Another thing these people have in common is that they have nothing but tattered clothes. Jeon Ho received the last batch of canoes around 4 p.m., and after sending the five men ashore, the sea became empty again. Not reassured, he lit another bonfire on the shore. In case a boat comes in at night, you can see the light of the island. It was cooking and lighting, and the little fuel he prepared was not enough to toss. I had no choice but to dismantle a canoe to gather all the firewood for dinner.

Because there are only two pots at a time, there is no way to cook for forty people. Dinner still has to come in turns. Quan Hao basically arranged the order of meals before and after the refugees went to the island. First the children, then the women and the elderly, and finally the men. It not only takes care of the hunger of the people, but also protects the vulnerable appropriately. If there are no accidents, this arrangement will be continued during meals in the future.

There are many people on the island, especially after there are more men in the prime of life, and the children who have just learned some rules are frightened and cautious again. I can't blame them, when the rice bag for dinner was divided, sure enough, someone wanted to snatch it because of their height and strength. Quan Hao showed no mercy to this. They all picked up spearguns and used them as sticks to whip them violently, and they threatened with gestures that they would have no food to eat. before the incident was calmed down.

Only two of the first children to eat were unaffected. The little girl trusted Quan Hao very much, and didn't go anywhere when she received the food, so she knelt at his feet and ate it in a big gulp. The other is Girl B, who is too weak to run away. The two weakest girls were under Quan Hao's nose, but no one dared to harass them. So the other children also learned to be obedient, and they all slipped back to Quan Hao with food in their hands. Never leave until you finish eating.

Not only them, but except for a few people who have enough confidence in themselves, they all know that Quan Hao's side is the safest place. When the food is allocated, it is eaten in the same place. For dinner, in addition to rice, seafood is also indispensable. The two are half against half look. It's already a lot of money for refugees. This is also the result of Quan Hao's concern that seafood is difficult to digest and deliberately restricted. Whether it is shrimp, crab and shellfish, the seafood that can be picked up on the shore may cause stomach trouble if he eats too much, otherwise he would like to remove all the rice and only serve seafood. However, fish in the sea do not have this problem, so you don't have to worry about how much you eat. Therefore, it is necessary to arrange the fishing of the refugees as soon as possible. No matter how rich the seafood is, it is also a product of this world, and rice can only be bought by returning to the earth to consume soft sister coins. There is no doubt that which consumes more is more in the interests of Quanhao.

The seafood that is now being cooked is not only picked up by the boys, but also by the women. Adults are more tolerant than minors, so women, although they are equally weak when they arrive ashore, are generally in a little better spirits than children. After eating, Quan Hao also beat them to the beach. At the same time, he warned them that he did not mind that they kept some of the seafood they picked up, but that they must be cooked before eating, and that they should not eat too much or too much. And he showed them the example of a little boy. The little boy was rolling on the ground with his stomach clutched, and his stomach was still bursting. The intense pain contorted his face into a ball, and his half-hoarse voice could only hum and snort. Seeing Quan Hao, he trembled and stretched out his hand, his eyes showing a look of pleading. To this, Quan Hao just sighed, the little boy was not saved, he didn't have time to put extra mercy on a mortal person. Harden your heart and kick him unconscious, so that he will not be in so much pain before he dies.

The tragic and horrific death of the little boy served as a great warning and made him the only one who died from overeating. But even so, the culture of snatching among refugees is still very strict. Most of the seafood picked up by the women and children was handed over to the public. It's not that they are selfless, but that they know that even if they stay, they may not be able to keep them. It was also the same reason that Quan Hao had to stand guard for wave after wave of diners, in fact, he himself was still hungry. It's just that if he is allowed to eat in the same pot with these people, he really can't pass the psychological level. The refugees were so dirty, watching them grasp the rice with their fingers like chicken feet, not caring at all about the black finger marks on the white rice balls, and licking their fingers after eating, Quan Hao had enough appetite. He was sustained by chewing chocolate and drinking the little tea left in the kettle.

By the time the last adult men had eaten dinner, it was already dark. Well-fed and well-fed refugees lay on the beach to rest. They have reason to rejoice. After wandering desperately at sea for many days, there seemed to be only two things that could be done in addition to sea water or sea water, either stay on the boat and wait for death, or jump into the sea to find death. This kind of torment of living in hell is unbearable for anyone. However, as if there was really providence, they actually drifted to an island. There was also food and water brought by someone on the island. As long as you can live, what is there to be dissatisfied? After eating and drinking enough and relaxing your mind, you can snore on the beach for a while.

Quan Hao couldn't help but feel sleepy, he got up too early in the morning. But he couldn't sleep, and he was busy all day, and there were so many things to do. I couldn't help but look at the fallen crowd with a little indignation: Today is the first day and you can leave it to you, as long as you can stand up tomorrow morning, you will all go to work for me. I'm not an uncle.

He quietly left the refugee camp, ran to the place where the ship was hidden, and drove the boat towards the Space-Time Gate. At night, the Gate of Time and Space is full of light, but the refugees certainly can't see it. Otherwise, one or two would be easy to understand, and it is impossible for everyone of the forty people to be indifferent to this mysterious aperture.

When he got home, Quan Hao hurriedly ate a fried rice, took a shower and began to make up for sleep. He had only established contact with the refugees, and he didn't know what their character was, but he didn't dare to rest on the island. When I woke up, the lights were on, and I looked at my watch until half past seven in the evening. At this time, the city was still open, so he hurriedly ran to buy a hundred catties of rice, and bought a large rice cooker to try to move home. Take advantage of the night to quietly send it to the island. He divided the 100 catties of rice into several idle storage boxes, and the original bags were folded and recovered, ready to be taken back and destroyed. There are more people on the island, and those words that may reveal their identities should be extra careful. In addition, items that are too shocking should also appear as little as possible, and those that must be taken must be hidden.

After doing it, Quan Hao is still not down-to-earth. A hundred catties of rice and forty people can't eat for a few days. It was still early in the morning, and the refugees had to run again before the fog fell, taking advantage of the fact that they could not get up. Otherwise, when they recover, it will be even more difficult to avoid them.

The second time, he bought two hundred catties in one go, and shuttled twice before moving to the ship. The little shopping guide girls in the market looked at him in amazement, how can there be a person who buys hundreds of catties of rice at a time? Quan Hao lowered his head and said I don't want to, who calls it that there are so many mouths?

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