Chapter 8

"The Lord is really a kind and righteous man, worthy of my loyalty."

Zhan Zhao was greatly moved.

Old man Zhan also looked up. Liu Hao pointed to a large wasteland near the village and said, "Liu's family has a thin foundation. This large land was originally the land of his family, but now there is war and chaos, and no one cultivates it. Since I have accepted you, you are all people in my house. As long as I have a meal to eat in the future, you will never be hungry."

The group of refugees led by old man Zhan cheered and knelt down and kowtowed one after another. Liu Hao smiled and said, "next, let me tell you about the land sharing responsibility system."

"The land sharing system is probably to take out these abandoned fields under my house and give them to everyone to plant. When the grain is harvested, half of the grain will be recycled, and the rest will be everyone's own rations."

"We have land to grow?"

"What, the Lord wants to share his field and grain with us!"

As soon as their eyes lit up, Zhan Lao waved his hand and shook his head and said, "it's a great kindness to be accepted by the Lord. The old slaves should work hard to repay the Lord. How dare they covet the Lord's land?"

On second thought, the refugees also looked frightened and knelt down one after another.

Although they are eager to own the cultivated land, they also know that this is unrealistic.

Farming, feudal society, system concept, deep-rooted.

The people at the bottom have land to grow and food to eat, which is already great happiness. This is a fundamental institutional problem.

"Listen to me first."

Liu Hao continued: "just set a time limit and rent the land to everyone according to their responsibilities."

"For example, the grain rented to Zhan Lao for three years is divided into five and five, which is enough to protect Zhan Lao from famine, but of course, the final ownership of this land is mine."

To put it bluntly, this is equivalent to recruiting more than 100 free workers to produce food for Liu Hao.

However, Zhan Huan and others were greatly moved and began to discuss with the villagers in the crowd.

There are fields to grow and food to eat, which is an immortal day for refugees who have experienced military and man-made disasters.

After half a ring, Zhan Huan whispered in Liu Hao's ear, "Lord, 50% of the grain is too kind to me. Wait, the old slave calculated that only 20% of so many fields is enough to feed us."

"Yes, Lord, we don't want 50%, as long as two achievements are enough!"

The refugees looked forward to Liu Hao.

Good!

These people are not greedy.

Liu Hao nodded, smiled and waved his hand. He didn't refuse. He didn't intend to give these refugees 50% of the grain harvest.

After rough calculation, if such a large wasteland is fully planted, as long as 20% can feed these refugees.

Without themselves, these people will starve to death sooner or later.

Liu Hao's mind moved and continued to throw out the bait: "then according to Zhan Lao's words, all the spring ploughing and autumn harvest, seeds and farm tools are prepared by the village. For the household that gets the most grain from farming in a year, the house will also reward a cow, ten cloth and a certain amount of money."

At this time, the refugees were completely boiling.

"What, did I hear you right? There are rewards for farming!"

"Lord, give me ten mu of land. I used to be a good farmer."

"I can farm for my lord right away!"

"Open your mouth, your farming skills are a scum. How can you compare with the first man in malanpo..."

Many people screamed and their enthusiasm was mobilized to the highest level.

I wish I could take my farm tools and work in the field immediately.

With Liu Hao's promise, they looked at this barren land full of weeds, as if they were looking at their home, with enthusiasm in their eyes.

"Manager Cao?"

"The old slave is here. What can I do for you, Lord?"

Liu Hao looked at the scene of more than 100 people crying with joy and asked in a low voice, "Cao Bo, how much food is there in our house?"

"Lord, please rest assured that the grain reserves in the house are enough for us to eat for many years."

"Then there should be food for these refugees for several months?"

"Yes, there is no problem raising them for three years and two years."

Cao Zhengchun hurried.

Liu Hao smiled and said, "look, these talents don't need me to raise them. They can supply me with enough food and grass in less than a year."

"Seeing that they haven't eaten for several days, let them have some rice porridge first."

Liu Hao summoned a servant and said, "go to the kitchen and see if the atherosclerotic soup is ready."

The servant ran in quickly. When old man Zhan heard the news, he bowed and said, "I'm sorry that the old slave ate the Lord's food before doing anything for the Lord."

Liu Hao smiled and said, "Lao Zhan, since you are your own person, of course you can't treat you badly. By the way, you used to be the shopkeeper of the restaurant."

"Yes, my Lord."

Old man Zhan replied quickly.

"Then you can keep accounts and help me manage the responsibility of dividing the field."

Now his men are extremely short of talents, so he can only pull the little old man out for use.

Liu Hao patted old man Zhan's thin shoulder. Old man Zhan's nose was sour and knelt down and said, "old man must do his duty. Zhan Yun, come here."

He recruited his daughter and said, "the Lord is very kind to me. In the future, you will help cook in the house and cook for the Lord!"

Liu Hao looked at the girl named Zhan Yun. Although she was wearing coarse cloth clothes, she had a beautiful face, bright eyes, bright teeth and graceful waist.

The plump place is plump, the thin place is slim, and the skin is more delicate than snow. It is indeed a natural beauty.

"This..."

Liu Hao immediately concluded. What's the situation?

Cao Zhengchun smiled and said, "Zhanyun girl, don't you come and meet the Lord soon?"

His face turned red when he painted it. He bowed his head, pinched the corners of his clothes and didn't say a word.

"Please don't refuse, my Lord. The little girl in my family doesn't know the rules and has no other skills. She is very talented in cooking."

"You must serve the Lord well."

Old man Zhan took Zhan Yun's hand and told him earnestly.

Liu Hao couldn't help but look at Zhan Zhao's sister:

Zhan Yun, force 61, intelligence 73, politics 32, command 41, charm 90, stunts, cooking.

Cooking: show Yunlan Xinhui quality and have a unique understanding of cooking.

Hei hei, I didn't expect to summon Zhan Zhao, but he also took a sister with a charm value of 90. He is also a great beauty.

The most important thing is cooking skills. There's nothing to say about the cooked food. Talents can be seen everywhere.

Liu Hao's eyes lit up, rubbed his hands and asked, "what do you want to ask Miss Zhan about this?"

In fact, everyone loves beautiful women. Liu Hao now has identity conditions. Of course, he does not exclude himself from taking a beautiful girl into the room.

But a forced twist is not sweet.

Conquer a woman, to completely conquer her heart.

Liu Hao asked lightly, "miss Zhanyun, would you like to?".,,.