Two Worlds: I Became an Immortal

Chapter 9 Resettling the Refugees
Some memories of his college days suddenly emerged in his mind. After a while, Song Yunyuan shook his head, sighed, and stopped thinking about it.

It was estimated that it was already very late over there, so Song Yunyuan did not go back. Instead, he took a nap and had breakfast before returning to the other world.

When Song Yunyuan returned to the yard and pushed the door open, he saw the sun had risen in the sky.

In the strange world in the early morning, the air was slightly moist, but there was not much smell of grass and trees. I guess it was because all the grass and trees nearby had been cut down.

"Chang Immortal!"

Song Yunyuan had just pushed the door and walked out of the yard when he saw several families not far away, who, upon seeing him, immediately knelt down in front of him with joy on their faces.

Seeing this, Song Yunyuan quickly waved his hand. It wasn't that he had to change their habit or anything, but he felt a little annoyed by having to kneel down whenever he met them after doing it so many times.

"This is what you are doing?"

Song Yunyuan took a look and saw that each of these people was carrying a bucket, and a lot of water spilled out of the bucket as it swung.

The dark-faced middle-aged man heard this, took a look at the water he had brought back, and said quickly, "There is no water in the water tank at home. The sun hasn't risen yet. Let's take this opportunity to bring some water back so that we can have water to drink."

Having said that, the middle-aged man looked at Song Yunyuan with gratitude.

If it weren't for Song Yunyuan, if they wanted to drink water, they would have to run dozens of miles to fetch water, and the round trip would take almost a day.

The key is that one person can't carry much water.

Now that we finally have a well, we naturally have to fetch more water, as we have been suffering from the water shortage these days.

Song Yunyuan couldn't help but fall silent when he heard this.

Even though the sun had not risen yet, the other person's body was already covered in sweat from carrying water back and forth, but the man in front of him had a happy expression on his face.

Seeing this scene, Song Yunyuan sighed in his heart.

Turning around, I saw that the refugees on the street were leaning against each other and sleeping. They were all dressed in tattered clothes, and I could smell a odor if I got a little closer.

This was because these refugees knew that the yard belonged to him, so they did not dare to get too close.

"Alas, the resettlement of these refugees must be done as soon as possible."

Song Yunyuan's heart skipped a beat when he saw this scene, and then he strode straight towards the yamen.

When they arrived at the yamen, the runners at the door had already called in for duty. Seeing Song Yunyuan coming, they did not dare to stop him at all. One of them went in quickly to inform the county magistrate, while the other led the way.

Before Song Yunyuan walked in far, Dai Mingxuan heard the news and hurried out to greet him.

"The Immortal Master has arrived, and I am truly sorry for not welcoming you in person!"

Seeing Song Yunyuan in front of him, Dai Mingxuan hurriedly welcomed Song Yunyuan in. After both of them sat down, Song Yunyuan started to talk about business.

"There are more than 2,000 refugees in Dongyang County. Even if there is enough food for disaster relief, do we have to continue to provide them with relief like this?"

Song Yunyuan's question made Dai Mingxuan stunned for a moment, and then he smiled bitterly. He had also thought about this question.

But for now, I haven't thought of a suitable solution.

"Even if I can continue to produce food, it is not a long-term solution."

Song Yunyuan's words made Dai Mingxuan's eyes widen for a moment, but he soon calmed down.

The person in front of me is a fairy. It’s no big deal if he can create food. On the contrary, what the fairy said is right.

If we really rely on the Immortal to produce food all the time, that's not going to be a problem. "Since the Immortal has said that, do you have a good plan?"

Dai Mingxuan took a deep breath, then bowed to Song Yunyuan with his eyes shining.

After all, I have been studying for so many years, so I can understand the meaning of Song Yunyuan's words to some extent.

When Song Yunyuan heard the other party asking, he stopped beating around the bush and directly spoke out his thoughts.

"When I was observing the disaster relief, many people in Dongyang County saw the disaster relief grain and came to collect it. This greatly increased the consumption of the disaster relief grain."

Hearing what Song Yunyuan said, Dai Mingxuan immediately nodded in agreement.

This was also what troubled him the most.

It is difficult enough to find a way to distinguish whether someone is a disaster victim or not, not to mention that he needs his runners to do the relief work.

These yamen runners are locals. If friends and relatives come to collect disaster relief food, can these yamen runners drive them away?
When the two are combined, it becomes even more difficult to distinguish.

"In this case, it would be better to use work in exchange for relief. All the people who received relief grains need to work in exchange for relief grains. In this way, regardless of whether these people are disaster victims or not, they will be given grain as compensation as long as they work."

"Besides, this way, the disaster victims won't be left with nothing to do after having enough to eat."

"There are a lot of wastelands outside Dongyang County that can be reclaimed and used as farmland. In addition, building houses, cleaning streets, and constructing canals all require manpower. What do you think?"

After Song Yunyuan finished speaking, Dai Mingxuan was stunned on the spot.

I carefully pondered the method Song Yunyuan mentioned. The more I thought about it, the more wonderful it seemed to me.

Is this a fairy? He can come up with an idea to solve the problem he is facing.

It's really, really awesome!

"A brilliant idea!"

Dai Mingxuan's eyes were full of surprise. He couldn't help but stand up and pace back and forth, muttering to himself, "This is really wonderful! Why didn't I think of this before!"

"Let the people reclaim some wasteland. Then we will give you some grain seeds to plant. When the harvest comes, you will naturally have enough food to eat."

Song Yunyuan's words made Dai Mingxuan happy again.

Grain seeds? Could it be some kind of immortal grain seeds? If so, Dongyang County is blessed!

Thinking of this, Dai Mingxuan was overjoyed and thanked Song Yunyuan respectfully.

Seeing the other party so happy, Song Yunyuan did not look relaxed.

He can take out some seeds, but these grain seeds also require certain fertility of the soil.

Looking back, we can only ask these people to simply make some fertilizers.

Although the yield of some fertilizers made in this simple way is not particularly high, it is barely enough.

Besides, he had run out of money, so he had to think of a way to ask the yamen runners to exchange it for some gold.

As for the excuse, he could just say that he needed it to cast a spell, and these people would not dare to question him.

Next, we need to see how much the glass beads were sold for.

(End of this chapter)