I saw some expert research results, saying that eating feces can resist the Omicron virus. The reason is that feces is rich in protein , which can enhance immunity against viruses .
I estimate that 80% of the experts who put forward this view are folk literature and art enthusiasts.
remembers a folk story about "eating shit to resist poison". However, the protagonist of the story came up with such a "bad idea" just to tease others.
It is said that in ancient times Jiaxing there was a scholar named Zhang Wenshan. This man was resourceful, good at fighting injustices, and sometimes liked to tease people.
Once Zhang Wenshan and his friends were drinking tea at a teahouse near the river, and saw a farm boat that came to the city to load dung parked at the pier outside the teahouse.
Zhang Wenshan had an idea and asked his friend if he would like to bet with him.
What did my friend want to bet on?
Zhang Wenshan said that he could make everyone on this boat voluntarily drink half a spoonful of shit.
Friends don’t believe that Zhang Wenshan has such great ability, so of course they are willing to take a gamble with him. He said that if Zhang Wenshan could do it, he would be willing to give ten silver dollars , but if he couldn't do it, he would have to give back double the amount.
Zhang Wenshan readily agreed.
What’s next? Wenshan bought half a pound of pig head meat from a tavern, asked the store owner to wrap it in oil paper and stuff it in the pocket of his gown. Then, hurriedly walked across the pier.
When he walked past the farm boat, he pretended to accidentally let the pig's head in his pocket fall to the ground. He continued walking forward as if nothing had happened.
Several farmers saw Zhang Wenshan drop something, and they got greedy and did not stop him. When Zhang Wenshan walked away, they quietly picked up the paper bag and took it to the boat. Open it and take a look: What a fragrant and fat piece of pig head meat.
When the farmers saw the delicious food, they all salivated and everyone ate it.
Unexpectedly, that Zhang Wenshan came back again. I saw his eyes looking here and there on the ground, as if he was looking for something. He shook his head again, as if disappointed.
The farmer on the boat knew what he was looking for, and felt nervous. Just when they were panicking, Zhang Wenshan walked straight towards them.
"Boatman, did you see the pieces of meat I just dropped?"
The farmers shook their heads and said they didn't see it.
So, Zhang Wenshan sighed to the sky:
"Oh my god, if this piece of meat is picked up and eaten, it will really kill someone. What a sin!"
The farmers all looked at each other. I hurriedly asked Zhang Wenshan how to say this?
Zhang Wenshan explained: "Because my home is often harassed by wild dogs at night, I bought some pieces of pig head meat, added poison, and prepared to trap the wild dogs. Unexpectedly, I was careless and dropped the poisonous pig head meat."
The farmers' faces turned pale when they heard this, but they were embarrassed to tell the "scandal" of picking up the pig head meat and eating it among them.
One of them looked more knowledgeable. He walked up to Zhang Wenshan and said tentatively: "Sir, don't be ashamed. What does it have to do with you if someone else picks it up and eats it? Besides, there are poisons in this world, and there should be antidotes, right?"
"How could there be no antidote? Well, as long as you drink half a spoonful of this thing, the poison will disappear naturally. However, I can't find the person who picked up the pig head meat."
After Zhang Wenshan finished speaking, he pretended to be extremely annoyed and walked away.
When he returned to the teahouse, he sat down opposite his friend as if nothing had happened. The friend saw several farmers on the pier outside the teahouse, each holding a dung spoon in their hand and drinking dung "with relish."
