Back at the Magic Tower, Roland immediately convened an impromptu meeting.

All the people from the properties under the name of the magic tower came, about thirty-four people, a small number of nobles, most of the merchants, and a small number of special people, such as forces like the Black Sand Gang, who could not see the light of day.

"Gather everyone here, there is something important for you to do." Roland's gaze swept over everyone and continued: "I won't say more nonsense, this year's winter is much colder than usual, and I think many people feel it." ”

Everyone was a little confused, so they looked at Roland.

"But there are still many poor people in the city, and on such a cold day, their simple thatched houses can't withstand the cold wind and snow, and there are still many people who lack food, I estimate that many civilians will not survive this winter, and many people may die." Tens of thousands, or a hundred thousand? ”

Roland's voice echoed through the conference room, and most of them were quite taken aback, they vaguely guessed Roland's thoughts.

But that's why they were surprised.

Roland is this to save those dirty and poor pariahs?

In winter, it is not uncommon to save untouchables, and the Temple of Light, the Temple of Life, saves a small group of untouchables with more devout beliefs every winter to keep them alive.

But what is Roland's purpose? He had no faith to solve, and the untouchables didn't work for him at all.

Not even qualified to be cannon fodder.

Besides, there are a lot of poor people in Delbon, and there must be tens of thousands, how many can Roland save?

Just helping them repair the house can almost empty half of the Magic Tower, and if you count the daily food supply, it is estimated that this winter will be endless.

Roland is going to do such an idiotic thing? Unlikely!

The people below were holding back their doubts and wanted to exchange their thoughts and opinions with the friends next to them, but Roland stood above and looked at them fiercely, so that they didn't dare to talk nonsense yesterday.

"I want to save them!" Roland shouted: "Even if it's tens of thousands." ”

The guess really came true, and all of a sudden, the whole conference room was full of discussions, and they couldn't help it anymore.

Someone even shouted to Roland: "Your Excellency, your idea is unrealistic. That's tens of thousands, not thousands, and you're underestimating the consumption of Chéng Rén. ”

Only Vincent sat quietly, without any expression of excitement.

Roland waited for them to discuss it for a while, then said, "I know what you think, but I have already thought deeply about this decision. First of all, these tens of thousands of people are not homeless, they also have some assets, most of them have their own places to live, and they also have a certain amount of food. It's just not enough, and it may not survive this winter. ”

Everyone in the conference room listened quietly.

"As long as this group of people has someone to support them with a certain amount of food, they can survive this winter." Roland smiled and said: "This group of people doesn't need to spend too much of our elves and time, cut them down, and the people who really need us to spend a lot of effort, need us to build them houses and give them a lot of food to help them survive the winter, there are less than 10,000." ”

At this time, someone interjected: "But even so, raising such a large group of people is also a great burden on the finances of the magic tower. ”

"Why keep them, just let them work." Roland smiled: "Among our golden sons, there are sages who have already considered such a problem, and the solution is very simple, to work for relief. ”

Everyone was a little puzzled.

Roland didn't ask them to understand, but took out a map, pointed to the place where the main face was circled, and said: "This is the forest in the north of the city, covering a large area, we organized tens of thousands of people to go over to cut down, presumably we can cut down the trees within half a month, and then burn the grass and roots together." After that, new wooden houses were built from the ashes from the ready-made timber, and the more and more were built, the surrounding open space could also be reclaimed and distributed to those who wished to live there. ”

"When people settle down there, after a period of development, they can become a sub-town of Delbon, or a new town."

"But how can we get tens of thousands of people to cut down a forest?"

When Roland heard this, he said to the people of the Black Sand Gang: "Gru, you let your subordinates spread the news in the slums, just say that the magic tower will start recruiting workers tomorrow, and it needs lumberjacks, the more the better, and there are no men, women, young and old, as long as they can wield an axe." Whoever is willing to work as a coolie eats three meals a day, two white loaves of bread, and a hundred and fifty grams of wheat a day as a reward. It is necessary for the whole city to know the news. ”

This figure was carefully considered by Roland.

A meal of two fist-sized white breads, adults can only eat seven or eight minutes full, can work, but there is not much strength to make trouble again. The elderly and children who can't eat two white breads at each meal will definitely take them home for their families to eat.

And one hundred and fifty grams of wheat, about three taels, after cooking, is enough for an adult to consume for a day's activities.

In this way, each migrant worker will be able to eat enough and have some leftover food to take back to their families.

Roland then continued: "The merchants have moved me to go to other cities to buy food, the more the better. And the nobles show your skills, bring your attendants, and each family manages a certain number of laborers, restraining them, telling them when to do what and what needs to be done. Tomorrow I will hand over to you the daily work arrangement. ”

Hearing this, everyone frowned.

Roland was scraping their skin.

But at this time, Roland smiled and said, "Of course, I won't let you do it in vain." You should also have heard that in the future, the magic tower will have a 'points' system, and now you can help me work and get one point every three days. Importantly, these points can be passed on to your descendants, and if you have a magic apprentice in your family, they can be of great use. ”

At this time, Old Conan Doyle asked: "Roland, where can one point be 'bought'?"

"A model of a first-order spell." Roland smiled, "Maybe some magic materials, or some special qualifications, such as ...... If you have a child who is just a little bit away from becoming an apprentice, then the points can be used as his assessment score. ”

Everyone was stunned for a moment, then they all fell silent and stopped talking, but they looked at Roland with bright eyes.

Roland saw that everyone understood what he meant, he nodded with satisfaction, and then looked at Vincent: "As for the supervision of the progress of the project, whether the management is derelict in their duties, corruption and laziness, I will leave it to you." ”

Vincent glanced around at everyone in the room and grinned.

Except for Roland, everyone else subconsciously shuddered.

Then Vincent said in an arrogant tone peculiar to the rich second generation: "No problem! I'm the one who likes to grab people the most. ”