Tang Zan said nothing more and tasted the plate of Mapo tofu.
It had to be said, this was indeed Pei Shu'er's favorite flavor.
Tang Zan glanced at Pei Shu'er, who seemed indifferent, pursed his thin lips, and said nothing.
Now that the city was stable, Pei Shu'er sent people to disinfect outside the city.
The place where the rebel army previously stayed had essentially become a nesting ground for the virus, extremely terrifying.
The disinfection process was not simple; everyone donned protective suits, covering themselves completely, and then gathered the leftover stones to burn.
Finally, they sprayed disinfectant over everything.
In short, the area reeked of disinfectant for the first few days.
Now, there were refugees coming from other places, who were staying outside the city, all relocated to the back gate, as the unsanitized plague would eventually infect these refugees.
