our family is gone

Chapter 147 Gathering Refugees
Gene was panting heavily, and he had been beaten to death with a fistful of punches just now, but he also vented his anger.

Of course, it is impossible for him to run such a large business group without some brains. From the fact that he immediately bribed York to encroach on the business group when he knew that something happened to Walter, he knew that he was not stupid, on the contrary, he was very ambitious.

But he couldn't bear this kind of loss, and it wasn't the food. The real trouble was the military supplies, which were worth more than all the food in the warehouse.

It's gone now before he makes a move, but his own money can't be lost at all, otherwise no one can protect him, so he can only bite the bullet and eat this bad debt, no wonder he is so angry.

"All spread out! Nothing to see!"

The guards began to obey the order to drive away the crowd, and they had already watched the show that should be watched. Lance did not stay too long, and left with the crowd.

But Tiffany's doubts have not yet been solved. After leaving the crowd, her eyes carefully scanned the surroundings, and she hurriedly asked after making sure that no one was there.

"What's the matter?"

Lance was a little speechless looking at her mischievous eyebrows, even if it's okay to see you like this, it's okay.

She is indeed very smart, but that's all there is to it, everything is shown on her face if she is not deep in the city, no wonder she can play Beng Business Group for a month.

"You'll know when you come."

Lance didn't talk nonsense, and took her directly to his warehouse. It was his soldiers who were on duty at the door.

"I came here just now and your people didn't let me in~" Tiffany couldn't help complaining when she saw it. She felt that her status was getting lower and lower, and even the guards didn't listen to her.

Lance ignored her, and issued a strict order that no one could enter except him. If he really wanted to let you in, he would consider that these soldiers would have to be rebuilt.

"grown ups!"

"Open the door." Lance waved his hand, and the warehouse door was opened.

Tiffany didn't care when she saw that she didn't respond to her complaints, and she couldn't wait to walk in, only to find that the warehouse that was only one-third full yesterday was completely full today, leaving only a corridor for one person to pass through.

"This……"

She hurried forward to unpack a bag, looked at the grains in her hand, and just stood there in a daze, then turned to look at the piled ones.

"These are all... how is this possible?"

She didn't have much hope for Lance's previous statement, but the situation in front of her was really hard for her to understand.

Although he didn't say it clearly, his actions directly confirmed that he burned Gene's warehouse, but the problem was that Tiffany didn't understand how to transfer these things silently.

"Is this food enough?"

"Enough is definitely enough, and there is a surplus, but how do you do it?"

"Want to know?" Lance had a weird smile on his face.

"Say it!"

"Let's talk after you get my approval~"

"Why are you like this!"

Lance's appearance as a riddle made Tiffany's curiosity even more inflated, which was heart-scratching.

"I'm here to protect you. Sometimes it's not a good thing to know too much."

Lance was too lazy to continue playing, and directly ordered: "Arrange people to load the ship and leave for Totnes in two days."

Tiffany looked at the back of Lance's leaving. This teasing and irresponsible look really made her feel angry, but the matter still needs to be dealt with quickly, and the delivery date is approaching, so it can't be delayed any longer.

…………

A camp consisting of convoys appeared outside the city, surrounded by several cauldrons, and what rolled inside was not grass roots and bark, but porridge, real food.

Not to mention the mixed fish, that fishy smell is a precious meaty smell in this era.

The aroma of the grains is released along with the steam, and it is a fatal attraction for the hungry refugees who have lived here for an unknown number of days, and they approach them one after another.

But what faced them was the soldier's cold face, and the bloody sharp spear.

After two days of rest, the soldiers have already recovered and will be put into the mission in a better state.

"When recruiting serfs, literacy is preferred, craftsmen are preferred, and those who have special skills are preferred."

"See these foods? Eat two meals a day."

"The number of places is limited, come if you want to eat."

Lance stood on the roof of the carriage and shouted loudly, holding a simple loudspeaker rolled into the shape of a horn in his hand.

It stands to reason that he doesn't need to do it himself now, as long as he orders it, someone will help him deal with it.

But he didn't hand over this work to others. Now that the foundation is weak, he has to personally screen those refugees to prevent some waste from being mixed in.

At the same time, he needs to let those accepted refugees recognize his face and deepen the impression of those refugees, otherwise those people don't know who saved them.

The displaced refugees approached one after another, not because of Lance's words, but because they were simply attracted by the food. The first reaction of these people was not to join, but to pray.

"My lord, have pity on me, I haven't eaten for a few days~"

"My 80-year-old mother couldn't get up when she was lying down, and she wanted some food before she died."

"My six-year-old son..."

"I don't care what you guys do? If you don't join, get the hell out! I don't support useless people." Lance was angry when he saw these people.

The guys who surrounded them for the first time were not kind people at all. Why did they still have the ability to move when the grass roots and bark were all eaten up?
It is because these guys take up most of the food, they are squeezing and looting other refugees' supplies.

They are not eager to sell themselves into slavery unless there is a real crisis.

These guys were just placed at the gate of the city, if they were changed from outside, they would have rushed over and robbed them.

damn it!He has always been the only one who prostitutes others for nothing, but today these guys want to squeeze his wool?

Seeing that his words were useless, he immediately issued an order.

"Arrange the whole army and drive these guys out of me."

"Ha!" The gunmen raised their spears and attacked, driving away the surrounding waste.

The guy who was still praying was driven away, and the words in his mouth became cursing.

That is, Disma is not here. If he hears that someone dares to offend the lord, designate these guys to be fruitless.

And such a commotion made more refugees pay attention to this side.

"My lord, is what you said true? Can you really eat it?"

A man who looked like he was 50 or 60 years old came out, but he was tortured by suffering and looked very old, the same as [-] years old.

Lance sized him up, and he could tell from his callused, bony hands that this was an old farmer.

"That's right, work for me, and I'll cover your food and lodging."

"I'll join." There was nothing to hesitate, he had lost everything along the way.

(End of this chapter)