Pem had been a refugee, and unlike most people, he was not from the Chert Territory, but from the Golden Swallow Collar a little further afield.

The baron there was also unable to withstand the invasion of the orcs, so he was forced to embark on a wandering path, where he endured hardships and starved and froze.

He had also tried to pray to the gods that Allah would save him, a poor believer, but the words of the prayer were blown away by a bitter cold wind.

The gods did not bow their haughty heads in the end, but the scouts of the Kanna Territory brought the news of the Sanctuary from the cold wind.

The new baron of the Canna Lord, who was willing to accept those who suffered like him, was already on a par with the true god in his heart the moment he entered the city.

In the refugee area, he, along with other refugees, had a shelter to shelter from the elements, and although the place was crowded and leaky, that night was the most restful night he could sleep on.

The most surprising thing is that after waking up, there is a big bowl of steaming white rice porridge, which is very thick, and it is not at all a bowl of water and a few grains of rice that fools people.

At that moment, the image of Lord Baron in his mind had already surpassed that of the gods.

At first, Pam was a little worried that he would be relegated to slavery, because it was a common practice for refugees by lords everywhere, and although he had not experienced it, he had heard many merchants tell him.

After all, no livestock can be as good as a slave.

But the baron, named Lane, once again exceeded his expectations, and indeed some of them were reduced to slavery, but not refugees, but prisoners, and supposedly participated in the attack on the territory.

"They deserve it, but thanks to the mercy of the lord, it didn't kill them." That's what Pem really thought at the time.

Then the pems never saw the slaves, and according to the officials in charge of them, they wanted to build a territory to redeem themselves and cleanse them of their sins.

Pem still felt that the lord was too merciful, because he had heard that the slaves could also eat thick white rice porridge every day, which he thought was not necessary.

"Hey, Pem, there's a green pole forest on the hill ahead, let's get over there." The voice of his companion rang in his ears, waking up a somewhat distracted Pem.

"That's great, it looks like we'll be able to complete Lord Hevian's mission soon, and we'll be able to eat mixed vegetables and rice when we get back early." Pemm smiled, and his steps quickened.

Because of Lane's cash-for-work order, the free supply of food for refugees was greatly reduced, and they had to work to obtain food, men, women, and children, up to a certain age, were included.

Those who finish the task early can eat dry rice made with wild vegetables, pickles, and rice, which tastes good and is said to have been invented by the lord.

Those who return late will only have porridge to drink, but it is also very valuable food for refugees.

With a simple wood knife in hand, Pem and his companions plunged headlong into this large-scale green pole forest, and these plants that grow like vines are entangled and grow everywhere.

Pem used to be a lumberjack, and cutting down green poles is not too easy.

After a while, the two of them cut dozens of pounds of green poles, tied them up with vines and carried them on their shoulders to return to the territory with a smile, it was strange that there would be a smile on the face of the refugee?

In the wilderness outside the city, the procession of two men gradually grew to ten, twenty...... More and more teams went out to cut down the green poles and began to turn.

The two also had a sense of urgency in their hearts, trotted a few steps, and returned to the handover point under the gaze of the city defense soldiers, and the official in charge of the inventory weighed and handed out a small piece of bamboo with some small words written on it.

This is the proof of their work, and they can exchange this bamboo chip for a dinner, which makes him feel very novel, everyone used to wait for the meal, and it is said that this is also proposed by the Baron, as if it is called ...... Meal ticket?

Pem thought it was very appropriate, but he was curious about what the Lord Lord wanted these green rods for, and with such a large amount, it was already no less than a thousand pounds just now.

Soon, his curiosity was about to be satisfied, and after eating a large bowl full of mixed vegetables, a government official named Civis approached him.

"Now that the Baron needs to hire a hundred able-bodied men who are selected and able to perform the tasks assigned by the Baron, you will be able to eat two meals a day with mixed vegetables and an egg a day."

Sivis stood on a small bench and read Ryan's orders to the refugees around him hoarsely.

After hearing about one egg a day, Pehm's heart was moved, and he wanted to sign up, whether it was to satisfy his curiosity or to satisfy his appetite.

The enthusiasm for registration was also very high, and Pem was finally selected with a burly figure, but his companion was brushed down early because he was too thin.

In anticipation, he followed Lord Sivis into the legendary castle, just like Grandma Liu entered the Grand View Garden, seeing everything was novel.

"It's beautiful." Looking at the gorgeous costumes of the castle soldiers, Pem was a little envious, he had never worn such beautiful clothes.

In a wooden house that looked like a large warehouse, they met not only the Governor De Lay, but also the Baron.

It was the first time he had seen the lord with his own eyes, he was as young and handsome as rumored, with a warm smile on his face, and he didn't have the arrogance of Baron Jin Yanhua at all.

Looking around, I found piles of green poles, some half-human-high vats, and a few large stone grinders and a few cows?

This strange configuration made him a little imaginative, and he felt a sense of excitement about being exposed to new things.

"Gentlemen, to be able to stand out from the crowd of the people proves that your physical fitness should be very outstanding, you may have seen me, my name is Ryan. Thunder. Blake, your lords.

Your task is simple, but it's also heavy, it's to juice these thousands of pounds of green rods, and there's a steady stream of green rods coming in the back.

You have to be fast, squeeze them out before they go bad, and if you do it well, I'll have other rewards, Sives, and you're in charge of managing them. ”

Ryan's voice was not hurried, there was no sense of domineering, and there was no contempt from above.

In particular, the phrase "I am your lord" made Pem excited, after all, in the eyes of others, he was just a refugee and not a subject under the lord's rule.

With a few brief words, Sives began to assign people and work.

Pem's job was simpler: placing bundles of green poles under the huge stone grinders and watching others drive the oxen to pull the stone grinders to squeeze them into dark green juice......