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Chapter 240 The aftermath of the fire

The night passed.The sun slowly rises from the hills in the east, and the warm sunshine shines on the earth, but Xingluo City is no longer what it used to be.

The city does not wake up from its sleep, but remains awake all night.There were charred buildings near the granary, and the streets were filled with people crying and crying after losing their homes, as well as poor people who were frightened by the fire last night and looked around with horrified eyes.

The air was filled with smoke and burnt smell, making people breathless.

Although the breakfast restaurant said it was open as usual, the usual bustling crowd was no longer the same. People were exchanging messages with each other in fear, and the words that came out of their mouths were full of bad expectations for the future.

"So many granaries are on fire. Not long ago, we saw carts of grain being transported out of the city. Are we going to starve to death here?"

A frightened citizen with deep dark circles under his eyes was talking about something on the street corner.He held tightly to the cloth bag on his chest, which contained a little bit of dry food he had rescued from the ruins last night.

"The situation may not be as bad as you said, but for now, it is always right to stock up on more food."

A well-dressed citizen took over and started talking.Although there was still a smile on his face, his eyes showed uneasiness and worry.

"You see, we are only 60 days away from the autumn harvest. We can't have two months of food rations, right?"

These citizens live in Xingluo City. Thanks to the city's income level and the continent's miraculous food production, these citizens have never experienced hunger since they were born.

An old man said after sighing.

"It's hard to say. There was such a war a few months ago. How can you dare to conclude that there is enough food?"

The old man looked at the half-burnt and charred granary in the distance, and seemed to recall memories of the past.

"Let me tell you, if you young people have any relatives in the countryside, hurry up and join them. The days ahead will not be peaceful."

Another young man interjected.

"Dad, you are a little too worried. Everyone has seen the management of Wuhun Palace these days, and they will definitely not let us starve."

Young people seem to be full of confidence in Wuhun Palace and Mu Zhe's rule. After all, the plan from 01 has indeed created more jobs in the city. The first salary these young people earned may be related to these.

"You will suffer losses if you don't listen to the old man's words. Young people should be more prepared." The old man paced towards the market. He planned to implement his idea and stock up more food.

Looking at the old man's retreating figure, everyone seemed to feel that they should take action.

"Dad is right. It's right to be prepared for any emergencies. It's right to buy more food now. Even if you buy too much, why don't you just eat more old food? It won't be a problem."

Everyone headed towards the market in groups. At the same time, there were not a few citizens who had the same idea as them.

They may also feel a sense of crisis, but it is more out of instinct and herd mentality.They don't really realize what kind of difficulties and challenges they face.

Zha Zhenting stayed up all night. The bloodshot eyes in his red eyes, the deep dark circles under his eyes, and the stubble on his face all represented how much pressure the events of last night had on him.

"Julio Hansen, tell me how much food we have left and how long we can sustain it." Zha Zhenting said, rubbing his eyebrows.

"My dear supervisor, stop lying to yourself. The report from 01 is very clear. Why don't you take a look for yourself?" Hansen sneered at the supervisor who had caused a big disaster.

He held a paper report in his hand, and the large red fonts on it were particularly eye-catching.

"Hansen, I just want to hear this data from your own mouth." Cha Zhenting buried his head in his hands. Exhaustion and guilt almost overwhelmed the newly appointed person in charge.

"Originally, the grain reserves were 2 tons. Now after this fire, we only have 6000 tons of grain left, and another 2000 tons are within the salvage range," Hansen said in a tone of voice. Said the person in charge who faced reality.He threw the report onto the table with a dull thud.

"Optimistically speaking, if we carry out optimal rationing normally, we can still survive for about a month."

"To be optimistic, to be optimistic, how can you say such a thing? I still have two months to go before I get food, my friend!"

Cha Zhenting finally freed his head from the cover of his arms and looked directly at Hansen with a pair of red eyes.

"If our person in charge had not drank one or two more drinks that night, or paid more attention to 01's warning, these difficulties today would not have happened."

Hansen finally vented the anger brewing in his heart. As the deacon of Wuhun Palace, how could Julio Hansen not understand the meaning of these things? If it weren't for this unreliable person in charge, how could those people Faced with such an embarrassing situation.

"Don't try to use your damn 'details will not be disclosed due to security reasons' or 'people involved in this incident have been dealt with' routines to fool you. This is the responsibility you should shoulder."

Zha Zhenting pressed his hands down to comfort the excited Wuhun Hall deacon.

"I came to you just to ask how to deal with these things. We have already provided food support. Do we need to get the food back because of these circumstances?"

Cha Zhenting tried to speak in a calm tone, but there was a hint of trembling and helplessness in his voice.

"This is a way. If we recover the 1 tons of food shipped out, this food will be enough for us to use the most extreme method to survive these two months."

Hansen's expression remained unchanged and he replied coldly.There was a hint of sarcasm and disdain in his tone, and no one knew whether he was joking or really supporting this approach.

"What if we mobilize grain reserves from other provinces further away?"

Cha Zhenting asked another question. He seemed to be looking for a glimmer of hope, or stalling for time.

"My person in charge. Do you know that raising food recently has pushed the administrative staff below to their limits?"

Hansen suddenly became serious when he heard these bastard words.He glared at Cha Zhenting with sharp eyes, as if asking him why he was so ignorant and irresponsible.

"It's a creative strategy to transfer food from more distant places, my lord!"

The deacon was pacing and waving his arms, his expression serious, veins bulging in his neck.He said in an exaggerated tone, obviously laughing at Zha Zhenting's ridiculous idea.

"And we can't drop all the grain from the provincial central granary. We have to disperse it to various transfer granaries for mobilization. How much manpower will this consume? There are also related security tasks. Our current manpower is far from enough!"

Hansen continued, using facts and figures to illustrate the scale of the problem.

"Do we really want to recover the grain that has been transferred? Is there no other way?"

"I hope the ingenuity of our person in charge can give us a better way, but this is the only thing we can do at this moment."

Hansen stared at Cha Zhenting with his eyes serious and his tone was serious.

"Don't forget, my boss, the market is about to open! Those panicked citizens are about to flood in, and they will buy a lot of food. Soon panic will spread throughout the city. Leave us some time Running out."

As he spoke, he looked away from the person in charge in front of him and looked at the floor-to-ceiling windows next to him. From there, he could see countless people slowly pouring into the markets in various cities.

(End of this chapter)