The next question is which direction of the island is the exit point. The vast majority of refugees point due north, which is the direction they came from. But there were a few who disagreed, and four of them had their hands about fifteen degrees to the east. And when the other dissenting people couldn't stand the surprised stares around them, they changed their minds one after another. These people still refuse to adapt. Among the four, there were two men, a woman, and one turned out to be a little girl. Now Quan Hao looked at it, she was even taller and more small in her breasts, and she was struggling to hold her thin arms.

Quan Hao received the insistence feedback from those big eyes, and also noticed that the little girl's body was shaking a little. Her body was still weak, and even something as mundane as raising her arms was a challenge for her. Hurriedly motioned for everyone to put their hands down.

This time he decided to believe in the minority. Quan Hao himself is not very good, but he knows that some people have a strong sense of direction, such as taking a train, because the train is fast, and the turns on the railway are often very small to prevent derailment, and he never notices the change in the direction of the train when he takes the train. And people with a strong sense of direction will be able to grasp every turn. This kind of person never gets lost, has a strong sense of position, and often sticks to his opinion when asked. Today's four dissidents fit the characteristics of such people.

He nodded lightly to the little girl, and secretly noted the faces of the others. Maybe I'll be able to use it later.

The little girl's thin face changed from nervous to relieved, just now the little guy was more anxious than Quan Hao himself, for fear that he would be deceived.

The next thing Quan Hao wanted to know was how big the place the refugees came from, whether it was the whole Big 6 or just the same island. This is an important issue that has a bearing on the direction of future development. But how to express the meaning clearly is a difficult one. He thought for a moment, pointed to the island at his feet, and drew a circle the size of a dollar coin on the beach with his hand. Indicate that this circle represents the island. Then pointing across the sea, three more circles were drawn. The three circles were bigger than the other, the first one was the size of a coconut, the second was the size of a watermelon, and the third Quan Hao drew a circle with a diameter of two meters.

The meaning of this painting is more complicated, and not everyone understands it. For the first time, there was a phenomenon of mutual exchange among refugees. A few men who thought they understood but were not sure exchanged in a whisper, pointing at the rounds. Others who didn't understand pricked up their ears to listen, and from time to time someone showed a sudden realization.

Quan Hao waited patiently, and this time the answers he got were even more varied. Someone pointed to the position behind the largest circle, which seems to mean that the diameter of two meters is not big enough, and a bigger one must be drawn. Some people draw circles on their chests, presumably to express endless meanings. There are also those who point up to the heavens and down to the earth. This is even more obvious, as big as the sky, as big as the earth.

Although people don't agree on how to describe them, there's no doubt that they come from a big 6. One hundred and fifteen to two hundred and fifty kilometres east-north, there is a large 6 from which the refugees came. This is the result that Quan Hao spent half an hour to get from the comparison. You can't talk directly, and it's too inefficient to communicate with gestures alone. There was so much more he wanted to inquire about. For example, what is the social system on the big 6, is it a great unification or a melee of princes. Is there an emperor who is not the king of the whole world? There is no specific dynasty. If so, whether the name of this dynasty is Qin, Han, Sui, Tang, Song, Yuan, and Ming. Anyway, the Qing Dynasty can be ruled out, and the refugees don't have that disgusting braid.

But these gestures alone are absolutely inexplicable. If you want to know more, you can only get in touch with these people and try to learn their words as much as possible. This kind of contact must be a benign interaction, and now both sides do not know enough about each other, don't look at the sincere fear of the refugees, but Quan Hao does not believe that they are not wary of themselves. It can only be done step by step. Ideally, the refugees will be willing to obey him, and at worst, they will not be allowed to be malevolent.

Fortunately, he has food to win people's hearts. It's not early, and it's time to prepare breakfast. Quan Hao clicked on the two healthiest men in the front row and asked them to follow. The two men were a little hesitant, but looking at the bright tip of the harpoon in Quan Hao's hand, they still didn't dare to slack off.

Of course, Quan Hao didn't want to punish them. He just led them out of a mile to the cellar of the camp, took out a box of rice, and ordered them to move back to the refugee camp. He himself carried the roof of the straw hut, which had been folded all the time, over the cellar. Keep the contents of the cellar as confidential as possible. If no one knew how much food he had, it would be easier for him to do things in the future.

When the two men saw the white rice, they were immediately full of strength. The legs that had been trembling also stood up straight. Carrying a box weighing fifty or sixty pounds, he almost trotted all the way back to the crowd.

The refugees hula and gathered around. Not only did they surprise the whole box of rice, but even the box itself was strange enough. It's flat, smooth and a little transparent, which is really eye-opening for them who have never seen plastic products. Since coming to the island, there have been new and strange things that have challenged their barren common sense. The cylinder filled with water, the pot for cooking rice, and the box this time are all the most ordinary things, but they are so beautifully made. And Quan Hao's peculiar dress and slightly strange behavior also make this island resident who saved their lives even more mysterious in the hearts of the refugees.

Jeon Ho deliberately waited for a while to come back. He wondered if a box of rice would lead to scramble among refugees in his absence. Now at the critical moment when order is officially established, he doesn't mind getting rid of a few black sheep if necessary.

It turned out that they were still very peaceful, and the whole box of rice attracted the attention of the refugees, but no one dared to do anything about it. However, it cannot be ruled out that there are people with bad intentions, but they are cautious enough to know that there is no good fruit to eat when they move around.

Of course, this amount of rice cannot be eaten in one sitting. Quan Hao had no doubt that if he nodded, a mere fifty or sixty catties of rice would be completely fine for a refugee. He was holding a small measuring cup in his hand, and if it held rice, it would be able to hold less than three taels. That's what he set for the refugees. Quan Hao told these people that each person had a meal of rice in the morning and evening, and the children, women, and the elderly should take this cup as the standard, and the adult men could add another third. The rest of the food is replenished from the island. He also doesn't plan to provide rice for free, and every refugee has to do what he can.

If you want to eat, you have to work, this is the central idea of Quan Hao. The refugees have no objection to this, they couldn't find the proprietor if they wanted to work for people, otherwise how could they be exiled to a desert island?

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