The dysentery outbreak in Guanzhong was getting as chaotic as Huwa's arithmetic class. Inside the "Pandemic Sweet Calculation Shed" at Qingniu Medical Hall, Huwa was tossing a sweet-candy edition of "The Nine Chapters on the Mathematical Art" around like a frisbee, the falling counting rods made entirely of peppermint candy. The Protagonist grabbed him by the ear and shoved him toward the bamboo slips. "Huwa! If you calculate the 'number of infected people' as 'sweet bean yield' again, I'm going to stuff you into the counting rod grinder!"
"I know, I know!" Huwa rubbed his ear and shoved an "Honesty Sweet Crystal" into the "Pandemic Sweet Calculator"—a machine modified from a millstone that spit out a sheet of data-sweet paper with every turn. Just as the Luoyang prince's apprentice finished entering "three hundred infected in Chang'an," the machine let out a rumble and spat out a pancake: "Three hundred dysentery sweet beans, recommended to stir-fry with coptis chinensis until golden brown, sprinkle with powdered sugar and serve." Infuriated, the Protagonist smacked Huwa on the head with a counting rod. "This is for tracking a pandemic! Not a recipe!"
At the village entrance medical registration station, Zhang Dama's grandson Huwa (Little Huwa) ran from door to door with a "Disease Sweet Log Basket." The basket was shaped like an ox, and as soon as its mouth was lifted, it played Huwa's recorded voice: "How many times have you had diarrhea? Speak up! Or I'll feed you 'Hone…
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