Lottery System: Ancient Escape

Chapter 3 Centralized Control (thanks to the anonymous user Dandan Fengyoujing)

A male voice came from the front of the team, and the team quickened their pace.

Not long after, the fleeing team arrived at their destination—a few big trees that had already withered.

Although the trees are dry, the sparse dead leaves on the trees can block most of the sunlight.

The tree is surrounded by thorny thorns, which are also a little dry. People skillfully cut off part of the branches, covered them with sheets, and set up simple tents one by one, so that people can sit in the shade.

Men gather thorns for firewood.The women try their best to prepare lunch, which is actually wild vegetable pancakes, black-faced steamed buns, etc.

Better people can make it by mixing wild vegetables and bacon with water and cooking some batter.

This group of about 100 young and old women started their escape life five days ago.

They originally lived in a small border town, a mountain village called Zhaojiagou.Most of Zhaojiagou are branches of the Zhao clan.The patriarch of Zhaojiagou is an old man in his 60s, not too old nowadays, but now he looks like an 80-year-old old man with his wrinkled and weather-beaten face.

Everyone in Zhaojiagou respectfully calls him the old patriarch.Of course, his direct descendants will also kindly call him grandpa, or grandpa.

Beside the old patriarch sat another old man in a burlap blue shirt.He is the grandfather of the current village head of Zhaojiagou Village.The age looks more than 60 years old, in fact, it is only in the early 50s.

At this time the two old men were sharing a roll of tobacco leaves.While scrolling, discussing in a low voice.

"Old patriarch, since yesterday, several houses have been without water and food, what do you think we should do?" the village chief frowned.

The old patriarch took a few heavy breaths. He was already too old. He was originally unwilling to flee with his descendants for fear of causing trouble to them. Also, he felt that he had lived long enough. After falling leaves returned to their roots, he was unwilling to leave his hometown. .

In the end, my worry-loving life~ So, in the end, I couldn't help being coaxed by everyone, and I still left my hometown. "Village Chief Zhao, it seems that centralized control is about to begin!"

Centralized control is an effective response to famine and drought in the village over the years. It means that the village collects a certain amount of food from each household and distributes it equally among the prestigious people in the village.

Allocate it to people who have no food, one meal a day, just to ensure that they don’t starve to death. Of course, people who have no food must take out some clothes or jewelry.

In this way, the whole village can persevere in such turbulent years.

Maybe you think that people who have food will not give out food foolishly, but you have to know that if you really don’t produce food, if an accident happens, the villagers will not rescue you.

Besides, this kind of centralized control basically happens every two years, and every household will be short of food and clothing. It will become a dragging existence.

After discussing with the old patriarch for a while, the village head asked people to find seven prestigious old people from the crowd one after another. In previous years, they were the ones who made decisions about these centralized control matters.

Soon, the matter came to a conclusion. These old people basically knew the situation of each household, and they were able to formulate the amount of food collected and distributed every day based on these situations.

Finally, the village head called on the heads of every household in the village to hold a village meeting and began to announce the village's decisions.

For each household with less than 5 adult laborers, one bucket of stored grain (one bucket = 12.5 catties) was handed over.If there are more than 5 adult laborers, two buckets of stored grain shall be handed over.

(Author: Please take care of me and show pity!)
Daily dialog with mom.

Mom: "Send me some money, I have no money on WeChat."

Me: "I've written a novel, and I'll send it to you when I earn money."

Mother:"……"

　Please take pity on me, I'm a newcomer, please give me a recommendation ticket and a monthly pass!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)