"Hiccup...... I didn't think porridge was so delicious before, and this nest is really fragrant. ”

That night, the bandits, who had been starved for two days and had their chests and backs, finally had a full meal, and each of them was divided into two nests, a ball of pickled wild vegetables, and the porridge could be drunk with their stomachs open, and they ate until they were full of burps, and crowded into a corner of the shack in the flood shelter, picking their teeth with satisfaction.

If it weren't for the fact that the owner of the house was forced to move from the cottage to Xifeng Slope two days in advance, they would have been buried in the cottage by the torrent. However, although thanks to the blessing of the Shaodong family, they escaped the catastrophe, but the grain stored in the cottage was destroyed by the flash flood, and they only had time to grab out more than half a bag of grain, saving and saving, and only lasted less than three days. Today, they have been without food for more than two days.

When the young owner insisted on turning into a refugee, they were still 10,000 unhappy, but now that I think about it, the young owner is still wise. Otherwise, they are still looking for wild vegetables in the mountains to catch insects, and their hungry chests are pressed against their backs, and their mouths are sour, how can they have a good day today.

"I don't want to go home when I'm full of food and drink. After the disaster, there is such a place to shelter from the wind and rain and take care of food, which is really heavenly. ”

Hu Laosan patted his belly, moved his buttocks on the straw bunk, and found a comfortable position.

"It's good here, it's just that it's too wide. Wash your hands before eating, take a bath before going to bed, and go to the planned latrine area when you go to the latrine. Even the clothes we wore when we came had to be scalded with hot water, and if you say it's ridiculous, if it's poisoned, who will poison the clothes. ”

Zhang Laosan held a straw in his mouth, leaned against a pillar supporting the shack, and said with the corners of his mouth pulled.

"They said that this is a rule set by the county's children, heh, no wonder, these scholars are really poor and exquisite, they have come to this point, and they can't pay attention to it." Another bandit followed.

Of course, they spoke in a suppressed voice to avoid being heard by the local victims, who were loyal and respectful to the county. If you hear them say bad things about the county, you will definitely have a lot of big things to do with them.

The young proprietor in the corner of the shack, who was dressed as a man, couldn't help but blush when he heard a group of thieves talk about taking a bath before going to bed. She lived in a shack with the others, guarded by a group of bandits, and had a relatively private space.

For her, bathing is a problem, not washing, the flood shelter is supervised and inspected by a special person, because he is a woman disguised as a man, and he bathes with a group of old men when he takes a bath. Although his father led a group of bandits to occupy a rainy room, guarded outside, and she washed inside alone, but even so, when she thought of so many people outside, she couldn't help but scold someone who started it.

In a blink of an eye, the night passed like this.

The next day, the sun rose again in the east, and people were once again full of hope as they watched the rising sun spray a golden glow.

The rain has stopped, the flood water is slowly receding, and there is food and drink in the flood shelter area, how can such a day not be full of hope.

Unlike everyone else, when he got up in the morning, Zhu Ping'an, who came back from a circle in the county seat and the five major flood shelters, was a little worried.

Those who are worried, food also.

Zhu Ping'an walked around the county seat and the five major flood shelter areas, and listened to the reports of the responsible wardens of the flood shelter areas, and said that more and more victims are being accommodated in Jingnan. Among them, the largest flood refuge area in the northern suburbs has accommodated more than 20,000 disaster victims, of which nearly 10,000 refugees have fled from other places, and although the other four flood refuge areas are not as good as the northern suburbs flood refuge areas, each flood refuge area also has more than 10,000 disaster victims, and the foreign disaster victims are almost half.

More than 60,000 people have been affected by the disaster in these five flood shelters, and the number of people who have fled from other places has far exceeded expectations.

And that's not all.

In addition to these five flood shelters, there are still 20,000 people in Jingnan County.

In this flood, Jingnan County suffered much less damage than the villages below. When the flood disaster was most serious, the flood water that poured into Jingnan County was limited, but it was about the level of waterlogging, and more than 80 percent of the houses in the county were well preserved, and all the houses that collapsed and were damaged were old houses that had fallen into disrepair, and the people in the county town only lost part of their property and food, and they were much less affected.

In addition, before the flood, Zhu Ping'an ordered the repair of drainage facilities in Jingnan County. These drainage facilities worked, and after the rainstorm stopped, it took only one day for the water in the county to drain away.

Dredging, desilting...... After another day, the reconstruction of Jingnan County was basically completed and it returned to normal.

The lives of the people in the county have basically returned to normal, and they have suffered limited damage in this 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, they store a year's grain as soon as they store, they basically do not store much grain, and they are similar to modern city people, they are all eating and buying.

Although their damage was limited, they were just as short of food as the victims outside the city.

More than 60,000 victims (growing every moment), more than 20,000 county people, more than 80,000 people are waiting to be fed, and they need about 50,000 catties of food every day, which is a very large number.

Moreover, according to the current situation, thousands of disaster victims flee from other places and come to Jingnan every day. According to the reports of the wardens in charge of the flood shelters, the number of new people added every day was higher than the previous day.

The daily need for food will be more and more. The 20,000 stone of grain stored in the county yakun is really stretched.

In addition, the stock of grain in the grain shops in the county is also limited, and the price of grain also rises three times a day, so this is the case, the grain in the grain shop is not open to supply, and the supply is limited every day.

In the past few days, Zhu Ping'an would write an official letter to Fucheng every day requesting disaster relief from the imperial court and applying for grain and grass relief, without a single break.

However, just as Zhu Ping'an predicted before, the imperial court seems to be, probably, really powerless to rescue.

Zhu Ping'an asked the imperial court for disaster relief and relief, and the official documents applying for the rescue of grain and grass were like stones sinking into the sea, and there was no response.

The grain storage in the county yacang is stretched, the output of the grain store in the county is even more limited, and the rescue of the imperial court is like a dream...... When everyone was full of hope, Zhu Ping'an couldn't help but worry about food.

Maybe this is the worry of the world first, and the joy of the world after the world.

"Report! Fucheng replied! ”

At this moment, the shouts of the messengers were heard outside.

When Zhu Ping'an heard this, he couldn't help but look happy, and quickly got up and shouted outside, "Hurry up and send it in." ”

After a rush of footsteps, the messenger delivered an official document stamped with the big seal of Taizhou Mansion to Zhu Ping'an.

After Zhu Ping'an took it, he couldn't wait to open it.

“...... All counties are actively helping themselves. ”

The last sentence after the official document, like a basin of cold water, extinguished a trace of illusion that Zhu Ping'an had risen.