Chapter 253: Guo Fengxiao's Law of Giving Disasters

The fake refugees were eliminated, and Zhen Mi distributed more food to the real refugees.

But that's not a good approach.

Because Mother Xu can't be by Zhen Mi's side all the time.

And this efficiency is too low, too many people who don't do it are blocked here. Real refugees still can't squeeze in.

A city gate stumped many people.

The guards at the city gate wouldn't let them in, and they couldn't help it.

With so many refugees, if they can't be properly resettled, no one who abides by the county order will let them enter the city.

These refugees are coming into the city, and it's hard to say what will happen.

For the sake of a bite to eat, they will steal it, and what is more afraid is that they will loot everywhere.

There are very few displaced people in the city, and this person is still under the control of the government.

"Mother-in-law, do you have any good ideas? I want more refugees to get food. ”

Zhen Mi's mouth was very sweet, but seeing that until dark, there was still more than half of the food left undistributed, and Zhen Mi was very depressed.

Xu Mu said, she just thought that she couldn't let those fake refugees take away the precious food. The rest of her is a woman's family, and there is no way.

Although she gave birth to a good son like Xu Shu, Xu's mother is just an ordinary woman. There is no such thing as a brilliant way to strategize.

"Mother-in-law, can't you do anything about it?" Zhen Mi was a little disappointed.

"I don't, but my son does."

Mother Xu didn't want to see Zhen Mi disappointed, so she pushed her son Xu Shu out.

Zhen Mi said happily: "Uncle, what's a good way?" ”

Xu Shu had already thought about it before, and said: "You can change it to soup kitchen, and the other location can be changed to outside the city." ”

It is inevitable that there will be people who are greedy for cheap, who do not eat their own food, and have to come to eat other people's alms.

But some people will be eliminated somewhat.

There are many displaced people outside the city, and even if the people in the city still pretend to be refugees, the number of the two sides will not be too different.

"No, you can't go outside the city." Zhen Tudao.

"It's too dangerous outside the city."

Mother Xu was puzzled: "Where is the danger?" ”

Along the way, although she encountered many bandits, they were only outside the city, and Xu Mu didn't think it would be dangerous.

Zhen Tu was just too worried about Zhen Mi.

Displaced people are a group of people who are very prone to riots.

It is impossible for their Zhen family to really feed the countless displaced people outside the city.

Even if you go outside the city, there will eventually be displaced people who will not be able to get food.

They are not like the fake refugees in the city, even if they don't get food, they go straight home.

But the outcasts outside the city, they may have not eaten for days.

I was hoping that I could drink a bite of rice porridge.

As a result, they waited for a day and didn't eat anything, and God knows what they would do.

In the city, even if anything appears, it is under Zhen Tu's control.

But outside the city, there are tens of thousands of displaced people, and even after a few days the news spreads, more displaced people will gather.

Even though their Zhen family guards many domestic slaves, they are only a family after all, not a warlord.

Displaced people rioted, they could not suppress it.

If Zhen Mi had a little accident, even if it was just a small wound on his arm, leaving a little scar, it would be a big deal for the Zhen family.

Zhen Mi's body must be immaculate.

Not even a scar the size of a fingernail can be had.

Except for Zhen Mi, everyone else probably knows that there are the most refugees outside the city.

But the Zhen family's alms in the past few days are only outside the Zhen Mansion.

"Second uncle, I want to go out." Zhen Mi said.

Zhen Tu shook his head: "Even if I agree, your father won't agree." ”

They don't need Zhen Mi to do anything.

As long as Zhen Mi grows up safely, in a few years, when the Son of Heaven begins to choose a concubine, Zhen Mi will be sent to the palace.

"Second uncle." Zhen Mi rarely asks for Zhen Tu, and the last time she followed Zhen Tu to Shanggu County, she was soft and hard for a long time.

This time, she really wanted to do something for the refugees who couldn't eat.

Zhen Tu still shook his head.

Xu Shu said: "Miss can stand in the city, and the matter of distributing food can be handed over to ordinary people." ”

Zhen Mi looked at Zhen Tu, her clear eyes made it difficult to refuse.

Naturally, the city wall is not something that anyone can go up if they want to.

But this is nothing for the Zhen family.

And what they did was also beneficial to Zhongshan Country.

"Okay." Zhen Tu nodded: "But after that, you can only stand on the city wall and watch, but you are not allowed to go out." ”

"Well, the second uncle is the best." Zhen Mi said with a smile.

In the big family, there are few innocent children like Zhen Mi.

Whether it is a boy or a girl, most of their fates since childhood have been doomed and have been arranged.

All their behavior is in order, and there is no childhood.

The entire Zhen family is the exception of Zhen Mi.

And the appearance of Zhen Mi also made the other children of the Zhen family have a little bit of their own childhood.

But even then, it is difficult for them to guarantee their innocence.

If it weren't for the love of everyone in the Zhen family for Zhen Mi, Zhen Mi's innocence might have been deprived when he was seven or eight years old.

Zhen Tu said: "There is another point, it is too troublesome to give porridge, so let's only distribute food." ”

Soup kitchens will save more food, but for the refugees, it can only guarantee that they will not starve to death.

Porridge is easy to go hungry and will keep these homeless people staying here to queue up.

This doesn't help the displaced people much.

They need to queue here all day for a mouthful of porridge, and they can't go anywhere else to find food or do other things on their own.

It is very troublesome to boil porridge for thousands of people and tens of thousands of people.

It is also troublesome for homeless people to want to eat.

Zhen Mi looked at Xu Shu, hoping that Xu Shu would help her think of an idea again.

Xu Shu didn't think of any other way for a while.

Guo Jia couldn't stand it anymore, and said: "Mix sand into the wheat, don't go every day, just come once every three or five days." ”

Zhen Mi said: "How can you eat it if it is mixed with sand." ”

"Why can't you eat it. Do you know what those people eat every day, it's grass roots and tree bark? Even if it is the lovely Zhen Mi, Guo Jia has no special treatment.

It was the first time Zhen Mi learned that people still eat grass roots and tree bark. She never thought about the picture that Guo Jia said.

Today, her world seems to have completely changed from before.

Why?

Zhen Mi didn't understand, but Zhao Hui, Xu Shu, and Zhen Tu all understood the meaning.

Only those who really need it will eat wheat mixed with sand.

Those who have food at home, no one wants to spit out sand while eating.

Only those who are really hungry can endure it.

"If there is not enough food, then add horse feed." Guo Jiadao.

What the man eats is mixed with what the horse eats. Not only can more people be relieved, but people who have food at home will not ask for it.

Zhen Mi was a little difficult to accept, but she also knew that what Guo Jia proposed was the most feasible method now.