Take masks as an example. If some people are reluctant to throw away the masks and wear them a second time, they may easily become infected due to the germs remaining on the masks.
Although Hu Changan has written down the use of masks in as much detail as possible on the notice, it cannot be tolerated that most of the people today are illiterate, and the only way to spread things is by word of mouth.
Just like the game of Solitaire, this thing will always change its taste after being passed on, and sometimes it may even become completely unrecognizable.
And medical care is the most careless thing.
As the saying goes, a slight mistake can lead to a thousand miles of misunderstanding, so Hu Changan had to guard against it.
It seems it’s time to use the power of the government!
Hu Changan hurriedly took off his Taoist priest uniform and came to the county magistrate Feng Qing.
At this time, Feng Qing still had a pile of documents piled up on his desk, and the room was in a mess, with almost nowhere to put his feet.
However, Hu Changan didn't care. He casually sat down on the chair and asked Feng Qing: "Master Feng, I wonder how much surplus grain is left in the yamen's grain depot?"
After hearing this, Feng Qing blinked and replied a little dullly: "There should be enough food for half a year. What does Mr. Hu want to do?"
It's no wonder that Feng Qing's expression is dull. He hasn't slept well for half a month in order to arrange the anti-epidemic work.
Hu Changan's side was fine. After all, he was just here to help temporarily, and there was no hard task.
But things are different here with Feng Qing. Feng Qing has to decide every matter in the county, from big to small.
Feng Qing really suffered a lot because of this epidemic.
When Hu Changan saw this, he was also in awe.
There were still many good officials in the officialdom of the early Ming Dynasty. No wonder a parent official like Feng Qing would be taken seriously by the prince and others.
However, Feng Qing didn't quite understand Hu Changan's words.
Isn't the current problem the epidemic? Food and other things are fine.
After all, the autumn harvest has just passed, and people still have a lot of surplus food in their homes, which is enough.
Hu Chang'an saw Feng Qing's puzzled eyes and replied with a smile: "I wonder if Mr. Feng has ever thought about letting all the people stay in the house and let the government directly prepare the food and deliver it to their doorsteps?"
"After all, this epidemic is coming violently and is extremely contagious."
"My previous methods can only treat the symptoms, but not the root cause."
“The only way to end the epidemic is to cut off the route of infection.”
"I'm wondering if we can force all the people to stay in their houses and let the government directly deliver food to their doorsteps."
"In this way, if people don't go out on the streets, there will be no possibility of the epidemic spreading to each other."
"Only by cutting off the chain of transmission of the epidemic, people who are not sick can be protected from the plague. In this way, when those who are already sick are almost recovered or dead, the epidemic can be controlled."
What Hu Changan said was very straightforward and cruel.
After all, we are in ancient times where medical treatment is scarce. Once you catch the plague, it is basically the same as waiting to die.
After hearing this, Feng Qing also sighed deeply.
However, Hu Changan's words aroused Feng Qing's thinking.
Yes, as long as no one continues to get sick, wouldn’t it be fine?
How about doing the same thing and dragging all the people who have been infected to the barren mountains and wild mountains, leaving only healthy people who are not sick in the village?
Feng Qing couldn't help but excitedly explained his views to Hu Changan.
However, Hu Changan shook his head and poured cold water on Feng Qing: "Master Feng, although your idea is good, we don't have enough manpower now!"
"A conservative estimate is that there are nearly 200 people in the village who are sick, and if you include those in neighboring villages, the total number will be at least 500."
"And there are less than fifty guards and government officials we can call upon now. In addition to maintaining the daily operations of the county, there is almost no manpower available."
After hearing this, Feng Qing also sighed silently.
As the saying goes, a clever woman cannot make a meal without rice. No matter how good the method is, it still needs someone who can implement it!
Feng Qing gritted his teeth and said to Hu Chang'an: "Brother Hu, don't worry, I will go to Lin County to transfer people if there is no one. If it doesn't work, I will lick my face and write a letter to ask the prince to transfer some people to us!"
After hearing this, Hu Changan nodded repeatedly: "Master Feng, please add me to the letter!"
It is indeed the best way to send someone to quarantine in a nearby wasteland. It is better to write a letter to find someone first.
Just as they were told, Hu Changan and Feng Qing drafted a letter together and sent someone to bring it to the Prince's Mansion.
After writing the letter, Hu Changan was about to leave, but he remembered something and sat down again.
He has been so busy recently that Hu Changan has forgotten the purpose of coming here.
"Master Feng, we are currently short of manpower, so let's use the method of insufficient manpower first."
"It would be best if we can mobilize people later, but if we can't, we can use this method to respond to emergencies."
After hearing this, Feng Qing nodded quickly.
Indeed, recruiting people is a metaphysics. Although there is a high probability that you can call in support, you must be careful in case you cannot find anyone to fight alone in the later stage.
...
On this day, the people in the village were sitting in twos and threes under the tree chatting about their daily routine. Suddenly, the sound of gongs and drums accompanied by shouts spread along the paths in the village.
"Dear citizens of Jiangning County, the county magistrate Mr. Feng has issued an order. Please go back to your homes immediately after hearing the sound of gongs and drums. You are not allowed to gather on the road. Otherwise, you will be severely punished and you will be responsible for the consequences!"
After hearing this, the villagers' first reaction was that they did not understand.
An impatient villager immediately spat and snorted: "The government is really lenient. First it didn't allow sacrifices, and now it doesn't allow people to leave the house."
"Our life is already hard enough now, why can't we just sit and chat for a while?!"
At this moment, the patrolling police officer had already arrived.
Seeing the people sitting around under the tree, the officer immediately shouted: "You guys, go home quickly, don't sit here chatting!"
The person who just spoke became even more angry when he saw this.
However, just as he was about to rush over and argue with the guards, a few knights on tall horses walked out from around the corner. They were the guards of the Prince's Palace.
Seeing the strong muscles of the guards, the man was instantly frightened and had to go back to clean up the bench in despair, not even daring to fart.
Seeing that everyone was starting to pack their things, the guard walked away and continued to beat the gong and shout: "Please stay at home and don't go out! The government will send people to register door-to-door soon. If there is a shortage of food, please ask in advance."
Explain that the government will send people to deliver food to your door every day!"
After hearing this, everyone who was still packing their things couldn't help but turn from anger to joy.
What, the government is so good that even if you stay at home and don’t work, you can still distribute food?!
One of them couldn't even suppress his joy and asked loudly to the officer who was about to leave: "Sir, is this true? You can get food just by squatting at home?"