Everyone inside was shocked when they received the news.
A young man beside him frowned, puzzled. "With so much stuff, they still dare to ask to live in the city?"
Although most people in this world choose to protect themselves, it is more common for the strong to prey on the weak.
In places like Shanggu County in Youzhou, very few people survived after the fall. Due to food shortages and cannibalism, many people took advantage of the summer to flee here.
The disaster caused a sharp decline in population everywhere, and at least 70% or more of the people turned into man-eating monsters.
They wandered all the way here, took in the people along the way, cleared out Lingqiu County, and were once in trouble because of food problems. Fortunately, my sixth uncle found a grain storage place that was hidden by someone unknown.
Another young man was a little nervous. "We only have a thousand or so people here, most of them are old, weak, sick and disabled. If we really let someone in, what if it turns out to be a bad guy?"
"Yeah, in this world, who would complain about having too much supplies? What if they see that we are few in number and become malicious? What should we do?"
"I think we should not let them in. They said it's too windy outside, but we can give them a few quilts..."
No one agreed to let anyone in.
The middle-aged man in the lead thought for a moment and said, "You all have a point."
Outside the city.
In less than half a cup of tea, countless quilts were wrapped and thrown down from the city wall.
Wei Xiyin looked at the guard coming back with the quilt, and the expression on his face was very interesting.
After a long pause, she sighed, "We were worried that someone might harm us and take our supplies, but now it seems the people inside are even more afraid than we are."
What does it mean?
"This shows that they have enough food, and their numbers are too few to fight."
Gong Chun took over and said calmly, "There are no granaries in Youzhou. This place is not far from Sizhou. The grain is most likely obtained from Sizhou."
Wei Xiyin's heart skipped a beat when she heard that, and she turned to look at Gong Chun.
The map Chu Yu gave her showed that the grain was stored in Sizhou.
What does he mean by this?
Gong Chun didn't notice her abnormality and continued, "The Sizhou granary has a million dan of grain. As long as the people of Sizhou are still alive, the granary will definitely be a battleground for military strategists."
"It's impossible to get food from the granary with just these ordinary people and minions." Not everyone is like the Qinghe Wei family, who reacted soon after the disaster and immediately sent people to the Yizhou granary.
The Wei family had everything: the right time, the right place, and the right people.
I’m afraid that someone went to the granary later and found nothing.
Wei Xiyin narrowed her eyes slightly. "Since they can't get the food from the granary, why don't you analyze where the food in Lingqiu County comes from?"
Gong Chun paused and glanced at her.
Another test?
Or just a casual question?
His expression became a bit more strange. "Youzhou is not too far from Kyoto. It's not ruled out that the survivors in Lingqiu County found some private food from the villas of some aristocratic families."
A wealthy family, not to mention a large clan, even an ordinary landlord or gentry would have dozens or even hundreds of servants.
Some people will stock up enough food for a year at a time when food prices are not expensive and store it in other villages.
Except for cases like the Qinghe Wei family.
The Wei family's ancestral land is vast, and the clan has always been self-sufficient. The grain harvested from the ancestral land every year is enough for the entire family to eat, drink and support their troops.
The disaster happened at an unfortunate time. It was the autumn harvest season, and the crops outside the ancestral fields were about to be harvested, but they encountered monsters and were forced to stop eating.
Wei Xiyin nodded slightly, hiding the worry in her heart.
Everything Gong Chun said was just speculation.
She was afraid that someone would get lucky and find the food mentioned in the treasure map.
We must first find out where their food comes from.
Thinking of this, I had to go to Lingqiu County.
Wei Xiyin ordered Chang Ying to take the Cheng brothers with him and told them to tell the people on the city wall that we have no ill intentions, but the weather is too bad to continue our journey. We would like to stay for a few days to celebrate the New Year. We can pay the rent with food.
She thought for a moment and added, "Be more sincere."
"yes!"
This time, Chang Ying personally led people to the city gate and repeated the girl's words.
The person in charge of observing the situation downstairs didn't dare to respond, and hurried back to the city to report.
There were seven or eight people sitting in the hall, and they were startled again when they heard the report.
Why are you here again?
"Didn't we give them blankets? The outside has been cleaned up and it's safe now. They have set up the camp, so why do they insist on coming in?" The young man was furious.
In the summer they worked tirelessly to repair houses and clear out monsters, thinking that they could stay in the county town in winter and spend a safe and comfortable winter.
There's really no peace for a moment.
Another person shook his head. "I'm afraid if we don't open the door, the people outside won't let us go."
The middle-aged man in the lead thought carefully for a moment, then stood up and said, "Come with me to the city wall to investigate. We must find out their purpose before deciding whether to let them in."
The militiamen on duty were all ordinary people who had been rescued, and they couldn't even communicate clearly when passing messages back and forth.
If something goes wrong or is misunderstood, it will affect the safety of thousands of people in the city.
Everyone could only agree.
At this moment, the sky was gradually getting dark, and the snow was falling in clusters, which greatly affected the vision.
Everyone wrapped themselves up tightly, leaving only their eyes exposed. After getting dressed, they braved the wind and snow and went out to the city gate.
Chang Ying was still talking to the militia on the city wall.
Because the wind was so strong, you had to speak loudly to be heard clearly, and both sides were almost shouting at the top of their lungs.
The people who were going upstairs were all startled when they heard the familiar voice.
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