As for people, they must not go to the toilet.

So no one can guarantee that the people of Yong'anfang will not go out. That is impossible. Don't say that they can't go out. In fact, in Cao Changqing's eyes, this plague that swept Plymouth seems to not exist to the locals.

People die and are considered ordinary, except those who are too sick to walk, others should do whatever they should do, and then wander the streets.

They are obviously doing nothing.

As the guard, the sailor assigned a Spanish-speaking person to join Cao Changqing's team. While introducing him to the situation after the sun set yesterday, he guided the team to visit the people who were treated a few days ago.

"The church cart came six times, and took away twenty-six bodies, and the remaining twelve were piled together as you told me to separate the crowd. We chose Francis' garden, Francis? He used to be the richest man in Yong'an."

"Now." The sailor's words were underestimated: "He is the richest dead man in Yong'anfang."

There are many residents of Yong'anfang and Qing'anfang, and the poor people account for the largest proportion in each city. Yong'anfang and Qing'anfang are relatively poor areas in Plymouth.

At the beginning of the outbreak of the plague, Cao Changqing conducted a brief census. Because he could not accurately detect the data, the final data was not accurate. Even so, he got a number, where there were originally two thousand three hundred and thirty-seven people.

Yong'anfang's support for Cao Changqing was hard-won. At first, the leader on a Spanish ship was more convinced of the Ming people's defense ability against diseases. The captain, merchant, chief mate, sailor and other nineteen people all had different degrees of symptoms. They sent people to the Makino Hall for help.

When Cao Changqing took out a treatment method they had never seen before and burned talisman water for them to drink, only six of them had the courage to try it.

The effect was very good. Only four of the six people died, one of the remaining one was cured, and the other was in bed so painful that he broke his arm and leg and dislocated his arm and leg, but he was still not dead.

In fact, this effect was seen on the third day. Another thirteen untreated sailors died seven of only two days after they had symptoms, and two more died on the third day.

The Black Death comes very quickly, and for helpless people, it is considered a good way to hold on for more than one day.

At least it is more effective than sitting around and praying.

The most important thing is that many others had symptoms within three days, but the sailor on the Spanish ship was isolated and prevented by listening to Cao Changqing's words, and only three of the forty-six people got sick.

This effect gives Yong'anfang hope for all living lives.

The Plymouth natives who were hostile to the Spanish and the Ming people also turned to Cao Changqing for help.

The patient moaned in the thatched hut due to pain. Some people, Cao Changqing only needed to take a look and knew that this person would not be able to survive, while more people died in the house before he could see him.

Cao Changqing looked at the scene in front of him and knew very well that he would not have any effect on all this. His Fu Shui and the medicine prepared by the doctors at the Makino Association were almost useless in the face of this plague.

He even knew what the real function of talisman water, talisman spells, lime, realgar and other objects.

Scaring the plague.

Just like the New Year’s Eve, the robbers have to dance swords and guns before robbing, scaring.

When the plague god saw that you were covered with talismans, with arsenic stuffed in the talismans and cinnabar in your stomach, would you still dare to come?

Instead of the plague god who has already come to the door and then uses swords and guns.

Many people died after treatment, and many people prevent all diseases in advance. Cao Changqing thinks that's the reason, and their greater actions are prevention.

Master Cao did not intend to save many people. They had limited personnel and limited medicine and stones. Moreover, even if it was infinite, no one listened to him. Only the Spanish and a few Englishmen could do exactly as they were told.

Even half of the living people in Yong'anfang are there.

What can he use to save these people?

It’s nothing more than God’s virtue of being a virtuous person and just let God do his best.

The one who really drove him into the death place was the Makino Association who had more than 300 lives.

They have a brigade as a safe area, but if they allow the neighborhoods to smell stinking, insects and rats running around, corpses and people walking around, they may not be able to enter the guild in a few days.

Once they enter the guild hall, the means of scaring the plague gods will fail, and they will probably not be much better than the natives outside the building with their skills.

"There are rats everywhere, and no one has any feet on the ground. Remember, the water source must not be contacted by insects, rats, snakes and livestock. Drinking water requires heating to make soup, and all living things must be cleaned on the spot."

Cao Changqing's words made the Western sailors living here look embarrassed: "Kill them, and they burned many mice with fire last night, and many of them ran from other streets this morning, and they were killed endlessly."

"Not all of us in this city are as obedient as you do. Not only do we kill people who are crazy about us will rob them, but also English people will come to rob them. Those who sleep in thatched huts are crazy about them. They will eat whatever they want."

As he said that, the sailor pointed to the well and said, "Water can still be protected. We pressed big stones on it, so there will be no insects or mice to enter. The problem of boiling water has also been solved. Yesterday we found two large iron pots that can boil water from Francis' house."

Master Cao nodded with satisfaction and said, "That's good, this is good. We have two habits that can avoid many problems. One is to drink boiled water. We had the habit of drinking soup thousands of years ago. The Dongyang Marshal also said that if the boiled water is clean, the dirty things inside will be burned to death."

"In addition, another habit is to keep the cemetery away from the city, and use coffins. The carpenters in Qing'anfang have already started making coffins. You can send someone to buy them."

coffin?

The sailors didn't understand what this had to do with the plague. Although the English believed in Protestantism, everyone was accustomed to the same. When more people died of the plague came, they dug a big hole in the church cemetery and piled up all the bodies.

Cao Changqing shook his head helplessly and said, "The water in the well flows through the ground. You put the corpse in the city without a coffin. If the corpse is rotten, it will seep into the water, and we will get a new plague."

"Now the Black Death has not passed yet. If there is another new plague and the water cannot be drunk, then the city will be over."

Listening to Cao Changqing's description, the sailor swallowed his saliva and asked worriedly: "What should I do?"

"Either install coffins for all the corpses. If the coffins cannot be loaded, they can only be transported out of the city, or burned them on the spot, preferably burned them, but it is a bit difficult here. I don't want to cause conflict between the natives and us because of this, and there is no need to fight in the internal strife."

However, the Spanish sailor said, "It should be possible to burn. There is a monk in the city. Although he is a heretic, the plague is obviously sleeping when the gods come. If he finds some excuses to fool people, the residents will accept the burning of the body."

"Find some excuse?"

"Yeah, make some excuses, just like they did for hundreds of years."
Chapter completed!