Chapter 44: Resettlement of Refugees
In the evening, when it was almost dark, the soldiers escorted the refugees assigned by the sheriff back to the manor.
The residents of the manor were very curious about the many new faces that appeared. Jacob and his family came to the miller's house to see if there were any of their relatives or friends among these people.
As usual, the steward and the miller worked together to compile detailed statistics on these people.
Twenty-five people in total, five elderly people, ten women, five young people, and five children
These refugees looked even more miserable than Jagabu and his men. Not only were they starving to the point of being skin and bones, some of them were even naked, with their clothes torn and tattered.
Even the miller's wife, who had no sympathy for the Lenians, could not help throwing two sacks of grain to them.
After a while, the housekeeper, who was blocked from work, could only seek help from the Jagbu family outside the door.
Olivia sat on the side and listened to Jagabu communicating with those who did not speak Alta on behalf of the butler.
She tacitly allowed Jagabu's family to come in and help. When these refugees learned that Jagabu's family was originally from outside Dongfeng City and settled down here, they immediately felt much more secure.
He helped these people register their information, explaining that the records were for future preparation for farming, and no one resisted.
Jacob assisted the housekeeper in registering the population and came over to explain their origins to Olivia.
"Ma'am, these people are from Kailin City, which is further north. They don't speak Alta very well, but I can teach them slowly."
Jagabu was afraid that his wife would think these people were too weak to carry the load, so he simply left them to fend for themselves.
Olivia's mind was not on these trivial matters at all. After she checked that there were no talented people among these people, she focused her attention on Kailin City.
"Where is Kailin City?"
"Ah? Kailin City is northwest of Dongfeng City. It takes about a day's drive and four days on foot."
Jacopo replied.
Olivia counted on her fingers.
"It takes two days to walk from Dongfeng City to the border. In other words, after Kailin City was captured, these people walked for five or six days to reach the border?"
Olivia intuitively realized how close she was to the battlefield.
She came back to her senses and told the housekeeper:
"Tell the kitchen to make two pots of rye porridge for them."
"Let them stay at the mill for one night today.
Tomorrow morning, we will allocate a piece of land in the village for them to build huts, and we will also allocate a few trees for them to build houses.”
There is a large area of frozen reeds by the lake, so it is easy to build a shelter. Just put up a few pieces of wood, cover it with reeds, and fill the surrounding area with mud or wood. These people will have enough to eat today, and they will have to build a shelter for themselves tomorrow.
The housekeeper can naturally handle these things.
However, these people were all devastated. When the Wisenmo family first arrived, they still had some money on them, but after traveling for so many days, these people were completely penniless.
Therefore, the manor has to provide food for these people temporarily, and Olivia has also made arrangements for this.
She asked the housekeeper to take out a large barrel of old rye from the warehouse and go to town to exchange it for two barrels of lower quality, the kind that could be exchanged for 200 pounds of rye at a hundred pounds, which was the defective product from the hulling factory, broken grain mixed with bran.
Then ask the kitchen to cook a big pot of porridge like this twice a day and distribute it to them to ensure they don’t starve to death.
In another month, which will be mid-February, we can start letting these people reclaim wasteland and go fishing in the river, so that they can be self-reliant.
After deciding on the stay or departure of these people and their resettlement, Olivia returned to her house, and Caesar happened to be back from his shift.
Caesar thought that Olivia would be angry about the Baron's arrangement. None of these Lenians seemed to be useful, and he didn't even dare to ask when he got home.
But at dinner, Olivia seemed fine and didn't lose her temper. She just ate her meal, took a few bites, and sighed deeply.
Fanon watched from the side and couldn't help but say, "If the manor can't afford to support these people, it can be sold..."
Although buying and selling serfs was not something a priest should talk about, Fanon also had his own selfish motives. It was worrying to think about so many people who couldn't even speak Alta waiting for him to teach them.
"I'm not worried about those people. I just heard about the war in Lenya from Jacopo."
She forced an expression, thinking that the game had changed from a farming survival game to one that required strategic planning.
Living next to uneasy neighbors and having a boss who controls him in every way.
What does this mean? She is not qualified to lie down and must fight for herself to create an environment and status suitable for lying down.
She raised her head to drink, and inexplicably felt the threat from this chaotic world.
Olivia was sad that she had to play games so risky, but she made up her mind to conquer the Baroness.
At least next time if something happens, I can still show some favor in exchange for some preferential treatment.
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A few days later, the ice cellar was almost dug and the tenant farmers transported the ice into the ice cellar.
Olivia had visited that place. It took them three days to dig through the permafrost that was one or two meters thick on the surface. They had to bake the soil while digging, but once the permafrost layer was opened, it was easy to go deep into a long and narrow corridor.
Once the depth was sufficient and the temperature was constant, they began digging to the width. The housekeeper listened to Olivia's suggestion and decided to let the workers dig as wide as they could.
Finally, when Olivia inspected it, the ice cellar was filled with neatly stacked ice blocks. After a pile of reeds were stuffed in to cushion the ice, it looked to be still about 40 square meters wide. If it was stuffed full, it should be able to accommodate quite a few people.
In the blink of an eye, it was the end of January. This mission was completed and Olivia's main mission was updated again.
She received the mission reward of wheat production +20%.
Olivia had a hunch that the next main mission would definitely be a large-scale infrastructure mission.
So the reward...
It won’t be easy.
So, in order to pray for good luck, she took a bath, burned incense and prayed, and only received the new task at dinner time.
Building a church
Mission Description: Build a church in your territory.
Mission Reward: Any NPC praying in this church will gain +0.1 favorability towards the player.
