Qi Haoran had always remembered what Mu Yangling's words. What this era lacked was not land and grains, but labor and advanced farming techniques and seeds.
Although there was a good mix of elderly, kids, and women among them, they all had good farming potential.
Hence, Qi Haoran smiled and said, "Since there's so much land in Hanzhong Prefecture, let them plant it. They'll be able to support themselves next year."
"But they'll also consume a lot of grains over one winter. There are more than 12,000 people here." Assistant Commander Lu said anxiously, "Little General, let's report this matter to the General. Although the land in Hanzhong Prefecture is desolate, it's not under our West Camp's name."
