Chapter 469 New Life and New Atmosphere Huang Fuchun smiled bitterly on his face, while comforting his wife and children beside him: "Don't be afraid, I still have some strength!"
”The homeless people and Huang Fuchun have long dared not expect to eat any decent food, as long as they don't starve to death, anyway, the lives of people in the troubled world are as cheap as dirt.Standing on the harbor, they waited for half an hour, and finally someone led them and began to walk towards the camp.Leaving the port and seeing the smooth roadside, Huang Fuchun was dumbfounded."
This ...... ......He didn't know how to describe it, but what appeared in front of them was a cement road about 20 zhang wide, and a green belt was built in the middle of the cement road.There are also white seals and street signs on the road.There are also trees and green belts on both sides, and the road that seems to stretch to the horizon is filled with tall horse-drawn carriages."
Go to the right, don't run around, don't obey the traffic rules, you should be unlucky to hit and die, adults in each family, take care of your children!"
The man in charge of the team leader, while shouting, pointed to the homeless people who were running around, and came up with a whip: "Donkey hair stuffed in your ears, can't you hear?"
Take the sidewalk!
”Under the discipline of the whip, the team finally walked very neatly.At last they came to their camp, much to the horror of the outcasts, for there was no wall, but a fence of barbed wire, and rows of white houses inside.The camp has been prepared for them a long time ago, and it is the same as the prefabricated houses in Quanjiazhuang Town, which are all tall prefabricated houses, but the difference is that the ground has become a concrete floor, flat and smooth.You can't see water on the ground, otherwise, you will fall on a big horse if you are not careful.When they came to the camp, they finally smelled the smell of food, it was not that there was no food on the ship, but most of them were seasick, and now their feet were still weak, and the food in their stomachs had long been vomited.I smelled the smell of food and suddenly felt even hungrier."
Line up, don't crowd!"
Huang Fuchun took his wife and son to the place where the lunch box was distributed, the lunch box here is the same quality as the canned food box, similar to the stainless steel dinner plate of the canteen in later generations, the difference is that the quality is worse, the hydraulic stamping machine in southern Liaoning is adopted, forged, divided into four grids, and a pair of chopsticks."
Two large and one small, three servings!"
A fat man who handed out lunch boxes shouted and handed Huang Fuchun three set meals.Huang Fuchun took the tableware and continued to follow the front of the team.He finally saw what kind of food he didn't want to eat, there were only three kinds of dishes, shredded radish, shredded potatoes, shredded cabbage, and a small salted fish the size of a palm.Huang Fuchun's eyes were straight, when he hadn't suffered disasters before, he didn't dare to guarantee that he could eat this kind of meal every day?
Even though it's brown rice, it's rice!
There is no oil or water, but there are fish!
Huang Fuchun looked at the food on the plate, tears flowed down, how long has it been since he had eaten such a good meal?
Other displaced people also feel like this, Liaodong does not eat well, and can already be on par with the landlord Lao Cai, and he knew that surrender could have such treatment, and he also swam over.Soon after eating, everyone was full of burps, there was no way, although there was only one dish, steamed bread and rice were eaten casually, although the steamed bread was hard (made of potato flour and flour), but this was also a refined grain.After a full meal, the mood of the displaced people finally stabilized."
Listen, this lunch box will be sent to you, the bell rings at night, prepare to come and line up for dinner, your own plates, clean yourself, don't waste water!"
In fact, everyone dare not waste food when cleaning a fart, and the dinner plate is cleaner than a dog licking, so there is no need to clean it at all.When everyone had finished eating, they were gathered in a courtyard again."
Distribute clothes immediately, you go to the shower first, everyone washes themselves, you have to check!"
Soon, Huang Fuchun and his wife began to separate, he took his son into the men's bathhouse, before entering, let them take off their clothes all over their bodies, and then directly someone wearing a mask took it away.These homeless people, God knows if they have a contagion?
There was no big pool, all the showers, and all the tattered clothes of the homeless people were taken away and then destroyed.When these people finished bathing in the shower room, they came out with their clothes and began to distribute their clothes.It is two sets of clothes for each person, these clothes are not purchased by Quan Xu from later generations, but linen clothes produced in southern Liaoning, and one is woolen cloth clothes.From head to toe, everyone had it, plus a cotton garment, which was layered with linen, filled with a lot of duck down and cotton, and it was very long, up to the knees, and it was warm to wear.After taking a shower, changing clothes, the dormitory was allocated, along with the futon.Something like bedding, Quan Xu no longer needs to move from later generations, mainly the output of Liaodong, which can be completely self-sufficient."
Listen, everybody, the family is together, the single man is on the left, the woman is on the right!"
