The towering Lucia Mountains act as a screen that divides the Far East into two tectonic plates, north and south.
A mile-long caravan set off from Kitland, on the top of the plateau, trekked over the glacier for seven days to climb the ridge, revealing a new landscape before the travelers' eyes.
Lyudmila took off her cloak and hood, took a deep breath of the cold wind blowing in her face, and a smile appeared on her pretty face.
"Do you feel the smell of sea in the wind?"
"What are you kidding, it's still more than two hundred miles away from the North Bay, how can you smell the sea breeze."
Nikita sat on the back of the Highland Lothmon, wrapped in a fur coat to ward off the cold wind, and tried to keep her eyes open to the north, but the clouds over the mountains blocked her vision, and she could neither see the golden sand and the blue horizon that she was expecting, nor could she show any ocean breath from the wind.
Roland took a deep breath of cold air, and the sensitive sense of smell given to him by the "lion totem" could sniff out the subtle changes in the composition of the air like a ranger, and sure enough, there was a faint smell of saltiness.
Opening the "Pupil of Destiny", his gaze looked through the clouds and mist to the north, and a blue sky loomed at the end of the sky, which was the North Bay, and the destination of their trip, "White Ou Port", was the largest trading city on the coast of the North Bay.
"Uncle Mikhail, how far is it from here to Port Baigull?"
asked Roland.
"After crossing the ridge, the rest of the road is much easier, and you can reach Baigull Harbor in five days at most."
Mikhail poured a large sip of soju, his face glowing red, "If all goes well, we can still catch the annual Bend trade fair in the North Bay, and I brought four hundred bags of camel hair this time, hoping to sell it for a good price at the fair." ” Just as he was full of ambition and wanted to make a fortune, the highland loss beast under his crotch shook his shoulders and let out a mournful moo.
In order to sell as much wool as possible at the fair, Mikhail hired men to cut all the long hair on the huge camel beasts before he set out, and then hired the weavers of Kitland to rinse them and spin them into bales of snow-white and delicate yarn; This camel hair fiber is slender and dense, and the woven fabric is light and warm, which is a higher grade fabric than cashmere, and is a high-quality product that sells well overseas along with ores, spirits, and furs, and brings millions of gold coins to Kitland every year.
"Uncle, why don't you weave the wool thread into fabric and then sell it" Veronica touched the camel hair scarf around her neck, with confusion in her eyes: "My hometown of Parnia is rich in silkworms, there are many spinning workshops in the local area, the girls soak the silkworm cocoons in warm water to reel silk, spinning the silk with a spinning wheel or spindle, and then spin a bag of raw silk into silk fabric with a loom, the price of a silk fabric is equivalent to three times that of the same weight of silk." ” Mikhail smiled bitterly: "Everyone knows that fabrics are more profitable than velvet threads, but unfortunately we don't have a developed textile industry like Parnia in Kitland, women use looms to weave homespun cloth at home to wear it themselves, but it can't be sold at a good price, those big guys dress not only to keep warm and cover their bodies, but also to pay attention to style and printing and dyeing, I don't understand these things, anyway, the weaving mills and printing and dyeing factories in Baiou Harbor will renovate and launch new products every year, red is popular this year, and purple is popular next year, Country women can't keep up with the trends of city people, so instead of wasting time and effort to weave cloth, it is better to sell camel hair directly to save trouble. ” "That's right, clothes are worn for people to see, fashionable fabrics are sought after and expensive, outdated fabrics are not in demand, and the same is true of the silk market in Parnia."
Veronica felt deeply, and Nikita and Lyudmila felt the same way, after all, women are naturally sensitive to fashion.
"Uncle Mikhail, are you familiar with the textile industry in Baiou Harbor, I want to visit the local textile factory."
Roland's focus is not on fashion fabrics, but on how they are produced.
Traditional cottage workshops are passively reduced to low-profit raw material suppliers in the face of the impact of the emerging specialized and large-scale textile industry, while the high value-added textile industry requires a large investment of capital and manpower, which is by no means affordable by family workshops, and correspondingly requires higher profits.
What kind of economic model is suitable for the development of a region, this is the subject of location economics research, Roland from the first day of the crossing knows what kind of mission he shoulders, leading the people of the Far East to get rid of the stigma of heresy and strive for independence is only the first step, the establishment of a long-term stable regime can not rely on war and religion alone, the more important work is to develop an economic power and enrich the people, if the people's living conditions do not improve after breaking away from the slavery of the empire, whether it is revolutionary fanaticism or religious fervor will quickly cool down in the face of the real dilemma of hunger and cold.
It is expected that after the end of the war in the north, the Koras army will return to the Fort of Atonement, and no matter what method his father Rudolph Koras uses to seize power, it will arouse the vigilance of the central government of the empire, blockade and suppression will follow, land communication will be cut off, and the much-needed resources can only be obtained through sea trade, and the strategic position of the North Bay is self-evident.
Roland's visit to Baiou Harbor at the invitation of the Yangbo sisters is not only for sightseeing, but also for the reconstruction loan on behalf of Beowulf and Natasha, his real purpose is to inspect this rich city-state known for free trade, to find a model of industrial development that can be used as a reference, to see what commodities are sold overseas all the year round and can be produced in large quantities in the southern plains, and then to take precautions, formulate more advantageous industrial policies, and establish alliances with the Yangbo family through commercial cooperation.
Set up a bridgehead for the Kolas Army to pursue overseas interests in Baigull Harbor.
The caravan continued to trek forward, when a gust of wind blew in the air, and the red dragon spread its wings, and a huge shadow fell over it, and the frightened highland los beast stirred in unison.
Bloom was pouring wine down his throat when the hunchbeast shook its body and threw the dwarf off guard.
The soft snow didn't matter if it fell, and the dwarf was distressed by the pot of soju, which was all sprinkled on the snow and wasted.
"Vigrav, you bastard, get me down," Mikhail hurriedly gathered his frightened herd and shouted angrily at the sky.
The red dragon retracted its wings and landed on the snow, turning into a dragon vein youth wearing black leather armor and carrying a giant sword, touching the back of his head and sneering at everyone, revealing a mouth full of snow-white and neat teeth.
"I'm sorry, I just want to fly up and see if there is a village in front of me that can be used to sleep, but I don't want to alarm the livestock" "Viglaf, Monsieur Roland and his friends have come to Port Baigull for sightseeing, why don't you follow the Ministry of Internal Affairs so leisurely?"
asked Mikhail angrily.
"This is the arrangement of Lord Beowulf, we are going to White Gull Harbor this time to seek financing for the reconstruction of Kitland, wouldn't it be strange if there was not even a real Kitlander in the visiting delegation, and Mr.
Roland also wants me to accompany him."
"What's the use of Mr.
Roland bringing you, he doesn't need bodyguards" "He was going to stop by for sightseeing in the bay, but he was worried that he would capsize in a storm during the voyage."
"Ha, this is really funny, are you the ballast stone, you will not capsize with you" Mikhail scoffed.
"I'm not a ballast stone, of course, but don't forget, I can be a dragon," said Vigraaf, smugly, "and in the event of an accident, Monsieur Roland could fly me off the wreck and ashore." ” "You're proud to be ridden," Mikhail shook his head, unable to understand what the kid was thinking
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