Rennes did not express his opinion, he only arrived in Qiongshan yesterday evening, and without investigation, he had no right to speak. A few days ago, he had telegraphed the health department to collect a certain number of stool samples and wait for him to come with a mobile inspection vehicle from the Ministry of Health.

The meeting lasted for an hour and then ended, Liu Xiang assigned work to the naturalized cadres, in the view of Ren and others, all the tasks on the task card were simplified to the extreme, which is also a feature of the "Qiongshan experience", giving the naturalized cadres the easiest to understand quantitative standards, avoiding vague words. In order to adapt to the naturalized civilian cadres with a very low level of education and no administrative experience.

After the meeting, Liu Xiang held a meeting with the veterans of the disaster relief team. The team was led by Yang Yun, Director of the Labour Division of the People's Committee for Civil Affairs. This person is a third-level human resource manager, and once served as the head of the human resources department and the chairman of the labor union of a small and medium-sized sweatshop in southern China.

The fact that this person led the team fully illustrates the intention of the Government Council in this regard, and it seems that the leadership is trying to attack these refugee laborers. Liu Xiang felt that he would not be wrong in his guess, because there were also veterans of the propaganda department among the people who came.

Liu Xiang and the other elders went up to the East Gate Tower.

"This typhoon! This heavy rain! Liu Xiang stood on the tower of the East Gate in a raincoat and muttered, with his orderlies and guards behind him. In several counties, the concubines and clerks were retained, wearing hats and robes, and they would stand respectfully in the rain and listen to his orders.

In order to give the refugees a place to take shelter as soon as possible, Liu Xiang ordered the use of the eaves on both sides of the street to directly put wooden strips over the street, cover them with reed foil, and build a temporary shelter. Looking down from the city gate, the whole street has been set up with long sheds, which looks like some county towns in the old time and space to set up sheds to sell New Year's goods. The city gate was guarded by soldiers of the Qiongshan County Garrison Company, which was selected and reorganized from the military households of several local guard posts in Qiongshan County. In order to fully maintain deterrence, all soldiers had bayonets on their rifles.

According to the statistics of the Qiongshan County Office, there are about 10,000 refugees gathered in the city. Although these people have a shelter for the time being, the population is extremely crowded and damp, and it is not a long-term solution.

When Wren pointed out that such a placement could lead to a serious outbreak of disease, Liu Xiang said that this was the way to make a transition.

"I've talked to the liaison officers about typhoon disasters in the United States, and there are several times a year in the United States, but this time the rainstorm was very long, so it became like this. But at most, the water will recede in half a month......"

"Are they sure?"

"There's no reason not to believe the experience of the locals, right? In addition, I also asked people to clean up the house in the school grounds, where there were 1,200 barracks of the guardhouse, but unfortunately they had not been used for many years, and they all collapsed. Liu Xiang said, "The disinfection work has also been done. People in the health department give ginger soup every day to avoid plague. ”

Yang Yun suddenly interjected: "Now how much ration do you give each of them per day?" ”

Liu Xiang said: "According to Chen Sigen, 1,400 kilocalories per person per day should be supplied. I don't think I can be counted as refugees, regardless of men, women, old and young, two bowls of porridge per person per day. 200 grams of brown rice per person, plus some vegetables and taro, sweet potatoes and the like. ”

Of course, Yang Yun knows: in the past, when he was in the sweatshop, the staff canteen was also under his jurisdiction, and the calories per gram of rice were only 350 kilocalories, and the food calories provided by the Qiongshan County office were only 1,000 kilocalories. It can only ensure that refugees do not starve to death for the time being.

Liu Xiang has his own difficulties in setting such a low supply standard. Even at such a low level, 2' of food would have to be consumed every day. And all he can use is the limited stock of grain in the county treasury of Qiongshan County.

A large part of the official grain stock of Qiongzhou in the Ming Dynasty was hoarded in the warehouse of Qiongshan County, in addition to a part of it was transferred to Lingao for processing, and a part was kept in the warehouse in the city. However, Liu Xiang has no right to use the "national grain reserves" that belong to the jurisdiction and transfer of the Planning Institute, and he can only use the grain stored in the county treasury.

Now is the time to wait for the summer grain to appear, and both the public sī reserves are scarce. He borrowed grain from the local gentry, but the gentry cried poor one by one, and some people begged Liu Xiang to reduce the summer grain, saying that the land was flooded and the land was lost. Liu Xiang coerced Li Yiyou to get 200 stone of grain with great difficulty.

These days, he has been organizing refugees to go to places where the water recedes to harvest food, collecting flooded rice, taro and sweet potatoes and baking them for use as relief food.

“… It's not okay for a long time, and the food in the county treasury is very limited. I can handle it for three or four days at most. If it takes a long time, I'll have to ask Ude to give me food. Liu Xiang didn't know what relief supplies Yang Yun had brought, so he had to make the situation more serious.

