"Hurry up, clean up all the debris in it for me!"

"Everything is quick, I didn't eat one by one!"

...

After construction started, the originally silent mining area finally had a breath of fireworks. The deadly refugees also showed rare smiles on their faces.

People are not afraid of hardship, but they are afraid of not seeing hope.

The lord is the backbone of everyone. Since childhood, he has been accustomed to the life of relying on the nobles. It is really embarrassing to make them independent.

Of course, the most important thing is to be robbed by the rebels first, then by the counter-rebellion army, and suffered the most cruel social beating, which led to a serious lack of security for everyone.

Including following Hudson all the way south, eating but not working every day, everyone is still unsure.

It’s different now. With a new job, there is value. Don’t worry about the lord and suddenly abandoning them.

Hudson didn't know what the serfs thought. The busy construction site was essentially just doing one thing to repair the infrastructure damaged by war.

"Master, there are a group of refugees outside, who are said to be miners in the mining area and their families, and want to come and join you!"

Upon hearing this good news, Hudson once thought that his domineering aura broke out. Before he sent troops, someone came to join him.

Just after seeing the person clearly, this feeling disappeared. There were no miners, it was clearly a group of beggars.

They all have pale faces, ragged clothes, and tremble when walking. They are obviously starving.

Although he was a nobleman, Hudson still did not leave the lower class people and said something like "Why not eat meat minced meat".

There are still many elderly, weak, women and children in a team of nearly a thousand people. It is a miracle to survive in the mountains and forests, and it is impossible to live well.

Even if the territory is rich in output and there are many wild animals in the jungle, you can make up for the lack of food by hunting, it is just a drop in the bucket.

Hunting thousands of kilograms of meat at a time may have hope of completing it. If you want to hunt hundreds or thousands of kilograms of meat every day, you are simply dreaming.

If hunting could not guarantee a stable supply of meat, Hudson would not have set his quota so low.

I was so hungry that I couldn't stand it, so no wonder I had to come to join the new lord. If Hudson had been late for ten days and half a month, I guess there would be a tragedy of cannibalism here.

At that point, this group of miners will be basically ruined. The bottom line of people has always been very low. As long as they break through the first time, there will be countless times.

After glanced at everyone, Hudson announced the result directly to everyone without any unnecessary nonsense:

"Vissue Alphons died tragically. I am your new lord, Hudson, Baron Coslo. Now I declare your allegiance!"

After accepting the great bowing ceremony of everyone, the relationship between the lord and the people will be established. In the years to come, everyone will fulfill their obligations and enjoy their rights.

After the simple ceremony, everyone was considered their own. Hudson was not polite and arranged for his men to take the group of newcomers to the river to wash their clothes.

This is the rule of the game. The old lord passed away, and the new lord declared his allegiance to the people, and the matter would be over.

The opinions of the serfs are that there is no opinion. They are part of the noble property, so who cares about their ideas?

Everything is so natural, without any discomfort. Forcing the "increasing" to win people's hearts will only make things worse.

It's not a joke. In history, there were lords who were too close to the people and were suspected to be fake by the serfs because they remembered that they were always arrogant.

With a large number of people and a large force, the speed of restoration of territorial infrastructure is accelerating, and the corresponding food consumption is also increasing day by day.

As a last resort, Hudson divided his troops to transport the remaining grain from Dadir City; while writing letters non-stop to buy grain from nearby nobles.

The two counties of Wyton and Lait are almost out of stock, and it is highly likely that food prices in the southeastern provinces will rise. Even if there is no shortage of food in the province, the food prices will rise due to political needs.

In this acre of three-quarters land in the southeastern province, grain traders nominally determine the price of grain, but in fact, the Dalton family is the master behind the scenes.

Based on Hudson's understanding of Earl Pierce, if this political strongman does not take the opportunity to get benefits, he will not be ashamed of the nickname "Fire Lion".

It is not that Earl Pierce has a conscience now. It is mainly because of the local aristocrats, who has no grain reserves?

According to the normal development process, relying on the support of the family, you can survive the early stage of the entrepreneurship. The price will be traded to the sky, and it will not be able to withstand the food in your hands.

Hudson is an exception. With the group of miners in front of him, the territory's population has directly exceeded the 4,000 mark, which is not the end.

The confidants who were sent out to fool people were still working hard. He couldn't figure out how many people could come in the end, so he could only reserve more.

Hudson was still very clear about his thinking. He could buy more food now. As for the assistance his father promised, he could put it there first and send someone to pick it up when needed.

Within two hundred miles nearby, all the nobles who did not participate in the development of the territory received letters from Hudson to purchase grain.

The owner bought 80,000 pounds, and the western company ordered 100,000 pounds. As long as someone was willing to sell it, no matter it was rye, oats, barley, or potatoes, broad beans, peas, carrots, pumpkin... he would all refuse.

As for the more high-end warcraft meat, beef and mutton, wheat, spices and other daily necessities, they are all not within the procurement scope.

Everything is caused by the price. Also, it is grain, and wheat is a little five times higher than rye and nearly twice higher than oats and beans.

Like countless lords, the cheapest amount is the first factor to consider. The cheapest potatoes only require 1.5 copper coins per pound; rye only requires three copper coins per pound...

(1 gold coin = 15 silver coin = 1500 copper coin)

The only expensive food purchased in large quantities is salt, which is as high as thirty copper coins per pound. This is also the inferior salt consumed by serfs. The refined salt enjoyed by noble men, so the price directly soared to 200 copper coins per pound.

Even though he knew it was blackmail, Hudson could only grit his teeth and accept it. Who made the production of salt be controlled by the great nobles?

Buy, buy, buy, spend money like flowing water for a while. Although these transactions are only on paper due to time and distance, money still has to be reserved.

If someone can't deliver goods to the door but have no money to pay the bill, that would be a tragedy. For the nobles, it is very embarrassing not to repay the money.

I ordered more than three million pounds of supplies from my neighbors in one go. If all of them could be sold, the budget of 7,000 gold coins would be completely wiped out.

It’s not Hudson’s style to sit and eat. Thinking of his pocket that was about to come to an end, reality told him that he had to find a way to make money.
Chapter completed!