No one can shake Xu Shiyang's determination.

Wen Ji couldn't do it, Ma Yi couldn't do it, so naturally his granddaughter couldn't do it.

Dead soldiers are not suitable to be captains to lead refugees, but beating people is absolutely no problem.

Leading by Lu Zhishen, five soldiers stalked into triangular formations and rushed straight over, quickly knocking over the crowded young and strong refugees.

How could the refugees be Lu Zhishen and others? After the people in front fell down, the rest immediately dispersed to both sides.

The five selective soldiers immediately followed up and chased the refugees with thick wooden sticks and beat them up for a while.

The refugees were scared by the men in the morning, and now they have replaced them with a group of more ruthless people, so naturally they dare not fight back.

Hundreds of refugees who were rushing in front were beaten by 10 selected attacks and fled everywhere, and during this period, there was not even one who dared to fight back.

"Hold your head! Lean on the ground! Don't stand up! Whoever stands up will be beaten!"

The soldiers of the Xu family roared loudly, forcing the refugees to face down and lie on the ground with their heads in their arms.

After a while, all the young and middle-aged refugees huddled in front were lying on the ground, and none of them dared to look up.

The women and children behind them were hesitant and wanted to lie down to avoid being beaten. However, the vicious thugs (the image of Xu Jiajun in the eyes of the refugees) reminded them not to do so.

The Shen Jibing stood up and did not ask about his age. He only judged his identity based on his height and size, and formed the remaining young and middle-aged men and women and children separately.

After each team had a full 100 people, someone immediately took them to the front and received the porridge in the order of queues.

Han people are always smart. They quickly realized that today they could only eat porridge and rice earlier by queuing up quickly. The result of being forced to the front was to get a stick, lying on the ground, waiting for others to eat first.

After more than 20 teams were lucky enough to eat porridge first, many people even formed teams consciously in order to get food sooner, which greatly accelerated the speed of food release.

When it was dark, after going to court, he found that his fourth brother and the Xu family were not at home. Wen Zhong asked a little and learned that Xu Shiyang had killed the people in the market, and was following Wen Ji to rectify the people in the market.

Afraid that they would suffer losses, Wen Zhong and Wenshu immediately ordered a hundred clerks, and then gathered a hundred tenants from their own manor. A total of two hundred people came to the city north of the city.

When he arrived at the place, Wen Zhong took advantage of the torch and saw a few heads high on the wooden pole.

The eldest young man from the Wen family turned dark and hurried into the market, but found that it was not as messy as he had imagined before.

On the contrary, the situation here can even be said to be quite orderly.

The crowds of refugees in the market have been divided into dozens of orderly queues, each queue seems to have to be up and down, sitting cross-legged in front of a dozen large pots that are distributing porridge. Anyone who is the turn to get the meal, and those who are not turn to stay honestly.

After drinking the porridge, people will be taken to get a bundle of fluffy hay, spread it in a designated location as required, and then you can lie down and rest.

The whole process was silent, with only a few strangers shouting the same words over and over again in their hoarse voices:

"Line in line to receive meals! Line up to make beds! Line up to rest! If you want to make it convenient, call for a report in advance! Go to the pit on the other side of the wall to solve the problem! Otherwise, each person will have ten sticks!"

While speaking, dozens of guys who looked like thugs and Xu family soldiers patrolled back and forth with sticks to prevent violations of discipline.

Seeing this scene, Wen Zhong, who was frowning along the way, suddenly felt much more relaxed.

He quietly walked to Xu Shiyang and Wenji. The two young men didn't see him at all. They were discussing the next work with Ma Yi with the light of the torch.

Well, it was actually just Xu Shiyang who issued the order alone.

"The marshalling has been completed. According to statistics, so far, there are 97 and a half squadrons here, 9755 refugees and beggars."

Xu Shiyang's voice was a little hoarse, but it was still very clear and full of energy, showing the vitality of the young man.

"There were 75 people dead today. I asked a little bit, and it was less than the previous few days, but there were a few details. There was no specific data before, so I don't know. I can only say that fewer people died is a good sign."

"But that's not enough! There are still too many people who die! Starting tomorrow, according to the team organized today, you will put grain twice a day, each time, each person will have a bowl of porridge! After three days, you can add more rice to make the porridge thicker, and then add some cheap vegetables such as salt and radish. In half a month, the first person will be able to eat some dry rice!"

"I would like to emphasize again that you must queue up when releasing food, and you must be arranged according to today's team. Whoever is not good is not allowed to eat! Those who are in line to beat military sticks will be beaten ten times the first time, the second time the second time the second time the second time the second time the third time the beheading!"

"Don't be afraid of death! So many people die every day now, so these are not bad! In addition to violating discipline, those who insult women and children and harm other refugees will be beheaded directly. Don't be polite to anyone!"

"We are also ourselves and our subordinates! Who can't control themselves at this time? Don't blame me for cutting off the things he can't control!"

Ma Yi interrupted at this time, "All are good kids, but they can control them. But there are two porridge and extra meals a day. Do we have so much food here?"

"In the past, many people died every day, and many new refugees would fill in. By the time of tomorrow, there would definitely be more than these people."

Ma Yi's granddaughter added:

"We are here for half a month, and I'm afraid all the refugees and beggars in Lin'an will come here. At that time, there will probably be more than 20,000 people. The longer the time comes, the more people you have to raise."

Xu Shiyang replied loudly:

"I will send someone to Shuangyu Port tomorrow to contact me. I still have some money there. I will ask them to spend 30,000 yuan to buy Indian local cloth and grain. No matter how many people come, they will not be afraid."

For Xu Shiyang, Lin'an is a pilot project. If it can be successful, he will start to pacify refugees and beggars in major cities in Jiangnan. If everything goes well, this project can provide Xu Shiyang with a population of more than 20,000 yuan every year.

For Xu Shiyang, these labor forces are much more valuable than tens of thousands of chunks of money.

"Also, starting today, this place will not be called a market! We will not do population trading! Starting today, this place will be changed to the shelter! Let all refugees tomorrow, that after eating my porridge, they will be my people! Don't always think about selling yourself! I won't sell it anymore!"

"All refugees, after twenty days to one month of food and accommodation in the shelter, I will send a boat to transport them to Jiangbei! At that time, they should be able to recover to the level of being able to take a boat."

"During this time in the shelter, refugees cannot be idle either. People are idle and they are free of food and may easily have something to do!"

"Men go to dig toilets, collect materials to build some earthen houses and huts, and also do some training to protect the shelter; young women are responsible for helping with cooking and washing clothes; children are responsible for cleaning the camps, all moving! Don't be idle!"
Chapter completed!