The escort master on horseback shouted, his voice echoing in Zhang Chen's ears.
"No fires allowed?" Zhang Chen frowned, how to cook? Boil water?
Although he could understand the agency's actions, he didn't necessarily agree.
Zhang Chen turned to look at the refugees nearby, seeing them all accustomed to it, quietly lining up.
"Uncle, what is everyone lining up for?" Zhang Chen asked one of them.
"Dragon Tiger Escort Agency doesn't allow us to start fires, but they dig wells and boil water for us. We gather firewood in exchange for hot water or well water. If you want to cook, you can trade your millet for cooked rations," the man whispered.
Zhang Chen was stunned and then said, "So Dragon Tiger Escort Agency is merciful, they've thought of everything."
