Crick did not popularize the manure policy in his territory just because of the success of the experiment. Instead, he carried out a large-scale experiment. In addition to a small town, his barony also had four villages of various sizes. One of the villages was the fief of James, the leader of the knights, and the other three were directly governed. In order to prevent the trouble that might be caused by the large-scale use of manure, he first chose the smallest of the three directly governed villages as the experimental site. He collected the manure in late autumn, mixed it with the soil, and buried it in the field in preparation for next year's farming.
The villagers were very uneasy about this. They were worried that these dirty things would pollute the land, so Crick announced that if there were any problems, the baron would be responsible for providing the village's food next year, and even in the future. Only then did they feel at ease.
No, it was no longer a matter of being at ease. According to the report of the bards that Crick sent out to collect the opinions of the people, many villagers even muttered, "Would it be better if the fields were polluted?"
Hearing the news, Crick really did not know whether to laugh or cry. Who said that the country bumpkins were ignorant? Wasn't he quite smart!
Many things that could not be seen in the small experimental field would only be discovered during large-scale farming. For example, the official in charge of implementation quickly came to him to ask: What should we do if there is not enough manure in the village?
"Ah? There is not enough manure? "
"Yes, sir, there is not enough manure." The official was very responsible and took out a document. "According to the estimation, we may need ten times the amount of manure."
"Ten times?!" Crick thought for a long time, but he could not think of where to find so much manure. He could only sigh and say, "Then let's do two things at the same time. Collect manure from the town and reduce the amount."
A few days later, the official came again and reported: Many people have diarrhea. What should we do?
"Why are they having diarrhea all of a sudden?" Crick was stunned for a moment. He thought about it and asked, "Do they not wash their hands or bathe after working in the field?"
"They can wash their hands, just find a river or a pool, but bathe? Do we need it? "the official asked in confusion.
Crick sighed and was speechless at this group of people who lacked health and hygiene knowledge.
"Pass down my order." He said, "From today onwards, everyone who works in the field must bathe after work every day! And before you eat, you must wash your hands with clean water! "
"What is clean water?" The official with a loyalty of 95% was very responsible and asked seriously.
"Water cooled after boiling," Crick said.
"Milord, I'm afraid that will be very difficult." The official replied, "You need firewood to boil water. The cost is too high, and the farmers can't afford it."
Crick sighed deeply. He felt that he might have been a little too hasty. He thought for a moment and said, "Then let's build a filter. We can use raw water for bathing, and we must use filtered water to wash our hands. By the way, the drinking water must also be filtered!"
"My apologies, my lord, but … what is a filter pool?"
Crick did not remember how many times he had sighed today. He helplessly found a pen and paper and drew a design for a filter pool for the official.
It was funny that he had learned this filter pool when he was designing a villa renovation plan for a nouveau riche. At that time, the nouveau riche insisted on drawing the river into the courtyard to form a small river, but the water in the courtyard must be clear and free of duckweed and weeds. At first, he proposed several designs such as a filter net, but none of them could ensure that the river was clear. In the end, he had no choice but to find a high school classmate who studied architecture. Under the guidance of that classmate, he designed a complete set of plans including a waterwheel, a filter pool, and a reservoir. Later, this plan actually won a damn small prize, saying that it combined the "wisdom" of science and the "beauty" of the farm, and that technology and culture were integrated into one.
This set of design left a deep impression on him, so naturally, he was able to do it. But looking at the drawing, the official pointed at the waterwheel and asked, "Milord, what is this?"
Crick then remembered that there seemed to be no waterwheel in this world.
What was more troublesome was that he did not know how to build a waterwheel. After he designed the plan, the waterwheel was built by the renovation team. The foreman of the renovation team easily built the waterwheel without asking him at all.
"Let me think, how should this thing be built …"
He closed his eyes and thought for a long time, and finally sighed.
F * ck! No way …
"Forget it. Dig a pond by the river and cover the bottom with sand. Use bricks to build the walls of the pond. As for the side near the river, make a filter layer …" After thinking for a long time, he finally came up with an alternative plan. He rambled on for a while and drew a few pictures. Only then did the official with eleven intelligence fully understand what he meant. The official nodded and left.
"F * ck! Fortunately, this guy is still smart. If he had 8 or 9 intelligence … "Crick sighed deeply. He imagined that situation and could not help but shiver.
"What's so good about transmigrating! I am still a f * cking noble lord, and I have to do all kinds of things … If I have the life to transmigrate back, who would talk to me about medieval or ancient idyllic scenery? I will go to the toilet and pour a bottle of urine on his face! This damn place doesn't even have a waterwheel! "
After complaining, he still had to solve the problem of the people's illness. He thought for a while and set off to meet the two guys from the headquarters of the Church of Distant Song, who always quarreled.
