The Tombstone Island stronghold is finally confirmed.
One fine morning, Harozov and Arik took most of the fleet on their final journey home.
The weather cleared and even the wind direction changed significantly.
Most of the time they were immersed in mild southerly winds, with only an occasional weak northern current. They raised their sails, especially the dragon-headed warship at the head of the team, and hung sails printed with tribal oar totems to symbolize their identity.
Times have become different.
They paddled again with the help of the wind, and people sang ancient songs, dreaming that they could return to their hometown in just two days.
However, they actually met fishermen from their hometown early in the open sea.
Two larger flat-head fishing boats work together to tow a huge hemp rope net woven by women.
This net was thrown into the sea. It was two hundred meters wide. Such a large net was towed by two boats. The more than thirty fishermen on the boat used the wind and paddles to sweep across the water drawn by the fishing net. An area more than ten meters below.
In the era before sonar fish detection, early trawlers could rely on the experience of their owners and the so-called luck given by the sea god to try their luck in fishing in the vast sea.
Don’t think about how efficient fishing can be with such a crude method. But as long as they fish for long enough, fishermen can still get a good catch.
The two fishing boats focused on catching the larger herrings and let the smaller ones go. This is not because they understand the principle of fishing from the bottom of the lake.
But because of this, traditional hemp rope nets are easily broken when dragged in sea water. If the fishing net is woven too finely, the strong resistance will often make it difficult for the trawler to move.
They caught mainly herring, which were longer than a man's hand, and occasionally some swimming cod.
The two boats had already headed to the southern waters far away from Fort Ross. They put the fish they caught in baskets made of vines and left them there for one night at most before returning.
Although the fish meat has deteriorated a little, the Russians don't care.
At any time, edible food is valuable. Not to mention that it has gone bad, as long as it is roasted on the fire, the smell of burnt fish oil will completely cover up the smell. People's food requirements are not as demanding as those of later generations.
The two fishing boats saw the fleet in the distance, and they were first instinctively alert.
The two ship bosses immediately completed the communication. First, they closed the net urgently, and then prepared to return north.
After all, any ship encountered in this vast sea might be an enemy. Even their own fishing boats carry a lot of axes and short spears, which can be sharp weapons for hunting whales, confidence for self-protection, and even more deadly weapons for plundering the weak.
When a mighty fleet appears, it’s always good to avoid the limelight.
However, when the fishermen were operating urgently, they all saw clearly the sails of the fleet in the distance - they were their own.
"It's one of ours, maybe the big leader. Brothers, let's go and take a good look!"
The plan of a ship boss was supported by everyone, after all, the pattern of the sail was so reassuring.
The fishing boat adjusted its direction and headed straight for the fleet, and both Harozov and Arik spotted the approaching ships.
"Is that one of our allies?" Aric asked.
"It should be someone from Mellaren."
Based on his own experience, Harozov took it for granted that it was an ally's ship.
As the fleet got closer, Harozov discovered through experience that the fishermen were all of his own race, and he even recognized them.
"Grovogen! Why are you?" Harozov asked an old man on the fishing boat with a pale beard tied into two braids in a strange shape.
"Harozov? I thought the big leader was back. You...you seem to have won?!"
"Haha, it's a great victory!"
"Oh! I really didn't expect that we would meet your fleet here." Fisherman Grovergen said excitedly.
"I never imagined that you would go to such a far away place? What are you doing? Fishing?"
"Of course. Because of our Rurik, that boy he needs a catch right now."
"My brother?" The clever Arik heard these words. He threw down his oars and rushed to the bow of the boat. "What's wrong with my brother?"
"Haha! It's Arik. Your brother is doing great right now. I can't explain it in a few words. Why don't we stop fishing. Let us be your guides and lead you home!"
What big thing did my brother do? Hearing a few words from the fishermen, Arik initially understood something crazy.
Is my brother Rurik showing mercy?
The boy actually gave more than a hundred boys of the same age under his command at least one pound of cooked fish every day. For this reason, some fishermen venture far into the ocean to fish.
In the vast Gulf of Bothnia, Baltic herring is always the most abundant cold-water fish.
Even though its growth is generally slow, it takes five years to reach about 20 centimeters. At this point, the fish will basically not continue to grow. After the herrings are decapitated and gutted, three will make up a pound. In this way, if Rurik entertained his men with herrings every day, he would eat nine hundred herrings a day!
For Fort Ross, which has a population of only 7,000 to 8,000 people of its own and foreign races, the demand for fish has suddenly become much greater. Rurik is indeed the most stable buyer among the fishermen. Everyone admires this kid for his honesty and trustworthiness and his absolute cash on delivery.
In any case, Rurik, an engineering student, is essentially a science student. He is proficient in calculations, so he did a good calculation for himself, and the conclusion he came to was exactly his "One Pound of Meat Nutritious Meal" plan It works.
