"My lord is truly a benevolent and righteous man, worthy of my allegiance."
Zhan Zhao was deeply moved.
Old man Zhan also looked up eagerly. Liu Hao pointed to a large piece of wasteland beside the village and said loudly: "Liu's family has little foundation. This large piece of land was originally the family's field, but now it is in chaos.
No one is farming. Since I have accepted you, you are all considered as members of my family. As long as I have a bite to eat from now on, you will never go hungry."
The group of refugees headed by Old Man Zhan cheered in unison and knelt down to kowtow. Liu Hao said with a smile: "Next, let me tell you about the land allocation responsibility system."
"The system of dividing fields is basically to take out these abandoned fields under my house and distribute them to everyone for planting. When the food is harvested, half of the food will be recycled, and the remaining food will be everyone's own rations."
"Do we have land to farm?"
"What, my lord wants to share his fields and grains with us!?"
Everyone's eyes lit up, but Mr. Zhan waved his hands repeatedly and shook his head and said: "I can't do this, I absolutely can't do it. Being taken in by the lord is already a great kindness. The old slaves should work hard to repay the lord, how dare they do anything to the lord?"
Are you coveting your land?"
When the refugees thought about it again, they looked frightened and fell to their knees one after another.
Although they long for farmland, they also know that this is unrealistic.
Agrarian feudal society, institutional concepts are deeply rooted.
If the people at the bottom have land to farm and food to eat, that is already a great happiness. This is a fundamental system problem.
"Listen to me first."
Liu Hao continued: "I just set a time limit and lease the fields to everyone according to their responsibilities."
"For example, if I rent it to Mr. Zhan for three years, I will split the grain grown 50-50, which is enough to save Mr. Zhan from famine. But of course the final ownership of this field is still mine."
To put it bluntly, this is equivalent to recruiting more than a hundred free workers for free to produce food for Liu Hao.
However, Zhan Huan and others were greatly moved and began to discuss with the fellow villagers in the crowd.
There are fields to farm and food to eat. For the refugees who have experienced war and man-made disasters, it is simply a magical life.
After a while, Zhan Huan whispered in Liu Hao's ear: "My lord, 50% of the grain is too generous for me to wait for. The old slave calculated that for so many fields, only 20% of the grain is enough to feed us.
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"Yes, Lord, we don't want 50%, only 20% is enough!"
The refugees looked at Liu Hao expectantly.
very good!
These people are not greedy either.
Liu Hao nodded, smiled and waved, and did not refuse. He had no intention of giving these refugees 50% of the grain harvest.
After a rough calculation, if such a large wasteland is fully planted, only 20% of it will be enough to feed these refugees.
Without themselves, these people would starve to death on the roadside sooner or later.
Liu Hao thought about it and continued to throw out the bait: "Then according to what Mr. Zhan said, spring plowing and autumn harvest, seeds and farm tools are all prepared by the village. The government will also reward the household that earns the most food from farming in a year.
I’ll give you an ox, ten pieces of cloth, and some money.”
At this time, the refugees were completely excited.
"What, did I hear correctly? There are rewards for farming?!"
"Lord, give me ten acres of land. I am a good farmer."
"I will be able to farm for my lord right away!"
"If you open your mouth, you are a scumbag at farming. How can you compare to me, the number one farmer in Malanpo..."
Many people screamed and their enthusiasm was aroused to the highest level.
I can't wait to pick up the farm tools and go to work in the fields right away.
After receiving Liu Hao's promise, they looked at the weedy and barren land as if they were looking at their own home, with their eyes full of enthusiasm.
"General Manager Cao?"
"Old slave is here, what are your orders, Master!?"
Liu Hao looked at the scene of a hundred people crying with joy with satisfaction, and asked in a low voice: "Uncle Cao, how much food do we still have in our house?"
"Please rest assured, my lord, the food reserves in the mansion are enough for us to eat for many years."
"Then there should be enough food to supply these refugees for several months, right?"
"Yes, if you raise them for three or two years, there will be no problem at all."
Cao Zhengchun said hurriedly.
Liu Hao chuckled and said: "Look, these talents don't need me to raise them. In less than a year, they can supply me with sufficient food and grass."
"Looking at how they haven't eaten for a few days, let's let them drink some rice porridge first."
Liu Hao called a servant and said, "Go to the kitchen to see if the porridge and soup are ready."
The servant took the order and ran in quickly. When old man Zhan heard the noise, he came over and bowed and saluted, saying: "I'm sorry that I ate the food from my lord's house before I did anything for my lord."
Liu Hao smiled and said: "Lao Zhan, since you are one of our own, of course I can't treat you badly. By the way, you used to be the shopkeeper of the restaurant."
"Yes, my lord."
Old man Zhan responded hurriedly.
"Then you can keep accounts and help me manage the distribution of farm responsibilities."
Nowadays, he is extremely short of talents, so he can only pull out this little old man and put him to use.
Liu Hao patted Old Man Zhan's thin shoulder. Old Man Zhan's nose felt sore and he knelt down and said, "I will definitely do my duty with all my heart. Zhan Yun, come here."
He summoned his daughter and said, "My lord has shown great kindness to me, Zhan Shi. From now on, you will help cook in the house and cook for my lord!"
Liu Hao looked at the girl named Zhan Yun. Although she was wearing coarse clothes, she had a delicate and beautiful face, bright eyes and white teeth, and a graceful waist.
She is plump where she should be plump, slim where she should be thin, and her skin is as delicate as snow. She is indeed a natural beauty.
"this..."
Liu Hao suddenly said, "What's going on?"
Cao Zhengchun smiled and said: "Girl Zhanyun, why don't you come over and see the lord soon?"
Zhan Yun's pretty face turned red, her head lowered, she pinched the corner of her clothes and said nothing.
"Please don't refuse, my lord. This girl in the little old man's family doesn't know the rules and has no other skills, but she is very talented in cooking."
"You must serve your lord well."
Old man Zhan took Zhan Yun's hand and gave serious instructions.
Liu Hao couldn't help but observe Zhan Zhao's sister with his discerning eye:
Zhan Yun has 61 martial arts, 73 intelligence, 32 politics, 41 command, 90 charm, stunts, and cooking skills.
Cooking skills: Zhan Yunlan has a good heart and a unique understanding of cooking skills.
Hehe, I didn't expect that when I summoned Zhan Zhao, I actually brought a younger sister with me. Her charm value reached 90, and she was considered a beauty.
The most important thing is his amazing cooking skills. Not to mention the food he makes, talents can be seen everywhere.
Liu Hao's eyes lit up, he rubbed his hands and asked, "Do I still want to ask Miss Zhan what she thinks about this matter?"
In fact, everyone loves beautiful women. Now that Liu Hao has the status, he certainly does not exclude himself from accepting a beautiful girl into his house.
But the twisted melon is not sweet.
To conquer a woman, you must completely conquer her heart.
Liu Hao asked lightly: "Miss Zhanyun, are you willing?"...