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Zhang Wuliang and the others were puzzled and shocked, a single glimmer of light appearing in their eyes since yesterday: "How should we divide it?"
"Uncles, along the way to the town, we saw that although the wheat has fallen, it is still a bit early for it to fully ripen. There aren't many grains scattered on the ground, and if we collect carefully, there should be quite a bit."
Indeed, how could they not have thought of this? It was just that they were flustered and at a loss, unable to think clearly.
Liu Qingxi realized that this was indeed the case, so the issue of food was basically resolved.
As the saying goes, having food in hand brings peace of mind; this is the principle behind it.
In the face of disaster and blocked roads, what is the biggest problem? It is food!
Throughout history, what has caused the most suffering among the common people during disasters? It is hunger.
"I took a look; our Village has quite a few women and children, especially those around six or seven years old. They usually go up the mountains and down to the rivers and can help a lot, so the women will be responsible for collecting food."
At this point, Yang Yichen interjected: "I have some knowledge of astrology; it hasn't rained in recent days."
Whew~~~ That reassured them; at least they wouldn't have to worry about not being able to harvest food.
"Uncles, the men will be responsible for building houses. All the men will work together; not just those from the Construction Team, but even those who haven't learned anything can still do some unskilled labor."
"That's true; with this approach, there will be over a hundred strong laborers," Zhang Wuliang calculated in his mind.
"Also, those who have stored food at home must know roughly where it is located. We should dig it out to eat first; otherwise, relying solely on those few houses that haven't collapsed won't last long."
At this moment, Liu Qingxi felt fortunate that all the houses here were single-story and made of Earthen House materials, which were much better than reinforced concrete from his previous life.
Once an earthquake occurs, human strength is quite limited. After all, the solidity and weight of reinforced concrete cannot be moved by mere hands.
At this moment, the benefits of earth materials returning to nature can be effectively utilized, as people can quickly clear and level the ground with iron shovels.
"Good, good, good!" Zhang Wuliang exclaimed upon seeing Liu Qingxi come up with a solution so quickly, wholeheartedly agreeing.
Compared to the orderly arrangements made by Ten Li Pu, some villages were quite different.
Everywhere they passed, there were injured people. A woman was covered in blood, tears mixed with blood streaming down her cheeks. Her fingernails were all chipped and stained with blood.
She desperately dug at the ground, her voice hoarse and barely audible. If one listened closely, they would hear her mumbling, "Where are you, dear? Come out quickly."
A child around three or four years old was beside her, holding back tears and crying loudly.
In the final moments before the house collapsed, the man had used all his strength to push his wife and child out, only to be buried underground immediately afterward.
Such scenes were not uncommon; painful wails echoed from all directions, bringing sorrow to those who heard them.
Among the villages that stood out like Ten Li Pu was Sanhe Village.
In this earthquake, half of their village's houses remained intact.
At this moment, Village Head Liu was shocked: "Are these all houses built by Ten Li Pu?"
His hands trembled slightly, and the astonishment in his heart was indescribable; he even felt like laughing out loud three times.
The house guided by Liu Qingxi stood firm, with only the pots and pans scattered on the kitchen floor. The structure was intact, save for a few minor cracks that did not affect its overall stability.
Village Head Liu used both hands and feet to make his way to the neighboring village, where he encountered ruins; it was fortunate to find a few buildings still standing, and blood was everywhere.
He returned quietly, unsure of what to think. However, that girl...
Was this her surprise? Immediately, Village Head Liu gathered everyone together: "We will build the remaining houses using the methods taught by Miss Liu!"
There was no need for discussion; without a doubt, Liu Qingxi's methods were the most correct.
"Whoever has learned it will be responsible for directing everyone!"
Thus, witnessing the houses that had survived the earthquake, people eagerly began to imitate Liu Qingxi's new techniques.
Several villages centered around Ten Li Pu took decisive action on the second day after the quake, launching a vigorous self-rescue and post-disaster reconstruction effort.
Liu Qingxi's name spread to every corner almost instantly.
If there had been doubts about her name before, now the facts proved she indeed had the capability.
At this moment, those who had previously doubted Liu Qingxi were regretting their skepticism, while those who boldly chose to believe in her were overjoyed, giving themselves a big pat on the back for their courage.
At this time, Liu Qingxi was completely unaware of her newfound fame.
She was busy directing the people of Ten Li Pu in their work.
At this moment, the villagers did not wear the despair of disaster; instead, they were filled with hope. Indeed, human potential is limitless at any time.
Especially when faced with life-and-death choices, even the children did not complain of hardship or fatigue, working hard to help the adults harvest the crops, their dark faces filled with unwavering determination.
This trial did not crush their spirits; rather, it made them mentally stronger. This belief in surviving against the odds supported their future efforts to overcome numerous difficulties.
Five days after the earthquake, every household in Ten Li Pu had tidied up as much as they could.
However, there was still no sign of relief efforts from the court.
Liu Qingxi couldn't help but grumble that by the time the court officials arrived, everything would be too late.
Time rewinds to two days prior, on the third day after the earthquake.
An urgent letter had been delivered to the Imperial Study the night before, but by the time the emperor saw it, it was already after the second morning court session.
Immersed in Queen Wang's soft embrace, he found it hard to focus on anything else. Even during morning court, his mind wandered; he wished he could be glued to her side at all times.
He wondered how this middle-aged woman managed to stand out among so many young maidens.
With a sudden sound, the emperor jolted awake as his brush fell from his hand, a drop of thick ink perfectly covering the words "Earthquake" on the letter.
"Come here! Summon the civil and military officials!"
Thus, the ministers who had not yet left the palace after court were immediately called back.
Faced with the anxious expression of the Emperor, everyone felt a surge of anxiety in their hearts.
However, when they learned about the earthquake in Linyi, which affected the nearby eighteen counties, the ministers' faces turned even more dramatic.
"Which of you esteemed officials do you think is suitable to go for disaster relief?"
The crowd, led by the Crown Prince, quietly took a step back, fearing that the Emperor would call on them. After all, it was a disaster area, and there was a risk of encountering violent mobs, with no guarantee of return.
Thus, regarding the issue of who to send for disaster relief, a lengthy discussion unfolded in the Golden Throne Hall.
By the time the disaster relief supplies were fully prepared, another two hours had passed.
As time ticked away, County Magistrate Zhou was filled with worry.
With only a small amount of stored grain in Linyi, facing the displaced people after the earthquake was simply inadequate.
"What’s going on? Why hasn’t anyone come from above? Master Wen, hurry and urge them again."
"My lord, we have already urged them. The disaster relief supplies are on their way."
County Magistrate Zhou slammed his hand on the table!
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