Because as glassware began to be manufactured on a small scale, in a short period of time, blacksmith Clavarson had completed forty sets of "tea sets".
The so-called "tea set set" is a long-necked glass pot and a thick-walled and thick-bottomed glass. Even though it is not purely clean due to the nature of lead glass, the whole body is slightly dark.
Due to the original but correct annealing process, the strong stress of glass cooling has been weakened a lot.
Rurik personally tested it. When boiling water was poured into the cup, there were no cracks in either the pot or the cup.
And this trick has actually become its major selling point, because the majority of residents simply cannot imagine seeing the details of the water inside through the wall of the cup. Isn't it an unprecedented visual experience?
Therefore, all the tribesmen who saw it exclaimed that it was crystal! Its emergence has made people's entertainment-starved lives have the latest interesting topics to talk about. It is the high price marked on it that makes everyone stay away.
No one was interested in finding out how it was made. The fact was that some businessmen who were still staying in Roseburg had happily paid a high price and bought one for themselves.
Rurik sold five sets, and the five fur traders, who had accumulated a lot of wealth, all spent twenty gold coins to buy them. From then on, they could happily drink from "crystal cups".
As for the toxicity of lead glass, I and the blacksmith wouldn't use such glasses anyway.
Just poison the heads of those big business owners! They have money anyway.
Of course, good things should be enjoyed by yourself, since alkali metals are the key to making glass. According to the new requirements, Rurik and Klavasen made potash-lime glassware. Although the process of pressing and molding is obviously difficult, it is not difficult for Klavasen, who has been working hard all his life and has huge muscles in his upper limbs.
In this way, Rurik bought three absolutely harmless glasses for himself, which really shocked Niya at his son's magic.
But what surprised this woman even more was that her son suddenly earned ninety gold coins!
The amber and gemstone necklace that Niya has been wearing was originally a gift from her husband, but now it also contains a gift from her son. The necklace was strung with a gold ring, which was made of melted gold coins.
He was getting richer and richer, and Rurik also knew that his father was coming back soon.
Before that, one lazy evening, a fleet suddenly entered the fjord of Roseburg.
Fishing boats have returned early to report that the warriors who conquered Gotland have returned victoriously!
For a time, the women and children who had stayed behind in their hometowns flocked to the beach.
The fishermen reported wonderful news. This time they had won a great victory and the fleet had made an astonishing gain. Especially families where men are involved in the action are the most excited. Due to the latest stipulations negotiated by the tribe, the gains from future military operations will basically be shared solely by the participants.
Of course, the priests are also ready to take action. Still with the latest agreement, the priest group will receive 30% of the loot.
Rurik and his mother waited at the beach with the excited crowd.
News came that Arik had killed many enemies in the crusade and had made great military exploits.
Rurik was happy about this, and what made him even happier was the rumor that this army had looted at least 100,000 silver coins!
What a wonderful rumor this is? ! If it were true, wouldn't it mean that the money shortage that Roseburg might have been facing was suddenly alleviated.
Rurik was indeed proud of his elder brother's victory, but he was keenly aware that the pile of glasses he produced might not have to wait for the big businessman Gould to return and be handed over to him for large-scale distribution.
Although it is a lead glass cup, wouldn't it be a very quick way to make money if sold to a clan member who suddenly became rich? Although it is toxic lead glass, considering that even if it is not such a glass, because they are rich, they will find a way to get a bronze cup. Bronze, there is more lead in it than lead glass!
When he thought of this, Rurik's guilt disappeared.
"Well done to you for coming back. I will definitely get your money into my hands in a reasonable way."
The soft light of the setting sun shines on the white sails of the fleet, and the world is really peaceful.
People on the coast raised their hands and cheered enthusiastically, while some older men stood in the shallow water, waiting for the ship to dock and tugging on the cable to secure it.
Ships began to wash up on the beach. The cargo ship loaded with cargo had its hard oak keel cut deeply into the shallow sand. It was entirely due to the weight of the cargo that they were stranded in knee-deep water and could no longer move.
People jumped off the boat one after another, and dozens of people dragged the cables and tried their best to pull the boat to the shore.
A large number of women went to the beach to look for their husbands or sons.
However, some women also received bad news that their sons had been killed in action. At this point, the excitement suddenly fell to the bottom. There are many such women, and this noisy and happy scene seems to have nothing to do with them.
They were confused, but fortunately, someone hurriedly told them that even if they were killed in battle, their bodies would not be abandoned, and their families would receive their share of the spoils.
After hearing such news, their sad hearts miraculously improved. Because these women generally do not have only one child.
Even if their only son died in battle, they would still be able to obtain an astonishing amount of wealth, enough to spend the rest of their lives without having to work hard.
A large number of heavy wooden boxes were lifted down, and the boxes were escorted by heavily armed warriors. There was no doubt that the boxes were filled with money.
