My Antique Mirror Is A Portal To Another World-Chapter 142: New Arrangement

Watching Hua Yuyu run toward his capsule house, Bai Hanyun shouted after him, "Brother Hua, take your time! I will get the car and wait for you outside!"

Hua Yuyu gave her an "OK" gesture and closed the door while Bai Hanyun headed to the garage. Six minutes later, they drove to the largest supermarket in town.

While Bai Hanyun and Hua Yuyu were busy shopping, Feng Xiyan and everyone in the Feng Army were on high alert.

In the afternoon, more and more refugees arrived in Xiqiang City. As they gathered outside the city gate, Feng Xiyan and the generals observed them from the city wall.

Seeing that the refugees were divided into several large and small groups, Feng Xiyan said, "General Fan, increase security tonight. When many groups with different interests gather in one place, trouble is bound to happen."

"Yes, Great General."

Observing the refugees below, Xue Ruhong said, "Great General, these refugees come from different places and have formed their own groups. To avoid any trouble, should we arrange for them to live together in groups instead of separating male and female like before?"

Feng Xiyan thought for a moment and said, "This general has noticed that, besides commoners from our Yu Empire, many refugees come from border cities and villages of surrounding kingdoms and empires."

He paused for a second and added, "General Xue, separate the refugees by origin and register their names and backgrounds."

Xue Ruhong clasped his fists and replied, "Yes, Great General."

After checking the situation outside the city gate, Feng Xiyan returned to the barracks to take care of other tasks at hand.

Half an hour later, the soldiers came out of Xiqiang City. Thinking it was time to distribute porridge and water, the refugees brought their bowls and water containers and began to queue up in front of the porridge stalls.

However, unlike yesterday—when the soldiers began distribution immediately—this time, they saw a young man in silver armor step forward.

Standing in front of the refugees, Fan Wanming calmly looked at them and explained, "Because many new refugees have arrived since yesterday, the Great General has ordered each of you to register your name and place of origin."

Upon hearing this, someone asked, "We already registered yesterday. Why should we register again today? Is there something wrong with our information?"

Fan Wanming turned toward the source of the voice and saw a teenager.

After observing him for a few seconds, Fan Wanming replied, "The Great General understands that it’s not easy to travel and live among strangers, so he has decided to allocate living spaces based on your place of origin. In the future, if you buy a house or farmland, you will also be placed in the same location."

As soon as he finished speaking, some of the refugees nodded in agreement while the others began whispering among themselves.

Standing at the back, Ha Tuo looked at his mother and younger sister. Seeing their nervousness and anxiety, he held their hands and said, "Don’t worry. Everything will be fine."

Not far from them, Gui Ying watched everything with great interest.

He slowly fanned himself and thought, ’There are many refugees from the nomadic clans. This young master is really curious about what you will do, Feng Xiyan. Will you accept them, or turn them away?’

While Gui Ying was speculating on Feng Xiyan’s next move, Fan Wanming pointed to four newly built smaller-sized military tents near the porridge stalls and said, "There are four tents there for men, women, children, and the elderly."

"One person will go inside at a time to register. When one person comes out, the next may enter. If you choose not to register, you will not receive food, water, and shelter. You can still live outside the city, but you won’t receive any help from us. Is that clear?"

Seeing that he wasn’t joking, murmurs spread among the refugees.

After informing the refugees, Fan Wanming then turned to the captains and ordered, "Increase security around the porridge stalls and living quarters. If anyone causes trouble, arrest them immediately and send them to prison."

The captains clasped their fists and responded, "Yes, General Fan."

Having completed his task, Fan Wanming returned to the barracks to report to Feng Xiyan.

Meanwhile, the captains began organizing the refugees for registration, while the kitchen staff resumed cooking porridge.

At the same time, Xue Ruhong was also busy assigning the registered refugees to their new living quarters.

While everyone was busy, time flew by unnoticed.

That afternoon, Bai Hanyun and Hua Yuyu finally finished their shopping.

With Hua Yuyu’s help, Bai Hanyun moved the groceries into the house. Looking at the dining table filled with boxes and bags, Bai Hanyun let out a satisfied sigh.

"Brother Hua, let’s move your groceries now," she said, placing her hands on her waist.

Hua Yuyu nodded, and together they returned to the car to unload his groceries. Since Bai Hanyun was paying today, she insisted that Hua Yuyu stock up his kitchen so his groceries were no less than hers.

After spending 20 minutes moving everything from the car, Bai Hanyun collapsed onto the couch in her living room.

Fanning herself with one hand, she took a sip of milk tea and let out an exhausted sigh. Before she could take another sip, her phone rang.

Glancing at the screen, Bai Hanyun answered the call. "Hello?"

A second later, a familiar male voice came through the phone. "Miss Bai, we are already near your warehouse and will arrive in fifteen minutes."

"Got it."

Ending the call, Bai Hanyun pushed her exhausted body up from the couch and went upstairs to get her backpack. She carried the bag and went to the river in the backyard to get the antique mirror.

After drying the water from the antique mirror, she put it into her backpack before leaving the house again.

Seeing Bai Hanyun come out again through the surveillance cameras, Hua Yuyu also left his capsule house.

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