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1840 Indian Renaissance

Ma Shao, a high school physics teacher, was reborn in the United States in 1840 and becomes an Apache Indian. She must save her people. All rights to their respective creators I am just a translator who uploads this book. Sorry if there are translation errors in the chapters.

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Chapter 66: Alcohol Restriction Order

In fact, allicin has a very strong antibacterial ability, is not easy to develop drug resistance, and has few side effects on the human body. It is an excellent antibiotic.

The main reason why it has not become a mainstream medicine for the human body is that it is difficult to preserve and decomposes within 16 hours at room temperature.

If the bag of "garlic wine" made by Ma Shao was not used up in time that night, its effect would probably be halved after dawn.

Due to this characteristic, many so-called allicin products in later generations actually do not contain real allicin at all, but only some allicin's close relatives or decomposition products.

Although these pseudo-allicins can be preserved for a long time, their actual effects cannot be compared with real allicin.

The only real allicin that is relatively easy to obtain is probably the fresh garlic mashed when eating dumplings.

The effect of a bag of allicin alcohol solution was better than Ma Shao expected.

In the second half of the night, Sanxue's high fever began to subside rapidly, and by dawn, her body temperature had basically returned to normal.

So when Ma Shao woke up in the morning and went to visit Sanxue, he saw people's smiles as soon as he entered the house.

"The garlic wine is effective, Sanxue's condition has really improved!" said Hongnv.

"Chief, you are indeed the messenger of the Great Spirit!" a shaman said fanatically.

Ma Shao was also a little surprised.

He walked to the bed, reached out to check, and found that Sanxue's temperature had indeed returned to normal and her complexion was better, but she had not yet woken up.

The little sparrow was very happy: "I knew Brother Whistle would have a solution!"

Seeing that allicin was indeed effective, Ma Shao became cheerful and said with a smile: "Don't take it lightly, continue to take good care of Sanxue."

The news quickly spread throughout the clan.

The Mianxiong clan, with a population of less than 1,200, is actually just a village, and neighborhood affairs are easy to spread.

What's more, Ma Shao had ordered the collection of garlic yesterday and crushed it in public, which attracted everyone's attention and discussion.

The chief made a medicine with garlic and strong liquor, and saved the dying Sanxue!

This Indian story, which sounded incredible to begin with, became even more exaggerated as it was spread.

For most people, this kind of miraculous rejuvenation is much more impactful than promoting cultural education.

Nowadays, people admire Ma Shao even more, and all kinds of weird remarks that Ma Shao himself does not like are spreading uncontrollably.

Some people even said that it was Garlic who took the initiative to ask Ma Shao to sacrifice herself for him, which is simply outrageous.

After a few days, Sanxue had recovered well.

As the tribesmen were discussing, Ma Shao took the opportunity to convene a clan meeting, which was held in the square and all tribesmen were allowed to attend.

"The subject of today's meeting is alcohol control," he said almost at the outset.

"Alcohol?" This is a new word. People don't quite understand it, but they can tell it is related to wine.

Ma Shao explained: "The so-called alcohol is the essence of wine. Wine with less alcohol and more water is ordinary wine, and wine with more alcohol and less water is strong liquor."

"I see." People nodded.

Ma Shao continued, "Alcohol is one of the keys to 'garlic wine'. Without alcohol, this magical medicine cannot be made. You all already know about Sanxue's affairs."

"So, in order to prevent precious alcohol from being wasted, and also to encourage more people to quit drinking, the Sleeping Bear Clan will implement alcohol control in the future and establish a 'Liquor and Drug Bureau' to manage all alcoholic beverages."

"All alcoholic beverages in the hands of the tribe members will be purchased by the 'Liquor and Pharmacy' and will only be distributed to treat injuries and illnesses. From now on, no one is allowed to manufacture, possess, trade, or drink alcohol without permission."

Although it is a consensus among the Sleeping Bear Clan that alcoholism is harmful to health, some members of the clan have not yet given up the drinking habit.

Outside the Sleeping Bear clan, alcoholism is more common and more serious among Indians. It is a major disease among Indians, almost comparable to opium in the Qing Dynasty.

So taking this opportunity, Ma Shao intends to formally establish some measures to control alcohol.

Of course, it's not a ban on alcohol. He still knows the impact that Prohibition has had in history.

The alcohol ban is about the same.

When some drunkards heard the news, they panicked and asked quickly: "Chief, can we not drink anymore?"

"It's not that you can't drink, but you have to go to a designated place to drink." Ma Shao looked at the panicked drunkards. Punishment alone would not work, as that would be no different from a prohibition. The best strategy is to combine blocking and dredging.

"Where should we go drink then?"

Ma Shao pointed and said, "See that wooden house under construction? That's your 'drinking house'."

The drunkards all smiled and said, "That's great. I thought I couldn't drink anymore."

"Don't be too happy." Ma Shao changed the subject, "The alcohol in the drinking house is not free. You need to pay for it, and the more you drink, the higher the price. In addition, there will be people supervising you."

The drunks looked at each other.

"Quit drinking as soon as possible, my people... This is not only for your own health, but also for the lives of everyone." Ma Shao sighed slightly.

Stone Crow asked: "Garlic wine still needs garlic. Should we buy more garlic from the white people?"

Ma Shao: "There isn't much garlic in Clark Town. We should grow some ourselves. Tukuai, do you know anything about garlic?"

The clod nodded: "I've heard a little bit that we can plant garlic in this season."

"Then you should arrange it as soon as possible. You can go to Clark Town and find a white farmer who has grown garlic to help you." Ma Shao said slowly.

"The harvested garlic is also managed by the Liquor and Pharmacy Bureau. Some of it is sold to the tribe members as a seasoning, and the rest is kept for making medicine..."

Finally, he remembered something and added quickly, "By the way, garlic wine should be used immediately after it is made. It cannot be stored for a long time. It is not necessary to use it even for minor illnesses or injuries."

He probably knew that allicin was chemically unstable and easily decomposed. Although he didn't know the exact data, he estimated that with the current technical conditions, allicin should be thankful if it could be preserved for a few days.

If it weren't for this huge flaw, Ma Shao's discovery of allicin would be enough to shock the whole world, and it would not be an exaggeration to say that it was the greatest discovery in medicine in the 19th century.

In fact, it was not Ma Shao who discovered it first.

Strictly speaking, just last year, in 1844, people in Europe had already extracted allicin.

But the chemist's extraction was not pure, and due to his limited knowledge and technology, he had no idea what he had extracted.

After the meeting, the only two members of the Liquor and Pharmacy Bureau, the director and the deputy director, began to purchase liquor.

"Within today, the Liquor and Pharmacy will purchase all the liquor in the family. Starting tomorrow, private possession of alcohol will be prohibited." The director's name is Bu Jiujiu, and as his name suggests, he never drinks.

"How much is a bag?" People came over carrying bags of wine.

"Four dollars for a big bag!" shouted the non-drinking man, holding up four fingers.

Four dollars a bag was a high price, but most liquor was not cheap when bought from white people. No white people would sell anything cheap to Indians, except for Clark Town, which was recently reverse-colonized by the Sleeping Bear Clan.

"Dollar?"