Chapter 3237 The people are worried and heartbroken
Chapter 3236 The people are worried and heartbroken
As for Xun Chen, the on-site person in charge of the Emeiling refugee camp designated by Fei Qian, this sudden wave of refugees, even though he had been prepared, hit him hard like a raging wave, making some people who originally seemed
It may be that things have been well prepared, but many problems have still been exposed.
The first thing is to eat...
These days, there are no gas stoves, liquefied gas tanks, etc. If you want to cook food on a large scale, you can only use ordinary firewood. If it is dry firewood, it is fine, but if the firewood is a little moist, then it is really
The smoke was billowing, blocking out the sky and the sun. Not only was it inefficient, but it was even impossible to stand inside the shed.
Not only that, the surge in the number of refugees has also made food storage and distribution work face severe challenges.
"Chang Shi! The wheat grains prepared earlier are almost used up!" A sweaty clerk ran to Xun Chen, "There are only less than ten pots left... What should Chang Shi do with it?"
Xun Chen nodded, "When the wheat grains are finished, top them with other ingredients first! Sorghum, wild vegetables, bean ingredients, no matter what, the portion allocated to each person cannot be less! Team leader Zhang!"
Xun Chen shakes people.
Captain Zhang, who was on duty, approached and bowed his hands.
"I have sent people to Linfen to adjust the food supply, and they will probably arrive soon."
Horse, immediately go north along the road. When you encounter a grain team, in addition to urging you to come here quickly, use your horse to transport some grain and grass for emergencies!"
Vehicles these days, even with the blessing of Huang's workshop, are still very arrogant. In fact, it is not difficult to understand that before there was a mature and standardized industrial system, even the modern automobile industry had
It has evolved to the level of internal combustion engines, but it still breaks down at every turn. Maintenance and overhaul are required every three to five hundred kilometers, otherwise it will break down halfway and cause trouble every day.
Captain Zhang responded, whistled to his men and left.
On the other side, the chief cook, whose face was white and black from the smoke, ran over again, bowed down and said, "Chief Xun, these fifty or sixty cauldrons have been cooking continuously for almost ten hours."
, many people can’t stand it... Chang Shi, why don’t you reduce the number of pots first so that people can take turns and take a rest?”
"No! People can rest, but the pot can't stop. You go back first, and I'll send a few people to you later to take over for the time being."
The chief cook scratched his face with his hand, and the result was that his face became even more bruised, "May I ask the chief chef, does this person... know how to distinguish between good and bad wild vegetables?"
Xun Chen was stunned for a moment, "This reminds someone... I sent people from the scout camp, they have all gone through field training... Don't worry..."
"It's a good feeling..." Chief Cook Ding said, "But...if we let the elite scout camp do rough things, will it kill the military master..."
Xun Chen waved his hand, "It's already this time, why do you still care about this? Let's work together to get through this wave first!"
The chief cook left, covered in smoke and dust.
Xun Chen frowned and thought for a while, "Here, go and invite General Zhang!"
After a while, Zhang Xiu came from the front, also covered in dust. When he saw Xun Chen, who was also unkempt, he couldn't help but laugh.
Xun Chen shook his head and smiled bitterly, "General Zhang, are you...not resting?"
According to the original task arrangement, Xun Chen was responsible for resettling these refugees, while Zhang Xiu was responsible for guarding, defending against possible riots, and resisting Cao's army's attacks.
"I can't sit still! Looking at so many suffering people... how can I sleep peacefully?" Zhang Xiu took off his bag, found a horse and sat down, patted the dust inside the bag a few times, "You
Don't worry, just say it, what's the matter?"
Xun Chen was silent for a moment, "General Zhang, you first send a few scouts to help collect wild vegetables and give the cooks some support, and then can you go to Zhangbi to bring in some cooks from the rear camp..."
Although throwing ingredients into a pot to cook seems to be a very simple thing, it is not difficult for those who know how to do it, but it is not difficult for those who are not. Even in the era of information explosion in later generations, it is possible to burn a pot of ingredients into charcoal
, there are also many people who refine toxins out of non-toxic food...
What's more, some wild vegetables need to be added during the cooking process, and some of the wild vegetables may not be picked cleanly. Ordinary soldiers may not recognize them and throw them into the pot at once, which may not only spoil the pot of soup.
, is more likely to worsen the situation for refugees who are already in poor health.
Therefore, Xun Chen would rather go to great lengths to ask Zhang Xiu to recruit cooks from Zhangbi's camp than just let anyone replace the cooks at will.
Zhangbi camp is under the jurisdiction of Zhang Xiu, so it naturally requires Zhang Xiu's approval.
Zhang Xiu didn't say anything and immediately asked the guards to go and transfer people.
"General Zhang," Xun Chen rubbed his temples and whispered, "In addition, my suggestion is that you go and rest as soon as possible..."
"Why?" Zhang Xiu asked.
Zhang Xiu also lived through a very difficult time before joining Feiqian. Therefore, after seeing such a large flow of refugees, those memories in his heart were retold, which naturally made it difficult for him to calm down.
