Back at the Magic Tower, Roland immediately held an interim meeting.

All the people in the industry 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 those who are not very light-seeing forces like the Black Sand Gang.

"Call everyone here, there are important things that you need to do." Roland's eyes swept over everyone and continued, "I won't say much nonsense. This winter is much colder than in previous years, 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. In such a cold day, their simple thatched houses cannot withstand the cold wind and snow, and there are many people who lack food. I guess many civilians cannot survive this winter, and many people may die. Tens of thousands or hundreds of thousands?"

Roland's voice echoed in the conference room, and most people were quite surprised. They vaguely guessed Roland's thoughts.

But this is exactly why they were surprised.

Is Roland trying to save those dirty and poor pariahs?

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

But what was Roland's purpose? He had no faith mission to solve, and those untouchables had no effect on him.

He doesn't even have the qualification to be cannon fodder.

Besides, there are quite a few poor people in Delbon, and there are definitely tens of thousands of people. How many can Roland save?

Just helping them repair houses can almost empty half of the Magic Tower's property. If we include the daily food supply, it is estimated that the Magic Tower will have endless foundations in this winter.

Roland wants to do such an idiotic thing? It's unlikely!

The people below were full of doubts and wanted to share their thoughts and opinions with their friends next to them, but Roland stood above and stared at them fiercely, so that they did not dare to speak nonsense yesterday.

"I want to save them!" Roland said loudly: "Even if there are tens of thousands of people."

The guess came true. At this moment, the entire conference room was talking, and they could no longer bear it.

Someone even shouted to Roland: "Your Excellency, your idea is unrealistic. There are tens of thousands, not thousands. You underestimate the consumption of adults."

Only Vincent sat quietly without any excitement.

After waiting for them for a while, Roland said, "I know what you think, but I have thought about this decision carefully. First of all, these tens of thousands of people are not refugees. They also have some assets. Most of them have their own places to live and have certain food storage. It's just that it's not enough, and they may not be able to survive this winter."

Everyone in the conference room listened quietly.

"This group of people can survive this winter as long as someone supports them with certain food." Roland said with a smile: "This group of people does not need to spend too much elves and time. If we really need to spend a lot of effort on them, we need to build houses for them and give a lot of food to help them survive the winter. There are less than 10,000 people."

At this time, someone interrupted: "But even so, raising such a large group of people is a huge burden on the finances of the Magic Tower."

"Why should I support them and let them work?" Roland smiled and said, "Among our golden sons, some wise men have long considered this problem. The method is very simple, to provide work relief."

Everyone was puzzled.

Roland did not ask them to understand, but took out a map and pointed to the place where the main circled it and said: "This is the woods in the north of the city, covering a large area. We organized tens of thousands of people to cut them down. I believe that they could cut off the trees within half a month, and burn the grass and the roots together with a torch. Then, new wooden houses were built on the ashes with ready-made wood. The more they were built, the more open the surrounding open spaces could be reclaimed and distributed to those who were willing to live there."

"After people settle there, after a period of development, they can become a sub-city of Delbon, or use it as a new town."

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

When Roland heard this, he said to the people from the Black Sha Gang: "Gru, you let your subordinates spread news in the slums. He said that the Magic Tower will start recruiting workers from tomorrow and need lumberjacks, the more the better. It is impossible to be a man, woman, young and old, as long as you can swing the axe. Anyone who is willing to be a coolie eats three meals a day, two white bread meals a day, and there are 150 grams of wheat every day as a reward. It is necessary to let the whole city know the news."

This number was carefully considered by Roland.

Adults can only eat 70% or 80% full in one meal of white bread, and can work, but they don’t have much energy to make trouble anymore. And the elderly and children cannot finish two white bread each meal, and they will definitely take it home for their families to eat.

One hundred and fifty grams of wheat, about three taels, is enough for an adult to consume for one day of activity.

In this way, every migrant worker can eat enough and take some leftover food back to his family.

Then Roland continued, "The merchants moved me and went to other cities to purchase food, the more the better. The nobles took out your abilities and brought your servants with them. Each family managed a certain number of migrant workers, restrained them, and told them when to do what and what to do. Tomorrow I will hand over the daily work arrangement process to you."

Hearing this, everyone frowned.

Roland is shaving their skin.

But at this time, Roland smiled and said, "Of course, I won't let you do it for nothing. You should also hear that the Magic Tower will have a 'point' system in the future. Now you can help me with work and you can get one point every three days. The important thing is that these points can be transferred to your children. If you have magic apprentices at home, these points will be of great use."

At this time, Conan Doyle asked: "Roland, you can probably 'buy' one point.

"The first-level spell model." Roland smiled and said, "Maybe some magic materials, or some special qualifications, such as... If you have a child who is a little short of being an apprentice, then points can serve as his assessment score."

Everyone was stunned for a moment, then they all calmed down and stopped talking, but they looked at Roland with their eyes lit up.

Roland saw that everyone understood what he meant. He nodded with satisfaction, and then looked at Vincent: "As for project progress supervision, whether the management personnel are malfeasant, embezzled and lazy, I will leave it to you."

Vincent looked around everyone in the conference room and grinned.

Everyone except Roland shuddered subconsciously.
Chapter completed!