Gu Xinran, who had lived ten years in the apocalypse, trembling and exhausted, transmigrated into a small village girl.
Here, the mountains are green and the water is clear, the air is fresh,...
In case you fall ill and the consequences are not worth it, the coachman who happens to come to your door can also help the villagers, killing two birds with one stone.
The whole family agreed.
Grandpa Gu couldn't bear to see his fellow villagers, with whom he had lived for decades, in such a miserable state, so he stepped forward and replied, "Really? Help your parents get in the car."
Brother Gu took them to the mule cart he was driving and drove the ox cart himself. There must be no problem with the food.
Grandpa got on the mule cart driven by Gu Xinran to rest.
The four members of the Zheng family were moved to tears of gratitude. Help at this time was a great life-saving grace.
Zheng Wen and Zheng Wu secretly made up their minds that as long as the Gu family needed them, they would do their best and would not hesitate to go through fire and water.
Seeing that the matter was resolved satisfactorily, the village chief led everyone to continue their journey.
Everyone was bringing their families with them, so the speed was much slower than if they had taken a car to go into the city by themselves. Gu Xinran thought, could they travel forty miles a day at this speed?
After more than an hour, the large army finally arrived at Dafeng County.
There was chaos outside the city gate, filled with pale and skinny refugees who were shouting loudly to vent their dissatisfaction.
[Outsiders come into the city and are charged 100 coins each. Why don't you just rob them?]
[Just passing through here, borrowing a passage, too cruel! ]
This is not a way to survive.
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It seems that the entrance fee has increased significantly. Natural disasters are enough to drive people crazy, how can it be made worse?
If an official doesn't serve the people, he might as well go home and sell sweet potatoes. There are no sweet potatoes in this dynasty. Is there not a single good official?
Everyone in Qingshan Village was queuing up to enter the city. Gu Xinran asked Xiao Ba to go to the front to find out the situation.
Soon Xiao Ba brought back the news: "People from Chengzhou can enter the city at 10 wen per person and 20 wen for livestock and vehicles; people from other states can enter the city at 100 wen per person and 200 wen for vehicles."
The village chief's face turned grim, and he sighed deeply, "When the world is in chaos, some people will take advantage of the situation to rob people. Fortunately, it's much cheaper than outsiders.
If we leave Chengzhou, we will become strangers, and I wonder how much more tolls will be waiting for us."
The one who reacted the most was Uncle Wang, who had a family of twenty people, big and small.
He shouted, "We never charged any fees before, but now that we've suffered a disaster, instead of providing relief, we're actually sucking your blood! It's totally unjust!"
Village Chief Li walked over and covered his mouth, "Shut up! Or you'll be banned from entering soon."
The other chattering villagers also stopped discussing. They were powerless and could only swallow their anger.
A quarter of an hour later, it was the turn of the villagers of Qingshan Village. The yamen runners guarding the city gate only checked the number of registered households and vehicles and collected money. They did not ask any other questions and soon entered the city smoothly.
The order in the city is pretty good, there are not many refugees, and the refugees and beggars from other places are stopped outside the city gate with a threshold of one hundred coins, which makes the city much quieter.
Some villagers who had little food wanted to buy some more, but found that the grain shop was closed.
The market was also very deserted, only the area around the well was the busiest, with long queues and yamen runners maintaining order.
It seems that the city is also seriously short of water and food.
Since there was no food supply in the city, everyone did not stay and went straight out of the city through the south gate.
There was a long queue at the south gate, much longer than when they entered the city.
There are many fleets of cars from wealthy families.
There were also many people carrying their families on donkey carts, ox carts, and wheelbarrows.
After waiting for half an hour, we finally got out of the city.
There were many ragged refugees and beggars outside the city, probably because all those in the city had been driven out.
Pairs of greedy eyes stared at the food on the carts, the animals drooled, and some even knelt down and stretched out their hands to beg. The children were so scared that they cried.
Everyone hurried forward at a faster pace. Five miles away from the city, there were fewer refugees. The village chief asked everyone to rest for half an hour and have lunch by the grove.