Chapter 729 New City_2

Aside from the Zhou Prefecture's long-term relief efforts, the lower commanderies are not doing well. Managing to take care of their own citizens is already the limit. Encountering refugees begging for food, the kinder commanders might give out some porridge and then order the refugees to be dispersed. The harsher ones might directly kill them to prevent desperate refugees from mobbing the city, while displaced citizens... are kicked around like stray dogs by various commanderies.

But he walked over a hundred miles not to beg for food, but merely to exchange mountain beasts and medicinal herbs for some hunger-resistant coarse grain millet...

The world is vast, and snow flurries are falling.

Luo Yuanqi's throat moved up and down, unable to make a decision.

Go back?

Back to the village, and experience the cannibalistic winter like the farmer had described?

But cannibalism... would it certainly last until the spring of next year?

"Swish—"