Rowling's eyes lit up, and she nodded, saying, "The name Silla City is indeed very good. What do you think, Ancestor?"

"Then let's call it Xinluo City," Ye Feng said with a smile.

Afterwards, Ye Feng assigned all the tasks.

The first step is to set up the tent.

With so many people needing shelter, we can't do without tents.

Although Yefeng's goal is to build a city here, everything is difficult at the beginning, so it's better to start by setting up tents.

After all, one should not be overly ambitious, but rather be down-to-earth.

Although setting up a tent sounds simple, the night wind has broken down the various labor processes involved.

The one who digs the hole digs the hole, the one who drives the pile drives the pile, the one who hammers the nails hammers the nails, and the one who ties the rope ties the rope.

Each commoner and serf assigned a task only needs to do their own job well, thus achieving the effect of division of labor and cooperation.

Secondly, there is the issue of ensuring access to drinking water.

No matter what, drinking water is more important than food.

A person can survive for several days without food, but without water, they probably wouldn't last even two days.

Water is the source of life, and that's no joke.

The next issue is the road conditions.

As the city lord of Jiangxia City, and having already established a cooperative relationship with Yefeng, Jiang Zhengzhong will continuously dispatch convoys from Jiangxia City to transport supplies to support the construction of Xinluo City in the coming months.

These supplies included food, cloth, metal equipment, and many other items.

In that case, it is essential to ensure that the roads remain clear.

If even smooth roads cannot be guaranteed, how can the convoy from Jiangxia City reach Xinluo City?

Finally, the land to be cultivated must be determined.

These 1,300-plus people were mostly serfs, and their specialty was farming, which ensured their food supply.

Moreover, resolving the land issue as soon as possible will put these people at ease.

As Nightwind smoothly assigned tasks and conveyed orders, without any confusion, Rowling's face showed admiration.

"I never expected that you, Ancestor, were so skilled in management," Rowling said.

"I am the first head of our Luo family, don't underestimate me, okay?" Ye Feng joked.

Rowling blushed instantly.

Night Wind continued, "Don't just stand there like an idiot. I also have a task for you."

"What mission?" Rowling asked immediately.

"Immediately conduct a survey of everyone in Xinluo City. Record not only their names, genders, ages, family situations, and addresses, but also their skills and specialties," Ye Feng said.

Upon hearing this, Rowling was completely bewildered.

"Ancestor, why do we have to do something so troublesome?" Rowling asked.

"This is the most effective management method. As a city lord, if you don't even know how many people live in your city or what kind of people they are, then you are truly a failure," Ye Feng said earnestly.

Rowling looked like she understood but didn't quite.

Night Wind continued, "When Luo Yun City was still in existence, how did you manage it?"

"That's how they manage it," Rowling said, bewildered.

"My question was too general. Let me give you a more specific example... If you were to build a city wall or a drainage ditch, what would you do?" Night Wind asked with a smile.

Rowling pondered for a moment and said, "I will have the family steward find someone, and of course I will give him some money first so that he has enough funds to do this."

"And then?" Night Wind asked again.

"And then what?" Rowling was even more confused.

Ye Feng rubbed his forehead and said helplessly, "So you just give the money to the manager and order him to do it, and that's it? How did that manager manage to get things done, for example, building city walls and drainage ditches?"

Rowling thought for a moment before saying, "After the steward takes the money, he will find people to build the city walls and drainage ditches."

"Going door to door to find people?" Ye Feng asked.

“That’s usually how it works. If they can’t find someone, they’ll forcibly arrest them. The serfs in the city are the property of the city lord, and the city lord has the right to force them to work,” Rowling said.

"What if building the city wall requires carpenters?" Night Wind asked.

"The foreman would find out who the carpenter was and then go to him."

“What if a stonemason is needed?” Night Wind asked again.

"We would also inquire about who the stonemasons were, and then go to find them."

"Don't you think this is very inefficient?" Night Wind asked again.

Rowling said awkwardly, "But that's how it's always been, and that's how everyone manages things..."

When Rowling refers to "everyone," she is of course referring to the lords of other cities.

The night breeze felt both annoyed and amused.

The management methods and approaches of the Lingluo Great World are so backward that they have a comical, uncivilized feel to them.

Night Wind sighed and said, "Forget it, I won't explain anymore. Just do as I say, and you'll understand why I asked you to do it soon enough."

"Since you've said so, Ancestor, I'll get on it right away."

After saying that, Rowling walked quickly away into the distance.

All the necessary instructions have been given, and the more than 300 commoners and more than 1,000 serfs who have been relocated here are already working enthusiastically.

So the place was bustling with activity.

Night Wind, on the other hand, had nothing to do.

But this is normal. As the highest administrator and the city lord, Ye Feng only needs to decide how things should be done; he doesn't need to do everything himself.

If he has to do everything himself, wouldn't he be worked to death?

"Ancestor, ancestor! What do you think of these tents?"

Luo Qing's shouts came from afar.

Ye Feng turned his head and saw that tents had already been set up there.

Moreover, Zijing was right next to Luo Qing, but she had her hands in her pockets and looked like she had nothing to do.

Night Breeze walked over and took a look, then frowned.

All the tents that had been erected were crooked and twisted; although they were not unusable, they were quite unsightly.

But Luo Qing seemed very satisfied, with a bright smile on her face.

Night Breeze took another closer look and became even more dissatisfied.

Because many of the nails driven into the wooden stakes supporting the tent were crooked, or even not driven in completely.

"Stop laughing, can't you see how bad your ancestor looks?" Zijing reminded him.

Luo Qing finally noticed that Ye Feng's expression was not good, so she asked, "Ancestor, are you not satisfied? But I think these tents are already very good, and people can live in them."

“It is indeed habitable, barely usable, but look at the nails on the wooden stakes, that’s really too dangerous. What if someone accidentally slips and falls headfirst into them?” Ye Feng asked.