The two of them came to the roadside, looking at the rows of clustered refugees, Fang Yu spoke.
"Captain Song, regarding the food issue, I have a few thoughts, could you help me strategize?"
"Mr. Diao, please go ahead."
"First of all, naturally we should seize the refugees' food and redistribute it..."
"Sir, this method I have already..."
"Don't rush, let me finish."
Fang Yu smiled.
Forcible collection, there are naturally some problems, but what if we change the phrasing?
"Captain Song should know about taxation, right? If they want to follow us, to gain our protection, it requires a price to pay. The rich pay more, the poor pay less. And the collected food, supplies, would be freely distributed by us, providing the thinnest portion of food at least to ensure no one starves to death, what do you think of this way?"
Song Zhenrong frowned.
