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Therefore, no one will eat these unless absolutely necessary.

There's also Guanyin clay; if a person eats it, their abdomen will swell up like they're pregnant, and they'll eventually die... But in their extreme hunger, the disaster-stricken people had no other choice.

When there's nothing left to eat, people will start eating each other.

The village was unusually quiet. Just then, a series of slightly disordered and weak footsteps approached. Gu Xixi raised her hand, and everyone stopped. A group of ragged villagers appeared in front of them.

They were all emaciated, like dolls made of rubber skin tightly bound to humanoid skeletons, their bones and flesh pressed together. Their hair was a mess, like wild grass.

Everyone's eyes were empty, filled with despair and greed.

"Who are you? What are you doing here? Are you from the Land of the Setting Sun? I'm telling you, we have no food!"

"They have such delicate skin and tender flesh, let's eat them."

"Speak quickly, the green uniforms they're wearing look like People's Liberation Army soldiers?"

……

They discussed it, their hopes rising and falling. This natural disaster had left them with no food and no one to save them!

"We are the People's Liberation Army soldiers. Fellow villagers, we are here today to count the number of people affected by the disaster and to prepare for disaster relief. We have also prepared food."

As Gu Xixi spoke, some daring villagers tried to attack. Gu Xixi raised her gun and fired it into the air, silencing everyone.

But no one ran away; instead, they stared at them, pondering their chances of winning the fight.

However, the sight of the wooden gun did have some deterrent effect. Gu Xixi patiently continued, "Please trust us. Look at the green military uniforms we're wearing. No one would impersonate soldiers to deliver food to you, right?"

"If you want to eat your fill and no longer suffer from hunger, please put down your weapons and sit down."

Old Yang also came out. His Central Plains dialect was even more authentic. He repeated Gu Xixi's words and chatted for a few more minutes. Only then did the group gradually relax their guard.

Old Yang turned his head and asked, "Xixi, can we distribute the grain now?"

"Let them bring pots and bowls, and we'll start a fire to boil water and cook the relief food," Gu Xixi replied. The soldiers behind him then brought out four leather bags of water and a bag of relief food powder.

There are five large bags in one bag, each weighing ten pounds, enough to feed 20-40 people.

Old Yang continued to communicate, and the villagers were half-believing and half-doubting, but they couldn't resist the temptation of food due to their hunger. They did whatever Old Yang said.

Flames rose, iron pots were set up, and all the water was poured in. The villagers' eyes lit up, and they rushed forward, reaching out their dirty hands to scoop up the water and drink.

Fortunately, Gu Xixi was prepared; she had taken the first bag of water and given it to them to drink.

So they waited silently, waiting for everyone to grab the water and drink it... After the water was finished, all the villagers' eyes changed, and they looked at Gu Xixi and her group with gentleness, somewhat moved.

"Does everyone trust us now? Let's start cooking porridge to fill everyone's stomachs. Can you please stop fighting over it?" Gu Xixi forced a reassuring smile.

Her voice had a calming power. Everyone put down their weapons, as if all their suppressed pain and despair had found an outlet. Suddenly, everyone collapsed to the ground, utterly dejected, as if all their strength had been drained.

"They really are the People's Liberation Army soldiers... It really is water... It's clean water! Does this mean we won't starve to death in the village?"

"Waaaaah, waaaaah, we're saved! We can live!"

"Thank God! We've finally waited for this day! Waaaaah, waaaah!"

……

Many people were filled with regret, while others were satisfied. Still others stared intently at the large iron pot. Ten pounds of grain were put into the pot, and the contents gradually turned off-white... As the temperature rose, it became increasingly viscous, emitting a fragrant aroma of corn and potatoes.

A woman in the line raised her hand, "Sir, may I go and bring my parents back for a meal? They're so hungry they can barely walk..."

"Anyone from China can eat it. Can you carry it?" Gu Xixi asked, as she could send two more people to help.

The woman was overjoyed and wept with happiness. The other villagers quickly ran back home; after all, who didn't have a loved one lying at home on the verge of starvation?

Old Yang kept wiping away tears as all his memories came flooding back. He felt as if he had returned to his past, where the pain was being repeated. He squatted down and made the fire burn brightly.

I hope the food cooks quickly so it can save lives.

Before long, many people carried their families to the village entrance. Some of them were on the verge of death. Shen Qingyan stepped forward to check their pulses and pointed to most of them, saying, "Give them some glucose to help them get through this. After they eat, they will recover."

After examining the critically ill patients, he went to check on the other villagers who were still able to walk. "Everyone's stomach has atrophied to some extent, so they can't eat too much at one meal. Each person should eat about 200 milliliters per meal, and gradually resume eating. Later, each person can also receive a glucose drip to supplement their diet..."

The crowd was naturally dissatisfied. They couldn't understand a word Shen Qingyan said. All they knew was that when you're hungry, you should eat your fill. Now that they finally had food, they should eat their fill. It was better to die well than to starve!

Gu Xixi understood their concerns and repeated, "Everyone has been hungry for too long, and their stomachs have shrunk. If they eat too much at once, they will die! I know you are worried that there will be no food later, but I assure you, we will never abandon any of you. You will have food every day from now on."

“Our country needs to build houses and factories here, and we need a lot of workers. After everyone recovers, as long as you go to work, you will be provided with three meals a day... Everyone has hope of survival. Do you really want to be stuffed to death by a single meal now?”

After Gu Xixi's earnest persuasion, everyone finally put aside their restless preparations to seize the food.

"Ni'er, are you serious? Does the country really have enough food?"

"Ni'er, are you really capable of making such big decisions, you little girl? Are we really not going to go hungry anymore? As long as we work, we can eat our fill every day?"

"I do, I do, thank you, Miss!"

"I'm willing too, I believe you."

……

Half an hour later, the water finally boiled, and ten minutes later, a special pot of porridge was ready. Old Yang and the two soldiers arranged for everyone to line up to receive the porridge.

A little over half a spoonful per person is about 200 milliliters.

Shen Qingyan supervised and instructed everyone to drink slowly and only drink when it got cold... Everyone's eyes were only on this bowl of steaming hot food.

Some people couldn't resist, even though it was too hot to drink... Others followed suit... Gu Xixi wasn't angry, just sad. When people are extremely hungry, these are their survival instincts...

Even she might not be able to do it, let alone people living in a famine-stricken world where food and clothing are scarce.

After a simple meal, half a pot of porridge remained in the large iron pot. Everyone's attention was once again focused on the pot. Gu Xixi put the lid on the pot and asked, "Can someone show us the way to the next village?"

(Author's note: Happy New Year everyone! May you be rich, beautiful, and slim in the coming year! Please accept my blessings! PS: I'll be quite busy during the New Year period, so update times will be irregular, but I'll resume daily morning updates after the fifth day of the Lunar New Year.)