On the third day, the exploration team came to a Li village in the middle reaches of the Changhua River. This is the village where the guide’s uncle lives. The exploration team decided to rest here, inquire about the journey below, and then find a guide. Guy Wang checked it out
The road after Li Zhai is not very familiar.
This Li Village is completely different from the Li Village in Lingao that Mu Min has seen. If it weren't for the tattooed Li women at the door and their ethnic costumes, it would be difficult to distinguish it from the ordinary local Han villages.
The village here is very large, with nearly a hundred households, and the houses are neatly arranged. The flat land by the river outside the village has been turned into paddy fields for planting rice. It is not like the Li people in other places who plant "mountain fences". It can be seen that both the living standard and the
and agricultural production are higher than those of other Li people.
If you look carefully, you can see that although the houses in Meifuli are in Chinese style, they are simpler than those of the Han people. The men here put their hair in a bun on the back of their heads and wear earrings, and the women wrap their heads with black and white cloth scarves.
Both men and women wear a black button-down top.
"The origins of Meifuli are quite interesting," said Fang Jinghan. "According to some information I read, it is speculated that they are probably the descendants of the earliest Han immigrants to Hainan Island during the pre-Qin and Han Dynasties."
The name of Meifu Li also reveals that they are latecomers to the island. "Meifu" is their self-proclaimed name, which means "guests living on the lower road". Obviously, they arrived later than other Li people. Meifu Li is located on the Changhua River
The two sides of the Taiwan Strait have better fields and can grow rice instead of "mountain fence". Their textile technology is also superior to that of other Li people. Past ethnographic surveys also found that their looms are very similar to similar models in the Central Plains during the Han Dynasty.
.The original commune of Meifuli had few components and obvious social differences. There were ancestral halls, genealogy, generation lines, and conflicts among clans.
Ye Yuming said: "Then they must be able to speak Chinese?"
"The Chinese language of the two Han Dynasties? That's terrible!" Xiong Buyou said.
"This is just a speculation. They may be descendants of other ethnic groups on the mainland that have been Sinicized. Besides, even if a person is truly a descendant of the Han people, they may not necessarily be able to speak Chinese."
"I didn't expect you to be quite familiar with the Li people." Mu Min felt a little ashamed. She was a standard Li people, but when it came to her knowledge of the people, she didn't know as much as this university graduate.
"This can be considered a course." Fang Jinghan was a little embarrassed, "It's something you need to use in your major. I'm studying sociology."
"This major sounds very... very powerful." Mu Min thought for a long time before coming up with such an adjective, "You can do ethnographic research and so on."
"We have four classes in one major, with 40 people in each class. One class is 160. There are at least 20 or 30 undergraduate colleges offering this major across the country. Where can I go to study?" Fang Jinghan said with a wry smile.
, "So -"
Fang Jinghan said, feeling a dull pain in his heart again. A new beginning may not be a good thing. After enduring a few months of hard work, he once again found that he was not the protagonist. There were many talents in the time-travel team. A master's degree can compile a company, and a Ph.D.
There are countless turtles in the platoon, even in the yamen that fire artillery and fly airplanes in the United States. People like myself are still a basic member of the masses. In the end, they were thrown into the exploration team as "waste materials".
"How about you come with me from now on!" Mu Min waved his hand carelessly, "My Li and Miao affairs office is short of people."
"Hey, boss, can you recruit people behind their backs?" Cui Yunhong said with a smile, "Just pretend I don't exist."
"What I said is the truth. That's it. I'll go through the formalities when I get back."
Talking and laughing, we turned around the bend of the river and saw a group of houses on the hillside in front of us. The guide said: "Ahead of us is Qie Dui Village, which is my uncle's house." His words were quite affectionate.
Wangpo was a dead horse. Although Li Village was right in front of us, we still walked for more than half an hour to get there. The river here was full, and the water was very shallow, but crystal clear, and the shore was full of tall trees. As we got closer,
When she saw numerous large pods hanging under the branches, Mu Min was very curious and hurriedly asked everyone to take a look.
Cui Yunhong smiled: "This is a saponaria tree, what's so rare about it? There are many of them near the village in our hometown."
"Is it the natural saponin shampoo?" Mu Min only had these impressions of saponin.
"Yes, soap locust used to be a natural soap. It's good for washing clothes and taking a bath." Cui Yunhong stopped and looked at it. This soap locust forest grows from the shore to the hilly slopes, covering at least thirty to fifty acres. It's really
An excellent resource.
Ye Yuming said: "This resource is of no use to us. Once we get coconut oil, we can make soap."
