The next question is which direction the starting point is on the island. Most refugees point their hands to the north, which is the direction they came. But a few people disagree. The hands of four people were about fifteen degrees eastward than others. And when other dissenters could not bear the surprise gazes coming from around and changed their minds, these people still refused to adapt. Among the four, two men, one woman, and one turned out to be a little girl. When Quan Hao saw that she looked over, she was taller and her breasts were raising her thin arms with difficulty.

Quan Hao received the insistence from his big eyes and also noticed that the little girl's body was shaking a little. Her body was still weak, and even the usual thing of raising her arms was a challenge to her. He quickly signaled everyone to put their hands down.

This time he decided to believe in the minority. Quan Hao himself was not very good, but he knew that some people had a strong sense of direction, such as taking a train. Because the train was fast, the turn on the railway was often very small in order to prevent derailment. He never noticed the change in the direction of the train when he took a train. People with a strong sense of direction could grasp every turn. Such people never get lost, have a strong sense of position, and often stick to their own opinions when asked. Today, these four dissenters are in line with the characteristics of such people.

He nodded to the little girl and secretly recorded the appearance of several other people. He might not be able to use it in the future.

The little girl's thin face then changed from nervousness to relief. Just now, the little guy was more anxious than Quan Hao himself, for fear that he would be deceived.

What Quan Hao wanted to know next was how big the refugees came, whether the entire continent was or an island. This question is very important and related to the future development direction. But how to express the meaning clearly is another difficult point. He thought about it, pointed to the island under his feet and drew a circle the size of a one-yuan coin on the beach with his hands. It was to indicate that this circle represents the island. Then he pointed to the opposite side of the sea and drew three more circles. The three circles were larger than the other, the first one was as big as a coconut, the second one was as big as a watermelon, and the third one was as big as a big circle with a diameter of two meters.

The meaning of this painting is quite complicated and not everyone understands it. The first time among refugees is that they whisper. Several men who think they understand but are not sure communicate in a low voice, pointing fingers to those round ones. Others who don’t understand will prick up their ears and listen, and from time to time, some people will show a sudden enlightenment.

Quan Hao waited patiently, and this time the answers he got were even more varied. Some people's fingers are at the back of the largest circle, which seems to be two meters away from the diameter, and they are not big enough, so they have to draw a larger one. Some people draw circles on their chest, probably to express endless meanings. Some people point to the sky and the ground below. This is more obvious. The bigger the sky is, the bigger the earth is.

Although people's descriptions are inconsistent, there is no doubt that they come from a continent. There is a continent 15 to 250 kilometers eastward to the north, and the refugees came from where. This is the result of Quan Hao's waiting for a long time to make a mark. It took him half an hour to get. There is no direct conversation, and communication is too efficient by relying on gestures alone. He wants to inquire about too many things. For example, what is the social system on the mainland? Is it a unified or a melee between the princes? Is there an emperor under the world? Is there a specific dynasty? If so, is the name of this dynasty called Qin, Han, Sui, Tang, Song, Yuan and Ming? Anyway, the Qing Dynasty can be ruled out, and the refugees do not have that disgusting braid.

But these are absolutely unexplainable by gestures alone. If you want to know more, you can only contact these people more and try to learn their words as soon as possible. This kind of contact must be a benign interaction. Now both sides do not understand each other enough. Although the refugees are afraid of the fear, Quan Hao does not believe that they are not wary of themselves. He can only do it step by step. The ideal result is that the refugees are willing to obey him, and at the worst they cannot make them malicious.

Fortunately, he had food to win people's hearts. It was getting late, so it was time to prepare breakfast. Quan Hao clicked the two men in the front row and looked at the healthiest men and asked them to keep up. The two men were a little hesitant, but they still didn't dare to neglect the shaking tip of the harpoon in Quan Hao's hand.

Of course, Quan Hao didn't want to punish them. He just led them out for more than a mile and took out a box of rice to the cellar of the camp to move them back to the refugee camp. He himself carried the top of the folded straw shed to cover it on the cellar. The things in the cellar should be kept as confidential as possible. If no one knows how much food he has, it will be more convenient to do it in the future.

When the two men saw the white rice, they were immediately full of strength. Their legs were trembling and stood up straight. They carried the box weighing fifty or sixty pounds and almost trotted back to everyone.

The refugees gathered around. Not only did the whole box of rice surprise them, but the box itself was strange enough. It was flat, smooth and a little transparent, which made them really open their eyes, who had never seen plastic products. Since they came to the island, novel things have constantly impacted their barren common sense. The cylinders that hold water, the pots for cooking, and the boxes this time were obviously the most common things, but they were made so exquisitely. Quan Hao's unique dress and slightly strange behavior also made the residents of the island that saved their lives even more mysterious in the hearts of the refugees.

Quan Hao deliberately waited for a while before returning. He wondered whether a box of rice would trigger a fight among refugees when he was not present. Now at the critical moment of formal establishment of order, he would not mind removing a few black sheep if necessary.

Facts proved that they were still very at ease. The whole box of rice attracted the attention of refugees, but no one dared to take action from beginning to end. However, it cannot be ruled out that there is a possibility that someone is ill-treated, but they are cautious enough to know that there is no good result when they move around at this time.

Of course, so many rice cannot be eaten in one meal. Quan Hao has no doubt that if he nodded, a mere fifty or sixty kilograms of rice is no problem for refugees. He holds a small measuring cup in his hand, and if he holds rice, it can be filled in less than three taels. This is the standard he sets for refugees. Quan Hao told these people that each person will have a meal of rice sooner or later. Children, women and old people will take this cup as the basis, and adult men can add one third. The rest of the food will be supplemented from the island. He does not intend to provide rice for free, and every refugee must do what he can.
Chapter completed!