Chapter 771: Not happy at all

At dawn, the city gate opened.
A team of soldiers guarding the city went out to practice in the morning fog, and the slogans of the marching line shook the earth, and they awakened the city.
Along with the creaking of the axles and the hissing of horses, dozens of heavy-duty wagons came from the Black Forest, pulling hundreds of tons of brown coal into the city, to ensure the fuel needed by nearly 100,000 people in the city.
In addition to coal, goods such as wood food cloth are also transported into the city by carriage. The products of the surrounding villages and towns were pulled into the city in exchange for the products of the workshop.
Although the transportation around Hanfeng City is still inconvenient, the regular carriage of horses and carriages has inspired the scattered productivity of villages and towns. This is how cities gather and supply more resources, creating a scale effect.
Materials are still in short supply, but at least the problem is solved. It really didn't.
Of course, the premise of doing this well is to have a good manager. Not boasting, Zhou Qingfeng felt that his current management was still qualified.
For example, in the past six months, the population of Hanfengcheng has approached 300,000 from more than 200,000.
A large number of refugees came from the north. In summer, the carrying capacity in the city is limited, and many migrants can only gather outside the city to build shacks, making it difficult to survive. Let these people stay outside the city in winter, and it will not be long before they will all die.
In order to get enough labor, the inspection office sends people out of the city every day to shelter the migrants, lest they die. After they entered the city, these people were placed in the craftsmen's area-the area that was flooded by waterlogging last year was renovated this summer.
Thanks to the blessings of hydraulic wood processing plants, the price of building materials in the city has dropped significantly. Rows of simple houses have been built in the craftsman's quarter, which are simply built with wood and covered with two floors.
There is no furniture in the simple room, and there are not too many living facilities. The room of more than ten square meters is fortified by four or five people. But compared to the open camps last year, this is a shelter from the wind and rain.
The mobilization ability controlled by Zhou Qingfeng is much stronger than last year. There are more than two hundred'Mothers of Epidemic' believers who provide medical services to the refugees alone.
These believers form a medical team, but they can see a disease, prepare a medicine, control some infectious diseases, and even receive corpses are more professional than ordinary people. It's just that they are awkward in their thoughts from time to time, and like to spread their faith by intimidation.
The benefits of many of the above methods are that the mortality rate of migrants has dropped significantly. Life is still very bitter, but the elderly and children can survive.
The resources originally gathered in the hands of the nobility were diluted and fell on the heads of ordinary people like sprinkling pepper noodles. This is a great kindness.
Early in the morning, the craftsman's quarter began to ring the bell. The refugees grouped out to receive relief.
The so-called "relief" is a simple porridge with salt, and some physical potions in each vat. Better than last year's conditions.
The refugees have received ‘stick education’ and are lined up when receiving relief. Zhou Qingfeng came back every three or five days to check whether the relief was deducted, and from time to time he cut off a few people who dared to embezzle.
"It's hard!"
Zhou Qingfeng stood at the street of the craftsman district as a lord and sighed for a long time. The surrounding refugees scrambled peeping at the ground-going dragon riding on by the lord, and queued up to have breakfast in line. Everyone had a big bowl.
"Sick Shadow" sprayed white steam from time to time, deliberately frightening those refugees with evil shapes and evil shapes, and was delighted to see the other party trembling with fear. It turned around and asked, "Master, you are already the strongest lord of the North, what's so difficult?"
Zhou Qingfeng did not speak, and left after visiting the craftsman district. In terms of strength, he is no longer weak. In various means, the general opponent couldn't beat him at all.
The singular maids also increased their fighting power after they were promoted to level 10. Even the goblins have evolved acupuncture short bows to deal with miscellaneous soldiers, and other girls have more powerful skills.
But these did not help rule the 300,000 people. Ninety-nine percent of the population inside and outside the city is illiterate, so there are only two or three thousand people who can read and write. Most of them are at the elementary school level under emergency education.
There is a huge potential for saying good things, but bad things are just a waste of the city, and problems are everywhere.
According to the statistics of household registration in the first half of the year, the ratio of men to women is two to one, and the number of women is significantly less. The average life expectancy is only thirty years old. Among them, women can't live more than twenty.
The majority of the population form a family when they are 15 years old, and their teeth are almost gone when they are 30 years old.
Zhou Qingfeng personally inspected the newly liberated'free people'. Most of them were originally slaves, hard labor, prisoners, and tenant farmers. Basically, everyone's alveoli are smoothed by poor food.
Asking what the "Freeman" usually eats, what is there to eat? It is also common to eat the bark eagerly.
As for the dress, the poor have no choice at all, and the blood coat of the dead must be peeled off.
Many poor ghosts seem to be carrying a garbage dump, and all kinds of messy things are wrapped around them, and the stench is bad. When the clothes are taken off, the skinny body is exposed, and a gust of wind can blow away.
In the process of liquidating the nobility, all the out-of-city manor found the burial pit. The pits range from tens to hundreds of corpses. Many corpses were tied to their hands and feet and pushed directly into the pit to be buried alive.
Many of the corpses are still young, with poor skeletons.
Every time a burial pit is dug up, Zhou Qingfeng will be maddened with anger, hoping to catch any nobility out of the whip.
There is no need for a complaint conference. Take the "free people" to the side of the burial pit and look at them. They may cry in tears and talk about their experiences of being bullied in the past.
As for disease, it is even more common. In the past six months, half of the articles that Zhou Qingfeng brought from the real world are medicines, just to deal with many inflammatory skin diseases and parasitic diseases.
Although there is still an extreme shortage of medicines. But only the cheapest oxytetracycline was diluted with large amounts of water for everyone to drink. Random check again one month later, the incidence of inflammation among residents decreased by more than half.
Many residents' years of old problems have been effectively alleviated. Combining drinking water and repairing toilets, small problems like dysentery and diarrhea are almost extinct.
According to statistics from the government affairs department, because of diseases such as dysentery, the working hours of urban residents have increased by 20%.
Coupled with the provision of night heating and lighting, the craftsmen of Hanfeng City can work twelve to sixteen hours a day without paying overtime.
Zhou Qingfeng also forced all women in the city to go to a fixed hospital for delivery and postpartum care. The neonatal and maternal mortality rates immediately dropped from 20% to 30% to 34%.
Irene specially trained a group of midwives to do sterilization and help pregnant women with dystocia deliver. Hundreds of lives were recovered from Death in half a year.
Most of the female population in the city died from childbirth. Especially for young women with first babies.
Zhou Qingfeng harvested a huge amount of faith in the real world, and was selected by various goddesses to give back to the magic. The altar of faith produces a lot of magic gems every day.
The official priest will worry about how to squander these gems, and will feel that he is incredibly powerful.
However, 70% or 80% of these gems are invested in maintaining urban medical care. Faced with a population of 200,000 or 300,000, hundreds of magical skills per day are not enough.
‘Jiying’ said that Zhou Qingfeng was the strongest lord in the Northland, and he scoffed at it—strong ghost, the more deeply he managed, the more problems he exposed. Not happy at all.