Returning to the Magic Tower, Roland immediately held a temporary meeting.
All the heads of the industries under the Magic Tower's name came, about thirty-four people, including a small number of nobles, most businessmen, and a small number of special people, such as the Black Sand Gang, who were not able to see the light of day.
"I've called everyone here because there are important things that need you to do." Roland glanced at everyone and continued: "I won't say any more nonsense. This winter is much colder than in previous years. I think many people are... felt it."
Everyone was a little confused and looked at Roland.
"But there are still many poor people in the city. In such a cold weather, their simple thatched houses cannot protect themselves from the cold wind and snow, and there are still many people who lack food. I estimate that many civilians will not be able to survive this winter and may... A lot of people died. Tens of thousands, or a hundred thousand?"
Roland's voice echoed in the conference room, and most people were quite surprised. They vaguely guessed what Roland was thinking.
But that's exactly why they were surprised.
Is Roland going to save those dirty and poor untouchables
In winter, it is not uncommon to save untouchables. The Temple of Light and the Temple of Life save a small group of relatively devout untouchables every winter and keep them alive. But it was only a small batch, and it was selective.
But what is Roland's purpose? He has no religious tasks to solve, and those untouchables are of no use to him.
Not even qualified to be cannon fodder.
Besides, there are many poor people in Delbon, there must be tens of thousands of them. How many can Roland save
Just by helping these tens of thousands of people build houses, they can almost wipe out half of the Magic Tower's wealth. If you include the daily food supply, it is estimated that this winter, the Magic Tower will have endless wealth.
Roland is going to do such an idiotic thing? Unlikely!
The people below were filled with doubts and wanted to share their thoughts and opinions with the friends next to them, but Roland stood above them and stared at them eagerly, making them afraid to speak out.
"I want to save them!" Roland said loudly, "Even if it's tens of thousands of people."
The guess turned out to be true. Suddenly, the whole conference room was talking about it. They couldn't bear it anymore.
Someone even shouted to Roland: "Sir, your idea is unrealistic. That's tens of thousands, not thousands. You underestimate the consumption of tens of thousands."
Only Vincent sat quietly without any excited expression.
After Roland waited for them to discuss for a while, he said: "I know what you think, but I have already considered this decision carefully. First of all, these tens of thousands of people are not refugees. They also have some assets, and most of them have their own homes. There is also a certain amount of food stored in the place. It’s just not enough and we may not be able to survive this winter.”
Everyone in the conference room listened quietly.
"This group of people can survive this winter as long as someone supports them with a certain amount of food." Roland said with a smile: "This group of people does not need to spend too much energy and time on us. Excluding them, we really need to spend a lot of time. There are less than 10,000 people who need us to build houses for them and give them a lot of food to survive the winter."
At this time, someone interrupted: "But even so, raising such a large group of people will be a huge burden on the finances of the Magic Tower."
"Why should we raise them and just let them work?" Roland said with a smile: "Among our golden sons, some sages have already considered this problem. The method is very simple, work instead of relief."
Everyone was a little puzzled.
Roland did not ask them to understand, but took out a map, pointed to the circled area on it and said: "This is the forest in the north of the city. It covers a large area. We have organized tens of thousands of people to go there and cut it down. I think we can cut it in half the time." The trees are cut down within a month, and the grass and roots are burned together with a fire. Then new wooden houses are built on the ashes with ready-made wood. The more they are built, the better, and the surrounding open space can also be reclaimed. Give it to people who want to live there.”
"After people settle there, and after a period of development, it can become a deputy city in Delbon, or it can be used as a new town. This will also be beneficial to future tax revenue."
"But how can we let tens of thousands of people go clear a forest? They won't listen to us and use force to force us."
Roland heard this and said to the people of the Black Sand Gang: "Gru, ask your men to spread the news in the slums, saying that the Magic Tower will start recruiting workers tomorrow and needs lumberjacks. The more the better, regardless of men, women, old or young, as long as As long as you can swing an axe. Anyone who is willing to work as a coolie will have three meals a day, two pieces of white bread, and one hundred and fifty grams of wheat as a reward. The whole city must know the news."
This number was carefully considered by Roland.
With a meal of two fist-sized pieces of white bread, an adult can only eat seven to eight percent full. He can work, but he doesn't have much energy to cause trouble anymore. The elderly and children who cannot finish two pieces of white bread per meal will definitely take it home for their own family.
One hundred and fifty grams of wheat, about three taels, after cooking, is enough for an adult to move around for a day.
In this way, each migrant worker can eat enough and still have some leftover food to take back to his family.
Then Roland continued: "Businessmen, get moving and go to other cities to purchase food. The more the better. And the nobles use your skills and bring your attendants. Each family manages a certain number of migrant workers. Restrain them and tell them when to do what and what needs to be done. Tomorrow I will leave the daily work arrangement process to you."
Hearing this, everyone frowned.
Roland was shaving their skin.
But at this time, Roland smiled and said: "Of course, I won't let you work in vain. You should also have heard that the Magic Tower will have a 'points' system in the future. Now you work for me, and you will get points according to different types of work. It's different. The important thing is that these points can be transferred to your descendants. If you have a magic apprentice in your family, these points will be of great use."
At this time, old Conan Doyle asked: "Sir Roland, what can you buy with one point?"
"The first-level spell model. The second-level spell model needs 2 points, the third-level spell model has 4 points, and then double it." Roland smiled and said: "You can also exchange for some magic materials, or some special qualifications, for example... If you have a child who is just a little short of becoming an apprentice, then the points can serve as his assessment score."
Everyone was stunned for a moment, and then they all fell silent and stopped talking. They just looked at Roland with bright eyes.
Roland looked at everyone and understood what he meant. He nodded with satisfaction, and then looked at Vincent: "As for the supervision of the project progress, whether the managers are derelict in their duties, corrupt or lazy, I leave it to you."
Vincent looked around at everyone in the conference room and grinned.
Except for Roland, everyone else shuddered subconsciously.
Then Vincent said in an arrogant tone unique to the rich second generation: "No problem! I like to catch people."