"Hiccup, I have never thought that porridge tastes so delicious before, and this nest of steamed buns is so delicious."
That night, they had been without food for two days, and the hungry bandits finally had a full meal. Each person was given two nests, a ball of pickled wild vegetables, and porridge to drink.
Everyone burped after eating until they were full, huddled in a corner of the shack in the flood shelter area, and picked their teeth with satisfaction.
Heavy rains caused flash floods and destroyed the cottage. If the Shaodong family had not overturned everyone's opinions and forced everyone to move from the cottage to Xifeng Slope two days in advance, they would have been buried underground by the flash flood. However,
, although they escaped thanks to the young master's family, the food stored in the village was destroyed by the flash flood. They only had time to snatch out more than half of the bags of food. After saving and saving, they could only last less than three days.
As of today, they have been without food for more than two days.
When the young master's family insisted on transferring refugees, they were still unhappy. Now that I think about it, the young master's family was wise. Otherwise, they would still be looking for wild vegetables and catching bugs in the mountains, with their chests pressed against their backs from hunger, and sour water coming out of their mouths.
What a good day it is today.
"I feel so full that I don't want to go home. After the disaster, having such a shelter from wind and rain and still being able to take care of food is like a paradise."
Hu Laosan patted his belly, moved his buttocks on the straw bed, and found a comfortable position.
"It's good here, but the rules are too broad. We have to wash our hands before eating, take a shower before going to bed, and go to the designated toilet area to go to the toilet. Even the clothes we wear when we come here have to be scalded and washed with hot water.
Talking about disinfection, do you think it’s ridiculous or not? If it was really poisoning, who would put poison on clothes?”
Zhang Laosan held a piece of straw in his mouth, leaned on a pillar supporting the shack, and said with the corner of his mouth.
"They say this is a rule set by the county magistrate. Oh, no wonder, these scholars are so poor and fastidious. They have reached this point and they are still not fastidious enough." Another bandit followed up.
Of course, they kept their voices down when they spoke to avoid being overheard by the local victims. These people were very loyal and respectful to the county magistrate. If they heard them speaking ill of the county magistrate, they would definitely talk to them about a lot of nonsense.
In the corner of the shack, the young host, who was disguised as a man, heard the bandits talking about taking a bath before going to bed. Her pretty face, smeared with plant ash, couldn't help but blush. She lived in a shack with others and was guarded by a group of bandits. There was one
A relatively private space.
For her, bathing is a problem. She can't do it without washing. The flood refuge area is supervised and inspected by special personnel because she is a woman disguised as a man and takes a bath with a group of gentlemen. Although her father leads a group of bandits.
She occupied a shower room and stood outside, letting her wash herself inside first. But even so, when she thought of so many people outside, she couldn't help but curse the person who caused it.
In a blink of an eye, the night passed by.
The next day, the sun rose again from the east. Looking at the rising sun's golden glow, people were once again full of hope.
The rain has stopped, the floods are slowly receding, and there is food and drink in the flood shelter area. How can such days not be full of hope?
Unlike everyone else, Zhu Ping'an was a little worried when he got up in the morning and came back after walking around the county and the five major flood avoidance areas.
What worries me is food.
Zhu Pingan walked around the county and the five major flood avoidance areas and listened to the reports from the officials in charge of each flood avoidance area. Jingnan is currently housing more and more victims. Among them, the northern suburbs flood avoidance area, the largest, has already accommodated two people.
There are more than 10,000 victims, including nearly 10,000 refugees who have fled from other places. Although the other four flood refuge areas are not as good as the northern suburbs flood refuge area, there are more than 10,000 victims in each flood refuge area.
That's half of it.
There are more than 60,000 victims in these five major flood refuge areas, and the number of victims fleeing from other places far exceeds expectations.
That's not all.
In addition to these five major flood avoidance areas, there are still 20,000 people living in Jingnan County.
In this flood, Jingnan County suffered much less damage than the villages below. When the flood was at its most severe, the amount of floodwater pouring into Jingnan County was limited, and it was only at the level of waterlogging. % of the county
The houses over 80 years old were well preserved, and the collapsed and damaged old houses were all old ones in disrepair. The people in the county only lost part of their property and food, so they were much less affected by the disaster.
In addition, before the flood, Zhu Pingan ordered the repair of drainage facilities in Jingnan County. These drainage facilities worked well. After the heavy rain stopped, it took only one day for the accumulated water in the county to be drained away.
After another day of dredging and mud removal, Jingnan County was basically rebuilt and returned to normal.
The lives of the people in the county have basically returned to normal, and they suffered limited damage from the flood.
However, food is still in short supply.
The people in the county basically do not farm. They are not like the people in the countryside who store a year's worth of food. They basically don't save much food. They are similar to modern city people, who eat and buy what they need.
Although their damage was limited, in terms of food, they were similar to the victims outside the city and were just as short of food.
There are more than 60,000 disaster victims (the number is increasing every moment), more than 20,000 county residents, and more than 80,000 people crying for food. They need about 50,000 kilograms of food every day. This is a very large number.
Moreover, according to the current situation, there are thousands of disaster victims fleeing to Jingnan from other places every day. According to reports from the officials in charge of flood avoidance areas, the number of new people added every day is greater than the number of new people added the day before.
The daily need for food will be more and more. The 20,000 shi of food stored in the county government warehouse are really stretched.
In addition, the grain stocks in the grain stores in the county are limited, and the price of grain has risen three times in one day. Even so, the grain in the grain stores is not open to supply, but is limited to a daily supply.
In the past few days, Zhu Ping'an would write an official document to the capital asking for disaster relief and food and grass relief, without stopping for a day.
But just as Zhu Pingan predicted before, the court seems to be, probably, really unable to rescue him.
Zhu Ping'an requested the imperial court to provide disaster relief, and his official documents requesting relief for grain and grass fell into the sea, with no response.
The county government warehouses were running out of grain, the county grain store's output was even more limited, and the imperial government's rescue was like a dream. When everyone was full of hope, Zhu Pingan couldn't help but worry about food.
Maybe this means worrying about the world's worries first, and rejoicing after the world's happiness.
"Report! Reply from Fucheng!"
At this moment, the guards' shouts came from outside.
Zhu Ping'an couldn't help but look happy when he heard this. He quickly stood up and shouted outside, "Send the submission in quickly."
After a burst of hurried footsteps, the officer delivered an official document stamped with the seal of Taizhou Prefecture to Zhu Pingan.
After Zhu Pingan took it, he couldn't wait to open it.
"Let each county actively help itself."
The last sentence after the official document was like a basin of cold water, extinguishing Zhu Pingan's illusions.