The officer turned around and confirmed what the man said: "Yes, as long as you stay at home and don't go out, the government will distribute food to you for free."
"If you think there is plenty of food at home, you don't have to register."
After the man heard this, his cheeks turned red with excitement.
This is real food. Who would have too much? Just go home and register!
The cleaning movements of everyone's hands also speeded up a bit.
And this is also within Hu Changan's plan.
Hu Changan had long expected that once this method was implemented, many villagers would pretend to be poor to receive food.
But Hu Changan didn't really care.
After all, even if all the villagers are registered to receive food, how much food can be distributed in these ten days and a half? It may not even be able to reach the top of the granary.
And more importantly, it eats people with short lips and uses soft hands.
After these villagers took the grain from the government, it would make sense for Hu Changan to severely punish the villagers who disobeyed the regulations.
After a while, the streets in the village were empty.
Everyone went back to their homes one after another, hiding at home with peace of mind, waiting for the government to come to register.
Sure enough in the afternoon, several officials wearing masks and large burqas came to register food delivery information door-to-door.
Although these officials were dressed very strangely, the villagers were used to seeing them and had long since become accustomed to them.
This is what a living god demands!
Even some of the villagers who answered the door were dressed like this.
Everyone only showed one pair of eyes, which was very funny.
But in order to fight against the epidemic, it doesn’t matter how weird you dress.
In addition to registering to deliver grains, the government also registered in detail how many people in each household were present, how many were healthy and how many were infected.
For those families with patients at home, the officials paid special attention to them. Not only did they send a small bowl of disinfectant water, but they also promised to distribute decoctions to these patients later.
After hearing this, the villagers felt warm in their hearts.
Fortunately, the government has not given up on these patients, and they still have a chance to survive!
With everyone's efforts, all villages affected by the epidemic were registered in just one afternoon.
Fortunately, transportation was not very developed in ancient times, so many farmers were exhausted and just wandered around in familiar villages all their lives.
Without smooth external communication, there will be no way for the epidemic to spread.
So so far, only villagers in five nearby villages have been affected by the epidemic.
Moreover, the mortality rate of the plague was extremely high. Many villagers often got sick just a few days ago and died three to five days later.
Without a long incubation period, these patients have no chance of infecting other people.
Hu Changan couldn't help but let out a long sigh of relief.
Fortunately, the plague has not spread too widely, and it is estimated that the epidemic will be eliminated in just over half a month of lockdown.
After the registration was completed, Hu Changan sent special personnel to go to the streets every hour to promote epidemic prevention knowledge.
It ranges from how to deal with patients at home, to how to wear masks, and all kinds of things.
Hu Changan believed that although these villagers were not highly educated, as long as they were repeated enough times, even a fool would listen to it.
Thanks to Hu Changan's unremitting efforts, even the three-year-old daughter of the county magistrate Feng Qingcai was able to recite anti-epidemic knowledge in a coquettish voice. This made Feng Qing so happy that she took the school exam to play with the little girl whenever she could.
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And those imperial doctors and doctors have not stopped in the past few days.
Although they are not satisfied with Hu Changan's various strange methods, since they are here, they have the obligation to treat the patients.
After much fussing around, they actually invented a Chinese medicine recipe.
Although the effect is not great, it is better than nothing after all. Taking medicine is better than not taking it at all.
Hu Changan took a look and found that this decoction was specially designed to enhance people's immunity, so it was barely the right medicine.
After all, in the face of many powerful viruses for which there are no specific drugs, supportive therapy is the simplest and most practical method. The human body's resistance is far stronger than imagined.
So now, everyone in the county government is performing their duties.
Hu Changan was responsible for specifying the isolation policy, and the doctors were responsible for distributing medicines door-to-door to those who were already sick, while the guards were busy patrolling the streets and smacking anyone who went out without authorization.
Under the iron-blooded patrols of the guards, the common people could only stay at home, no matter how serious their complaints were.
At the same time, county police officers continued to go door-to-door to register every day.
This time, the main thing is to register the number of people who are sick and the number of people who are healthy.
After all, only with detailed and credible data can all decisions be reasonable and reliable.
For those patients who died at home, the police officers would also transport the bodies of the patients free of charge and bury them on the spot in the wasteland behind the village.
Although the villagers were not satisfied, they had nothing to do.
After all, healthy people will die if things get messed up.
For the sake of their own lives, the villagers had no choice but to swallow their anger and put the overall situation first.
At this time, the county government had restored its previous order.
Feng Qing no longer had to deal with a large number of things, and Hu Changan smiled with satisfaction when he looked at the data reported by the guards.
Under the isolation policy, there are fewer and fewer new patients every day.
Just yesterday, the total number of new patients in all five villages was only about ten.
Victory is right in front of you!
However, a sudden news broke Hu Changan's beautiful fantasy.
That day, Hu Changan was chatting with Feng Qing. A servant suddenly ran in from outside. Before he could salute, he said in a panic: "Sir, it's not good. We just found more than a dozen beggars in the ruined temple outside the village."
The body looks like it died of the epidemic and didn’t run away!”
What!
Hu Changan couldn't help but his eyes darkened.
He only paid attention to the decent villagers, but he didn't pay any attention to the beggar who had no identity!
Even Feng Qing was shocked.
The two quickly changed their clothes, mounted their horses and rode quickly towards the ruined temple that the officer said.
After a while, Hu Changan and Feng Qing arrived at the ruined temple.
Hu Changan got off his horse and frowned when he saw the tragic scene in front of him.
I saw more than a dozen corpses of beggars lying scattered in the ruined temple.
They were old and young, and none of them seemed to be walking very steadily.
Fortunately, it's autumn now, otherwise there would definitely be a smell coming from here.
Hu Changan hadn't noticed anything yet, but Feng Qing was experienced at the grassroots level and saw something unusual about these beggars: "Why are the clothes on these beggars so new?"
After Hu Changan heard this, he quickly looked closely.
Sure enough, the clothes on these beggars were all new, and the sizes were obviously inappropriate. They looked like they were picking up other people's clothes. This chapter has been completed!