Yang Yun nodded noncommittally. Liu Xiang felt that he had little interest in the matter of allocating relief food. I couldn't help but be slightly disappointed that he had some understanding of the thinking of the people in the Executive Committee, many of whom were unscrupulous Machiavellianists, and it was difficult to say what he could do in this environment where "political correctness" was unprecedented. He remembered that before the typhoon hit, he had been summoned to Lingao to hold several working meetings on food and labor, and the direction of the wind was already clear.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but feel a chill down his back. I thought to myself, the executive committee, don't make any trouble. Disaster relief and famine relief is a matter that has a bearing on the overall situation of the people's hearts, and if he is not careful, he will get rid of any tricks he plays on it, and he will make a mess of the good situation, but he has spent a lot of effort to create a situation of stability and unity in Qiongshan County. But don't ruin some people's hotheads.

Yang Yun suddenly asked, "Where is the porridge shed?" ”

"It's in the clearing at the end of the street." Liu Xiang said and looked at his watch, "In two hours, the soup will start." ”

Yang Yun discussed a few words with the other elders, and instructed the secretary behind him: "Take care of them and set them up on the soup kitchen." ”

"In a hurry? What do you want to build? Liu Xiang asked.

"Of course it's a good thing." Yang Yun said, "Listen to me, this time the executive committee's plan for disaster relief in Qiongzhou is like this......

The porridge shed was built on a large empty dirt floor at the end of the street, and Liu Xiang had people put a layer of soil on the ground and pave it with crushed sand and gravel to make it as dry as possible. A total of ten sheds were built in the clearing, each with several cauldrons. These pots are generally borrowed from official temples and Taoist temples, and half are borrowed from large local families. At this time, the porridge soup had already begun to tumble in the cauldron in the porridge shed.

Liu Xiang accompanied Yang Yun and others to the porridge shed to check one by one, Yang Yun picked up the spoon and stirred it in the cauldron, in addition to the rice grains, the porridge soup was tumbling with cut taro, sweet potatoes, pumpkins and various unknown vegetable leaves, which looked colorful. It's just that the contents of this porridge are really a bit thin.

At the end of the soup kitchen, more than a dozen naturalized migrant workers who came with the team were busy pulling the tape measure and driving wooden stakes. The ground has been piled up with combined building materials, and Liu Xiang has also organized some refugees to help with the work.

The most striking are the three cauldrons that have just been unloaded from the ox cart. Several craftsmen were busy building the stove.

"Is that okay?" Liu Xiang was a little worried.

"It's fine." Yang Yun said with a smile, "Only when there is contrast can there be thorns." As soon as the masses are stirred, it will be easy to do. ”

At nine o'clock in the morning, with the sound of the horn, the street that had been quiet suddenly moved, and the refugees, who were so weak that they could only sit and lie down, heard the horn sound, and they all reluctantly supported each other to stand up and walk towards the soup kitchen. The soldiers of the naturalized civilian cadres and the garrison company were maintaining order, and the sharp whistles were rising one after another: "Don't push people!" "Don't be crowded! "Everybody! "Take care of the children and the elderly, don't fall!" ”……

Under the maintenance of order by the garrison company, the refugees went to the soup kitchen in groups according to the distance and distance.

As soon as they entered the soup kitchen today, they smelled a different fragrance that was not the dull melon and vegetable porridge these days, but a strong aroma of rice that had not been seen for a long time, and it seemed to be mixed with other fragrances during the period.

The fragrant aroma of rice wafted through the air, causing them to look left and right, and suddenly someone noticed that the aroma of rice came from a newly built shed at the end of the venue, and the crowd immediately rushed towards this shed. Sure enough, a half-person-high earthen platform was erected under the reed mat shed, and a large pot of fragrant rice was boiling on the stove on the table, and in a large pot next to it, the thick soup of brown sè was boiling, exuding the aroma of the yòu people.

On a large table, rice balls come in two sizes, large and small, wrapped in perilla leaves, exuding the fragrance of rice and vegetable leaves. Several chefs are still kneading the new rice balls.

The refugees immediately became moved: even when the typhoon did not come, they were still in the stage of spring famine, and they ate little and dried a lot every day. Now there is a big pot of dry rice in front of me! Many people's stomachs immediately make a reflex-like sound. If it weren't for the fact that in front of the earthen platform, the Australian soldiers were eyeing each other with bayonet guns, and the refugees would have rushed up to grab me.

Looking at the mō appearance of the person cooking rice above, it doesn't look like he is going to give rice. The refugees were at a loss when cheerful music suddenly sounded. Under the accompaniment of the song "In the Field of Hope", Ji Denggao of the Mass Propaganda Department of the Ministry of Culture and Propaganda ascended the earth platform with great vigour.

"Folks!" He cried out, "You have suffered! ”！。