"I don't think that can be done, brother." Bai Meiyue shook her head and refused. It wasn't that Bai Meiyue was stingy, and its not that she was inhuman enough to not see the sufferings these people were going through.
She had enough stock of meat, vegetables, and grains. Even if she didn't go out and hunt for months and days, her family could eat and drink without worrying about anything. It was perfectly alright for Bai Meiyue to take out little supplies and hand them over to these survivors as she did with Meng Suisui and the others.
However, these people were different from Meng Suisui and the little group of people who came to ask for work. They were yet to break free from the hours of glory that they had before the world fell into chaos; what was more, Bai Meiyue knew some of these people.