Time Travel: Brothel Maid

Chapter 135 Powerless and Frustrated

Tang Jingchen helped Xiao Guoer sit down on a big rock to rest.

Although her feet could still barely walk, it would be better for her to have some rest.

There is a clear stream flowing in front of us, shaded by green trees, and a woman wearing a headscarf is washing clothes.

If there were no plague, this place would be a paradise.

"Why don't you wear protective clothing or masks? Aren't you afraid of being infected with the plague?"

Xiao Guoer asked the woman who was washing clothes very close to her.

The woman used a stick to hit the clothes, making a "bang bang" sound. She looked up at Xiao Guo'er who asked the question and said calmly, "How can I work wearing that? Sir, we common people are not like you, who eat the court's food! If we don't work, we won't have food to eat. If we wear that, we will die of plague or starve to death!"

There was a hint of complaint in the words, and Xiao Guo'er felt a little angry when she heard it.

These people don’t realize the importance of taking protective measures at all!

Ignorant and refusing to listen to advice!

It’s not that she has unrealistic ideas like “Why not eat meat porridge?”, nor is she someone who is out of touch with the world and ignorant of the sufferings of the people!

There are definitely some restrictions on movement when wearing this protective suit, but it’s not to the point where you can’t do any work, nor will you starve to death!

Even if we take a step back and say that you find protective clothing inconvenient, you can always wear a mask, right?

Is it that they don't think that the things given to them by the court are really useful, or that those who haven't been infected with the plague are still holding on to a glimmer of hope that they won't be infected, or that they really don't understand...

Xiao Guoer thought about it and gradually calmed down. In modern times, during the epidemic, aren’t there still many people who refuse to wear masks?

What's more, in this ignorant age? It's not the people's fault that they don't have a clear understanding, it's the fault of this era. What qualifications does she have to stand from God's perspective and blame them?

Xiao Guoer felt a deep sense of powerlessness and frustration again.

Tang Jingchen saw that her originally lively and bright eyes were drooping at this moment, losing their former spirit, and he sighed in his heart.

After thinking for a moment, he suggested softly, "Let me take you away from here first, and let's go somewhere else."

Xiao Guoer looked up in confusion, "If the Eighth Prince comes out and sees that you're not here, won't he blame you?"

"No, I am still useful to the Eighth Prince. He won't blame me easily."

Tang Jingchen turned around and told Shun'er, "Wait here. When the Eighth Prince comes out, tell him that I'm not feeling well and I'm going back first."

Shuner nodded, "Yes, Master."

As they walked through the town, Xiao Guoer saw that there were still a few people wearing protective clothing and masks. Although it was rare, with a probability of only 20% to 30%, it showed that some people already had the awareness of protection.

This is a good sign.

"Everyone still doesn't take it seriously, which means the publicity efforts are not strong enough. You should talk to the Eighth Prince today and see how to get the people to wear protective equipment."

Tang Jingchen looked at Xiao Guo'er's worried face and said gently, "It's not difficult. The government will send a few people to patrol the streets to see who is not wearing protective clothing. They will be arrested and locked up for a few days. Naturally, no one will dare not wear it again."

"Well... it's not impossible. It's fine to just fine him instead of locking him up."

Xiao Guoer was slightly embarrassed. Although Jingchen's method might be more effective, she still felt that arresting people at will was a bit inhumane.

"Let's go buy some bars. We need to buy more."

"doing what?"

"Wine can be used for disinfection. When we go back and take off our protective clothing, it is best to smear our entire body with wine. After we take off our clothes, we should also boil them in boiling water, which can also disinfect and kill bacteria."

These protective suits cannot be made disposable. It is even more impossible to wear them once and throw them away as that would be too wasteful. They can only be recycled, which means they can only be boiled in boiling water before being worn again.

This time, Tang Jingchen was not too surprised by her theories and new words. He just said calmly, "Is this also recorded in the book of the hermit you met?"

Xiao Guoer nodded and blinked her big eyes, showing her sincerity. The more times she lied, the fake things became true.

"Yeah, yeah."

The two men carried several large jars of wine back to Wu Zinian's house.

When the Eighth Prince and his entourage came back, everyone followed Tang Jingchen's instructions and wiped their entire bodies with a towel soaked in wine.

Everyone feels more or less disgusted after walking out of a village ravaged by the plague.

In the afternoon, Tang Jingchen was not with Xiao Guoer. He was called by the Eighth Prince's men to discuss the control of the plague with a group of officials.

Xiao Guoer is not the kind of person who can just sit there and wait for others to come up with a solution while she remains indifferent.

She wanted to know more about the specific details of the plague. She wanted to find out what caused the plague and how it was spread.

Just when she didn't know who to ask, she saw the pretty girl who knocked over the lunch box this morning.

Xiao Guoer's eyes lit up. This young lady has a good personality and she could ask her about it.

"Miss, we meet again. What a coincidence."

Wu Qingqing was obviously surprised by the person who suddenly appeared in front of her and greeted her. After seeing clearly that it was the person she met in the morning, she bowed gently and politely, "Excuse me, sir."

"Where are you going, miss?"

A blush suddenly appeared on Wu Qingqing's calm face. "I... will go and bring some food to the Eighth Prince."

Xiao Guoer saw that she was still holding a food box in her hand like she was in the morning, and her mind turned, "Miss, are you going to the Eighth Prince's courtyard? The Eighth Prince is not there at the moment."

Wu Qingqing was stunned, "Then where is he?"

"He should be discussing the management of the plague with a few adults."

Wu Qingqing was a little disappointed, "Oh, thank you for telling me, sir."

"No need to thank me. It's not appropriate for you to disturb the Eighth Prince now. Why don't you wait here for a while and go when the Eighth Prince is free. This pavilion happens to have a view of Tang Jingchen's door. He is also discussing the plague. If he comes back, it means the Eighth Prince is free. Let's wait here."

Wu Qingqing felt a little uncomfortable facing this young man who seemed to be able to see through her thoughts, as if she had nowhere to hide.

But gradually, she relaxed. This young man spoke in a very interesting way. He was both humorous and elegant.

Through a conversation, Xiao Guoer learned that the girl in front of her with outstanding appearance and gentle personality was Wu Zinian’s third daughter - Wu Qingqing.