"Isn't this Wang Zhuzi?"
"Yeah, isn't this Wang Zhuzi from the east end of the street?”
"You know this person."
"I know him. He's Wang Zhuzi from our street.”
The moment the first person stepped forward, there was another commotion below.
Many people recognized the burly man on the stage.
"Hello, fellow villagers. My name is Wang Zhuzi, and I'm from Ying Tian. Many people should know me. The prince asked me to come up and talk about my vaccine, so I'll talk to the villagers.”
When Wang Zhuzi opened his mouth, everyone looked at him quietly.
"My fellow villagers, my family is poor! My father left early, and it wasn't easy for my mother to raise me up alone. I'm already thirty-two this year, but I haven't married a wife yet.”
After Wang Zhuzi finished speaking, the audience burst into laughter.
"My mother got sick half a year ago, and I didn't have the money to treat her. At this time, the prince sent someone to ask me if I was willing to be an experimenter for the vaccine.”
"I don't know what is called a vaccine, nor do I know what is called an experimenter, but I still went. Do you know why?”
"Why?"
"Yeah, why?"
The audience was also puzzled.
"Because the prince gave me ten taels of silver! He also told me that if I went, he would give my father another ten taels of silver if anything happened!”
"This is twenty taels of silver! I, Wang Zhuzi, have a cheap life. I never dreamed that I would be worth twenty taels!”
"Then, I went. The prince planted cowacne for us. My arm hurt for two days, and then the prince said that I wasn't afraid of small-flower anymore.”
"Then, we came into contact with the things of the small-flower patients three more times, but nothing happened to us."
"Villagers, the prince did not lie to me!”
After saying a few words, Wang Dazhu retreated to the back of the high platform. Another thin old man walked forward.
"It's Old Man Hu!"
"It's really Old Man Hu! We were still wondering why Old Man Hu wasn't at home recently.”
Many of the commoners who recognized this person began to communicate with each other.
After Old Father Hu retreated to the back of the high platform, a dark-skinned woman walked forward.
"It's Widow Sun!"
"Why did she go too?"
The last Widow Sun said a few words and retreated to the back of the platform.
Zhu Biao stepped forward again and held the wooden megaphone in his hand.
"Villagers, we didn't just test Wang Dazhu and the others. We tested more than 3,000 people, and only four of them had an accident because they were too weak.”
"Only four out of three thousand people!”
"They're all weak. Let's take care of our bodies before we get the vaccine. There won't be any problems.”
The audience was in an uproar again.
Only four out of 3,000 people had an accident. In the past, there were only four out of 3,000 people left with small-plague.
How could they not be surprised?
"The reason why I asked Wang Dazhu and the others to come up and say a few words is not just because they are neighbors of many of you and are familiar with many of you.”
"It's also because the three of them represent three types of people.”
"Young men, young women, and old people.”
"Does everyone think that there's still something missing?”
"We're still missing a child!"
As Zhu Biao finished his question, the cheers below the stage came in unison.
"Yes, I'm still missing a child. I'm that child.”
Zhu Biao rolled up his sleeves.
"I just celebrated my sixth birthday half a month ago. I'm six years old this year. Today, I'm going to get a acne vaccine in front of everyone.”
"Today, I, Zhu Biao, the son of the Duke of Wu, will be this child.”
Following Zhu Biao's actions, there was a sudden silence.
"Men, get the tools."
A guard held a syringe and bowed to Zhu Biao before inserting the needle into Zhu Biao's arm.
A few minutes later, a small pit had formed on Zhu Biao's arm.
"Look, villagers, this is the sign of a successful vaccine.”
Zhu Biao waved his hand, and Old Man Hu, Wang Dazhu, and even Widow Sun rolled up their sleeves, revealing the small pits on their arms.
The audience was still silent.
Zhu Biao was not in a hurry. He and Wang Dazhu quietly looked at the stage.
"Father, mother, you left too early!”
A man in his twenties was the first to fall to the ground, crying out in pain. His parents had unfortunately lost their lives to small-flower.
Following the man's outburst, many people started crying.
"My Min Er, my poor Min Er!”
"My poor son!"
"Old man, why can't you just stay strong for a few more days!”
There was a sudden burst of crying below the stage. Those whose names had been taken away by the small-scale plague were crying uncontrollably.
Even those who had not been harmed by small-flower in their families had red eyes.
Five generations up, who hasn't had small-flower disease?
Even if they didn't, who could guarantee that their own descendants wouldn't get small-flower?
"Villagers, small-flower is scary, but we won't be afraid of small-flower anymore!”
"After being infected with cowacne, you won't suffer from small-plague for the rest of your life.”
After Zhu Biao finished speaking, the tens of thousands of people below the stage knelt on the ground and expressed their gratitude.
"Thank you for your kindness, Prince!"
"Thank you, Duke Wu!"
"The prince and Duke Wu are really good people. The prince and Duke Wu can live to a hundred.”
……
Zhu Biao waited until the crowd calmed down before he continued.
"The money for the vaccine should have been paid by our Duke Wu Residence.”
"But everyone knows that our Duke Wu Residence is also poor. Even if it's just a few hundred thousand people in Ying Tian, our Duke Wu Residence really can't afford it.”
"I'm ashamed. I can only ask the villagers to pay for the vaccine themselves.”
After Zhu Biao finished speaking, the people below became even more agitated.
They had never thought that they could get a free vaccine. Many people thought that if the vaccine was too expensive, they would let their children go first and talk about it later.
Who would have thought that the vaccine only cost two wen!
The child only needed one coin!
Could it be that he couldn't afford it?
All they wanted to know was where they could get the vaccine.
Then, he immediately brought his entire family to get a acne injection.
"Everyone, three days later, my three younger brothers will also be here, getting their inoculations in front of everyone.”
"One of them is five years old, one is three years old, and one is only one year old.”
Zhu Biao didn't count Zhu Xi in. Zhu Xi was really too young. He planned to wait until he was one year old before getting him to get a vaccine.
"If any of you have children of a similar age at home and are worried, you are welcome to come and see.”
"All children over the age of one can get a normal vaccine. Everyone is welcome to come and watch in three days."
Zhu Biao walked down the platform and returned to the prince's manor under the protection of several guards.
Although Zhu Biao had left, the people below the stage still surrounded Wang Dazhu and the others excitedly.
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