Shredded rain swept in from afar, crackled and crackled on the Epong, and drifted away into nowhere.

The people gathered in the tent were all closer, whether they understood it or not, they were all listening very seriously, especially Sun Jingbing and others, who were assigned the responsibility of "principal", their eyes were burning, but they couldn't hide their doubts and confusion.

Chen Ji shook his shoulders, and on the simple table in front of him, he took out the construction drawings prepared in advance, and by the dim light of the torches, it could be seen that there were rows of small squares drawn horizontally and vertically, and it was actually very regular when he looked closely.

“…… We are short of manpower, and we will definitely not be able to manage it at that time, so it is necessary to select some people among the victims to form a grassroots management system, in disguise, to find something to do for them, so that they can at least have a sense of belonging. After the hearts of a large number of people are stabilized, for those who are disobedient, troublemakers, and break the rules, there must be no need for us to come forward, and there will be people who will stand up at that time...... We need to make sure that we have a top-down management system, that we are precise to each individual, and that they have a sense of supervision......"

Turning his head, Chen Ji looked at Hou Mingyu and said: "There must be a big epidemic under the disaster, this seems to be an eternal law, so at the same time as disaster relief, epidemic prevention and control is the top priority. Sun Jingbing's hygiene management is the first step, and you have to keep an eye on Mingyu in other places, for example, you must make a quarantine area, and those who find that they are in different bodies must be sent over. There may be some resistance to this, but it is important to let them know the significance of what we are doing, and there must be no situation where someone hides it and does not report it. In this regard, the precision of the management system that I just mentioned is very important. Of course, sending them to the quarantine area does not mean that they should be left alone, the physician team should follow up quickly, and in the process, the physician should be reminded to pay attention to protecting his ......"

Chen Ji stopped when he said this, and when he raised his head, more than a dozen pairs of eyes stared directly at him, which was really a little scary.

"I know you didn't understand much, but I didn't know what I said. Now it's just a matter of giving you a rough outline, and then something will happen, at least I don't have to start from scratch. ”

After a long time, no one paid attention to him, and Chen Ji suddenly felt frustrated.

Shen Shizhao was the first to come back to his senses and said to everyone: "What Chen Gongzi said, there are detailed instructions attached to the booklet, and the matter is also assigned to you, so a few people can directly find the corresponding content of their own parts on the booklet, study it carefully, and ask again if you don't understand." ”

Only then did everyone suddenly come back to their senses.

Chen Ji had already sat down by the fire, pulled a small pestle and sat down, stretched out his hand to keep warm, and took a few breaths of hot air into his mouth from time to time.

On the other side of the wooden table, a whispering conversation had begun.

In the second half of the night, the light rain gradually stopped, and everyone went to rest in the carriage. Except for the soldiers on duty, there were probably only Chen Ji and a few people who were awake.

Then the sky was about to dawn, and in the sound of birdsong, everyone woke up one after another. Feng Qianhu was already in the whole team.

It was only at this time that I really saw the general outline of Zhengjiawa, a basin that was estimated to be able to accommodate more than 10,000 people, and the surrounding hills were not too high. At a pass in the northwest, a small river with a width of a zhang meanders out and passes through the entire Zhengjiawa.

Chen Ji got out of the carriage, Gui Chun handed over a bowl of hot water, stared at his face, and said worriedly: "Young master, why don't you go back and rest, and leave it to me here?" ”

Chen Ji took a sip of hot water, raised his eyes and said, "Your face is very bad?" ”

Gui Chun nodded.

After Chen Ji tested the temperature of the water, he snorted and drank it cleanly, handed the bowl back, rolled up his sleeve and wiped his mouth, and said, "I want to give it to you, but can you really take it?" A lot of lives are at stake! ”

Gui Chun hung his head, a little sad.

Chen Ji patted him on the shoulder, stepped forward, and smiled: "It's going to be okay, before the real refugee tide comes, this place should have some appearance, and the operation should be normal, and I can go back then." ”

Shaking the cloak on his shoulders, Chen Ji turned his head and said, "Are you all up?" ”

Gui Chun followed, nodded and said, "It's all up." ”

Chen Ji bowed his head and walked over from the temporary "command center" in the middle of the mountain. The members of the Tea Kung Fu and the tentative name of the "Preparatory Committee" all gathered.

Chen Ji sat first on the right, and next to him, Master Shen Shizhao cleared his throat and said: "Everyone, the government has posted a notice that the first batch of victims in good health will come to Zhengjiawa in one hour at most, and I hope everyone will work together to do a good job in receiving them." ”

Shen Shizhao looked at Chen Ji and said, "Chen Gongzi, come on." ”

Chen Ji was pinching the corners of his eyes, and after a while, he had already picked out a lot of eye feces, and at first glance, he was a little embarrassed. Rubbing his fingers on his sleeves, he got up and said, "There are not too many important things at present, such as the location of various living facilities in the medical house, which have been marked on the map, and everyone can do it according to the drawings." Before the building materials are brought in, the foundation is sorted out. Pinching his forehead, he turned his head to look at Shen Shizhao, "Have you come with all the tools?" ”

Shen Shizhao nodded, "It's all here, but the amount may be a little insufficient." ”

Chen Ji said, "Let's deal with it first, but we have to continue to prepare." ”

Shen Shizhao bowed his head and said: "The government has already explained, and now the blacksmith shops all over the city are building the things on your map!" Various bamboo factories have also been arranged. ”

Chen Ji took over and said with a wry smile: "I don't know how many mountains of bamboo will be cut down this time, no matter how fast the bamboo in our north grows, it is not as good as in the south." ”

No one answered, and the second ancestors who lived with Chen Ji had a leisurely face, and now Zhushan near Qingzhou is not under the name of their "Da Fule Farm". This time it was cut down, and it affected not only one aspect, but all aspects. For example, without bamboo, the amount of paper produced will be reduced, and the newspaper business of Zhizhi Bookstore will also be affected, which will reduce the "advertising" revenue......

Of course, Song Qingming and Hou Mingyu, who are the leaders and occupy the majority of the shares, do not speak, and they can only hope that they can "catch up" after the disaster.

After some more precautions, Zhu Chenghu took people out and opened the land.

In Wupengli, there were only traces left in an instant, and when he turned around, he had already covered his mouth and coughed.

Later, Feng Xuexiao rushed in with a knife.

Chen Ji saw the Changle Qianhu who was in a hurry, but he was not stage frightened, but he had also practiced pseudo-Tai Chi for half a year, and he was already a master of the rivers and lakes.

"Feng Qianhu, please take a seat."

Feng Xuexiao held the war knife in his hand, like a door god, holding the pestle still, and his voice was very thick, "Chen Gongzi, could it be that I have more than a thousand soldiers under my command, and in your eyes I can only swing a hoe?" ”

Chen Ji got up slowly, his face solemn: "Isn't it?" ”