"Saponaria has many uses in industry," Cui Yunhong said. "I have forgotten the details. The advantage is that it is not corrosive and is milder than soap. In addition, it seems that it can also be used as medicine."
When the group of people arrived at the entrance of the village, Ding Zhuang, who was guarding the village, had already come to question them. Because the man Wang led the way and brought the goods, they entered the village easily.
When the villagers in the village saw foreign traders, they all gathered around to see the goods. The Li area was remote, so they relied on hawkers for daily necessities such as salt, needlework and thread. As soon as they arrived, all the women in the village came to watch and put a group of people in the village.
People formed a big circle in front of the big house.
The exploration team also hurriedly spread out the goods. There were bags of white sugar, which many Li people didn't know about. Guide Wang encouraged them and sprinkled some on the banana leaves for everyone to taste. Immediately, the sales were booming.
As for salt, needlework, hook knives, farm tools, etc., it goes without saying that they are daily necessities. The exploration team also brought some products specially developed by the trading company for trade in Li District, mainly perforated glass beads of various colors.
They are all made from the leftover scraps from the glassware manufacturing process, and they are quite dazzling, attracting many young women. They gather around Mu Min, chatting and laughing as they select the goods, which gives off a youthful and budding atmosphere. Unfortunately, Mobilei also has tattoos.
This custom has shattered the dreams of many young boys who had longed for Li girls.
The Li people did not have gold, silver or copper coins, so they all traded in barter, and the things they exchanged were all kinds of things. The original intention of the exploration team was to collect resource information, not to make money, whether it was leather, herbs, betel nuts, saponins, Gebu, etc.
All the kapok cloth and the like were collected. The calculated value was also favorable, and both parties were happy. The group of people were busy trading and did not stop until the crowd gradually dispersed.
Guide Wang was very enthusiastic and invited them to stay at his uncle's house to rest.
The guide's uncle's surname was Li, Li Benqing. His family had no land except for a shabby house, and he made a living by collecting herbs and hunting. He was in his late twenties and could only hang out in the boudoir. Originally, there was no one in the village.
Status. Later, because he often went to the county town to sell skins and wild animals and could speak Chinese, all dealings with the government and merchants were under his control. Now he is considered to be somewhat prominent in the village.
Everyone followed the guide to the thatched cottage and saw that the bamboo door was half open and the room was dark, with only the light from the fire pit shining slightly.
A faint humming sound came from the small room.
The guide opened the door and walked in. Cui Yunhong asked everyone to wait outside, so he and Xiong Buyou walked in first. They saw a middle-aged man half lying on the bamboo bed with no bedding. There were a lot of straws thrown under the bed. There was a fire burning in the room.
He was holding a bamboo torch, which was spitting red firelight. Looking at this man under the firelight, his hair was scattered, his face was full of beard, and his face was red. When he saw someone coming in, he called out a few times.
Mr. Wang hurriedly came out, took half a ladle of water from the mountain spring led by the bamboo pipe outside, and fed him to drink. It felt better. When the nephew and uncle met, they naturally had another conversation, which everyone couldn't understand and felt disgusted with.
The room was small, so everyone sat on the floor in the corridor, drinking some mountain spring water and drinking water purification tablets to quench their thirst.
After a while, the guide came out and said extremely apologetically: "I'm really sorry for the shopkeepers. I thought this is my uncle's house. I can entertain you all for a good meal and stay for a few days. I'm going to pick some food."
He is also an expert in medicine. It's just that he recently suffered from cold and fever, and the attack was severe. Please wait."
Everyone immediately focused their attention on He Ping, who was sent by the Ministry of Health. This person had been doing odd jobs in the Ministry of Health since the D-day. Shi Niaoren taught him some basic simple medical skills based on the principle of multiple people doing multiple things.
After killing several rabbits and frogs, and trying his skills on a few indigenous patients who unfortunately fell into his hands, He Ping became an honorable "hygienist". Seeing everyone looking at him, they knew they wanted him to show off.
Skills, using modern medicine to conquer the hearts of the ancients.
Sending doctors and medicines is an old method, but it is the most effective.
The so-called cold and fever diseases in Li District of Hainan are likely to be malaria. This is a common disease in Li District, and the infection rate is very high. People in Chuanzhong have been infected since D-Day. Fortunately, the malaria parasite here has not yet produced any
He is resistant to medicine and can achieve very good results as soon as he takes the medicine. So He Ping is very confident about playing this miracle doctor.
Immediately, Mr. Wang was asked to move his uncle out of the house and put it on the porch. Only then did everyone realize that this "uncle" was actually not very old, only in his early thirties. He Ping saw his symptoms: red face.
