Many people are skeptical. People with families and businesses don’t care about free beer. They just want to join in the fun. Many civilians have never drunk beer in their lives. I heard that there is free alcohol and the mentality of taking advantage of it is getting worse. If the journey is not too far, they are ready to gather their companions and come here along the main road to taste something fresh.

Civilians have always been the target of Vanessa's focus, and like the Sardinians, they own farms themselves, and even if they are in a downturn, they are better than civilians.

Hopefully the harvester cannot help those without land, and the old knight cannot do anything to fight the rich and divide the land. This is contrary to his oath to the country. He sympathizes with many miserable situations of the poor, but in terms of sympathy and pity, he will not do more to improve the status quo, because those improvements will violate the current law.

The disregard of Stormwind City, the disregard of the senior executives and the inaction of the old knights, the civilians in the western wilderness could only choose their own way out. In the past, they had no way out. They either died in hunger or gathered together to become new thieves. Now with hope, they began to gather next to Vanessa at a snowball speed.

The civilians have hope, and the landlords have a little hope for the future.

"Old Fablon, come back. We have hope for a harvester. There will be a bumper harvest next year!" The Sardin and his wife were still trying hard to persuade the old neighbor who was preparing to move out of the western wilderness, the Fablon family.

Those who can move in the past are not poor people. The old Fablon family has loaded a truck full of goods, and they also have an old horse named Blanche.

Fablon is not only a landlord, but also a rancher. He provides Stormwind with different numbers of horses every year. If divided according to importance, he is definitely the middle class.

Of course, the old Fabron family didn't want to leave, but the environment forced him to leave. If he left the western wilderness, he could only help people raise horses, and went from being the boss to becoming a worker. This was also the worst strategy that was forced by the harsh environment and had to choose. Now there seems to be a turning point?

"Oh? Look over there! Miss Hope is here! If you listen to her, I don't understand many things, but I think it makes sense. You can listen to her suggestions." Old Sardin couldn't bear to leave this old neighbor, and he didn't want to lose his current status.

The class has a problem of grouping. In the face of crisis, they will stand with people from the same class. Originally, the wilderness in the western region was full of civilians, so he was under great pressure as a landlord. He had to hide in the quilt and eat secretly with his wife.

In the past, everyone was hungry, and they pretended to be hungry, which did not reflect much difference. If next year's harvest was full of grain, the civilians outside would need to ask a question mark on what attitude would they treat him.

He needed Old Fabron to stand with him, and the two families were next to each other, so he would also ask Sentinel Ridge for reinforcements. After all, Old Fabron had been raising horses for the army for so many years, and had more or less a relationship with the military. As a member of the military system, the old knights would also give some care.

Old Fabrona was undecided, so they decided to have lunch at Old Sardin's house before thinking about where to go.

Lunch is not a bibimbap with the new Tou and Wolf Tail in the Western Wilderness, and Mrs. Sardin's newly invented dish was named by Vanessa as a dish stewed in the Western Wilderness.

What about the wild boar's head, vulture's wings and some weeds, chop them all up and stew them into a large pot of specialty dishes.

People here are somewhat taboos in eating. When eating, they will consider the holy light, faith, national laws, etc. Vanessa does not have these psychological barriers. In her previous life, she traveled around the world. What hasn’t she eaten? Eating a wild boar’s head will blaspheme the gods and blaspheme the holy light? You are teasing me!

She has been familiar with Sardin and her husband recently. Every time she comes to Sentinel Ridge, she comes to their house for dinner. I have to say that some people naturally have a good impression when dating, and she feels very comfortable with this family. The experiences and ideas of the two parties are completely different from their life goals, but there are not many obstacles when communicating, and the relationship is very harmonious.

"Like I said last time," Vanessa held up a vulture paw, pretending to be chicken feet, and said while eating.

"The land limits your thoughts, so you want to plant it for the rest of your life? After your life is over, let your children and descendants grow it for the rest of your life? You should take a long-term vision."

She pointed to the direction of the Sardinian granary: "What about after the grain is harvested? You only know how to keep it for yourself and sell it in the city. This is your lifestyle for decades, right?"

Old Sardin now likes to hear Vanessa speak. This little girl named Hope can often say something he has never thought about in her life. She initially felt incredible when she heard those words, but after thinking about them carefully, she felt it made sense.

Vanessa turned her fingers and said, "Food can be sold, this is the lowest way to deal with it. My suggestion is to make wine. I have contacted the dwarf. Next month, I plan to hold an event called Wine Festival in the Western Wilderness. I plan to do this event every year. The Western Wilderness will flourish, and your food can make wine at that time."

What should I do if the old Sardin family can’t eat so much food? It’s free to the civilians? He will definitely ask, why!

But if it is piled in the granary, it is easy to cause hostility, making wine and selling it later, which is a good idea for him.

Vanessa hopes that these landlords will turn their attention from land to business. If the time is not perfect, she can use peaceful means to redeem the land from these landlords and distribute it to the common people for farming.

This year is just a first test of the edge, and next year is the year of large-scale development. She needs a lot of labor. The 6,000 people in the western wilderness are far from enough. The wine festival is held to attract outside attention, labor, and at the same time to make good relations with the dwarves.

Old Sardin was a little moved, and after dinner, he went out to stroll with his hands behind his back.

"Why did Mr. Fabron move away? Please believe me, the western wilderness will be completely renewed next year." When Mrs. Sardin learned that Fabron's family was moving away, Vanessa hurriedly carried out persuasion work, hoping that the other party would give up this idea and raise horses? This is a technical talent! There is no such talent in the Coulson Special Forces.

Old Fabron looked at Vanessa with a strange look. Just when she thought this old man had something wrong with him, the other party spoke.

"Miss Van Cliff, I know you, I knew you a long time ago. What do you want to do?" He lowered his voice, as if he didn't want to be heard by Mrs. Sardin who had packed up the kitchen utensils.
Chapter completed!