Warlord: King of All Clans

There are still many things about the local lords' operations that Old Sam doesn't understand.

This elite cavalry team of twenty people did not leave directly, but instead camped outside the village.

Every day they patrol and survey the mountains and rivers near the village.

Draw maps, drive away wild beasts, and find alien nests.

Old Sam observed for a long time before he suddenly realized that they were maintaining law and order!

Oh my God, who would maintain law and order in such an uninhabited wilderness?

In the past, when he was in his hometown in the north, the knight master would only take this group of soldiers with him to circle around the main village and farmland of the knight territory and drive away the wild beasts during the slack season.

As for the life and death of those small natural villages, no one cares at all.

After all, the taxes collected from the small natural villages were not enough to cover the money and food consumed by the lord to send troops.

With a little pressure, the small natural villages, which are already struggling to survive, will hide in the mountains and become savages in a matter of minutes.

Not only that, a few days later, another group of people appeared in the cavalry camp.

This was a group of well-trained craftsmen with sufficient supplies. There were only more than 20 of them, but they had more than ten carriages loaded with various tools and supplies.

After surveying the area around the village, they began to quarry rocks, repair streams, and cut wood to build houses.

The cavalrymen who had completed their daily patrols also took off their equipment and joined in the labor.

They laid the foundation beside a stream valley not far from the village, brought in excavated gravel and large pebbles, and covered them with black mud.

Old Sam quickly took out the little remaining food and ran to the construction site to comfort the workers.

His daughter also followed him. After a few days, when the villagers found that the cavalrymen were not hostile, they became much bolder and at least dared to come out and meet people.

After a few days of observation, Old Sam learned that the young cavalry leader was named Noyce, and was the captain of the local lord's patrol team.

While the craftsmen were resting and eating, Old Sam asked Noyce with a lecherous look on his face, "Master Knight, what are you doing? Have you discovered any mineral deposits?"

If a mineral deposit was discovered, it would be easy to explain. These villagers would be the first batch of cheap miners. There would be no need to collect taxes or labor in advance. All that would be needed was not to scare them away.

But this is not bad either. Not to mention being a civilian miner, even being a mine slave is better than waiting to die in the wilderness.

Noyce, who was wearing a thin linen shirt that revealed his well-proportioned muscles, laughed when he heard this: "There are no mineral deposits here. At most, there are a few low-quality stone mines, which are almost worthless to mine. We want to build a canal for you and a mill at the same time."

"If your place wasn't so remote, we would build a road to connect to Linhai Town."

Old Sam didn't understand. "Repair the canal? Build a mill? For us?"

This was obviously not the first time that Noyes had communicated with a village leader like him. He did not want to explain too much and just said, "The Lord said that there is no point in talking too much. Just do the work. When the canal and the mill are repaired, you will understand."

After saying that, Noyce glanced at the skinny villagers, turned back to the camp, took out two bags of food, and threw them to Old Sam. "The rabbits and squirrels that the villagers have killed can be brought to the camp to exchange for food. We also want to eat some good meat."

"In addition, we are willing to provide food and recruit 20 strong men to build the canal. Don't worry, we will not tire them to death. The most important thing is that they will have food to eat."

Old Sam didn't believe it at all, but he still thanked him timidly.

I saw you guys hunted a deer yesterday! Where are you lacking meat?

He carried the food back, and his young daughter couldn't wait to open it and saw that it was actually refined wheat flour!

"This...this," the girl was dumbfounded and couldn't believe it. She asked her father repeatedly, "Dad, can I eat this?"

Old Sam was already upset by the strange actions of the local lord. Hearing this, he said impatiently, "You can't even eat wheat flour. What else do you want to eat?"

The girl held the bag of wheat flour and began to calculate carefully, "If I exchange this for coarse grains, I can get at least four times the amount of grain, right?"

Old Sam hesitated for a long time before he gathered the villagers, selected twenty young and strong men, and provided them to the local lord's construction site.

That night, each person brought back more than a pound of dry food.

This is what they left over!

Several village leaders gathered together and looked at each other in disbelief.

A middle-aged man still seemed to be in a dream, "Is this a dream? I just carried wood for a day and got three pounds of bread."

"One pound of bread and a bowl of thick soup at noon, and two pounds of bread at night, which we were allowed to take home."

Another villager said: "The master who distributed the food also told me that if I didn't want the bread, I could take fifteen coppers as wages."

"Fifteen coppers will buy five pounds of rye, right?"

"Didn't they say the war is over? Maybe we can buy more!"

"I can't finish it! I can't finish it at all!"

Old Sam's daughter listened to this with sparkling eyes, "Can girls also work?"

Old Sam didn't have time to take care of his daughter, so he made up his mind and said, "I have to go to Linhai Town and check out the atmosphere."

They migrated here and hid here because they heard that the local lords were very kind and never robbed the people, so the place was suitable for refugees to survive.

Old Sam was hoping for a lucky break, thinking that even if he was discovered, he would at most be expelled, not massacred or enslaved.

As for the free blessings from Holy Light priests, free relief food, and work-for-relief jobs, just listen to them.

Half a lifetime of survival experience told him that he should not believe a single word of these words. Whoever believed them would die first!

But after seeing the actions of the cavalry and craftsmen, Old Sam had an inappropriate delusion in his heart and began to hope that these were all true.

Noyes said he would build a mill for them, but building a mill would require so much manpower and money that they could not even make back the money even if they sold their entire village. So why do this?

Unfortunately, he did not ask Noyce this question.

The team of craftsmen in Hewan Territory who specializes in infrastructure construction for natural villages has been operating for nearly a year. They have built at least eight mills, and are already a very skilled team.

Four craftsmen and twenty skilled workers can build a small water-powered mill in half a month.

The bronze bearings and complex devices needed for it had already been produced in batches before departure.

What the lower-class people in this world consider to be very high-end things are just simple gadgets in the eyes of the Hewan craftsmen.

Old Sam's daughter looked at the two large bags of refined wheat flour, swallowed her saliva, and began to make wheat cakes with her brother, adding her treasured herbs.

This is the recipe she learned in her hometown. These dried herbs can not only restore energy, but also act like spices to make the wheat cakes more fragrant and delicious.

Carrying two large baskets of wheat cakes, she rushed to the construction site and handed them to Noyce, "This is the wheat cake I made, you can try it! I cook very delicious food! I can cook for you for only half the wages of men!"