Although dysentery cannot be cured by eating garlic, it is certainly possible to alleviate the symptoms of dysentery a little.
Shi Yongxin's son is in very bad condition now.
In order to alleviate Shi Yongxin's son's condition, he could persist until their uprising was successful.
Eat more garlic is the method given by Zhu Hongyu!
Shi Yong nodded vigorously, but his expression was not soothing.
Zhu Hongyu asked.
"What's wrong? You look so ugly?"
Shi Yongxin said with an embarrassed look on his face.
"I...I can't get garlic!"
Garlic was also very common in this era and was just a widely grown seasoning.
Not very valuable!
But the Spanish colonists wanted to reduce the mining costs of the mines.
The food given to the Chinese miners was only three cornmeal pancakes per person per day and a little salt. They were not even willing to give soup and vegetables.
Not to mention the seasoning like garlic!
Zhu Hongyu couldn't help but frown.
After thinking for a while, he spoke again.
"Leave the garlic matter to me. You have to take care of your son. There are some things you need to remember."
"The shack must be properly ventilated to ensure fresh air, and excrement cannot be left next to people..."
Zhu Hongyu said a lot of precautions, which are common in hospitals in later generations.
These precautions are not eye-catching, but they are definitely effective.
Otherwise, how could all hospitals in later generations be managed according to such standards?
Shi Yongxin kept Zhu Hongyu's words in mind and nodded desperately.
Zhu Hongyu was endorsed by his status as a member of the Ming Dynasty clan, and he believed everything Zhu Hongyu said without discounting.
After explaining to Shi Yongxin, Zhu Hongyu took Li Guangyuan back to the shack where they lived.
Along the way, Zhu Hongyu explained things to Li Guangyuan in a low voice, and Li Guangyuan nodded frequently, indicating that he understood.
After the explanation, Zhu Hongyu turned around and walked into the darkness, while Li Guangyuan continued walking towards the shack.
…
Li Guangyuan returned to the shack, opened the curtain and walked in, looking at him with unclear eyes.
"Why did Li Guangyuan come back alone? Where is Zhu Hongyu?"
"Why didn't Mr. Shi let this ignorant Li Guangyuan have his hands and feet amputated?"
"Zhu Hongyu is really unlucky. He was beaten innocently by the supervisor during the day, and Master Shi caused trouble again this night. He hasn't come back yet. Is he a bad star?"
"Zhu Hongyu hasn't come back yet, will he be beaten to death by Master Shi?"
"..."
Everyone was whispering and talking about the two in low voices.
Most of the words are gloating about misfortune, lest the world be in chaos.
We are all miners who are suffering, and we are the ones being squeezed and oppressed in the mines.
Only when you see someone living a more miserable life than yourself can you feel a little satisfied.
This is the biggest entertainment for Chinese miners every day!
It's not that human nature is inherently evil, it's just that the environment forces them to be like this.
Only in this way can they find the only joy in their miserable life and find reasons for themselves to persist in living.
To put it simply, there are people who are suffering more and more difficultly than me, and they are insisting on living. Why shouldn’t I?
Li Guangyuan listened to the mutterings of these miners and said with a cold snort.
"Stop guessing, my brother Yu is fine."
"Who is my brother Yu? He is a member of the royal family of the King of Chu after Emperor Taizu of the Ming Dynasty. His ancestor was a prince, and his father also has the title of Lieutenant Fengguo?"
"Serious sons and grandsons of the dragon!"
"When Brother Yu's identity was revealed, Master Shi was almost scared to death. Who is he? Does he dare to attack the Ming Dynasty's clan?"
When everyone heard this, they all gasped subconsciously, some of them couldn't believe it.
Then someone started to speak doubtfully.
"Just brag, can the clan end up in this mine?"
"That's right, this mine is full of miserable people like us, how can we have dragons and grandsons?"
"You're just talking nonsense. Do you have any evidence?"
"..."
Everyone was suspicious, but no one said that the Ming Dynasty was dead and the clan was worthless.
First, in the eyes of the people of the world, especially those who would rather go to Nanyang than be ruled by the Manchu and Qing Tartars, the Ming Dynasty is the orthodoxy of the world.
Secondly, for ordinary people, the clans of the previous dynasty were also clans, sons and grandsons of dragons, and they were not something they could humiliate.
This is the imperial power deeply rooted in people's hearts!
This is the legacy of Emperor Taizu of the Ming Dynasty who expelled the Tartars and restored China. This is the influence of the Ming Dynasty, which ruled the world for more than two hundred years, on the people of the world.
After all, throughout the ages, no one has achieved more justice than the Ming Dynasty!
Li Guangyuan snorted and said proudly.
"Master Shi feels that he has offended Brother Yu, and is now apologizing to me, Brother Yu!"
"In order to apologize, Mr. Shi brought out several pancakes and said he wanted to sleep with my brother Yu, saying he wanted to be imbued with the dragon's energy."