Alien world

Chapter 1176 98. Endless unemployed population

"The maximum area allowed to be leased by any person or force is no more than 100 hectares... Isn't it that all the money is earned by those peasants?"

In the office of the former Minister of Military of Rekanel and current Minister of Military Affairs of Liberty City, a nobleman with a curly mustache was complaining loudly.

Renato sat on the sofa, holding a newspaper and a cup of hot tea, and said slowly: "100 hectares is two miles long and wide. Isn't that enough?"

"Is it enough? How can we make money with such a small piece of land?"

"Horus, I thought you would become smarter after joining the Free City..." Renato sighed helplessly and put down the newspaper: "This is obviously the treatment Annan prepared for civilians. Don't you see that no one except you shows interest?"

"Our Lord loves his people the most. How dare you compete with commoners for profit? Do you think the Lord is too young, or have you forgotten how many nobles he hanged in the capital?"

When Renato said this, Horus recalled the shadow that Annan had brought to the nobles of the royal capital, and even his voice became much softer.

"What should I do? Lord Renato, I have always been your loyal subordinate..."

"Leave your loyalty to our lord." Renato smiled and said, "Since you want to take 100 hectares of wasteland, then take it. Perform well and get the best harvest in the autumn. Let Annan remember you."

"Wouldn't that be like being a dog?"

"Are you ashamed?"

Horus hesitated, and Renato said slowly: "Do you know how many old nobles in the kingdom want to be dogs but can't?"

"But he's not even twenty yet..."

Renato shook his head, not wanting to talk to him anymore: “You kowtow to a chief of staff who has given up real power, but you look down on a young lord who is at the peak of his career?
……

Although his feet were on a wasteland covered with weeds, Hunter was jumping and skipping like a child.

“This is our land!”

Jack next to him was much calmer and was busy counting the farm tools on the carriage.

A skeleton farmer, two wooden boards, three bags of seeds, and four sets of farm tools.

"Go and move the things down." Jack ordered the emotionless and obedient skeleton farmer to move the things, and then he was busy building one of the sets of wooden boards into a small but windproof and rainproof farmer's hut at the edge of the wasteland.

His diligence ended there. As soon as he built his own hut, he lay down on the wooden bed and left the skeleton farmer to open up the wasteland.

On the other side, Hunter, who had run across the wasteland crying and laughing, came back and saw that everything was thrown aside. Jack was staying in his hut and being lazy, and only the skeleton farmer was working.

He went over to question him, but Jack rested his head on his arm and said, "Don't worry, there's still time..."

"Give me the deed." Hunter held out his hand.

"What are you doing?"

"I won't cooperate with you anymore. I want a share of the land!"

"No... no need..." Jack sat up quickly, "I'm not saying I'm not going to do it. I'm just going to take a day off and get some rest..."

"Do you think I'm easy to bully because I'm honest?" Hunter stood outside the door, blocking the door tightly, which required him to lower his head to enter.
"No, how could that be?" Jack blinked and laughed dryly, "Well, since you don't want to, let's get to work first. I'll help you build the hut first!"

Jack seemed to get up diligently and built Jack's hut next to it.

There is no way, if he were to cultivate one hectare of land by himself...

Hunter watched for a while and made sure that Jack was not cheating again. He picked up the farm tools thrown aside and plowed the land with the skeleton farmer.

Dozens of minutes later, the two people who were pioneering the wasteland looked up at the same time and saw a huge convoy coming from a distance and stopping on the plot of land adjacent to theirs.

Then a team of guards rode off on horseback in different directions, sprinkling some kind of yellow powder hanging from the horses' tails along the way, marking out a large area.

Then they saw a nobleman with a moustache come out, walk around the wasteland, and walk towards them.

Hunter and Jack were so nervous that they didn't know where to put their hands, except for the skeleton farmer who was plowing the field. Jack subconsciously wanted to pull Hunter to kneel down, but he couldn't pull him. When he wanted to pull him a second time, the noble master had already walked in front of them.

Horus put on an approachable look and asked with a smile: "I am Count Horus, what are your names?"

"My name is Jack and he is Hunter!" Jack said loudly.

"Jack? Nice name... Is there anything you can help with?"

"How dare I trouble the Earl..." Jack smiled and almost bent his waist into a right angle.

Horus looked up and saw that they had simply placed flags at the four corners.

"There are only two of you, but you have to cultivate three hectares of land. How can you handle it?"

"I can handle it." Hunter said in a muffled voice.

He had never met a noble lord who was so easy to talk to, and he felt a little flattered.

Horus smiled and did not refute the two ignorant farmers: "We will be neighbors from now on. I hope we can take care of each other... Adam, give them a portion of our food."

Jack pulled Hunter excitedly and said, "Why don't you say thank you, my noble lord?"

Hunter remained motionless: "Thank you!"

Horus continued to inspect other neighbors, and Jack sent off a servant named "Adan" with a large bag of food.

"What's wrong with you?" he complained. "You're stubborn with me, but he's a great noble. No one will speak for you even if he beats you to death."

"Lord Annan will."

"what?"

"Lord Annan said there are no nobles in Liberty City, everyone is the same."

"How stupid! We are all the same. Why can he live in the city lord's mansion? He can order us around. He can rent a hundred hectares and has a lot of subordinates. These are all made up to deceive us, so that we don't cause trouble and work like slaves for them. Do you really believe it?"

"I..." Hunter felt something was wrong, but he was too tongue-tied to refute.

Jack said proudly: "No one outside can trust us, so let us two brothers work hard to farm and make a fortune!"

……

After a series of large-scale deployments such as resettling the Kingdom's residents and arranging workers, Liberty City was already adept at doing similar things. In less than a day, they had allocated a total of 80,000 hectares of land and more than 16,000 farmers.

"We still have ... about 80,000 unemployed residents."

"Why so many?" Annan felt a headache.

How come there are still so many unemployed people even though so many jobs have been created?

"There's no way. There simply aren't that many jobs in Liberty City," Olmedo said.

This is also the reason why most territories are reluctant to accept refugees.

They will impact the originally orderly city and create chaos and crime.

"Can more jobs be squeezed out?" Annan asked.

Olmedo shook his head: "That's 80,000 people..."

"Then send them all out to open up new land. Those who are unwilling will be given relief food that is only enough to survive. Then have the Guards step up patrols to prevent crimes from happening."

We must show the courage of a lord, Annan continued:
"Also, since they have nothing to do, they can all be dragged to the school building to study."

(End of this chapter)