Olivia's smile froze, and she was filled with confusion. What the hell is 0.1? Can you be a little stingier?
But when she figured out what this reward meant, she smiled playfully again.
It is known that NPCs who have a favorable impression of her will subconsciously love her.
If the church she built could increase the favorability of her by 0.1 for every prayer she made, then this was not offering incense to the God of Creation, it was clearly offering incense to her!
Olivia subconsciously covered her mouth.
Imagine this.
If the tool person goes out to fight in the future, the map under her management expands, and she builds more and more churches, more and more people will become more favorable to her on fixed prayer days.
If this continues for a long time, won't it create hundreds, thousands, or even tens of thousands of loyal people?
This seems to be similar to Graya's passive skill, but the speed is different. Graya's passive skill is suitable for people who cannot pray at a fixed time.
This is how the game is actually played...
Expand territory, build churches, convert people, build infrastructure, and finally you can farm in peace!
Olivia regretted not reading the guide before playing the game.
"What's wrong?"
On the side of the dining table, Caesar took a sip of yogurt and looked at his wife with some confusion.
Ever since dinner started, she seemed to be a little off. Sometimes her expression was hesitant, sometimes confused, and he couldn't understand what she was thinking.
At this moment, I saw her covering her mouth with her hands, holding the dinner knife, with her knuckles turning white. I thought she had a fish bone stuck in her throat.
Olivia suppressed a smile and shook her head.
"It's okay, I'm fine, I just remembered something interesting."
But what's there to be happy about right now? Caesar nodded in a cryptic manner and didn't ask any further questions. He always felt that he couldn't know too much.
After dinner, Olivia listened to the housekeeper's work report.
"Madam, the ice cellar has been completely cleaned and sealed."
The workers to be sent to the monastery also began to gather at Mr. Letillon and Mrs. Narcissa. The two of them sent a message saying that they would bring the people to the construction site on time.
"The sheriff just sent me a message asking me to attend a dinner the day after tomorrow to collect the grant."
After receiving the grant, we have to pay Letilen and my aunt an upfront payment first, and then pay the balance when the project is about to end.
"Okay, I see. How have those refugees been doing these past two days?"
Olivia picked up a cup of linden flower tea and drank some biscuits made by the kitchen helper. In fact, the local almond biscuits were not bad, but she had never tasted good ones before.
The housekeeper said frankly that although these women and children could not lift or carry anything, they could still work after eating. No one was opposed to learning the language of Alta, and some of them were even more tactful and took the initiative to seek guidance from the priest.
After drinking hot porridge for a few days, no one wanted to go back to chew on snow and eat grass roots. Looking at the Wisenmo family who had naturalized first, everyone knew that they could stay in this place for a long time.
Olivia planned to let these people go fishing in the river on a large scale once the glaciers thawed, and to convert the forests into farmland, creating dozens of acres of terraced fields.
The butler listened and shook his head with emotion:
"Madam, I heard that Lord Toksun treated these refugees very harshly."
"Oh? What did he do?"
The housekeeper heard that the Knight Toxon let these refugees sleep in the open air and only gave food to the women who knew how to weave. As for the old and young who knew nothing, it seemed that he wanted to leave them to die.
Caesar, who was petting a cat nearby, couldn't help but frown when he heard this.
It seems that not everyone is as good as Olivia at maintaining the stability of the refugees.
The Baron can use force to suppress the refugees, after all he has hundreds of soldiers.
But there were only a few soldiers in each of the knights' manors outside the city, and these twenty or so refugees were neither a few nor a few, as they had crossed the border just to survive.
If he can't survive here, he might just give up. Can a few soldiers stop him then?
When the butler was about to leave, Caesar asked him to call George.
Olivia had thought of this, but without her saying anything, Caesar ordered George to lead the soldiers to patrol the area around the fiefdom starting tomorrow and keep an eye on the neighbors to see if there might be any refugees fleeing.
Escaping is a good situation. Everyone knows that these people are pagans themselves, and they may do more exciting things.
Olivia listened to Caesar's explanation of the reason for this arrangement and replied:
"Of course, but I think everyone should understand the principle of comforting the refugees."
Olivia added.
Most normal people would not do something so extreme.
Knight Tokson, who has a son but fails to raise him into a useful person, has a very twisted heart and is not a normal person. When he encounters a slave like this who he can toss around at will, he will definitely squeeze out every last bit of value and will not give him anything.
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Author's words: Next book: "Nineteenth Century Department Store Princess"
Copywriter:
Deli traveled through time and became a passerby in a Western classical novel.
London in the 19th century, the golden age of the Victorian era, and the steel torrent of the Industrial Revolution created the world-renowned London metropolis.
The West Side is like a paradise of drunkenness and decadence, while the East Side is like a hell filled with sweatshops.
Daly's family lived in a cramped little house in the slums of East London.
Just pointing to half of a dilapidated grocery store to make a living.
However, the grandmother who ran the shop was bedridden, and the family was in a mess, running the shop like a headless fly, and the business was getting worse and worse.
Delly looked at the messy shelves at home and spotted the problem at a glance.
Canned tomatoes and cocoa powder, the old stock had not been sold out yet, and new stock was placed in front, and no one noticed that it was about to go bad.
The counter was also dirty and covered with dust, resulting in no one being interested in buying candied fruits, toffee, biscuits and other foods.
There are also fast-moving consumer goods such as soap, sealing wax, baking soda, etc. that have been sold out and have not been restocked yet...
Dai Li, who worked her way up from the grassroots to become the CEO of a retail brand in her previous life, said:
"I can do it, let me go!"
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businessman/cop
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Store Management
Family Development
Vanity Fair
Late 19th century
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