Upon hearing these words, everyone immediately exploded into an uproar, their eyes revealing a look of intense longing.
Three times the usual amount?
Does that mean each person gets to eat three bowls of porridge today?
Three bowls of porridge would be enough for one person to be full; how could they not be excited?
Seeing the green light of envy in everyone's eyes, Lin Yi felt somewhat helpless.
It wasn't that he wanted to starve them or was reluctant to feed them; managing these refugees was inherently problematic.
If he let them eat their fill every day, it would definitely lead to various troubles.
This was also a method of controlling the refugees.
Seeing the looks in everyone's eyes, Lin Yi's voice rang out again:
"Yes, just as you guessed, today each person will get three bowls of porridge, and I guarantee that this week it will not be the usual half-water half-rice porridge, but three bowls of thick porridge."
