"Why did Willy give the wheat to these people?"

Not far from the crowd, Vilia asked Lake, who was quiet in her arms, to Lake.

Just now, when Arden shouted around Fandoutun to gather, the Lake family also heard it, and his son summoned the people of Fandoutun, so he naturally wanted to come and see.

Because Mrs. Swain still needed to clean up the new house, and she had no interest in it, only Lake took Veria to the tunkou.

"Willy wants everyone to have enough to eat, he's a kind kid and he's a good captain. ”

Lake explained to Velia that, in fact, there was still a word left unspoken in his heart, and that Willy was actually buying people's hearts.

Although the cost of ten bags of wheat is nothing to the current Faeron family, Lake is still a little distressed, after all, he has just come from a poor life. However, although he was a little reluctant, he still firmly believed that Valey was right to do so.

"Six catties of wheat, take it!"

Arden was sweating profusely, but he still didn't feel tired.

Old Joel was already soaking his clothes, but his heart was full of joy.

Because the people suddenly summoned and there was no preparation for the distribution of wheat, there were no cloth bags to carry it, so the men present used their brains to take off all the sackcloth on their upper bodies and use it as cloth bags to hold wheat. Because his clothes were not big enough, one of the tun people took off his son's clothes and pants together and used them as cloth bags.

Because of the orderly process of receiving the grain, the wheat was quickly distributed.

However, after distributing the wheat, the people did not leave immediately, and they all stood in place, as if waiting for something.

"Lord Tun, this wheat has been distributed. There are still 60 catties of wheat left, what should I do?"

Old Yol was in a good mood, and with this wheat, as long as he saved it, the people of the camp could survive the difficult days now, and the winter was not so daunting. When the beans are harvested in the spring of next year, everyone will no longer have to worry about starving to death. These 500 catties of wheat solved the urgent need.

"You will divide the rest of the wheat among the old men over fifty years of age, according to the head of the person. ”

Wiley has already begun to build a welfare model for Fandoutun.

Old Yoel nodded, so that he could get more points.

"Master Tun, please say a few more words, everyone is waiting for you. ”

Old Yoel glanced at the settlers, and then said to Willy.

Willy nodded, and hopped into the carriage once more.

This time, when he looked at the people from above, he noticed that everyone was looking up at him. There was no longer rejection in their eyes, but a deep sense of gratitude.

For the people who just want to eat and live, the act of giving food is the greatest act of kindness.

"I'll just say two things. ”

Willy's voice was steady and firm: "The first point is about the cultivation of beans. The reason why we built the Bun Tun was because of the need of Baron Kells, who wanted to fill his granary with beans. So we must put the cultivation of the beans first in all our work, and when the spring arrives next year, we must hand in enough beans to the Baron. ”

Willy knew very well that Baron Kells was the man he had to deal with.

After hearing Willy's words, some of the people below began to nod their heads unconsciously.

"I know that everyone is still very concerned about how many carafs they need to give me after paying the tax on the peas. ”

As the tun chief, Willy also has the power to collect taxes from beans.

"Now I tell you, I will not ask for a gram of the beans! Whether you keep it for yourself or sell it, it's your right!"

As soon as Willy's words fell, the people suddenly let out a sound of surprise.

In this way, they were exactly the same as they had in the village, and after paying the baron's taxes, they would not have to pay them a second time. In this way, they were forced to move from the village to Fandoutun without causing any losses.

Willy saw the villagers who could no longer suppress their excitement, and the corners of his mouth curved slightly.

How many beans can these settlers hand over to themselves? I'm afraid that one harvest is better than two more trips into the Pole Forest. In this case, it is better to leave these beans to the tunmin themselves.

Although the purpose of the construction of Pandoutun is to grow peas, Wiley has set his sights on the longer term. He wants to build Pandoutun into a miniature diamond town, and make it like a diamond town, with not only agricultural activities, but also commercial activities. He wants to make this the most prosperous tunzi under Diamond Town. This is not a pipe dream, because there is plenty of land here, and as long as you have the money to expand, your vision will not be difficult to achieve.

Now that the suspberry tax is exempt, it can be easily compensated for by other plant or commercial taxes in the future. The premise is that Fandoutun is expanded.

Baron Kells has always been supportive of the expansion of the tunzi, which is also a good means to increase his taxes, so he will not stop it at all, but will encourage it, of course, provided that he cannot pay for the expansion.

"Now for the second point......

Willy continued: "In the future, maybe we will pay more sweat for the further construction of Fandoutun, so I hope everyone will have enough to eat and have the strength. Because every two months, I feed everyone. Therefore, you don't have to be too economical in these 500 catties of wheat. ”

This time, the silence in the crowd was finally broken. The tun people could no longer suppress their excitement and shouted excitedly.

It turned out that this wheat was supplied continuously! Everyone never thought that the Tun Elder would be so generous.

The cheering residents were full of enthusiasm for life and expectations for the future.

No more starvation, a new life is better than the original.

Willy also smiled, as long as the hearts of the people are gathered, the bright future of Fandoutun is not a dream.

Just as he was thinking about it, the text of the title attribute panel suddenly appeared in front of Willy's eyes.

"Gain the respect and gratitude of all the people of Pandoutun, get the title - [Micro Lord], and reward 0.5 attribute points"

"After obtaining the title of [Micro Lord], you will gain the ability [Prestige (LV1)], in the entire Pandoutun, you will be the most authoritative person, and every citizen of Fandoutun will have a strong sense of respect or fear because of your emotional changes when facing you. 】”

[Willy Faeron - Constitution: 2.6, Intelligence: 1.2, Remaining Attribute Points: 1.3]

Willy was in a trance, this could even get the title.

"Prestige...... Have you gradually embarked on the path of a lord......

Willy felt that he was like these settlers, and his future life was beginning to become normal.

"If it is with the continuous development of Fandoutun, will I get a higher level of title?"

For the future of Fandoutun, Willy suddenly had strong expectations.