You can't rest peacefully.
"The thief Cao used this vicious trick to disrupt the Lord's deployment..." Xun Chen whispered, "You and I are here to appease the largest number of refugees with the least amount of force..."
Zhang Xiu nodded, indicating that he understood this.
This is almost as obvious as a bald man's head louse.
For Cao Jun, if he really wants to risk everything to conquer Emei Mountain, it may not be difficult, but if he wants to conquer it in a short time and keep the chrysanthemum intact, it will not be easy.
Therefore, driving refugees naturally became Cao Jun's last and helpless choice, just like how he often drank poisonous wine even though he knew it was poisonous.
If you drink it, you still have a chance to find the antidote. If you don't drink it, you will die of thirst on the spot without even having time to find the antidote.
This is also the reason why the virtuous ministers of all dynasties in the feudal dynasty knowingly drank poisonous wine time and time again when faced with choices. But the problem is that after drinking poisonous wine, they often feel relieved.
I haven't had an attack for a while, right? Then can I take another sip? Anyway, I've already had it once, so what's the big deal if I drink it again? Isn't it just a matter of suffering again?
Ordinary people in the feudal dynasty seemed to have little memory. Even if they did, they would be forgotten as soon as possible under the policy of obscuring the people.
A fish overturned a pot of chicken soup that the government had finally prepared.
The stone slab in front of a palace silently withstood the crushing of the canopy car...
It's just that the people of Shandong thought that the people had no memory, so when Cao Jun drove the people of Hedong away, they didn't worry about anything at all.
Maybe a little bit, but only a little bit, as long as it doesn't cause trouble on the spot.
Anyway, if you wait a little longer, those stupid people will forget about it...
When the time comes, Cao Cao only needs to announce that he has won a great victory, and the people of Hedong will be nothing more than necessary sacrifices in the process of this great victory. Then, coupled with the Shandong gentry controlling the power of public opinion, there will be an overwhelming wave of advocacy.
, the Han people rejoiced, but who would really know if there were any problems in this process?
If the problem is discovered and corrected, it becomes the most inconspicuous problem.
As long as the result is satisfying, then that’s fine!
Isn’t life just for fun?
On the contrary, if we lose the battle in Hedong, then the thief Cao will naturally take the blame. The Shandong nobles are still clean. Everything was ordered by the thief Cao, and everything is the responsibility of the thief Cao.
Does Cao Cao have any responsibility? He certainly does.
But is it really all the responsibility of Cao Cao alone?
When Cao Cao asked them to prepare before the war, they just discussed it before the war and made no preparations.
When Cao Cao wanted to concentrate his power, they just concentrated and ignored the power.
When Cao Cao needed to mobilize manpower, they would use the mobilized people themselves first.
Cao Cao needed to build a camp to transfer grain and grass, but they just built the camp without sending grain and grass.
Cao Cao said that they were short of supplies and food, so they immediately ordered them to start farming...
It would be wrong to say that he did not do anything. It would be wrong to say that he did something. Nothing is done well.
When you are criticized, you should quickly shirk the blame. If you can't shirk the blame, just move slowly and perform with a spirit of craftsmanship. When no one pays attention, there will be no follow-up.
So a battle that clearly had more people and greater strength ended up in such a dilemma.
In the end, Cao Cao had no choice but to do his best to try to make a comeback. Now the key to defeating the refugees is to make these refugees riot...
For Xun Chen and Zhang Xiu, it is natural to do everything possible to ensure a smooth transition for the refugees.
"The first thing is to eat." Xun Chen opened his eyes that were bloodshot and swollen due to exhaustion and staying up late. "As long as these people have a bite to eat, their emotions will be calmed down... Even if there are spies mixed in, they can't make these people make a fuss.
...At least it's impossible at this stage..."
Zhang Xiu listened, thought for a moment, nodded, and agreed.
Refugees have come from afar and are tired and hungry. At this time, nothing can soothe their hearts more than a mouthful of hot soup and a piece of cooking cake. No matter how many words or truths you say, it is not as good as a bowl of hot soup and a piece of cooking cake.
The effect is that no matter how many problems Xun Chen encounters, he will not let the pot stop or cause problems with the food supply.
With hot soup and cakes as a base, these refugees can regain their strength and have a basis for management...
Therefore, Xun Chen asked Zhang Xiu to take advantage of this time to rest as much as possible. After all, it was relatively safe at this time. During this process of recovering physical strength, the refugees would not riot. Even if there were spies instigating, it would not be easy to deliberately cause trouble.
Spies are also human beings and they also need to recover their physical strength.
"General Zhang, if you don't take this time to rest, if chaos breaks out later..." Xun Chen whispered, "then there will be no time to rest... and if you can't control the situation in a short time, so that
Continuously...then what we have done during this period of time is completely in vain!』
Zhang Xiu raised his eyebrows, "Can't we identify these spies first?"