Thomas and Nicolay lived in a separate courtyard. They quarreled every day, and only when they prayed to the great god would they be quieter. Other than that, they often quarreled even when they talked in their sleep. Sometimes, Crick felt that perhaps the High Priestess was annoyed by these two fellows to the point that she could not take it anymore. That was why she had shoved these two real experts to him.
When he told the High Priest why he came, Thomas immediately said that he knew the field of healing and could help the villagers cast spells to expel the disease. Nicolay sneered and asked him how much magic power he had. How many times could he cast "Expel the Disease"?
When Crick heard what Nicola said, he was a little curious and asked, "Do you have a better idea?"
"Of course. Although I am only a bard, I also know the skills of a priest. We can hold a small-scale ritual and ask His Majesty to grant us a spell to expel the disease. "
"… I can do that too!"
"But you didn't expect it." Nicolay sneered and said, "Although your magic level is high, you are stupid!"
Thomas flew into a rage, and the two of them quarreled again.
Crick sighed, looked at the attributes of the two, and silently shook his head.
To be honest, Thomas was definitely not stupid. After all, he had an intelligence of 12, but Nicolay's intelligence was as high as 16, and he did have the qualifications to look down on Thomas in terms of intelligence.
… But in terms of force, the situation was reversed.
A moment later, Crick brought Nicholas, whose face was swollen but whose face was full of pride as if he had won a battle, to the village to hold a sacrificial ceremony. Although Thomas had won the battle, he looked depressed and sat in the house muttering, repeatedly cursing, "Damn bastard", "What's so great about having a smart brain", and so on.
He had to admit that it was convenient in a world with magic. If the villagers had collective diarrhea on Earth, the health center in the town would inevitably be overwhelmed. But in this world, after about half an hour of ritual, accompanied by the singing of Nicolay's harp, a strong magic swept through the square where the ritual was held, and the villagers, who were pale and weak from diarrhea not long ago, quickly recovered. Crick almost couldn't help but exclaim, "This is not scientific."
This time, the villagers had collective diarrhea, which was probably a blessing in disguise. Crick quickly ordered the construction of several such filtration ponds in his territory to provide clean water for the people.
In addition, he strictly asked the villagers not to drink unboiled water, but to drink boiled water. For this reason, he even appointed a special small official in each village to supervise this matter.
Hygiene was the most important thing, and it could not be ignored!
Sui Xiong paid attention to Krieg's governance from a distance. When he saw this, he couldn't help but be stunned for a moment. He realized that he seemed to have never noticed this.
"Sterilization, prevention of infectious diseases …" he said to himself for a while, and suddenly remembered something, so he went to Arcaian.
Arcaian was still studying mushrooms. In addition to maintaining the adventure labyrinth, he usually studied his mushrooms. Over the years, he had spent a lot of time on mushrooms, and he had developed many practical varieties. The mushrooms in the labyrinth had also been changed several times. Even in the deep mountains of Dragon-roar Town, there were a lot of new mushroom magic beasts that he had cultivated. Those magic beasts were not dangerous, but they could quickly decompose the flesh and blood of the magic beasts, so that the stench that had been everywhere in the mountains gradually disappeared.
"Bacteria? Infection? Infectious diseases? " Sui Xiong didn't expect that Arcaian would understand these things, but he did not expect that Arcaian would keep nodding, and then say a lot of things about hygiene and epidemic prevention that Sui Xiong had heard before he traveled to this world.
This was really a pleasant surprise, and Sui Xiong could not help but ask, "So you already knew this?"
"The Pasteur School originally studied bacteria and fungi," Arcaian said with a smile. Arcaian said with a smile, "My great-grandfather, Krakaholt, studied the Eternal Ashes and divided all the small creatures in the world into two groups. Those with animal characteristics were called bacteria, and those with plant characteristics were called fungi. Through his research on bacteria and fungi, he invented the famous Pasteur sweet wine and Pasteur cheese … Your Majesty, you must have eaten them before, right? "
"Damn! Pasteur cheese was invented by your great-grandfather?! " Sui Xiong was shocked, and he immediately felt deep respect for Arcaian. He had never thought that this mushroom expert's research would be so advanced. Pasteur cheese was famous for being a high-end food, and it was very expensive!
At Sui Xiong's request, Arcaian stopped his research on mushrooms and began to focus on the research on bacteria. Sui Xiong ordered him to study a few common infectious diseases. What were they? How were they contagious? How could he prevent and treat them? He had to come up with a plan that used as little magic as possible.
"Why not just use magic to get rid of the diseases?" Arcaian asked.
"Because I want to make it affordable for ordinary people," Sui Xiong replied.
At the same time, in a gloomy and rotten world, the God of Plague suddenly shivered.
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