And what was left for these commoners was merely the most barren part.
However... at this moment, these originally barren lands have burst forth with a vitality far more robust than the fertile fields occupied by the nobility.
If it continues like this.
Not only won't their family need to sell off possessions in this famine.
They might even be able to store some surplus grain to deal with potential natural disasters and emergencies in the coming year.
Or even barter some of the grain with traveling caravans for some necessities of life.
"Thank you, Mother Goddess."
"For bringing abundance to me and my family."
Rosa's father knelt on the fertile soil, devoutly drawing a cross on his chest.
Afflicted with eye disease, he didn't know what Rosa was tinkering with, thinking it was the prayers he had sent Rosa to make at the Church of Abundance in the town with all their wealth that had worked.
