Don't panic, the family boss is busy farming

Chapter 366 Where God Lives

The soldiers stationed at the Acropolis stood under the city gate, holding the warm regulations in their hands, and announced loudly:
"After urgent discussions and confirmation by the leader, the following regulations for the resettlement of the victims were reached—"

"The leader said that all the people in the world are our compatriots. If our compatriots are in trouble, the Xu family army will definitely not sit idly by!"

"Now the Xu family army will open the gate of the Acropolis, set up a temporary refugee camp outside Hunu County, five miles away, to resettle all the victims, and provide hot water, food, and warm clothes. All refugees, please cooperate with Xu Jiajun soldiers to do all inspections and confirm that they All my compatriots can enter the county and go to the resettlement site."

"Now, all disaster-stricken compatriots from all over the world are invited to come and register in an orderly manner!"

"I will wait day and night to complete the registration work as soon as possible. Please cooperate actively and don't disturb the order. Anyone who disturbs will be killed without mercy!"

Following the announcement of the soldiers' words, half of the closed city gate of the Acropolis was opened, and the tall and mighty Xu family army came out of the city gate, well equipped and armed with weapons.

They were divided into several teams in an orderly manner, some were in charge of registration, some were in charge of security, and some were in charge of distribution of supplies.

When they saw the buckets of hot porridge being pushed out by the cart, all the victims couldn't help showing their shocked eyes.

People still can't believe that there are such cheap things.

Before coming to Yuyang, they were actually ready to sell themselves to the Xu family army as cannon fodder.

But I didn't expect that Xu Jiajun had prepared so many things and gave them away for nothing, not to mention selling himself.

Someone asked in disbelief: "This, these are really free?"

Yang Wazi, who was in charge of distributing the food, said in a deep voice: "Of course it's not for free. This is what Xu Jiajun lent you. When you get over the difficulties and settle down, you will have to work to pay back!"

When the disaster victims heard this, not only were they not disappointed and angry, but they were relieved a lot. It sounds more reliable if it’s not a free gift~
Yangwazi had long been carrying materials such as wool blankets and distributed them to teams with old people and children. The victims felt that he was a trustworthy and good man in the Xu family army, so they boldly inquired:

"Master Zhao, how do we pay back the food? How much is the interest?"

Yangwazi hurriedly waved his hands to tell the victims not to call him Zhao Chaye, calling him a farmer who was born as a tenant sounds uncomfortable.

"We don't have any masters in the Xu family army. For those who are traveling with us, just call fellow daoists."

The victims seemed to understand and nodded to show that they knew.

Only then did Yang Wazi answer their question and explained: "The interest is two points. Afterwards, the total amount you borrowed will be apportioned to everyone, and everyone will repay it together."

The victims were illiterate and had limited arithmetic. When they heard about the new measurement of two dots, some people wanted to ask how much two dots are.

Yangwazi looked at the children at the back of the line who swallowed their saliva and had no strength, but their eyes were surprisingly bright, and replied impatiently:
"Two points are [-]%, and you will know when you enter Yuyang County and become Xu family members!"

After all, he deliberately showed a fierce look to shock the victims who delayed their mission, and let the children come up to serve porridge.

This is the newly harvested hybrid rice in Yuyang County this year. It is boiled into a thick porridge with salt sprinkled in it, which can replenish a little energy.

It was freezing cold, and the guards couldn't find vegetarian dishes, but the pickles they ate themselves were too small, so they could only cook pots of salt porridge for the victims to fill their stomachs first.

For most of the victims present, this kind of food is better than what they ate during Chinese New Year in the past.

The child is young and ignorant, and only thinks that salt porridge tastes better than honey.

The soldiers asked jokingly, do they know what honey is?They grinned their toothless mouths, smiled shyly and shook their heads, saying they didn't know.

Sensible adults can't help but think too much.

Xu Jiajun gave such good food to their irrelevant disaster victims. Although it was said to be borrowed, the interest rate must be high for such a good food.

Thinking of this, the victims didn't know whether to be happy or cry for a while.

But this salt porridge is really delicious!
Forget it, survival is the most important thing, even if Xu Jiajun asks them to repay the huge interest, they will admit it!

After the hot porridge is finished, it is time to register.

Xu Jiajun's inspection was very strict, and they were also very tightly dressed, with only one pair of eyes exposed from all over their bodies.

Not only did they have to check their hands, feet, eyes and teeth, but they also questioned their ancestors for eighteen generations. They were very strict and ensured that not even a fake disaster victim could escape.

After finally passing the inspection, children and the elderly who have nothing to wear can receive a blanket.

This blanket is very big, in order to keep the family warm, the victims will divide the blanket into several pieces to get the blanket, and the whole family will huddle together, wearing the blanket and following the ox cart and horse-drawn carriage driven by Xu Jiajun to Hunu County.

Not everyone can take a car. Young and middle-aged people with good physical strength have to go. Horse-drawn carriages only take women, children, the elderly, or victims of disasters with limited mobility.

There is a sun-like totem on each carriage, and most of the drivers are women.

The victims' eyes widened, and they were so shocked by these heroic girls who were proficient in driving cattle and horses that they couldn't recover for a long time.

"Father, mother, Xu Jiajun's car is so big!"

The little boy had never been in a car in his life, but now he was sitting on the bullock cart, his curious eyes were rolling around, and he couldn't see it at all.

The girl driving the chariot turned her head and looked over, seeing the thin child with gentle eyes, "Compared to the chariot, this is much smaller."

The child immediately crawled over, held onto the railing, and asked, "A chariot? What is a chariot?"

"Here!" The driving girl raised her hand and pointed to the front left. It was the military camp near the Acropolis. Because it was a pass, it was equipped with many chariots.

At this moment, these chariots are lined up on the yellow ground outside the barracks, conducting exercises.

For the locals in Hunu County, even if such a scene can be seen from time to time, every time they see it, they will still feel a sense of pride.

How lucky and secure they are to have such an army!

The driving girl looked at the child in the car who had already stared blankly, and the corners of her mouth couldn't help curling up.

However, as the ox cart drove away from the border of the military camp, people also recovered from the shock.

The boy in the car asked the driver curiously, "Auntie, where are we going?"

The girl replied: "The temporary refugee camp is still being built, and it will take two days to complete. Now I will take you to the church first. After the tent is set up, I will send you there."

"What is a church?" The boy asked doubtfully.

"Church!" The girl raised her eyes and looked in the direction of Hunu County, her expression became extremely devout, "That's where our great goddess of light lives!"

(End of this chapter)