Yang Xiu was unwilling to tell when the food would arrive at night, and Qian Yong, the chief catcher, was embarrassed to continue questioning.
After all, the food that has not yet arrived was raised by the county magistrate to relieve the people of Pingliang County from destroying their homes.
The police chief Qian Yong took the young county magistrate on another inspection tour of the dilapidated Pingliang County.
After an afternoon of investigation, Zhou Yi already had a preliminary understanding of the entire Pingliang County.
Originally, Zhou Yi thought that after coming to Pingliang County, he would first take these poor people to fight against the local tycoons to allocate their fields.
But after walking around, I found that there were no rich people in Pingliang County. Those who had some wealth had already fled the war-torn Pingliang County with their families.
And those who stayed in Pingliang County were poor people who had no way to leave.
Towards evening, the men who had been arranged by the catcher Qian Yong to count the number of people in the county also returned to the county government office.
The visitor reported the statistical results to Zhou Yi. Now Zhou Yi finally knew why the system provided him with unlimited rice and Fuling mustard.
Now there are only more than 1,800 people left in Pingliang County, one-third of the population are old and weak women and children, one-third are disabled with missing arms and legs, and the remaining one-third are still able to work.
There are at least twenty people including blacksmiths, carpenters, and masons. As for the literate people here, there are even fewer people. There are only seven literate people out of more than 1,800 people.
If Zhou Yi didn't have this system by his side and came to Pingliang County to be the county magistrate, it would be a complete start in hell mode.
It is said that the most scarce thing in the 21st century is talent, but the ancient feudal period in which Zhou Yi is now lacking is not only talent, but also population.
Early the next morning, Zhou Yi took Yang Xiu and five agents from the Yamen to the south gate with tools.
Zhou Yi originally thought that after yesterday's announcement, the people of Pingliang County would at least join the team of repairing and strengthening the city wall because of their own safety.
But as soon as Zhou Yi arrived at the South City Gate, he found that most of the men were disabled people led by Wu Laoliu, and there were only about twenty able-bodied people.
Seeing that Zhou Yi was actually a little angry, he couldn't help shouting angrily: "Damn it, these unscrupulous people! Repairing and strengthening the city wall is all for their own good. If the Huns invade the border again in the future, won't they just kill me?" Kill them?"
The catcher Qian Yong also saw the irritation of the county magistrate, and quickly comforted him: "Sir, please calm down first, it is really because it is the busy farming season..."
Being busy with farming, Zhou Yi took a look around the surrounding fields yesterday. The wheat, which is like weeds, has not yet headed. Zhou Yi really can't figure out what else they can do.
The military disaster half a year ago almost robbed most of the food from all the people's homes. Only a small amount of stored food buried in the ground could barely survive this difficult period of drought. When a person is hungry for a long time, he has no strength at all and does not want to work at all.
In addition, in the eyes of this group of people, building and strengthening the city wall was actually the government recruiting corvees.
These people have not seen the magistrate's food with their own eyes, so these people would rather lie down at home and save some energy than take a chance and come here to repair and strengthen the city wall.
After thinking about this, Zhou Yi couldn't help but regret. He should have started distributing food last night, and mentioned the suggestion of strengthening the city defense when everyone was full.
"You are still too young and lack experience! Fortunately, you are still a college student in the 21st century!" Zhou Yi secretly laughed at himself.
"Sir, what about now?" Qian Yong's words interrupted Zhou Yi's thoughts.
Zhou Yi cleared his throat and ordered everyone who had arrived: "Captain Qian, please divide these people into teams of ten, and then go to Brother Yang to register the number of people. At noon, cook according to the number of people registered. meal!"
Not to mention Qian Baotou's management ability is not bad, not long after more than 20 teams were divided.
Mr. Qian also specially divided a team of women to prepare pots for cooking.
There are more than 200 people in the team, more than 200 people, of which no more than 10% are functional. In addition, these people are hungry and tired, so the work efficiency on the first morning is not very high at all.
It's almost time, about eleven o'clock. Zhou Yi winked at Yang Xiu, who immediately came over and said, "Master, what are your orders?"
Zhou Yi whispered to Yang Xiu: "It's almost time. Take a few people to the granary to get the grain and mustard for these 200 people. Remember to cook the porridge thicker today."
Yang Xiu ordered it immediately after receiving the order from his young master. The people from the two teams found a few carts and went to the granary to get the grain.
It was approaching noon, and all the people in Pingliang County who came to reinforce the city defense were starving.
Almost everyone is wondering whether there will be food to eat at noon today, and whether the county magistrate's so-called family-destroying relief is a lie to everyone.
"In order to prevent unregistered people from waiting around, eating and drinking together, everyone lined up according to their original teams and prepared to eat according to their own teams." Qian Captou directly gave the order of County Magistrate Zhou Yi.
Soon these people who were originally scattered quickly found their own team.
The fast-moving team has already assembled and is the first to line up.
And those at the front of the queue can already faintly smell the aroma of rice porridge.
Not long after, the team of more than 200 people had formed several long queues.
When the lid of the porridge pot is opened, the hot steam flows to the surroundings along with the aroma of rice.
After the steam dissipated, the corvee standing in the front row saw the white and thick rice porridge. This is Pingliang County. The common people living at the bottom have never seen food porridge.
The corvee workers in the front row could not help but swallow their saliva as they smelled the rich aroma of rice.
But what surprised them even more was that Yang Xiu had another large wooden barrel brought in, which was filled with something bright red and oily. The contents of that barrel looked appetizing.
Zhou Yi opened the registration book and said to the people behind him: "Everyone comes here according to their own team and name to sign up for a meal before dinner. A bowl of porridge and a spoonful of pickled mustard. Anyone who has no name or surname in the book can't even think of coming to my place to eat." Drink!"
Wu Laoliu and his team were at the front of the queue, reporting numbers, making bets, receiving bowls, and serving rice in one go.
With Wu Laoliu's demonstration, everyone else followed suit without any hesitation.
When Wu Laoliu successfully got the first bowl of porridge, he took a sip without caring about the heat. He screamed because he was burned and couldn't bear to spit it out, so he just swallowed it.
After taking this bite, Wu Laoliu felt that his originally empty stomach suddenly felt warm.
Suddenly, Wu Laoliu realized that the mouthful of porridge he had just eaten was not like the government's disaster relief food in the past. It had a lump in his throat.
The excited Wu Laoliu shouted directly: "Brothers, what the county magistrate gave us is refined grain!"
