"Hey, why are you running? I'm here. Do you want food? I have plenty here." Ye Lang looked at the refugees who actually ignored his value, so he immediately showed everyone his value. Ye Lang poured out a pile of food from his space ring. Although these foods were of many varieties and all delicious, they were also collected by Ye Lang after spending a lot of time. They were all fine products. At this time, these fine products only had one name, that is, food. In the eyes of many refugees, as long as they were edible, they were all the same. As long as they could fill their stomachs, humans and other creatures were the same. When they were not full, there was only one purpose left - after eating, they would be warm, and then...
"Eat, eat"
The refugees roared and rushed forward to grab Ye Lang's pile of food. At this time, the first person to arrive did not seem to stop just because he had grabbed enough food to fill his stomach. He continued to grab food and put it into his pocket.
This can be said to be a kind of selfishness, a bad quality of human beings, but it is also nature, the nature of any living thing. Any living thing will store food for itself first, and will not care whether other creatures will starve to death because of not being able to find food.
Unless, it is for their own descendants
At this time, if it continues, it will definitely cause a scramble, and Ye Lang's original good intention of giving people food will turn into bad intentions. Good intentions will lead to bad things. If it were other people, they would definitely be told to take their time and not to rush or grab, as everyone would have a share. However, Ye Lang did not know how to stop it, or perhaps he knew that stopping it would be ineffective.
He and Xiao Rui just stepped aside and watched the refugees scramble for
At this time, there was a dark and thin refugee watching from the outside, trying to squeeze in, but unable to succeed. After trying several times, he had no choice but to stop.
Suddenly, he seemed to remember something and looked around. After discovering Ye Lang, his eyes stopped and he immediately walked towards Ye Lang quickly.
Ye Lang looked at those eyes in confusion. Although he could see the desire to survive in them, he also felt that those eyes were so clear, as if they shouldn't appear on a refugee, let alone a dark and thin person.
Soon, the owner of these clear eyes came to Ye Lang's side, stretched out a pair of dark and thin hands to Ye Lang, and said in a hoarse voice: "Can you give me something to eat? I haven't eaten for five days..."
At this time, everyone else seemed to have forgotten that Ye Lang was the one who provided the food. Not only could they snatch the food, they could also ask Ye Lang, the source, for more.
However, under the temptation of "a drop of honey", people seemed to have forgotten Ye Lang and only saw the "a drop of honey".
This dark and thin man, in addition to having a pair of clear eyes, seemed to have a clear heart. Although he was also tempted at that time, at least he could quickly discover the key to the problem.
"Okay, I still have some food left." Ye Lang took out some food and handed it to the person in front of him.
Of course, if someone found his food at this time and wanted to snatch it from him, he would eat it immediately. Fortunately, at this time, no one noticed Ye Lang. They were divided into two places to grab food. While eating the snatched food, "Come, drink some water and tell me, what happened to you?" Ye Lang took out a kettle and handed it to the man. He seemed a little interested in knowing what the disaster was.
"We are civilians from La Gomera County. Due to the drought in La Gomera County in recent years, our wheat fields have not had a good harvest. This year we encountered a once-in-a-lifetime drought. We have not harvested a single grain, which caused this drought." The man said in a hoarse voice while slowly chewing his food.
"Disaster relief? Humph, why would they care about our lives? They only know how to eat, drink and have fun, and have never cared about us." The man gritted his teeth and said harshly, as if he wanted to eat someone.
From these words, it seems that there is another story here. In Gomera County, the refugees had a conflict with the lord of Gomera County and wanted to steal food, but were suppressed by the lord. The refugees were relieved, but they also lost their lives. "This, the emperor of Ella doesn't care?" Ye Lang asked with a frown. Such a big disaster happened in a county, doesn't the emperor of the empire care?
If this is the case, then this empire will surely collapse soon. "What's the use of controlling it? The emperor sends down gold coins for disaster relief every year, but these never reach us. They are eaten up by those dog officials." The man still gritted his teeth and spoke fiercely.
Alas, no matter what era, what place, or what world, there will always be these people. If an unforgivable person kills a hundred people, then these people can kill countless people; if an unforgivable person has to die once, then these people should die more than a hundred times. "Is there any law in this world?" Ye Lang cursed.
"Is the royal law of any use to them? Even if the emperor finds out, he will only give them slight rewards or punishments. The worst that can be done is to take back their territories. They are still nobles and can live happily," the man said, his voice still full of hatred.
The aristocracy is a very troublesome problem, not only for the common people but also for those in power. They want to get rid of these aristocrats, but they cannot do without them.
Those in power can only hope that these nobles will be more decent and know how to be a noble. Of course, under normal circumstances, those nobles will understand what they should and should not do. This is also for their own future and the future of their family. But among them, there are still some who do not know what is good for them, and there are quite a few of them.
Generally speaking, even those in power cannot interfere with what happens in the nobles' territories. Simply put, the nobles' territories are their own, and the lord is a king.
Take the current Gomera County for example. The emperor of the Ella Empire will inquire about it and provide help to the county, but he will not interfere with the county's administration as long as there is no chaos.
Of course, if the disaster is serious and La Gomera County handles it improperly, causing impacts on nearby areas, there will definitely be a solution.
However, once the measures are taken, how many of these refugees will survive and how many will die?
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