"Didn't you have lunch?"

Willy asked casually, and only after asking did he suddenly remember that in this world, if it weren't for nobles and big businessmen, few people would have lunch. It was the Fei Lun family, which was also changed after the gradual improvement of the family situation and was forced to propose by Willy.

There was a hint of embarrassment on Old York's face: "We people are rough, and we can withstand hunger. ”

Seeing this, Willy's expression was slightly serious. He suddenly remembered that when he saw those tun people just now, everyone was yellow and thin, as if everyone had not eaten enough.

"Don't you usually have enough to eat?"

It seems that eating enough is a more important thing than building roads. In this era without machines, manpower is the most important construction resource. If you can't eat enough, it is impossible to do a good job in Fandoutun.

"We don't have much food left over at home, and if it weren't for the Baron's distribution of some bran after we moved to Fandoutun, the big guy would have starved to death. ”

came up to show the poverty of Fandoutun in front of the chief, which really made Old York seem embarrassed.

Bran, that was an extremely difficult food to swallow, Willy thought of the first meal he had since he crossed over. That's at least some wheat mixed in. The rice is pure bran, and my throat is going to be slit.

"So you didn't have anything to eat before you moved to Fandoutun?"

Wei Li questioned that Fandoutun was newly built, and these tun residents should have lived in other places before.

Old Yoel stole a glance at Willy's face: "We were originally villagers in the same village, and we all made a living by growing food and vegetables, and although the output was relatively small in previous years, we could still barely maintain food and clothing. But this year, the village was suddenly hit by an insect infestation, and all the vegetables and grain were destroyed. Not only did we have nothing to eat, but we also failed to collect the taxes we paid to the Baron. ”

Old Yoel continued: "The village was forcibly torn apart because of the failure to pay the food. Some villagers were sent to the border defense line to do craftsmen to build fortifications, and some were sent to other tunzi, while those of us were selected to build Xintun Fandoutun. ”

When Wei Li heard this, he knew the reason why these villagers were so thin, and finally understood that in addition to fear in the eyes of the villagers who looked at him before, there was also an emotion, that is, the rejection hidden in their hearts.

Although Baron Kells forced them to leave their original home, they took this rejection on themselves, and in their opinion, they were one of the main culprits who caused them to leave their home. No way, it's determined by human instinct and psychology.

In fact, as a lord, Baron Kells had no problem doing so. The entire land in and around Diamondtown belonged to Baron Kells himself, and the villagers were responsible for producing for him when they got the Baron's land. However, the villagers of this village have not been able to keep food and vegetables, which means that Baron Kells's land investment here has not been rewarded. In the baron's view, the villagers were squandering his property in disguise.

Therefore, the baron's decision to break up the village seemed a matter of course for the entire aristocracy. Baron Kells is already a benevolent lord, and when other lords encounter such a situation, they will directly drive the villagers out of the territory, leaving them to become outcasts with nowhere to live. Even some brutal noble lords will kill people to vent their anger.

Here, the law is used to bind the nobility, and all the rules in the territory are based on the will of the lord.

"Although the village is torn apart, don't you have any money you usually save?"

Willy asked.

Old Joel smiled bitterly: "Everyone's money is not left, and it is used to compensate for the loss of Lord Baron." ”

Willy was speechless for a while, the nobles of this world really want to scrape the last layer of skin from the commoners.

"It's really a headache, if everyone can't eat enough, how can Fandoutun be built......

Willy complained as if he had unintentionally that he had to find a way to get everyone to eat first.

However, when Lao Yoel heard this, he hurriedly said: "Don't worry, Tun Lord, everyone will definitely work hard to cultivate the land and build Fandoutun, and will not delay the development of Fandoutun." ”

Old Joel was afraid that if Willy was dissatisfied with everyone and drove them out to recruit the people again, then the fifty-odd men, women, and children would become homeless. It's hard for the outcasts to survive.

Willy glanced at Old Joel, knowing that he had misunderstood what he meant.

"Compared with building a tunzi, it is more important for everyone to be full. ”

Willy's words made Old Joel a little incomprehensible, and he didn't think about the Tun Chief's desire to feed everyone at all. In Old York's opinion, as the head of the tun, Willy will not care about the life and death of his own people, and he should be concerned about producing more beans in the tunzi.

"Looks like I'm going to go to town......"

Willy had already made a decision on his mind.

It's not a good thing that the people don't have enough to eat, and it's not a good thing that the people have a sense of rejection of themselves.

But the combination of these two is not necessarily a bad thing for oneself. The people want to be fed, this is the demand, and satisfying this need can not only give everyone the strength to work, but also win loyalty, which is a matter of killing two birds with one stone. I am not afraid that my subordinates will ask for something, but I am afraid that my subordinates will have no desires and no desires.

As for spending some money, it really wasn't a big concern for Willy. Not to mention the reward of 500 Jinlum, just talk about your hunting ability and gathering ability, as long as you want, you can bring a steady stream of income.

"You go get me a young man, and the three of us will go to Diamond Town together. ”

Willy commanded Old Joel.

Joel Sr. didn't understand why Willy had made this decision suddenly, but he chose to obey: "I'm going to call my grandson Arden, he's a quick-witted and nimble kid. ”

When Willy returned home, he drove out the carriage he had borrowed from Aunt Sawain, and took two leftover steamed cakes.

Shortly after leaving the house, Willy saw Old Joel with a young man about his own age.

He was dressed in shabby, short-sleeved shirts, with only a layer of skin on his skinny bones.

This should be the grandson Arden of Old York.

"Quick, say hello to Tun Chief. ”

Old Joel urged.

"Hello, Tun Lord. ”

Arden carefully glanced at Willy in front of him, and his heart showed a trace of sourness. It's obviously the same age, but the identities are very different.

This feeling is very uncomfortable.