Chapter 815: Patrol (4)
Previously, when the war in Vanshire ended, many peasants' fields had been sold, and even their previous surplus grain had been robbed by the Berans.
When the large army of the Berans withdrew, they also took all the food they had looted, and when Vytautas surrendered, there was not much left.
Although Luo Ming used work for relief to help the vast number of people affected by the disaster, after all, he had limited food on hand, even if he tried his best to buy from neighboring counties and the Silk Tea Road, but the overall price of food rose because of the war, and he could not distribute it too luxuriously.
Aside from the food of the workers themselves and their families for the day, there is not much left for each day.
Those who go to work in Schönbrunn's workshops, or even settle down in Schönbrunn to sign a long-term work contract, are able to get higher wages.
But in the whole county, most of the rest of the people only did the work of ten to dozens of days, mainly to clean up the scars of the war, such as cleaning up the ruins and corpses, dredging ditches, and clearing roads, and they naturally did not get much paid in the end.
Of course, Luo Ming also calculated, according to previous years, these rewards can make do with them to survive this winter.
But this year's winter was a bit colder than usual, with thicker snow and stronger winds.
This is of course a good thing in Ruixue Zhaofeng year, even if Luo Ming doesn't do anything next year, he will usher in a small harvest, but before next year's harvest, many people are already shivering in today's cold wind.
Luo Ming came here not only to increase his prestige but also to make the people more accepting of him as the new ruler.
As a ruler, Luo Ming also felt the heavy burden on his shoulders.
Of course, some rulers can pretend that they can't hear the suffering of the people, let them suffer from hunger and cold, and if something really happens, they may not be able to make up for it, and even when it comes to the time when it is over if they don't make up for it, they will never admit the slightest mistake themselves, but just find a subordinate to borrow their head to take the blame.
But Luo Ming was not able to do this, not only because he would lose the support of the people and lose his actual interests, but also because he also had a sense of responsibility for all the people under his rule, and since the people regarded him as a monarch, then he had to treat them as "people" in the real sense of the word.
For him, who has not even married, the concept of "child" is still a bit unfamiliar - but if it is the concept of a junior and a disciple, he knows it well.
After a few more steps, Luo Ming heard a faint cry in the distance.
What happened - as soon as his mind moved, his figure shot out like an arrow off the string, and the next moment he was already standing a hundred meters away.
Since this body is completely a magic projection, although the combat power is far less strong than the main body or the official clone, but the flexibility is much better than the material body, if it is not essentially just a remote-controlled puppet, it can be as comfortable as the legendary Yuan Shen out of body fugue world.
Luo Ming looked fixedly, and there was a collapsed thatched house in front of him, which seemed to have just collapsed.
Several villagers were desperately digging through the rubble, throwing clods of earth, timber and thatch aside, and some of them were crying as they dug desperately.
Their clothes were covered with patches, and they didn't look too thick, and they would have shivered in the cold wind, but even so, what was the reason for continuing to dig......
Luo Ming immediately strode forward and shouted, "What's going on!"