In the early morning, the golden glow shines through the mist on the bluestone-paved streets, the wheels run over the Dolphin Square, and the coachmen whip their horses in the direction of the city gates. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Kun Tiliang lit a sepiolite pipe, took a deep breath, swallowed the spicy tobacco breath into his throat and slowly exhaled it. Through a layer of light blue, the old man's eagle-like sharp gaze cast out of the car window, his gray hair was meticulously combed, his brows were twisted into a deep "Chuan" character, and his face was solemn as if he was contemplative.

In the early morning, the streets are rarely crowded, and horse-drawn carriages are brisk. Out of nowhere, the solemn old man was awakened from his contemplation by the sound of the piano, and he turned his head to look in the direction from which the sound of the piano came from outside the carriage.

In front of the public water intake station on the street corner, the blue brick sink has a chalk sign for the daily water supply time and "water conservation", and a brass faucet is installed every three feet above the sink.

A young man wearing a blue armband in the uniform of a municipal civil servant sits at a table next to the water station, playing the harmonica attentively. His playing skills are a little jerky, and he is obviously just an amateur, but Kun Tiliang hears sincere emotions in the soothing and melodious music, which is the melody of first love.

A stocky woman came with two large wooden barrels, placed them in the sink, unscrewed the faucet, and poured clean fresh water into the barrels, which had been desalinated and filtered.

The woman moved her shoulders, turned to the uniformed youth, and showed her and her family's "citizenship cards." The young civil servant nodded, put down the harmonica, opened the drawer, took out a card, stamped it with a proper stamp, and handed it to the woman.

The carriage was far away from the water station, and Kun Tiliang withdrew his gaze, a faint smile on his face.

"Master Kuntiliang, we've arrived." The coachman turned back and reported.

Kun Tiliang nodded, pushed the car door and waited quietly.

Not long after, a woman in a dark green cloak walked up from outside the city gate and boarded the carriage. Her face was covered with a scarf, her cloak was pressed low, a strand of blue hair hung down, her nose was high, and her eyes were charming, so that people couldn't help but wonder what kind of face was hidden behind the light veil.

Kun Tiliang closed the car door and asked the masked woman with an expressionless face: "Ms. D, since the authorities of Baiou Harbor have clearly rejected the request of the Giant Demon Island, what is the need for you to come back, so that you are not afraid of being arrested by the garrison as a spy?" ”

The veil was lightly raised, and Ms. D let out a hoarse and magnetic laugh: "If I was afraid of being arrested, I wouldn't have met you, this time I came back mainly to see the current situation of the city after the sea transportation line was blocked, if the bleak reality can make your lord lady calm down and give up taking drastic measures against the Giant Demon Island, it will be good for both of us." ”

"If you're really coming with this kind of schadenfreude, then unfortunately, the reality will disappoint you."

Ms. D snorted disapprovingly, and said indifferently: "When I left Baiou Harbor six days ago, I noticed that the city has fallen into a panic, prices are rising day by day, the rich have fled out of the city to take refuge in the countryside, and the residents who stayed in the city are also rushing to buy food, and the streets and alleys are filled with an atmosphere of impending disaster, I don't think most people can live normally after enduring this environment for a week, either the order in the city collapses and falls into chaos, or the coast guard is dispatched to control every corner of the city with high-pressure means, The latter did not correspond to Lyubov's style, and I did not see military patrols on the streets. ”

Kun Tiliang raised his hand to signal the coachman to return, turned to Ms. D, and said, "Then you can observe carefully with your own eyes to see if the order in the city is as chaotic as you wish." ”

The carriage was briskly along the street, and Ms. D leaned against the window, a look of disappointment in her eyes as she saw along the way.

The city was surprisingly orderly, even calmer than when she had left, the shops on the streets were not crowded with people to buy and the pedestrians looked like they were busy with their work, as if the threat of pirates did not exist.

"It's really unexpected, what kind of ecstasy did Lyubov pour into people, and they all acted like they were all fine......" she finally couldn't help but exclaim.

"If you want to know the answer, why not come with me to a place?" Kun Tiliang turned back and shouted to the coachman, "Send us to the nearest water station." ”

"Yes, Master Kuntiliang." The driver whipped his horse and turned into a fork in the road, and not far away was a public water station in a nearby neighborhood.

The young municipal civil servant had already put the harmonica in his jacket pocket by this time, and he couldn't help himself. With the arrival of the peak water season, more and more people living nearby came to fetch water with wooden buckets or other utensils, and various containers were lined up under the long sinks, and people registered at their desks while waiting for fresh water to fill the containers, and received a card from the young civil servant.

Ms. D is no stranger to the public drinking water system in Baiou Harbor. Every residential area in the city has at least one fresh water supply station. The water supply plant directly under the municipality uses a ditch to introduce seawater into the purification tank, and a special alchemical is used to combine the salt with the agent to precipitate, and the upper layer of fresh water is filtered through several channels, powered by a powerful steam engine, which is constantly pressed into the huge towering water storage tower, and below the water storage tower is laid out pipes to hundreds of water supply stations throughout the city.

Every morning, families come in with wooden buckets to fetch water for free, and businesses and associations that use a lot of water can get a separate water supply pipe with a report to the municipality, and for a nominal monthly water bill, they can turn on the tap and enjoy the water.

Because she was too familiar with the scene in front of her, Ms. D was confused: "Kun Tiliang, what are you bringing me to the water supply station for?" ”

"Look closely, and you'll see what's special."

Ms. D's eyes rolled and she realized: "You mean that the municipality sends someone to supervise people to get water?" This is really interesting, the giant demon island has blocked the strait, and it is reasonable that Baigull Harbor lacks food, but there is no shortage of fresh water, why do you have to register to get water? Do people have to drink more water to satisfy their hunger if they don't have enough to eat? ”

"Look closer." Kun Tiliang chuckled as he held his pipe.

"Oh? You mean the card that people get when they get water? ”

"It was a 'food security voucher' issued by the town hall, where people received fresh water and food stamps for the day that their families needed every day, and the food stamps were dated and invalid when they expired."

"How do I use food stamps?" Ms. D became more and more curious.

Kun Tiliang picked up his pipe and smiled mysteriously, "Well, you can go to the bakery and take a look." (To be continued.) )