mad, they will fight with the other mice in the nest until they can kill each other, even the mice's own cubs.
So when catching, you have to catch the biggest rats. That way you hit harder and kill more rats. "
"Okay you boy."
Sun Er looked at the young man in surprise, took out the copper coins from his bag, and said, "Just tell me the method like this, and you won't be afraid that others will follow suit and steal your business?"
"Don't be afraid, I have already written to the newspaper office in Taiyuan Prefecture and told me the method."
Zhuo San grinned and said: "The prefect once said that anyone who offers advice and suggestions to fight against the plague, and who has something to say, will be rewarded. It can be as little as ten guan, as many as a hundred or a thousand guan."
"Haha, no way. I have to thank Second Brother Sun for taking care of me."
The two were talking to themselves, but Li Ang looked at the **** rats in the bamboo cages, and those children who played with the rats as toys, feeling extremely absurd and confused.
"Excuse me."
Qiu Feng, who followed Li Ang to Taiyuan Mansion, couldn't help but stepped forward and asked: "The imperial court allocated funds half a month ago to buy rodent control drugs, and suggested that all states should use rat poison to control rodents.
Why don't you use rat poison to kill rats? "
"Rat poison?"
The yamen servants laughed in unison as if they had heard something ridiculous, and an old yamen servant shook his head and said: "Young lady's thinking is too simple.
Folk rat poison, or use mangcao, aconitum, tung oil, or use arsenic, arsenic stone.
These rat poisons have a strong taste, and rats will not eat more.
Even if they eat it, if too many rats die, they will not eat poisonous bait again.
As for rat poisons such as zinc phosphide and warfarin newly invented by Mr. Li Xiaolang issued by the government. The effect is good, but the quantity is small and the price is high.
After all the calculations, we still do it ourselves, which is quick and convenient. "
(Zinc phosphide is an inorganic compound rodenticide obtained by mixing red phosphorus and zinc powder and firing at high temperature.
Warfarin is a dicoumarin derivative obtained from moldy sweet-scented clover grass. Can cause internal hemorrhage to death in rats. )
"Exactly."
The young man surnamed Zhuo nodded, and said as it should: "Besides, if you use poison, you can't tell who killed which rats. How can you pay for it?"
"Send money?? Your lives are going to die!"
Ouyang Shi was anxious and angry, losing his voice.
They fought in Shuozhou for so long, and several students from the Imperial Medical Office died of the plague.
The people of Taiyuan Prefecture are still thinking about how to save money, and even how to make money from the plague.
Still numb and ignorant about the dangers of the plague.
How ridiculous, ridiculous, and sad.
"alright."
Li Ang raised his hand wearily, preventing Ouyang Shi from continuing.
He took a deep breath and said to the teenagers who didn't know why: "In the future, don't catch mice with your hands. According to the plague strategy, wear a mask and gloves, and use pliers, shovels, hoes and other tools.
And after eradicating rats, clean tools in time. "
He turned his head to look at the yamen servants, and said: "In the future, if the people send mice, if the other party does not wear a mask, no money will be given.
In addition, after catching mice, they must be burned in time, and they can no longer be placed in cages or placed on the street. "
The teenager and the children surnamed Zhuo didn’t know why, but they just felt that Li Ang was inexplicable—who are you to give orders here.
The yamen servants who wandered in the streets of the city and were good at observing words and demeanor all changed their faces.
Li Ang's tone was undeniably commanding, he didn't look like a son of a big family in the city, but like a serious court official.
Could it be
The yamen servants stood up one after another, not daring to despise presumptuously,
Sun Er swallowed his saliva, and said cautiously: "Could it be, Mr. Xiaolang."
Li Ang didn't explain anything, but waved his hand, "Take me to the prefect's mansion."
(end of this chapter)