In the afternoon, the sun was in the west.
A large group of people were being examined in the hospital. Those with stomachs were asked to come over and take the small train.
The cause of the disease was found. The people who came later had a habit of eating two meals a day.
After giving them three meals, they still ate the same way as they ate two meals.
Local eggs were cheap, so they bought eggs and boiled them to eat.
In addition, the temperature was getting lower and lower day by day, and the gastrointestinal tract was in disorder.
Many people already had stomachaches, but they insisted. They couldn't stand it anymore and wanted to see a doctor. As a result …
The propaganda was started, telling the people who came later not to eat too much. Surgery was a waste of time and was not good for their health.
Those who were slightly uncomfortable hurriedly went to the imperial physicians, doctors, and doctors everywhere. Those who could be diagnosed were diagnosed. Those who couldn't were sent to the Li Family Zhuangzi.
At the same time, thick bedding was made so that they wouldn't catch a cold.
Li Yi continued to be busy. When the nurses finished other work, he went over and performed the surgery skillfully.
The little girl and Li Guicang were assistants. The patients were not on death row, so they were not allowed to be the chief surgeon.
The patients who didn't need surgery were given medicine and cheese by others.
"So many people have intestinal abscesses. It's not good to eat too much."
Empress Wang was looking after the child in her courtyard. Du du.
The little girl was not here. She was in school.
Hearing the news, she sighed. The palace maid next to her, Xi 'er, unconsciously put her hand on the position of the appendix incision.
She was the first person in the Tang dynasty to have her appendix removed. At that time, she thought she was going to die.
Only now did she know that intestine removal was a small surgery for Li Dongzhu.
Major surgery was the kind of surgery where a rope was threaded from the thigh all the way to the heart. Yes, that was how Qing Dai lived.
"Empress, is it possible that someone poisoned Li Dongzhu to make him tired?"
Xi 'er suddenly had an idea and told Empress Wang.
"Send someone to tell uncle." Empress Wang was serious.
When Li Yi finished the last surgery he needed to do, he took a shower and changed his clothes. Empress Wang's people were waiting outside.
"Li Dongzhu, did someone poison and cause intestinal abscesses?" The person asked.
"Poison? Is there such a powerful poison? Go back and tell Sister-in-law that I don't have it. Even for someone like me, it's impossible for many people to get appendicitis at the same time. However, I can choose from other diseases. "
Li Yi shook his head. What kind of joke was this? How could there be such a useful virus? Large-scale spread, causing people to get appendicitis?
Wouldn't it be better to change to another type of virus to be able to achieve this level of technology? He already had one, but he didn't have one for appendicitis.
The servant ran back to report. Empress Wang didn't know if she should be relieved or worried.
According to what Uncle said, he had a poison that could make many people sick. Don't let it out by accident, please don't.
During dinner, Li Yi did not seem to be in a good mood. It was not because he was tired, but because the volume of surgeries he had to perform was nothing!
He was worried that some of the citizens were afraid of disturbing him. They were clearly uncomfortable, but they endured it, just like Xi 'er in the past.
Xi 'er's family had been brought over, they lived in a building by the Ba River. Presently, they had arrived in Luoyang.
The officials were also in a bad mood. With so many people sick, who could still laugh? They were probably done for.
After dinner, Li Yi went to do his ward rounds.
"Dongzhu." The little robot followed him. "Song De said that the barbarians asked what chili was."
"What else could it be? It's an edible treasure. We don't sell seeds. "
Li Yi smiled and arranged for people to bring them to eat hotpot. As expected, they liked spicy food.
The situation of the curry sold through Tubo was still unknown. Chili noodles were always available. If there was not enough, they could find a place to plant them.
The Tang dynasty didn't sell seeds, let alone other places.
The Tang dynasty could sell seeds to Shu, the north, the northeast, Hunan, Hubei, and other places. At the same time, they could also be rewarded.
This thing wouldn't die if they didn't eat it. If the barbarians wanted it, they could exchange it with good things. Food, the Tang dynasty would never complain about having too much food.
They couldn't do without it even if they were placed in Long Hair. At worst, they could just age the food and make it into feed.
Currently, there was food in the granary, but it was far from enough for nine years.
… …
"Hiss ~ ~ Ha ~ ~" The twenty-two barbarians ate. They ate hotpot, spicy hotpot, with chili peppers.
They ate it normally, but they drank soup.
Tian Qingyuan, the young minister of Honglu Temple, accompanied them. He ate vegetables and meat. It was spicy, but he was not afraid.
The hotpot seasoning he got had herbs. After eating spicy food, he wouldn't have diarrhea and the other side would be spicy.
The base of the hot pot with chili oil was fragrant. It was best to add a spoonful of it when eating noodles.
Unfortunately, the price was too high. He could only get two taels a month. It was enough to serve people, but he couldn't sell it.
If he was caught selling it secretly, he would be fired.
Someone in Honglu Temple had sold it before. It was lower than the market price. If it was higher than the market price, wouldn't it be better for others to buy it directly?
The person who bought it was Yang Si Xun's man.
His Majesty personally asked, "Is there any urgent matter at home that requires money?" Children married without a house to live in? Sick without medicine? No meat on the table? Lack of food in the rice bowl? Add clothes for the wife?
Every time he asked, his colleague would shake his head. He didn't lack anything.
If something was lacking, it could be said that the parents were old and their legs were not good. They wanted two good wheelchairs with smooth bearings.
No problem. Filial piety. Looking at the situation, it was indeed so. Two good wheelchairs.
Since it wasn't lacking, it was a case of receiving the Emperor's kindness but not obeying his orders.
Take him down! After being beaten, he would become a commoner. Without an official position, no one would give him any benefits.
Tian Qingyuan thought about it and began to consider whether he should take the leftover soup home. There were a total of six hotpots for forty people. Could they drink all the soup?
"Tian Shaoqing, is this for sale?" The person drinking the soup asked again.
Tian Qingyuan glanced at the glass mirror beside him. The room in Heavenly Earth had a one-way mirror. If someone behind could see this side, it would be a mirror.
Song De was behind, so he could contact him at any time.
He smiled, "Eat first. I'm not in charge of this. Wait for me to go back and ask."
Just as he finished speaking, someone knocked on the door and delivered the dishes.
One of the dishes was placed in front of his plate very impolitely. He was stunned and then nodded. There was a note on it. He took a look and noted it down.
The note said, "Selling chili noodles but not the seeds. Giving some curry but not the chili oil with herbs."
The other party moved the plate again and took the note away at the same time.
He continued, "But … I can still make the decision. If the quantity is not large, I'll sell you the chili noodles. In addition, you can meet His Majesty as a subject of another country. His Majesty will reward you with other good things."
He dared to speak. Sending gifts in the name of His Majesty.
The other party insisted that they were here on the orders of their king and that some of the items on the two ships were to be sent as a tribute.
According to the rules, the other party's status was low. The Tang dynasty would not reward them with gold or silver. If they felt that the curry was delicious, they could buy more.
"Is it grown?" The other party obviously didn't just want to buy the chili noodles. He wanted to grow it himself.
"Ordinary people can't grow it. Only those born in the Yang year, Yang month, Yang day, Yang time and Yang moment can do it. But such people usually don't live past fifteen years old. They need to stabilize their lives with magic."
Tian Qingyuan's lies came out of his mouth without any hesitation.
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