At Mian County, Huang Xu stood atop the city wall, watching ship after ship bring in the common people. The veins on his forehead throbbed incessantly.
How the hell did Gan Ning talk me into this?!
Nearly a hundred thousand people had been transported here over the past few days. Although the city still had grain seized from the wealthy households around Jiujiang, so there was no need to worry about food, managing all these people was a huge problem. He was no civil official—how was he supposed to handle this sort of thing?
Just then, Gan Ning strode down from a ship. Ever since he and Zhou Tai had worked together to reopen a river channel, the remaining stretch of over a hundred meters had been surrounded by the waters of the Huai River, forming a river island.
Zhou Tai had simply built a small camp on the island, completely ensuring the new channel's safety. With nothing else to do, Gan Ning had followed the latest wave of people heading west to Mian County.
"Commander, I can't do this anymore." The first thing Huang Xu said upon meeting him was that he wanted to quit.
"What?" Gan Ning frowned at Huang Xu.
"A hundred thousand people are just sitting around doing nothing. Something terrible is bound to happen. I can't handle this!"
Uh... Gan Ning had indeed forgotten about this. Forget Huang Xu—even he couldn't handle it if he were put in charge. After all, everyone had their own specialty.
For Gan Ning, digging holes was no problem. Filling them, however, was not his strong suit.
"This is simple." Naturally, Gan Ning couldn't show weakness in front of his junior, so he patted his chest with complete confidence. "I've already made arrangements. Just wait!"
"That's a relief!" Huang Xu