Xun Chen shook his head, "It's difficult. And the most important thing now is not to identify spies, but to separate the refugees and let them work... The shacks are only temporary residences. If more refugees come in the future, no matter how many of us there are,
I don’t have time to help the refugees build shacks every day, so I can only let the refugees build them themselves... According to the previous experience of resettling the refugees, only when this level of resistance is passed can we enter the next stable period... Only then can we have time to identify spies...
…』
Zhang Xiu frowned and listened, then looked at Xun Chen, "Okay, since you said so... then I'll take a rest."
After saying that, Zhang Xiu stood up, walked to the side of Xunchen's shack, and lay down directly on the wooden board. After a while, some faint snoring could be heard.
Xun Chen was a little stunned.
Immediately, Xun Chen smiled slightly, shook his head, and even made his movements gentler, so as not to disturb Zhang Xiu's sleep...
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As a basic shack that accommodates refugees, I am afraid there is only one word to describe it.
That is, squeeze!
Very crowded!
This is everyone's most intuitive first impression after seeing the shack.
The reason why a shed is called a shed is that it only has a roof, which can provide shelter from rain but cannot protect it from wind.
Although the shack was built along the slope of the earth to reduce the wind surface as much as possible, the other three sides were still empty, even if they were covered with blankets or covered with blankets.
It cannot be like a brick wall or earth wall that can block the cold wind.
This shack is packed with people.
A shack built along a slope is naturally not very flat, and the space is not large. If you lie down horizontally, it can probably accommodate more than one person, while lying upright is looser and allows your head to touch your feet.
There are three people lying on the bed. In such an area, which is less than ten square meters, there are currently more than thirty people crammed into it.
Logically speaking, if so many people are crammed into a simple shack like this, everyone will feel uncomfortable and get angry. Even if they don't dare to yell and curse loudly, it is inevitable to complain in a low voice, but
However, despite the crowd of people in the shack, no one was cursing there. Instead, in a weird and awkward manner, the best place in the shack was given to women, children and the elderly.
No one asked for this.
It's not like the hussars were forcing them to do this.
After all, such a shack is just a temporary shelter, and a series of follow-up work such as diversion, epidemic prevention, resettlement, reconstruction, etc. will soon be carried out. Therefore, in the initial shack, it is more important to allow these refugees to
Have a place to rest, and then naturally manage and distribute food according to the shed to get through the initial chaotic period.
That's all. Of course, it can't be said to be very regular, and the living conditions inside the shack are definitely not that good. But it is such a simple shack, with a relatively flat place in the middle, where people can sit or lean.
, all of them were mothers with their children, young children, and older women.
Most of the young and older men stayed silently in the outermost circle of the shack, facing the cold wind.
Face outward, but turn your thick back inward.
They were also cold, but no one was shouting.
Even though these places were small and cramped, not even flat, these men still crowded together, curled up, and used their bodies to form a wall of flesh, blocking the cold wind blowing in from the gaps in the shack.
Outside, it was like a herd of cattle in the wild being attacked and the bull pushing against the outer ring.
The child, who was half asleep and half awake among his mother, occasionally crying, finally enjoyed the warmest treatment he had ever received.
The behavior of these men was not specially instructed or strongly requested by anyone...
In fact, no one has time to arrange this kind of thing.
But they just did it naturally. No one said anything about equality or inequality, freedom or not, rights or not.
No one cares about whether this is a relative or an unknown person over there.
Maybe only one person did it at first, but then almost everyone did it.
No one tells how men should be, and no one tells how women should be.
The elders automatically become the coordinators in the shack, and the younger ones won't stare and say, "My dad is my dad. Which bad old man are you from and dare to take care of me?"
There is no woman who is yelling angrily, saying that her fairy-like appearance is a big loss if someone takes another look at her, and accusing the men around her of being gangsters.
No child would make any noise, scream, cry, or roll all over the floor...
In the face of survival, all male and female boxing have lost their meaning.
So what is it that supports the fragile but strong ecology within the shack and between strangers?
Is it money, righteousness, or something else?
In the middle of the shed, in the gap that was finally vacated, a middle-aged woman was lying.
Beside the woman were two and a half-year-old children, one older and one younger. However, regardless of their age, both children looked at the middle-aged woman anxiously.
The middle-aged woman was obviously sick, had a fever, and was muttering something intermittently, while the two mature children, holding back their fear and sadness, took turns wiping the middle-aged woman's sweat and
Give water.
The three or four elders at the entrance of the shed were looking anxiously at the place in the middle of the shed, discussing in lowered voices.
"The second baby's mother is sick, what should I do?"
"We all went to the end and ended up getting sick. What do you think..."
"It's all fate!"
"If I can survive it, I won't be so lucky..."
"There are lumps of loess around here, and I don't know where to find herbs..."
Several elders were worried, and they wanted to find some solution. Even though they didn't know the sick middle-aged woman before, she was not from the same village, but she was now assigned to the same shack.
As soon as he fell ill, he naturally became like his own child. Seeing him moaning and sick made him extremely anxious.
