Crossing the famine, I am a poor fish, and my descendants have to work hard

Chapter 252 Devastated

"Ah! What is that?"

"Typhoon! It's a typhoon!"

"Run!"

In Yangzhou Prefecture, people who were still running out with dissatisfaction saw from afar a black line coming from the direction of the sea. The speed of the black line was very fast, and it felt as if it would be right in front of them in just a moment.

Those who lived close to home quickly ran home, while those who lived far away were also running for their lives.

Why didn't I listen to the prefect?

Why run out?

Then, it's too late to regret.

Halfway through the run, I was staggered by the wind, and then heavy rain came down on my head, making every step forward difficult.

The shops along the roadside were all locked tightly, and there was nowhere to go.

Going home is the only way to survive.

I walked along the wall of the shop with difficulty, faster, faster, faster. I was almost home.

However, the ruthless typhoon easily destroyed their dreams.

The blown tiles were scattered everywhere, followed by the beams and waist-thick trees, which were carried up to the sky by the tornado and then fell down again.

Those who were walking against the wall were crushed to death by the scattered tiles and wood.

Seeing this, people who quickly ran to a spacious place did not even have time to breathe a sigh of relief before they were swept away by the tornado and flew to an unknown place.

Zhang Xinshu looked at the house which had no roof. Fortunately, the main beams were still there, but they were shaking as if they would fly away at any time.

He was covered with oilcloth, standing in the middle of the room, feeling the weakness of human beings in the face of nature.

Zhang Xinshu's house beams were not saved in the end, and along with half of the wall, they were all blown away by the even more severe typhoon the next day.

Not only him, but nearly half of the houses, beams and roofs of the entire Yangzhou Prefecture were blown away.

The typhoon lasted for four days, and heavy rain fell for four days. Everyone wore straw raincoats and oilcloths and stood in the rain for four days.

On the morning of the fourth day, the wind gradually weakened and the rain slowly stopped.

But the flood in the streets was still flowing rapidly.

The sewers had been full for a long time, and the water could only flow along the terrain on the street. Fortunately, it was not very deep, only reaching the calves.

After entering the space, I changed into a set of short top and pants, and wore a pair of straw sandals.

He rolled up his trouser legs, released a few Saker Falcons, and went out to look for people in the mansion.

After walking a few steps, he heard the butler calling his name.

"I'm here!"

"Master, are you okay?"

"I'm fine. Go search the mansion for people. If you find them, have them gather in the lobby."

"Yes, Master."

He also walked slowly. The rockeries, landscaping, flower walls and galleries in the garden were all flying away or broken. Many branches and flowers were still floating on the water.

There were also some pots, pans, and utensils floating around.

I don't know if it's from my house or if it was blown here by the typhoon. I found a dead stick and used it to support myself so that I could walk more easily.

Soon, everyone in the mansion gathered in the lobby.

There were quite a lot of people, and many of them were injured. Most of them were hit by things, and some caught colds from being caught in the rain.

This number of people accounts for a large proportion.

Zhang Xinshu asked the court doctor to come quickly to see the patients. The doctor first fixed those who were smashed, dislocated, or had broken arms and legs, and asked them to rest on the table and not go into the water again.

Various prescriptions were then given.

Those who catch a cold due to wind and cold should also be prescribed medicine and those who have been caught in the rain should drink some.

The cooks and maids took out the firewood that had been stored in high places. Fortunately, not all the houses were blown down.

Clean up the kitchen, cook something hot first, and then boil some medicine, and you will feel much better.

Zhang Xinshu saw that there was no problem at home for the time being and prepared to go to the government office.

However, when he walked onto the street, his heart suddenly felt very uncomfortable.

After the typhoon, the city was in ruins.

The streets after the strong wind were littered with fallen trees, beams and building debris.

Vehicles were overturned, broken tiles were scattered all over the ground, and the road was blocked by crisscrossing trees.

Everyone was searching for their loved ones and friends in the ruins. The shouts and cries mixed together, which was heartbreaking.

The flood broke the levees and submerged large areas of land.

Many houses were flooded by the rain. Some people struggled to survive in the flood, while others were unfortunately swept into the water and their lives were unknown.

The clinic was filled with injured people. Doctors and apprentices were busy working, but due to the large number of injured people and the shortage of medical resources, many people had to wait for treatment.

Many families lost their loved ones in this typhoon disaster and their grief is beyond words.

In the face of nature, human beings are so insignificant.

He was heartbroken and felt powerless because of the smallness of his own strength. Although they knew about the coming of the typhoon in advance and had made preparations in advance, half of the people still suffered from the disaster.

With this feeling of powerlessness, I walked towards the yamen.

There was no one on duty in the yamen at the moment except him. He understood that they should also be rescuing their families.

He found paper and pen, wrote a big notice, and posted it at the gate of the yamen.

