Everyone couldn't help but frown when they heard this.

Such measures can only be said to be better than nothing.

For example, porridge stalls, twenty porridge stalls seems to be a lot.

But twenty soup kitchens are just a drop in the bucket compared to the tens of thousands of refugees.

How much porridge can a porridge stall produce if it operates non-stop for twelve hours a day?

How many of them received it repeatedly, and how many did not receive it at all?

It's impossible to manage.

Distributing porridge in this way can only slightly alleviate the resentment of the refugees and minimize the possibility of riots among them.

If you really want to say how useful it is, it is really minimal.

But everyone also knew that Liu Muzhi was not to blame for this.

If we really want to manage tens of thousands of refugees completely and effectively so that everyone has food to eat, not to mention how much food it would cost in a day.

Management is also a huge difficulty.

However, everyone knew that this situation could not continue like this.

There are tens of thousands of refugees, and this number is increasing dramatically every day if it is not effectively resolved.

Then if one or two ambitious criminals appear among them, a riot may break out at any time.

So no one spoke in the study for a while.

Zhao Xin also frowned. He didn't expect that things would be more serious than he imagined.

Although the East and West Factories and the Embroidered Uniform Guard reported every day, he knew that there were quite a few refugees in the capital, but he always thought that there should be only a few thousand or at most more than ten thousand.

"Why are there so many refugees? Isn't it only July?"

Zhao Xin finally couldn't help but ask.