Chapter 463: Divide the porridge
When Zhanchuan heard the noise here, he hurriedly led his men to the city wall.
He remembered that Zhou Yunshu was still on the city wall.
Zhou Yunshu stood on the city wall and watched the carriages and horses getting closer and closer in the distance. Her brows gradually relaxed, and there was even a hint of smile at the corners of her eyes.
"Are these people coming to Yuncheng to do business?" Cui Hongbo asked curiously as he looked at the carriages and horses carrying goods.
Zhou Yunshu looked at Hu Zi, who was leading the convoy, and said with a smile, "No, he's one of mine."
Hu Zi had good eyesight and spotted Zhou Yunshu on the city wall at a glance.
As he waved his hand, he looked at the victims around him who were staring at them intently, slowly lowered his hand, and clenched the long sword at his waist.
"It's Huzi!"
After Zhan Chuan arrived at the city wall, he saw Hu Zi and the others gradually approaching the city gate, and he couldn't help but say happily: "Good boy, judging from the scale, I don't think there was any loss on the way."
Zhou Yunshu watched the victims who were originally sitting or lying outside Yuncheng stand up one after another and approach Hu Zi and his convoy with a fierce look in their eyes. The smile on her face slowly faded.
The people in the convoy had already drawn their knives, and there was dried blood on the knives.
"Dad, these people are not easy to mess with."
"I know, but your grandmother hasn't eaten for three days. If she continues to starve..." The man stared at the grain carts in the convoy and licked his dry, chapped lips, "she'll die."
We will die in the end anyway, so we might as well give it a try and die a full death!
Seeing the victims getting closer and closer, Hu Zi was about to order a kill to repel those rushing into the city when suddenly the sound of a gong was heard from the city wall.
There was a reason for using a gong. Zhou Yunshu was afraid that a fight would break out if the war drum was beaten.
When the sound of the gong attracted the attention of everyone outside the city, Zhan Chuan shouted to the people below: "At 1:00 PM, line up at the north gate of Yuncheng for porridge. Bring your own bowl. First come, first served."
As soon as Zhanchuan's voice fell, people immediately began to line up a hundred meters away from the city gate.
The refugees who originally wanted to rob the caravan thought they could still endure it when they heard that there was free porridge to drink at noon.
After all, if you really rob the convoy, you may not be able to snatch food from these knife-wielding villains, but you will definitely be stabbed.
I’m afraid that I won’t be able to grab the food in the end and lose my life here.
Moreover, even if you grab the food, you may not be able to preserve it.
With so many disaster victims, it is difficult to rob the convoy, but it is easy to rob the victims who have found food.
So instead of trying to steal but not being able to eat, it is better to wait patiently for Yuncheng to distribute food.
If everyone has it, no one will worry about their own food.
The victims gradually dispersed, and Hu Zi and others breathed a sigh of relief.
There were only about a hundred people in their convoy, but the number of these disaster victims was estimated to be six or seven hundred. If they really rushed in at once, the loss of food and supplies would be the worst issue. They would also be buried by these starving disaster victims.
Zhou Yunshu made a gesture to Hu Zi at the city gate, and Hu Zi led the convoy towards the west of Yuncheng.
When Hu Zi and his group were heading towards the west of Yuncheng, some people followed them at first. Later, perhaps they felt that it would be better to go back and queue up for porridge, so they all went back one by one.
When Hu Zi and others stopped at the west gate of Yuncheng, Zhou Yunshu and Zhan Chuan also arrived at the west gate on horseback.
But the city gate did not open immediately.
Zhou Yunshu climbed up the city wall and asked Hu Zi, who was waiting outside the city gate, "Is anyone in the caravan sick?"
Hu Zi shook his head and said, "Boss, no, we are all paying attention!"
Du Mazi also came from the back of the convoy to the front, "Sir, our doctors have checked carefully, and there is nothing."
Zhou Yunshu nodded and said to them, "The situation inside the city is a bit complicated. After entering the city, you will need to be quarantined in the house at the city gate for another seven days. After seven days, if there are no abnormalities, you can move freely."
Zhou Yunshu looked at Hu Zi and the others who nodded, and said again: "During this period of time, keep a close eye on your people."
Du Mazi and Hu Zi looked at each other and said in unison, "I know!"
When the city gate opened, Zhou Yunshu and others put on masks, and Du Mazi and others also put on masks.
If you don't say that they fled the famine together, the tacit understanding of wearing masks is unique.
There is no one living around the four gates of Yuncheng.
When it rained before, everyone moved to the area around where Zhou Yunshu and the others lived. The terrain there was higher and would not be flooded.
In addition, Zhou Yunshu was also on guard against pirates attacking the city.
Just in case, if they attack from outside the city, the houses near the city gate are empty, which can relatively slow down the attack and give the people in the city more time to escape or counterattack.
"Is there enough food?"
When Zhou Yunshu and her group were talking to Hu Zi and others, there was still about ten meters between them.
"enough."
Hu Zi said, taking out a letter from his arms, "Boss, a letter."
Hu Zi took it out and thought about it, then crumpled the letter into a ball and threw it in front of Zhou Yunshu.
It is called a letter, but it is actually more like a report.
Zhou Yunshu looked at the letter group flying in front of her and said to Hu Zi, "You guys should find a place to stay first. I'll have someone prepare a welcoming banquet for you and send it over to you later."
Hu Zi and Du Ma Zi smiled and ordered, "Boss, braised pork!"
"Braised pork, sir!"
When they were in Dongwang Village, they had the opportunity to eat braised pork made with winter pigeon several times, and the taste was absolutely amazing.
"good."
After settling Hu Zi and others, Zhou Yunshu felt more at ease.
The people brought by Hu Zi and Du Mazi are all experienced fighters. If anything happens, they will be a great help.
Zhou Yunshu wasn’t just talking when she said on the city wall that she would distribute porridge.
While she was heading towards the west city gate, someone went to inform Fang Huiwen, who was in charge of logistics in Yuncheng, and asked her to arrange for someone to cook porridge.
There are too many people outside the city, so even if we use sweet potatoes mixed with rice and flour, it will consume a lot.
But there is no other way. If they are not left with any way to survive, they will have no way to retreat and can only fight to the death.
There are also some tips when distributing porridge. People in the queue must be five meters apart, and the porridge is distributed among five people. After the porridge is scooped up, it is also placed on the table. Wait for them to take it away before distributing it to the next person.
To be honest, it's quite time-consuming, but it's the best way for each other's safety.
By the time the porridge was divided, it was getting dark.
Zhou Yunshu arranged the first refugees who came to the vicinity of Yuncheng but were not in trouble to continue isolation at the west city gate, and the other victims lined up in the back.
Half a month later, the number of refugees at the city gate did not decrease, but the number of people in Yuncheng increased.
Zhou Yunshu didn't support them for no reason.
Once they enter the city and settle down as a family, men have to do hard labor in exchange for food, and women also have to work in exchange for what they need. It would be better if they have skills, as Yuncheng lacks all kinds of talents.
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