Others are fleeing famine, but I am a salted fish

Moreover, the production of torches requires high skills and experience. The density and tightness of the fir bark binding in the inner core and the outer circle are different. To make them complement each other, it depends on experienced masters who specialize in this field.

Generally speaking, the things made by this kind of professional technical work can still be sold at a high price in the town, at least several coins for each piece. So, if those stingy women and children who are willing to spend a penny on several things see it, it would be strange if they don't grab a few pieces to take with them.

Besides, these few pennies are not disposable. Professionals make torches, and everyone who uses them knows that they can be extinguished by shaking them a few times. The key is that even if the flame is extinguished for a long time, the fire inside can still be retained. When you need to use it, shake it a few more times and the torch will catch fire again.

After hearing this, Lin Xiaoyue was shocked and kept shouting wildly, saying that the torch maker was so awesome. It turned out that everyone has their own expertise. The torches that he bought for a few cents could be reused. He was really a conscientious seller.

We have to give a thumbs up to the craftsman! 360 degrees without blind spots, thumbs up!

so amazing.

So, after everyone left the mountain village, the supply maniac hurriedly rode Maomao back on the first night after everyone fell asleep, and bought all the supplies that they failed to take with them for free and put them into his space, not even leaving out a torch.

It was like sweeping the ground. If others saw it, they would either be scared to death or curse her as a swarm of locusts.

As for Lin Xiaoyue, when she took action, she didn't even take the torches from the spare supply baskets placed by the women and children in several households, and no one cared.

Lin Xiaoyue was a person with great ideas and abilities, so it was not surprising that she simply put the things into the basket carried by her mule.

After resting for a while, when everyone had rearranged and distributed the torches, they set out again on the official road. The group of people couldn't help but act as if they were not to be trifled with.

They had to pretend. They just took a shortcut through the mountains and lived a life of good food and drink. They almost forgot that the famine situation in the outside world, with the plague, would be worse than they had imagined.

Within half an hour, they quickened their pace and overtook one group of refugees after another. They also used the fire-breathing trick three or four times, scaring away many refugees who wanted to rob them.

Everyone was shocked. They didn't go into the mountains to take a shortcut, but they didn't consider the serious situation in the outside world that was beyond everyone's expectations.

I also felt a little regretful, blaming myself for having lived too comfortably in the mountains, for having become lazy, for eating and drinking well, and for walking even slower.

Now it's good, look at them, they have "cars" and food, and they are all in high spirits. Not to mention other people, just look at the few families who came out of Linjia Village, they have not lost weight after fleeing the famine, but they look a little fatter... What a sin.

What time is it now? So many people have no food or water and are suffering from the epidemic.

But they were walking among a group of refugees who were as ferocious as wolves and tigers. Isn't this obviously a crime?

I miscalculated. I miscalculated.

The women of several families suddenly had an idea. They ran to the side of the road and wiped the dust on their heads, faces, and the exposed parts of their bodies with their hands. They looked like refugees because of their dusty faces.

But, how to get in shape?

Although he was not as big and fat as the landlord, he was still far from the skinny refugees.

Especially those refugees who could reach the state capital by taking bus 11, those people were just a bunch of bones, and they were staggering when they walked. If it were them, they would die of starvation or disease anyway, so they might as well give it a try, just in case they could grab a bite or two of food, which would allow them to survive for another day or two.

The village head and his men looked around. It was impossible to go into the mountains from here. From their feet to the state capital, the road in between was all plains and small earth slopes. If they went into the mountains, it would not be the way to the state capital at all.

As they walked, they discussed whether they should not go to the state capital and live somewhere else.

Haha, easier said than done.

There is no navigation here, and even maps are rare items with special significance. They represent the approximate range that a dynasty can control, as well as information about some strategic locations within the range. The importance of these is self-evident.

Among them, only Doctor Li, Doctor Qiao, Chun Xing and Shopkeeper Luo had been to the state capital. If they wanted to go to a place farther away, they could either follow the rising and setting of the sun and grope their way south; or after reaching the state capital, they could find an escort agency to entrust someone to escort them and have an escort master escort them.

No matter which one you choose, you have to go to the state capital.

The head of the village thought about it and still felt worried. They now had only fourteen males, including Old Man Lin who had a disabled leg.

Within half an hour, three or four people had already taken turns to spit fire to scare away the refugees who came to steal food. If they continued to be attacked by the refugees every time they walked a short distance, with more than ten people taking turns, they could only hold out for another three to five hours. What would happen after that?

Moreover, the disaster victims we have encountered so far are mostly scattered, without organization or leadership. These people are not a group, but they have a common goal.

Once someone took the lead, first with some "chicken soup" culture, then some Maslow's hierarchy of needs to brainwash them, the refugees were incited and rushed forward. There were more than 30 men, women, and children on their side, but they were still not enough for the refugees to fight.

No, no, the women must be allowed to join in as well.

Except for Xiao Si, Xiao Wu, and Xiao Maizi, everyone else had to learn the fire-breathing technique. Otherwise, if they only relied on men, they would not only get blisters on their mouths due to the flames, but sooner or later their internal organs would also be burned.

The head of the village explained his idea clearly to the men in each family, asking them to go back and persuade their wives not to walk ninety-nine steps and be killed halfway when they were about to see the dawn.

That's not worth it.

When the women and children heard what the head of the village said, they thought for a moment and unanimously agreed with his approach.

Indeed, if it weren't for the men supporting them, they would have been dead like most of the poor people who fell on the road fleeing famine. There would be no chance for them to hold on and walk here.

They had walked thousands of miles and the provincial capital they had been heading for was now right in front of them. Instead, the women became pretentious, hiding behind the men and acting like crying monsters.

Bah, don’t you see that this is a critical moment where women are being used like men and men are being treated like animals? Even a fourteen-year-old girl like Lin Sanya can stand in the front to protect everyone, but the older ones like them are hiding away and acting like squeamish. It’s disgusting.