Another group of women were escorted off the ship, including a small number of adult women and many who were obviously little girls.
Even though most of the prisoners had already accepted their fate, in order to show the glory of the victor, Harozov still ordered his men to tie the hands of the prisoners again and lead them ashore like a cow or a sheep.
Rurik noticed this keenly. He asked his mother: "Are those prisoners?"
"It should be so. Where did your brother take any women with him when he went to war?"
"Oh. It looks like there are children. How pitiful."
Rurik's casual words undoubtedly deeply hurt the heart of his maid Rumia.
Rumia subconsciously tugged on Rurik's robe, attracting Rurik's attention.
"Lumia, what's wrong with you?"
"No...nothing. I'm a little cold."
"Okay, we'll go back in a while."
Rumia didn't say much. She knew that the so-called carnival of the Russians today had nothing to do with her. As for those poor captives, although they reminded her of her own experience, how much do they have to do with her?
Rurik deliberately stood in a more conspicuous place, and Arik quickly found his lovely brother.
Just cute? The child took great pleasure in keeping himself clean, and was indeed prettier than the other children.
Aric ignored the people who were already making a fuss and couldn't wait to distribute the spoils. He approached his brother and his aunt Niya with great interest.
Arik still has a child's smile, after all, he has just grown up.
But the sword in his waist has withstood the test of blood and fire, and Arik has grown into a real man.
Arik declared his achievements on the battlefield without hesitation, "Mom, I killed at least twenty enemies, and even a fighting master. I killed the strongest enemy, and they all said I was a great warrior." hero."
Niya was happy for him and patted his shoulder excitedly: "Good boy, you did a good job. Just like your father and your grandfather."
After all, Niya, who had lived under the same roof for a long time and had lost two sons, had long regarded her nephew as her own.
Here, Arik, who has been without a mother since childhood, also regards Niya as his mother.
Arik deliberately rubbed his brother's little face: "Rurik, I heard something from the fishermen. You are so awesome, you can continue to make a lot of money."
"Of course." Rurik's face was pinched by his cousin so that he could not speak clearly. "I heard that you robbed the enemy of 100,000 silver coins? Is this true?"
"Of course! This is absolutely true." At this point, Arik really wanted to show off. "I am a hero who has made great achievements. I can get a thousand silver coins and a hundred gold coins! I have become very rich now, and I will have no worries about food and clothing in the future."
Niya was shocked: "Wow! So much money?!"
"Of course! Mom and uncle will also be proud of me. But, he is still not as rich as my brother." As he said that, Arik rubbed his brother's little face again.
Who doesn’t like cute things? Since Rurik paid special attention to personal hygiene, he insisted on washing his face and hair with soap, and he also washed his clothes carefully. His hair was quite smooth, and his white face had no freckles at all. This child is even cleaner than many girls, how could she not attract Arik's affection.
Niya was very happy that her nephew could treat her younger brother so affectionately. In a daze, she felt that these two were her biological sons.
Arik rubbed it for a while and then let go of his hand: "I heard that you give your friends a free meal every day? Oh, you are so generous. Just do this, and the money you have earned so hard will be huge." It’s quickly consumed.”
Rurik replied in the affirmative, but in his heart he didn't feel that it was hard work to earn a lot of money. That was purely based on his noble status as "Odin's Blesser", his science and technology, and the clear contracts he signed with his partners to earn a lot of wealth.
He always firmly believes in one thing: a person's diligence is a necessary virtue, but simple diligence can only make a person comfortable with food and clothing and a small fortune. If you want to make a lot of money, you need to have a keen eye to grasp the fleeting opportunities in fate, including grasping your own talents.
Rurik already understood what the daily living expenses of an ordinary Russian were like.
It has to be said that if, as Arik said, one action was due to heroic reasons and a loot equivalent to two thousand silver coins was obtained, Arik's family would indeed be able to live a happy life.
In fact, Arik also intends to compare with his younger brother. With this success, Arik even estimated that if the army can gather on the newly built Tombstone Island in the future, the enemy will plunder Gotland Island in the future, and he will make new achievements and become richer. .
Will his personal wealth soon surpass that of his younger brother?
Arik couldn't help but ask: "Brother, how much money do you have now? I advise you not to be so generous. Although you and those children are brothers, they are not poor enough to need your support."
"It doesn't matter, I made a promise to them. If you follow me, you will have meat to eat! That's what I rewarded them with."
"Haha? You really look like a leader." Arik said with satisfaction.
Rurik curled his lips slightly: "Brother, don't worry about me. Even if I reward them with meat every day, my wealth is still growing. Because I have created a new and wonderful baby. Wait a moment, you will come to me Sit at home and let me show it to you? No! Why don't I give you one as a gift?"
"Your gift? Okay!" Arik was already in a good mood today, and he felt even more excited when he learned that his brother was going to give him a baby.
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Chapter 157 The Triumph of the Conqueror
