The late Ming Dynasty in the living room

Chapter 4 Laishui County
Fang Yu felt very annoyed. He had talked so much with Teacher Pan before, but he never thought of solving this problem. He couldn't just shout at the top of his lungs for a long time every time, right?

Besides, now that we have to go to the county seat, it would be very troublesome for Teacher Pan to open a macro to search.

How about the mother-son connection? Just as Fang Yu started to worry, another big thing slowly fell from the sky.

This thing was more than two meters high and shaped like a large disk. Fang Yu was relieved when he saw it. It was a two-way intercom that he dug out from the bedside of his bedroom.

Ever since Fang Yu entered adolescence, he began to strictly prevent Teacher Pan from entering his bedroom, so Teacher Pan arranged this thing for him in his bedroom.

Because it is very small and is mostly used next to baby's bed, the name is Baby-Call...

Now this little thing has become a behemoth in the Ming Dynasty. It is impossible to carry it with you, but you can still push it around.

Of course, Fang Yulai didn't have to do this kind of hard work.

After listening to Fang Yu's explanation that it was "used to talk to friends in heaven," old man Zhao looked at this thing and his eyes were immediately full of awe: Wanli Sound Transmission, this is a divine object!

Since it is a sacred object, the person who does the work must find a few reliable people, so Old Man Zhao reached out and made a move, and the three smart young people from before took over this glorious task.

A group of refugees had something in their stomachs, and their originally procrastinating journey suddenly sped up. At this speed, they would be able to reach Laishui County before dark today.

Fang Yu roughly counted the number of people, and including the dozen or so people hanging behind (to build graves for Axiu's parents and the fallen refugees), there were less than 400 people in total.

Thinking back to what Old Man Zhao said about the crowd of 6000 or [-] people on the official road when we set out, and then comparing it to the people in front of us... we can imagine the inhuman hardships they experienced along the way.

How else can I say that I would rather be a dog in a prosperous age than a person in troubled times?
Fang Yu was holding Axiu and walking next to the intercom. Three young men were careful, two were supporting him and one was pushing him from behind.

There was also an old man Zhao who walked in front with his waist bent, filling holes when he encountered them, and carefully cleaning up small stones when he encountered them, for fear of breaking the skin of the "sacred object".

While talking, Fang Yu knew that the people supporting him on both sides were two brothers, their names were high school sophomore and senior year...

Fang Yu frowned when he heard the name. Those were the most painful two years of his life.

There is also the young man in the back who looks very smart, his name is Liu Ji.

Fang Yu nodded sincerely and said, "This is a good name. Do you know Liu Bowen, the number one military advisor of Emperor Taizu of the Ming Dynasty? His name is also Liu Ji."

Just when Liu Ji heard about the glorious deeds of his predecessor with the same name and felt very excited, Old Man Zhao came over and whispered: "He is different from Liu Bowen. He is a chicken, duck and fish, because he is An old hen died at home when he was born, and his father felt sorry for him, so he named him Liu Chicken."

Fang Yu:......

The group of people hurried along like this, stopping at noon to replenish a delicious meal (rice noodles, of course), and then continued on. By the time the sun turned westward in the afternoon, Laishui County was already in sight.

At this time, I heard someone shouting from the front: "Break it, break it!"

As for what was broken... of course it was rice noodles. After all, there were many people in the county, so after moving the nearby parts, they moved to a distant place.

Fang Yu saw many people carrying burdens or driving donkey carts coming in the opposite direction. There were also some women and half-grown children carrying baskets.

They ignored Fang Yu's business ethics and had very clear goals, heading straight for the rice noodles behind them.

If nothing else, people from nearby villages are also coming.

The main theme of the late Ming Dynasty was hunger.

Although wars and natural disasters are terrible, they don’t always focus on one place.Only hunger is eternal. People in the city are hungry, and people in the countryside are also hungry. People in the north are hungry, and people in the south are also hungry.In fact, it will take more than 300 years for the people on this land to completely get rid of hunger.

A rice noodle dropped by Teacher Pan unintentionally is now counted among the living.

In the evening, Fang Yu and a group of refugees finally arrived in Laishui County.

"We are not allowed to enter. They said that the county had already ordered us to camp outside, as long as we don't cause trouble and block the moat. They also said that they will send some things over later."

After negotiating with the city gate guards, Old Man Zhao came back and reported to Fang Yu.

It was expected that the refugees were not allowed to enter the city. Even if they went to the capital after all the hardships, the rules were the same.

Because there are no houses in the city that can house a large number of refugees, and there are so many refugees who suddenly run in and have nothing, it can easily cause public security problems.

Nowadays, because of the presence of "Fang Shenxian", this group of refugees no longer worry about the problem of food. As long as the problem of food can be solved, the people of Ming Dynasty will be the most docile people in the world.

Therefore, after hearing that they could not enter the city, the refugees did not express dissatisfaction. Instead, they looked around and thought about building a shed for themselves.

Fang Yu noticed that the guards at the city gate seemed to be facing a formidable enemy, and even had their swords and spears out.

There was also a man who looked like a government official peeking his head in the doorway. Seeing that this person was "emotionally stable", he quietly let out a few breaths and looked very lucky.

What is he thankful for?Of course, they are afraid that the refugees will be incited to rebel on the spot.

Fang Yu also hugged Axiu and found a clean place to sit down.

Modern people's ability to endure hardship is definitely not as good as these refugees. They looked like they were fine after driving for a long time, but Fang Yu's legs were sore from exhaustion.

Well, it was mainly because he was tired from holding Axiu, Fang Yu comforted himself in his heart.

Looking at the refugees again, these people are really not organized at all. Those who are familiar with each other are gathered together in piles, while those who are alone consciously choose their places far away.

There were only 400 people, and the furthest one was actually two or three miles away.

Fang Yu called Old Man Zhao over and said, "Although it's just a refugee camp, we definitely won't be able to leave in the short term, right? Since we want to stay for a long time, we have to plan it carefully like in the county."

Old man Zhao was still cheerful and immediately expressed his position: "We will listen to the master's arrangements."

Fang Yu actually had no intention of being the leader, but he still had to talk about the issues that needed to be said. Fang Yu thought about it for a while and said: "First of all, we can't spread too far. We only have a small number of people. How should we take care of things if they are spread out so far away?" ?

We designated a place around the moat and put up the sheds together. "

Old man Zhao nodded.

“In addition, several areas need to be set aside in this area. In addition to the area for building sheds, we also have to set aside a special place for drying clothes and a place for clean water.

There is also a place to throw away domestic garbage, and several toilets must be built, with walking paths in between. "

As Fang Yu talked, he took a branch and drew on the ground. For example, he told Mr. Zhao that the sheds should not be too close or too far apart. He also told him that the garbage dump and toilets should be built in the downwind direction.

The passage should be wider, the land should be leveled, and a drainage ditch should be dug next to it...

(End of this chapter)