And these refugees feel that what this official said is also reasonable, and if they ask for money when the time comes, they can choose whether or not. Anyway, in the end, they won't lose anything except for a little walk.

At that moment, many people went back to their 'homes' and called their families to go to the place where they received the medicine.

Biancheng is not big, it is not small, but there are not many people affected, only one-tenth of the entire size of Biancheng is less, so there are not too many people who have become refugees.

According to current statistics, about 300 households were affected, but 5,000 or 6,000 people were affected. From here, you can see the number of terrorists in each household. This was a common thing in ancient times, but in modern times, it would definitely be a bombshell that dominates the headlines.

In the open space in front of the tent, the number of people gathered was increasing, and Ling'er only sent four people, each of whom was a group of two, to distribute medicine for different purposes.

Biancheng is a place with few people, as for the reason, everyone must know that not many people are willing to stay in such a place that is prone to natural disasters and barren, so a long time ago, since Biancheng began to flood and sow plague, the original inhabitants here have slowly left this place little by little.

The people who remain now are basically some old-fashioned people who think that where their roots are, that is their home, so they have been in this place and refuse to move out. Even so, the number of people in Biancheng is still quite large.

According to Bian Jianguo's statistics, there are about 30,000 people in Biancheng, but due to natural disasters in the recent period, the number of people has also shrunk, and the number of people has dropped by about one-fifth.

Therefore, it is impossible to gather such a large number of people at once.

Ling'er looked at more and more people outside, and couldn't help but raise a smile on her little face, she still didn't believe it, she couldn't handle these people. Now that they have come here, there is absolutely no reason to let them go again.

In other words, these people are really stupid, they don't live in clean tents, they have to live in those ventilated straw huts. If you don't drink porridge or steamed buns, you have to starve yourself.

Do they think they're great? It's just stupid! Even if they are dissatisfied with the imperial court, what is the use of them doing this? Won't you have to pay taxes in the coming year? In this case, it is better to eat what should be eaten, drink what should be drunk, and live if you are given to live. Just think of it as if these are the benefits they deserve for all these years of paying taxes.

Time passed little by little, the people in the open space only saw more and less, slowly, the sun was about to slide down the hillside, but there were still many people receiving the medicine, every time a wooden bucket of potion was just sent over, it would not be long before it would be divided, fortunately, Ling'er sent people to collect all the medicinal materials from several nearby towns, so the medicine was still enough.

"Queue, queue, it's you, what are you squeezing?" A person wearing a guard uniform and wandering around the place where the medicine is distributed, this is also specially explained by Ling'er, just for fear that some people will deliberately make trouble or cut the line.

In general, their task is to maintain order and prevent restless people from causing trouble. When the time comes, I won't talk about hindering others, in the words of the little master, I just feel disturbed when I look at such a person!