Shortness of breath; congestion of the conjunctiva; hot and dry skin...these are typical symptoms of the febrile period caused by chronic illness. If you touch your forehead without taking your temperature, you will find that your body temperature is at least 39 degrees Celsius.
"How often?" He Ping asked.
"Once every two days," Li Benqing said, feeling hot all over and in great pain. "Once, it lasts for a whole day. Then again. It lasts for ten days." He took a breath.
"This should be sporadic torture. It's a kind of benign torture." He Ping's diagnosis made everyone uneasy. Cui Yunhong whispered: "How sure are you? If you kill someone, you will be passive.
."
He Ping was very dissatisfied: "I didn't say that I wanted to be cured. It was you who proposed it. Now stop it. Anyway, after 5 to 10 attacks of Japanese abuse, it will heal naturally -"
Seeing the patient moaning in pain, Mu Min felt pity and said, "Treat it, people have lives too. Isn't it just malaria? Those who are timid can't do big things."
Seeing that no one objected, He Ping took four tablets of chloroquine from the medicine box and gave them to him. This is the most effective anti-abuse drug in the hands of time travellers. It has quick effects, a short course of treatment, and is much less toxic than quinine.
"Swallow it with water, go back to sleep, and take it again tomorrow," He Ping said. According to the lessons Shi Niaoren taught him, this disease will be cured after taking medicine for three days.
The two uncles and nephews were doubtful. There were also Han doctors in Changhua City, but I had never heard that they were capable of curing this cold and fever disease. Why did these hawkers casually take out a few pieces of white stuff and say it can cure the disease?
?However, the onset of the disease was really painful, so I simply treated myself as a doctor and took it.
Seeing the patient falling asleep, everyone felt uneasy - this was no different than in Lingao. The Chuanchuan Group was a local emperor, so even if they killed a few people, it would be nothing. In Li Village, Changhua, where they were unfamiliar with the place, it was really necessary.
It won't end well if someone loses his life.
Mr. Wang didn't have so many ideas and made plans to cook for everyone. Xiong Buyou even said that it was not necessary. They brought their own dry food. They just asked him to help boil some boiling water. Everyone ate some grass series dry food with the boiling water. Wang
The waiter felt sorry to see them being so polite, but the people's livelihood in Li Village was difficult and they couldn't provide anything to entertain them, so they decided to catch some game to entertain them tomorrow.
The exploration team built a temporary shed with bamboo poles in the yard of Li Benqing's house, and brought in a lot of new straw to cover it. He Ping went to the river beach outside the village to pick a lot of artemisia annua, and lit it by the shed.
There was a fire, and the choking smoke made everyone cough.
"This is a malaria-affected area, and repelling mosquitoes is an effective way to prevent infection." He Ping said, "Artemisia annua smoke is very effective in repelling mosquitoes. Just smoke it like this and it can last for one night." Although it was two weeks before departure from Zhenhai,
Anti-malarial drugs were distributed to all expedition members as a precaution. Anti-mosquito is still the most effective prevention method in malaria areas.
Ye Yuming thought about it: "Can't Artemisia annua also treat malaria? Artemisia annua is everywhere, and it is very convenient to treat Li people. Once it is promoted, it will be easier to work with Li Miao people."
"This is Artemisia annua, not Artemisia annua." He Ping said, "Artemisia annua is useless."
“Artemisia doesn’t grow in Hainan?”
"Of course, but just using Artemisia annua decoction alone cannot prevent and treat malaria." He Ping used to work in a pharmaceutical factory. Although he majored in mechanical and electrical fields, he was very familiar with the pharmaceutical production process. "Without extraction from the pharmaceutical factory, artemisinin
The active ingredients of it cannot be extracted at all. According to our industrial level, it is probably impossible to utilize this medicine, so it is better to just cultivate quinine."
Mu Min was afraid of accidents, so she agreed that the team would take turns on duty to add fuel to the fire and keep the Qinghao burning all night long. This also prevented anyone from doing anything inappropriate.
Early the next morning, Li Benqing no longer had a fever, and He Ping was relieved - this meant that the diagnosis and treatment were correct. Then he was given two more tablets. In this way, he could be cured after three consecutive days of treatment.
The exploration team detected the water depth of the Changhua River outside Li Village. The deepest point is 1.23 meters, which is generally suitable for sailing. There are carpenters in the village and there are also simple canoes, but the boats are very small, and each can only hold two or three people.
Cui Yunhong decided to make a bamboo raft here and prepare to go up the river. The next goal is Sancha River.