Like Huang Fuchun, people with wives and children can be divided into a single room, which has two beds and a small bed, although it is thick, but it is very clean.In this way, they bathed every day in this resettlement camp, were gathered to do exercises, and after half a month, someone finally came to settle them.These people are officials, they take the form, one by one to count everyone's age, hometown address, family situation, the official quickly fill in the form, everyone notices that they are not using a brush, but a ballpoint pen.There is no need to get ink on it, the font is small and delicate, and the writing is fast, which is really unusual.This is Quan Xu's invention again, don't look at the ballpoint pen is very small, and it looks like there is no technical content, in fact, this ballpoint pen can be very complex, even more difficult than bullets to make, and there are few countries in the world that can make ballpoint pens.Quan Xu thinks that writing with a brush is too painful, and it is okay to write an article of a few hundred words or practice calligraphy, but if you want to write a report of several thousand words or fill out hundreds of forms, it is very terrible to use a brush.The pencil hasn't come out yet, so I have to take a ballpoint pen to make up the number, but fortunately, this kind of thing doesn't take up space, doesn't take up weight, and it's a few million at a time, so it's easy.At the beginning, everyone was quite resistant, but after trying it a few times, all the officials unanimously agreed that this thing was really convenient to write and was a good assistant for the office, so this kind of pen was popularized in Liaodong."
Huang Fuchun!""
Official, the little one is here!"
The official looked at Huang Fuchun with a solemn face: "Do you want me to lose my job?"
In the future, you are not allowed to call yourself small in Liaodong, and you are not allowed to call me an official!
”"Yes, yes, yes!"
Huang Fuchun was so frightened that he almost ran down."
Your son's name is Huang Hongyuan?""
Yes!""
Twelve today?""
Yes, he was born in the second year of the Apocalypse, and now he is twelve years old!"
The official looked at Huang Fuchun and said, "You must go to school at the age of twelve!"
”"But I don't have any money!""
You don't have to spend money, you go to school in Liaodong, the government is responsible for tuition, and also responsible for food and housing, but if you are under the age of twelve, if you don't go to school, you will have to pay a fine, you know?"
After the registration was completed, Huang Fuchun took his son Huang Hongyuan and his wife Tian and began to officially go north under the guidance of the government.In fact, many factories come to recruit workers these days, and the wages they pay are not low, but Huang Fuchun believes that as a farmer, going to work is simply not doing a proper job.He refused to be hired and decided to reclaim the wasteland.This time they didn't have to walk, they boarded a four-wheeled passenger carriage, which had two rows of seats on the side, and could do a dozen or twenty people in one carriage.The carriage was fast, and there weren't many bumps in the bumps.The four-wheeled carriage was speeding on the highway, and Huang Fuchun looked at the vegetable fields and industrial areas on the side of the road......
On the highway, it extends in all directions, and on this main road, horse-drawn carriages are almost endless.Huang Fuchun's understanding of the power of industry is still very limited, but just by the cement roads and the traffic on the highways, he knows that Liaodong is very wealthy.In the fields, it is not yet the autumn harvest season, and the crops are growing happily, and a load of greens, cucumbers, eggplants, and baskets of tomatoes are constantly being picked out and loaded into horse-drawn carts to be transported to the town.Seeing that these displaced people from the northwest were dumbfounded, they never dreamed that they would be able to grow so many vegetables!
There will never be enough food in the Ming Dynasty, only the landlord will grow vegetables, and ordinary people will be reluctant to grow vegetables.However, there are too many people who eat vegetables in Liaodong, the army needs vegetables, schools need vegetables, factories need vegetables, merchants also need vegetables, and of course, canning factories also need vegetables.Don't look at cheap vegetables, canned fruits, the price is not much cheaper than canned meat.There are many people who grow vegetables in Liaodong, but there are also many people who eat vegetables, but growing vegetables is more profitable than growing food.Although Huang Fuchun didn't know this, he looked at his daughter-in-law and said, "When we have land, we will also grow vegetables." ”For homeless people like Huang Fuchun, everything in Liaodong is new.Vegetable patches and factories.And, of course, patches of grass."
It's a pity, what a good land, it's actually deserted.""
Really, what a loser!"
The coachman couldn't help but interject: "You guys are rare and strange, this grass is all planted." ”"Grow grass instead of food?"
Huang Fuchun felt that his head was not enough.The coachman smiled proudly: "Didn't you see it along the way, there are not many things in Liaodong, that is, there are many big livestock, there are many livestock, and there is naturally more grass to eat, and the income from planting grass is higher than that of growing grain, and it is also trouble-free." ”Only then did Huang Fuchun understand that Liaodong was so rich.The convoy of migrants continued to move forward, and every fifty miles they were quarantined they saw a huge post station.Each post station occupies an area according to the flow of people, the small three or five acres of land, the large twenty or thirty acres of land.After walking on the cement road for three days, the road condition is much worse, although it is not potholes, but the gap is very obvious compared with southern Liaoning.Huang Fuchun just began to feel novel, and slowly felt a little boring, because Liaodong was too big, and they still didn't reach their destination after ten days of walking in a carriage, but he was full of expectations for his new life.