Village Chief Gu's eyes flickered, and he touched the steamed bun in his arms, feeling much more at ease: "Well, that's a good thing. This way we won't be afraid of being robbed in the future."

Little Wood jumped up and down, saying, "Grandpa, I will work hard and buy the house we live in. This will be our home from now on."

"Okay, then grandpa has to work hard to make money too."

"Yeah, let's work hard together."

That night, everyone slept very soundly. What the people wanted was always simple: a place to shelter from the wind and rain, and not to be hungry or cold.

The next morning, everyone got up without being called and went to the river to wash up. They were classified according to their brands and lined up.

Little Mu followed his grandfather with excitement in his eyes. He wondered what kind of work he would be assigned. He had eaten so well yesterday, so he would definitely eat even better today.

Soon, an official holding a sign came and waved his hand to signal people to follow him. After walking for an incense stick of time, he struck the gong and shouted loudly.

"Go find some herbs. Everyone will be scored based on the weight and rarity of the herbs. The specific score is on the sign over there."

"The point is, as long as you're in Beihuang City, you can find any shop with the City Lord's Mansion sign and exchange it for anything you want, just like using silver..."

Everyone looked at each other and asked curiously, "Doesn't this Beihuang City require silver?"

The officer smiled and said, "It's not that we don't need it, it's just limited to the shops opened by the City Lord's Mansion. Other shops still need it. Of course, they will gradually replace it in the future."

"What exactly is available for exchange? You can go and see for yourself during the holiday."

"Okay, let's hurry up and dig herbs."

*

The people on the other side were taken to the fields and quickly got the hang of it after following the instructions, but there was confusion on their faces.

"What is this? I've never seen it before. Why isn't it used to grow crops? Could it be that this thing tastes better than crops?"

"...I don't know. I've been farming for many years, but I've never seen anything like this. This lump of soil can be cut into many sprouts, so I can plant a lot."

"Oh, I just heard those who were allocated land say that they envy us. They get ten work points for a day's work, and they also provide three meals a day. They envy us."

Someone puzzled and said, "Ah, maybe we envy them. They have been allocated land. If they work on it themselves, all the land will be theirs except for the taxes."

"I don't know how long it will take us to get our own piece of land. Land is the only thing that gives ordinary people a sense of security throughout their lives."

"Just wait. They said they're still counting the number of people. Once they figure it out, they'll divide the land. We're all outsiders, so if we don't divide it, there's nothing we can say."

With everyone working together, half a day passed quickly.

He was so hungry that his stomach was rumbling. The faint aroma of food wafted towards him, and his eyes almost turned green. He turned his head and saw several officials carrying a wooden barrel towards him.

When the gong sounded, everyone put down what they were holding and ran towards that direction.

The officer shouted loudly: "Everyone line up, come one by one. Anyone who dares to cut in line will not have this meal today."

As soon as these words were spoken, those who wanted to make trouble immediately calmed down.

The lesson of last night was still fresh in everyone's mind. Everyone knew very well that this was the Northern Wilderness, and it was not the place for the Beijing officials to ignore the rules. If they really did not follow the rules, their end would definitely not be good.

The two officers cooperated with each other, one served the rice and the other served the dishes. The dishes were all stews, tofu, cabbage, vermicelli and meat slices, yes... meat slices.

The worker held his bowl and looked at the two pieces of meat on it. His eyes suddenly turned red and tears fell.

I only eat it once or twice a year, but I didn't expect to eat it as soon as I came to the Northern Wilderness. Wow, how can life here be so good?

Everyone was crying while eating, which made people feel sad.

Some of the villagers in Gujia Village took out cloth, put the meat in it, and prepared to take it back to feed the village chief. If the village chief had not brought them here, they would have died in the capital long ago.

They looked at each other, nodded in tacit understanding, picked up the meat and put it aside, then started eating quickly. Food tastes best when it smells like meat.

Seeing this, the people of the Northern Wasteland not far away sniffed and said with envy: "Hey, if my family didn't have land, I would also sign up to work."

"There must be meat. I can smell the aroma of meat. The City Lord's Mansion is really generous. They give meat to people when they work."

"That's not true. There's no one as good as our city lord in Dagan. It's great that the Jiang family is here. Our good days are still to come."

"That's right, hurry up and get to work. Finish as soon as possible and see if there are any notices posted at the City Lord's Mansion. If there are any other tasks, we can all go. The daily work points are quite a lot."

After everyone quickly finished eating, their stomachs felt warm, and they worked harder in the afternoon, leaving less and less empty land.

Before dark, everyone returned to their residence, bringing with them steamed buns and pickles, and sat down in groups of three or four to talk, with longing smiles on their faces.

As soon as Village Chief Gu and his grandchildren came back, the villagers hurried to greet them and started talking at once.

"Village chief, we had meat today. It was delicious. I brought some back for you. You can eat it directly with your steamed bun. Keep it warm and you won't get diarrhea."

"...Eat meat, you mean you got meat while working today?"

"Yes, village chief, you don't have any."

Village Chief Gu smiled and waved his hand, saying seriously: "No, we are digging herbs, so our work is naturally easier. You farm hard and eat meat."

"Don't bring it back in the future. Eat your portion yourself. I can earn work points myself and then exchange them at the Work Points Building."

"Work Point Building? I don't know what that place is. Let's go take a look when we have a day off."

*

Two days passed in a flash, and it was everyone's turn to have a day off, but they took turns taking it. Village chief Gu brought his grandson to the market town.

A few villagers followed behind him, looking around with surprise in their eyes: "Village head, look at the houses on both sides of the street, they look exactly the same, so neat."

"Yes, let's find out where the centimeter building is and see what we can exchange for."

"I understand, Village Chief."

He asked the two people standing at the door of the building, hesitated for a moment, and then walked in. When the servant saw someone coming, he hurried over, but he was a little limping.

The aura he exudes shows that he is not an ordinary person.

"Hello everyone, is there anything you'd like to trade? We have rice, flour, oil, salt, cloth, and other things. The price list is posted over there."

"Of course you can ask me. As long as you have enough work points, you can exchange it for anything you want."

After one stick of incense

Several people came out of the work branch building, their faces bewildered. They looked down at the rice, flour and salt in their hands, still a little dazed, and muttered, "We didn't spend a penny, but we bought the stuff."

"Yeah, it's like a dream. The Northern Wasteland is so different."