A Husband Who Traveled Through the Famine and Developed a Chronicle

Chapter 42 The Escape Begins

That is to say, but many refugees have never even been out of the town in their lives, let alone Quanzhou next door to Ganzhou. No one knows what will happen after they really arrive in Quanzhou.

It would be fine if it was as the officials said.

If not, what should they do?

After becoming a refugee, life and death are not in your hands.

The refugees fell silent, and the official did not urge them, but only said that they would be given a day to think about it, and if they wanted to leave, they should go to the city gate to register, and then someone would naturally take them to collect food.

The government did not move out the grain.

Otherwise, before the food is distributed, it will cause looting by refugees, and it is even more likely to stimulate them to break into the city gate desperately and enter the city to grab food.

In times of peace, they are well-behaved common people, but when famine comes, they are the most terrifying hungry wolves.

For a bite to eat, they can do anything.

Bai Xia got the news and quietly backed away.

"three……"

"Shh..."

Bai Xia stopped Li Xiuyuan's voice with her fingers, and led him to the other side of the path, until she reached a position where the official road was completely invisible and there was no one around, she let go of his hand.

"We can't enter the city," she said with a frown. She had just discovered that the gates of the city were full of officers and soldiers on duty. Anyone who wanted to enter the city had to check their household registration, unless they were from Wu County.

People from every town and village couldn't get in.

Otherwise, these refugees would not have rioted and forced their way into the city gate.

What she didn't expect the most was that there was a severe drought in Ganzhou. These officials didn't want to provide disaster relief. Instead, they wanted to drive out the people and turn good people into refugees. She always felt that there was something weird about it.

Aren't they afraid of being blamed by the court?
But speaking of this, coming to the county this time is not without any gains. At least it can be confirmed that this dynasty is called Daxia, and now there are wars rising in the frontier fortress.

The specific location of Ganzhou is not clear, and I don't know where Quanzhou is.

However, they can follow the refugee team to Quanzhou, which solves the problem that they do not have a map and do not know the way.

It's just a little bit bad.

If there is water or food on the road ahead, it must have been scraped off by the refugees, and they will not be able to catch a single hair in the back.

But there are benefits too.

That is to avoid gathering with refugees and save a lot of trouble.

She doesn't care about the food, the energy value in her hand is enough to last for a long time, but the water can't be ignored.

"Then what should we do? Leave Wu County?"

The two of them walked for several days and finally reached Wu County, but now they are told that it is useless even if they get here, because they can't enter the city gate at all.

The matter of finding the map was also ruined.

"No rush, let's wait"

"The government intends to drive the refugees to Quanzhou, and they also give each person a catty of brown rice."

"They gave away rice and grain to expel the refugees. Then they will definitely send people to follow them until it is confirmed that these refugees have left Quanzhou."

"Otherwise the refugees took the food but did not leave. Wouldn't the government give up the food in vain?"

That's the reason.

The government has paid out the food, so isn't it afraid that these refugees will turn their faces and deny people after taking the food, and continue to stay outside Wu County?

So it is inevitable to arrange people to watch these refugees and let them leave Wu County obediently, but who will be sent?Could it be the middle-aged official?
"Then shall we go to collect food?" Li Xiuyuan asked.

Bai Xia thought for a while, then shook her head.

"No, there are thousands of refugees. Although everyone can receive a catty of brown rice, it is uncertain whether the brown rice can be eaten after receiving it."

"Two fists are hard to beat with four hands, not to mention that we are just two children, and we couldn't even beat the few refugees last time, let alone the thousands of refugees outside Wu County."

One person, one foot, can trample them to death.

The two of Bai Xia hid in the alley, and they had to always pay attention to whether anyone was coming around. They had been quietly waiting for the movements of the refugees.

And those refugees finally made a decision, staying in Wu County may not be able to survive, there is still a glimmer of hope when they leave, and the most important thing is that they can get some food when they leave, and they will get nothing if they stay here.

The government sent people to register the names of the refugees, and then every group of five refugees was tied up with ropes by ten officials and strung together into the county.

Twenty refugees can be admitted at a time, and these refugees are not based on individuals. Most of the refugees who enter are the head of a family. There are more than a dozen people in the family, and there are four or five people in the family. This arrangement Going down is equivalent to entering 200 households at one time. According to the average of ten people in each household, this is the ration for [-] people.

It is no problem for a grown man to move more than a dozen catties of rice.

And because the person in charge of his own family was tied into the county by the officials, the refugees who stayed outside did not dare to act presumptuously, for fear that they would hurt the people who went in because of their troubles.

Although being tied up into the county town made these refugees feel humiliated, it was not unbearable to think of receiving food.

Bai Xia admired the person who came up with this idea.

With a small amount of food, a large number of refugees can be driven away, and the food is only one-tenth of the poll tax they collected from the refugees.

After all, when the grain tax was collected, the grain tax was increased by ten catties per head, but now it is only a catty, and the government is still making a lot of money.

There were only a thousand or so refugees in total, they entered the city as households, the number was small, there were officials guarding them, and their hands were tied, so naturally nothing would happen.

Soon, the first batch of people who entered the city came out under the escort of the officials, all holding a sack in their hands, some were many, some were few.

Since the government collected the grain tax, they have never seen so much grain again. Most of them are supported by bark and grass roots. They can't stand it anymore, so they come to the county town to beg, and wait for the rich households in the city to donate porridge, just like this. live.

Seeing that the government really gave food, the eyes of the refugees lit up.

Some of them couldn't help thinking about breaking into the city again, but they just took a look at the fierce officials guarding the gate of the city, so they had to put away their thoughts.

It's a pity that I can't beat it!

These people are still too happy.

Even if you get the rice, but without water, how can you turn the rice into rice?
Is it possible to eat it dry?

But Bai Xia doesn't have this trouble. As long as her transformation pool has energy value, she can continuously take out rice, saving the water consumption of these refugees to the greatest extent.

Apparently, these refugees were still immersed in the joy of getting food, and they didn't think about the problem of water source at all.

And Bai Xia also saw business opportunities in these people.

A group of refugees with food, maybe some of them still have silver, but because they can't enter the city, they can't buy food. As long as they can connect with them, then her energy value will not be lacking.

Even, it can be exchanged for some other things.

Bai Xia's eyes lingered on the scholar among the refugees for a moment, then moved away quickly, and landed on a refugee suspected of being a woodcutter. In the baggage sitting under his buttocks, she saw a wooden handle. Most likely an axe.

(End of this chapter)