Zhang Bao and the others had also learned about this method before.
In the wild environment, if there are no necessary antibiotics, this method can also be used under forced circumstances, but it still involves certain risks.
After all, not all maggots can be used, but the larvae of the mercerized green fly. Naturally, Zhang Bao has no way to identify such things now.
These maggots were all used by Zhang Bao when he asked farmers to raise chickens, and they specially used some straw to raise maggots and fed these maggots to the chickens.
I didn't expect to use it directly now.
With this maggot therapy, fly maggots will only eat the necrotic flesh and blood, without affecting other normal tissues of the body, and can also promote the formation of granulation structures.
And if the wound is relatively deep, it can be cleaned in depth. Its excrement also contains a large number of bactericidal and anti-inflammatory enzymes and antibiotics, which can improve human immunity and promote the rapid healing of ulcer wounds.
But now it's just Zhang Bao's attempt. It's much better than doing nothing and waiting to die.
"You should try this method with caution. It may not work in all situations."
"But if it's for those who can only wait to die, you might as well try it. Maybe it will have some effect."
"Take this person back and observe what happens next."
Zhang Bao said to everyone.
After the arrangements were made, the doctors each packed the wine they needed and went back.
Today's wineries are distilling almost around the clock.
Although Lao He is the manager of a winery, he does nothing but walk around with a wine jar and look at it every day.
After losing the last bet, Lao He took back his right to drink by running naked. From then on, he began a life of drunkenness and dreams.
But today I was sober and came to see Zhang Bao.
"I said, young master, our auction will only be held once and then stopped?"
"Why don't we put some wine out for auction? We have no money. Almost all the wine around here has been bought. Now we have to go far away to buy wine."
"If I hadn't saved some money, I would have run out of money a long time ago."
Lao He said to Zhang Bao.
"You want to save some money?"
"Uncle He, I heard that you didn't sit down until three dishes were missing from your recent dinner menu?"
"I heard that you need two meat dishes?"
Zhang Bao gave Lao He a big roll of his eyes.
"Forehead……"
"How can I have the strength to work if I don't eat enough?"
"Those wine jars are very heavy!"
Lao He was anxious.
"That was moved by someone from the Women's Kitchen Knife Brigade."
Zhang Bao glanced at Lao He.
"I'm still on patrol! I even picked up a nest of rats a few days ago!"
Lao He puffed his beard and said with eyes wide open.
"That's made from rhubarb."
"But it seems that the mouse was eaten by your old man."
Zhang Bao said calmly.
"You brat, there's so much nonsense!"
"Hurry up and get me money!"
"Keep nagging and I'll cut you!"
Lao He was so angry that he didn't expect that Zhang Bao knew exactly what he had done.
"It's impossible to get money, I don't have any money either!"
"But the auction you just mentioned can be done again, but this time it won't be wine."
Zhang Bao said with a smile.
"What is it if it's not wine?"
"Let me tell you, wine is better. There is no wine around Sanhe County now. You don't know. There have been many people at the door these days clamoring to buy wine from me."
"Lying against my window in the middle of the night."
"Ah, the price they paid was very high. I sold the highest jar for two thousand taels, two thousand taels!"
"That silly old man kept thanking me."
"Hahaha...ga——"
"Forehead……"
"Actually, just once..."
As Lao He spoke, he got carried away and exposed his private work.
Zhang Bao:......
"I was thinking about it two days ago. I heard that you spent 1,500 taels of silver to buy a lot of ginseng from a small village fifty miles away, and gave two ginseng plants to Xiaoyue. I was still wondering.
Where did your Uncle He get so much money?"
"I understand now..."
Zhang Bao looked at Lao He playfully.
As the saying goes, it is difficult to guard against house thieves if you guard against them day and night, let alone Lao He, the shopkeeper of Baoge Winery.
"Let's get down to business!"
"None of this matters. What are you going to auction?"
Lao He changed the subject without blushing or out of breath.
Zhang Bao shook his head, took out a square object from his body and handed it over.
"Huh?"
"It smells so good, what is this?"
Lao He looked curious.
The thing in his hand was just like a stone, but it was softer and exuded the fragrance of flowers. Lao He couldn't help but take a bite.
"Hey, hey, Uncle He, this thing is not for food!"
Zhang Bao has a black streak on his head.
In the past few days, I finally made a piece of soap using plant ash and fat, mixed with some Xiaoyue's spices.
Unexpectedly, Lao He could only eat half of it in one bite.
"Not food?"
"How can I say it has no taste at all, and it's a bit sticky to the teeth."
Lao He said while spitting bubbles.
Zhang Bao was immediately speechless.
"Uncle He, how long has it been since you took a shower?"
Zhang Bao asked helplessly.
"How long has it been since you took a shower?"
"It didn't take long, only two months, what's wrong?"
Lao He raised his creaking nest and smelled it.
"Oops, I'm going, I'm a little dizzy!"
Lao He staggered and almost got erect by himself.
"Uncle He, go take a shower now, then dip this thing in water and rub it on your body. There will be a surprise!"
"Who is that? You guys, help Uncle He get some bath water."
Zhang Bao shouted at several people from the women's kitchen knife brigade.
Now the winery is always boiling water, and the hot water is readily available.
Not long after Lao He entered, he heard bursts of exclamations from Lao He inside.
"Oh, I'll go!"
"There are so many bubbles!"
"It's too slippery, I can't find it, little loach, come out here!"
"It smells so good, so delicious!"
"What is this black thing?"
"..."
Lao He alone performed a lively drama of more than a dozen people taking a bath together, leaving the people in the women's kitchen knife brigade who passed by outside in a daze.
"What is Dad doing in there?"
"Why doesn't it sound right to me?"
"Isn't it because the demon is crazy?"
"Our dad has been crazy for a day or two. He is used to it."
"Too……"
"..."
After a while, Lao He rushed out with his hairy legs bare and a few towels wrapped around him.
"Oh!"
"You bastard, smell me now, I smell delicious!"
"Ah, the water is turned black. You guys, please give me another basin!"
Lao He opened his teeth and claws, and said to Zhang Bao with excitement on his face.
Zhang Bao sighed heavily.
If I had known that Lao He had so many dramas, I might as well have experimented with someone else...
Before Zhang Bao could ask Lao He how he felt, Lao He hurried in again.
What came this time were bursts of indescribable sounds.