Yu Lin Bloodhawk remembered the seeds he had collected. He gave them to the elves to plant, telling them they could plant these on level ground too, and grow as much as they liked. However, this privilege was reserved for Elf Village; the other villages were not allowed to do the same.
There simply were not that many seeds available yet! Once he had more, they could plant every patch of level ground in Elf Village with them for all he cared. He would buy everything they grew. After all, Elf Village had more low slopes and hills than level ground. How much could they possibly grow?
The elves knew plants well, and after examining the seeds for a quarter of an hour, they were delighted. They had been worried that once all the refugees were assigned to village groups, no one would be left to tend their level fields. These were clearly not crop seeds, but seeds from a variety of wild plants, which should not be difficult to maintain.
Were there any human refugees doing things the same way as the elves? There were! Among so many refugees, some had inevitably been well-off before. Once assigned to village groups, they stopped doing any work, bought food from the City Lord, and rented their fields out for others to cultivate.
The food His Lordship sold was inexpensive anyway. Like the elves, they also spent money on materials to make their houses beautiful and comfortable to live in.
But these people were not as fortunate as the elves. Since they were not relatives of his own personnel, they not only had to pay for their own materials, but the administrators would not deliberately assign prospective tenant farmers to work nearby. That made their fields harder to rent out.
Refugees who