Doomsayer
Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
"I see those four shops to the south are idle. Let's free them up and use them to shelter the homeless disaster victims. Then, send a few maids to set up stoves at the doorstep and start making porridge, twice a day. Make sure to tell the victims to bring their bowls and utensils."
"Yes. I'll arrange it right away."
Clearly, Old Master Wang has seen the world and remains calm in adversity. He's systematically organizing things in the house for Qiao Mai.
Mayor Qian and the others found it strange that the water receded quickly.
But no matter how puzzling it was, they were relieved because the faster the water receded, the less damage the people would suffer.
Those mud-brick houses could easily collapse when submerged.
If the water receded quickly, there might still be a chance to save the houses and the crops in the fields.
Everyone was celebrating, but they had no idea that Qiao Mai had exhausted herself for them.