[Reporter, from Nancheng Garden]

At least I have some medicinal herbs at home, so I'll give them some.

After finishing these, he wanted to go to the other courtyard to take a look.

When we arrived at the courtyard, we were a little surprised that the security of the courtyard was not very serious. Most of the roofs were still there, except for the third floor. The wall collapse was not serious.

He checked and found that these were all made of cement and were very strong.

It seems to be designed by my mother.

There were only a few people injured in the village, and not many caught a cold. When the roof of the third floor was blown away, everyone went to the second floor.

Therefore, there is no less than Lin Duo.

At this moment, Zhuangzi's housekeeper was organizing people to salvage items.

The injured were also properly arranged.

"Master, why are you here?"

"Let me take a look. After we finish the salvage here, select a group of people to follow me."

"Yes, Master."

"Get our house in order and give me a detailed list."

"Yes, Master."

Zhang Xinshu waited here for them to deploy manpower.

About half an hour later, the housekeeper brought 120 people over. These people are currently in good health, with no external injuries and no colds.

Zhang Xinshu led them and divided them into 6 groups, with 20 people in each group.

Then he took these people to the streets to rescue them.

2 groups are responsible for one street.

Rescue people first. If there are people who are buried, crushed, etc., help dig them out or move them out.

If there is no one who needs to be rescued, just clear the trees that are scattered across the road to ensure that the street is more unobstructed.

The more I clean, the heavier my heart becomes. So many people are hurt.

He has integrated all the clinics and asked the maids and servants in the mansion to come and help, but he is still short of manpower.

There are still too few doctors.

There are not enough medicinal materials.

Many medical clinics’ medicine warehouses or cabinets were washed away.

There is an urgent shortage of hemostatic, anti-inflammatory, cold-treating and fever-reducing medicinal materials.

Looking at the patients groaning in pain but without any medicine, he clenched his fists. No, these people must take medicine, they can't just die like this.

He found a place to write and wrote a letter for help to his mother.

[Mom, after the typhoon, the place is devastated, with countless casualties. We are in urgent need of medicinal materials. Please help me].

Our own warehouses were blocked with sandbags, so not much water got in.

He cleared out a lot of items from the space bead, then took off the bead and gave it to Hai Dongqing along with the letter.

"Go, go find my mother. The sooner you go, the sooner you'll be back."

Zhao Yuanzhen was also rushing back with Lan Ying at this time.

She originally wanted to wait for Zhao Yuanlan to pick her up because there were too many robbing fishing boats, but now, she couldn't care less and went back to Yangzhou Prefecture first.

As the main landing area of the typhoon, Yangzhou Prefecture must be in chaos now.

She has to go back early.

She drove her fishing boat quickly towards Yangzhou.

After walking for more than a day, I received a letter from Zhang Xinshu asking for help.

Sure enough, the situation in Yangzhou Prefecture was not optimistic.

She has medicinal herbs, but the efficacy of traditional Chinese medicine is a bit slow. What she needs now is some special medicine.

"System, is there a spiritual spring?"

I asked before, a small bottle of high-end ones costs more than 70 yuan, and a small bottle of low-end ones costs more than 30 yuan.

The amount needed is too much, so it’s better to buy a spring and solve the problem once and for all.

"Replying to the host, yes, a low-level spiritual spring costs 9 million credits and produces 100 kilograms of spiritual spring water per day, and a high-level spiritual spring costs 17 billion credits and produces 50 kilograms of spiritual spring water per day."

"Can low-level ones cure diseases?"

"Return to the host. Yes, it can shorten the recovery time by two thirds."

Two thirds?

That's not three days, just one day will be enough.

"What about the advanced ones?"

"Reporting to the host, the advanced medicine basically cures all diseases."

So amazing? It's really advanced.

It's just a little too fake.

"If a high-grade substance is diluted, will its effect become that of a low-grade substance?"

"Replying to the host, if one pound of high-level spiritual spring water is added with 10 pounds of water, the effect will be the same as that of low-level spiritual spring water."

One pound is worth ten pounds.

So top?

"Can high-grade spiritual spring water prolong life?"

"Replying to the host, no, the life span of a person is fixed, but you can make your body reach the peak of health."

"What I mean is, if I drink the high-grade spiritual spring water, I can be much healthier, but my life span is 50 years, so I have to be energetic and die in good health?"

"Yes, host."

It's hilarious.

"Then give me a high-grade spring."

"Return to the host, there are not enough points."

. . . . . .

I forgot, I don't have any points. I was so excited to see the good stuff.

"Credit!"

"Okay, host, the points have been deducted successfully. You now owe 19 billion."

"System, you are too bold. You just lent out 19 billion just like that."

"Host, I remember every mineral you explored."

? ? ? ?

It means that if you don't give it to me, it will forcibly take the minerals?