Through the troubled times and famine, I just want to farm peacefully

"Everyone, please be calm!" Yun Mo said.

He glanced at Lin Yinan, who looked at the people below and asked, "How many of you are here this time?"

The refugees looked at each other in bewilderment. They just followed the people in front of them. No one would have the time to count how many people there were.

Lin Yinan asked again, "Where is the person who led you to Longtan?"

A steward of the Chen family squeezed out from the crowd, bowed and reported, "Your Excellency the City Lord, I am the steward of the Chen family. This time, more than 8,000 people came to Longtan, but we haven't counted how many households there are. My young master asked me to bring a message to the City Lord."

"Please speak, Manager Chen." Lin Yinan said politely. It must be said that Chen Gu did give them a big gift.

"Young Master's food will arrive in three days. Please make preparations to welcome it, Lord City Lord."

Lin Yinan said, "Thank you, Steward. Thank you for your trouble. Please come into the city to have a cup of tea and rest."

"I still have to go meet the grain transport convoy, so I won't go in to bother you." Manager Chen said and turned to leave.

After watching the steward leave, Lin Yinan said to the refugees outside the city gate, "Everyone please wait here patiently. We need to go back and discuss the resettlement plan."

"Why don't you let us into the city?" The refugees only wanted to enter the city. They believed that only by entering the city could they be members of Longtan.

Lin Yinan said, "The city is already in ruins. There is no place to accommodate so many of you."

"Why is it always you, a woman, who speaks here? Aren't there any men in charge?" The refugees were a little dissatisfied when they saw that she was young and a woman.

Lin Yinan curled up the corner of his mouth in a sneer. People in this world always think that men are the ones who have the final say.

"I am Lin Yinan, the mayor of Longtan County. If you want to stay, you must obey the arrangements. If you want to cause trouble, you have to see if the bows and arrows in our hands agree."

As soon as she finished speaking, the secret guards lined up in a row, raised their bows and arrows and aimed at the refugees under the city wall.

A young man said, "It doesn't matter whether the city lord is a man or a woman, as long as she can lead everyone to have enough food and warm clothes, we will listen to her."

"Yes, that's right! We just want to have food to eat and a roof over our heads."

"As long as everyone is willing to work hard, I promise that you will not go hungry." Lin Yinan said at the right time.

Looking at the tired and hungry refugees, Lin Yinan's eyes flashed and he continued, "Thank you all for coming to Longtan. We will set up a porridge stall at the city gate later so that everyone can have a full meal."

After she finished speaking, the refugees below were in an uproar, whispering to each other, some were skeptical, some were grateful.

"Will you give us a meal and then drive us away?"

"Finally a hot meal."

"The city lord is very kind."

As for the refugees' evaluation of her, Lin Yinan didn't care. She ordered the Yun area secret guards to guard the city gate, and then asked someone to call all the management to the county government for a meeting to discuss the matter.

He also asked Qianxia to call Zhang and told her to give porridge to the refugees outside the city.

Hearing that more than 8,000 people had come, Zhang was a little worried, "Anan, do you want the porridge to be thick or thin?"

Lin Yinan said without thinking, "Let's eat something thicker, so they can have more energy to work."

"There are too many people, and the canteen is afraid that it can't cook so much at once."

"It's okay. If there aren't enough pots, go get some more. Ask more women to help. Remember those who come to help and give them points for the assessment later."

"Okay, I'll make arrangements right away."

Zhang acted more and more efficiently. When she left, she asked Old Lady Zhao and Li Shulan to come over to help.

When they arrived at the meeting room, Lin Yinan brought out the booklet of deserted villages around Longtan County that Yunyu had previously compiled.

After reading it, she had a rough idea of ​​how to resettle these refugees.

Glancing at everyone, she slowly said, "Let's talk about how to resettle these refugees?"

Lin Yiheng knew the city's planning very well. It was definitely impossible to accommodate so many people in the city, so he shared his thoughts with everyone.

"We can't arrange it in the city. First, there are not enough fields. If everyone lives in the city, they will go out of the city to work far away every day, and a lot of time will be wasted on the way back and forth. Second, in the future, we will attract investment. The city has too many people and limited housing resources."

Pan Qingfeng thought for a moment and said, "I think they should be settled in the surrounding villages, so that Longtan County can develop rapidly."

"Managing a large number of people is a difficult problem." Yunye also has his concerns.

"People must stay." Lin Yinan said. Since these people have come to Longtan, they can forget about leaving.

Pan Qingfeng could see through her ambition. He didn't know how much wealth Longtan County had. All the account books were under the control of the city lord brother. He asked tentatively, "If you want to keep people, it will cost a lot of food."

"Food is not a big problem." Lin Yinan said.

He initially took over the Fan family's granary, and later asked Yun Zhenchuan to help purchase a batch in order to cover up his tracks.

Three days later, the Chen family’s grain arrived, and within a month, the rice in the fields could be harvested.

No one knows how much food she has stored in her space.

Even as for the Yun brothers, Lin Yiheng only knew a rough outline of them.

"Where can we get so much food to feed them? The crops in the fields haven't been harvested yet!" The patriarch didn't want to support idle people at all.

"I went to see it myself, and the houses in many villages are almost uninhabitable," Yun Yu said truthfully.

"I just checked. Among those 8,000 people, most of them are young and strong. At least 2,000 people can be transferred out as follow-up military development." Yun Mo suddenly interjected.

Yunye nodded in agreement, "We have already taken over Xihe County, whether we can hold it in the future is another matter."

Pan Qingfeng said, "Xihe County must be defended and cannot be lost."

Those who understand know what it means to get an iron mine in troubled times.

The clan leader had no good ideas at all. He looked at Lin Yinan and said, "Anan, do you have any good ideas?"

Lin Yinannan handed the booklet to Pan Qingfeng, "Pass it on and have a look. This is the data of abandoned villages and lands that Yun Yu led people to count some time ago."

Pan Qingfeng flipped through the booklet, reading each page carefully.

Looking back at Lin Fu who was sitting in the corner and taking notes, Lin Yinan said, "Ah Fu, please write down what I am going to say."

Lin Fu nodded and re-laid out the paper.

"There are nearly eighty villages in Longtan County. We will first resettle them in the village closest to Longtan."

Lin Yinan picked up the cup and took a sip of water, then slowly expressed his thoughts, "The Chen family's steward said that 8,000 people came today. We don't care if there are more people coming later. We just need to settle these 8,000 people first."

These eight thousand people were first registered by Lin Yuanzhi, Lin Tiezhuang, Lin Fu, Pan Qingfeng and others, and then distributed to each village in groups of three to five hundred. The distribution method was decided by drawing lots after registration.

I'll ask Chinatsu and the others to make the number plates first, and give each household a number plate when registering, which will be used for the drawing of lots.

When drawing lots, the secret guards must monitor strictly and never allow the exchanging of number plates to occur, to prevent people who know each other from forming cliques.