When the Black Sand Gang spread Roland's recruitment order throughout the city, almost all the people at the bottom of the city were in a state of disbelief.
Because this was the first time in their lives that they had encountered such a thing.
The nobles recruited migrant workers to work for a day, and at most they were given a piece of black bread a day. That stuff was made from grain husks and a small amount of flour. Although it was edible, its nutritional value was not high. If you can't hold it for four hours, you'll get hungry.
Generally, migrant workers who are recruited need to provide their own food.
More importantly, the recruitment order for noble lords is mandatory and must be obtained. If the work cannot be completed on time, the result will be either hanging or having a limb cut off.
After all, according to the current laws of the kingdom, all civilians living in their territory are essentially the property of the lord.
But now, the Magic Tower not only provides food and drink to the workers, but also brings back some wheat every day, and it's not even mandatory.
The people from the Black Sand Gang have already said that this time it is not a forced recruitment, but a simple recruitment of workers.
Love comes or not!
Most of the poor people were hesitant at first, fearing that the nobles were playing tricks on poor people like them.
But Heishahe is a bottom-level organization, and they know very well how to make civilians believe something.
That is to tell those poor people with a disgusting attitude that this is your chance. The magician took pity on you and deliberately found an excuse to give you food. If you don't go, forget it.
Although the common people do not have much confidence in the upper aristocracy, due to long-term poverty, an instinctive concept of taking advantage is rooted in the blood of the poor people.
This affects their judgment.
But this is not their fault. This is just a survival instinct that they have developed because their ancestors have been afraid of poverty and hunger for generations.
If the Black Sand Gang begs them to become migrant workers, the poor people will definitely not dare to go. If you ask for courtesy, you must have something to do. This is their simple warning instinct.
But when the people from the Black Sand Gang told the poor people this news in a arrogant and condescending manner, most of the poor people were willing to believe it.
Giving free food to others should be so arrogant.
More and more poor families, old and young, tremblingly came out of the slums and gathered at the city gate. They were first given two pieces of white bread, and then were taken away by the arrogant nobles who gave them axes and went to cut wood outside the city.
Roland stood on the city wall, watching groups of migrant workers happily eating white bread and walking out of the city.
He turned around and saw more and more poor people coming out of the city and waiting in line at several distribution points outside the city gate.
Vincent stood nearby, his magic cloak being blown by the cold winter wind.
After observing the situation at the distribution point for a while, he asked: "Roland, to what extent do you want me to supervise you?"
"Make sure that all migrant workers can get their wages and that their lives are safe. As for other things, as long as they are not excessive, just turn a blind eye." Roland breathed a sigh of relief.
Vincent smiled and asked: "Then what do you mean, you just want to watch the nobility's henchmen riding on the heads of the migrant workers to dominate?"
"This is the only way we can do it for the time being, because we are short of manpower." Roland said helplessly: "When the magic apprentices we cultivated grow up, they will be of little use."
Vincent smiled: "It seems that you have a plan, so that's good. Then I will take people down to supervise the work first. To be honest, playing this game is quite interesting. You can see different worlds and different lives, and learn magic. I won’t talk about this anymore, now I can actually be a peace officer and experience how grassroots people work.”
After hearing this, Roland smiled and said: "Isn't it good? You are the second generation of rich people. The experience and experience you learned here can always be brought into the real world. Maybe it can help your family's business or company. .”
Vincent waved his hand as he walked: "My family is just an ordinary family."
Ha, it would be weird if I believed you.
Roland shook his head, then came down from the city wall and returned to the magic tower.
Now that the magic tower is empty, everyone has been sent out to do things, even the students.
They follow the old-timers and usually help serve tea, pass water, wipe the floor, pass on some information and so on.
The children don't play a big role, but they can learn a lot by following along and watching the work of the older generation.
For example, feel the atmosphere of doing things and learn the attitude of doing things.
As time goes by, more and more poor people have come out to work in the slums. Now the number of bread distribution points has increased from ten to more than thirty. Even so, it is still a bit busy. Come.
There are several hotels and taverns under the name of the Magic Tower. Now they are all closed, and all the manpower is used to steam bread, which barely maintains a continuous supply of bread.
Over the past few days, the wheat and flour in the Magic Tower warehouse disappeared at an exaggerated speed, and it was almost bottoming out in less than five days.
Fortunately, Roland had made arrangements beforehand, and the first batch of merchants sent out had already brought back a large amount of flour on trucks, enough for three days.
The subsequent food is also being transported back in an orderly manner.
Although Roland has never directed large-scale activities or projects, as an 'intellectual' with nearly twenty years of education, he can be regarded as an intellectual in this world... He has also organized class activities and had similar events. experience.
Although there is a huge difference in the number of people, this deforestation and land reclamation project is not very difficult and the technical content is not sufficient. The only things that need to be paid attention to are worker safety and logistics supply issues.
The two Rolands held on very carefully and tightly, and Vincent helped watch. He himself also checked the logistics consumption and supply data once a day.
Try to be as perfect as possible.
The logging and land reclamation was going smoothly. Most of the woods in the north had been cut down, and now the nobles or celebrities in the city seemed to recognize Roland again.
Directing the work of nearly 20,000 people, providing them with food, working at sunrise and resting at sunset, in an orderly and orderly manner, without any mistakes. With such command and planning ability, even as a general leading troops in battle, There is no problem.
Many nobles who were originally unconvinced by Roland also began to show signs of changing their minds.
Only Little John was in his study, and he broke an unknown number of things.
Everything is on track.
But for some reason, Roland always felt a little uneasy.
He would stand on the city wall for more than an hour every day, looking to see if there was anything he had missed, but he could never find it, and this uneasy feeling grew stronger and stronger.
Today, as usual, he stood at the top of the city to supervise the work. It was already snowing lightly.
Vincent rode back from afar on horseback. He rushed up to the city wall and gasped: "Something is wrong. There are a lot of outsiders coming near the forest. They all look like spellcasters, but they don't look like mages." , the person who came here is not a good person."
Spellcaster
An idea suddenly flashed in Roland's mind, and he finally knew why he always felt uneasy.
Druid!
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