The situation at a certain notice board in the north of the city was not a coincidence. Almost every notice board had such a scene.
About half of the people of Chen City chose to escape to the cities that distributed food for free.
This loss was completely acceptable to Yang Chen. After all, since ancient times, disaster relief had always been free. Some greedy aristocratic families would also choose to sell it, but the price would not be too high.
This was the first time he had seen this kind of relief work.
"Patriarch, half of the people have already escaped. Do we still continue?"In the meeting hall, Chen Xuan looked at Chen Yang.
This 5% of the people had run away just like that, which made Chen Xuan's heart ache.
"It's fine. Someone will definitely escape. No matter which city it is, there are people who want to reap without sowing. If we chase them away now, it will be beneficial to our development."Yang Chen didn't care at all.
