Chapter 30 The Way to Make Money

"Lord Caesar."

"Mr. Vido." Samwell walked to Vido who was directing the craftsmen and wildling laborers to lay the foundation for the castle. "How is the situation?"

"It's faster than I imagined." Vido said with emotion, "I never thought that those savages would work so hard, they were rushing to do it! In comparison, the laborers in our Highland City are all lazy!"

Samwell laughed and said:

"Do you know why?"

"Why?" Vido asked quickly.

Samwell did not answer directly, but asked rhetorically:

"In Highland City, if someone is lazy at work, what will Viscount Martin do?"

"With a whip, of course."

Samwell shrugged and said with a smile: "Punishment is certainly a way, but I think rewards can arouse the enthusiasm of the people."

When Victor heard the words, he immediately thought of the weird "work point system" promulgated by Samwell.

At that time, he was still laughing in his heart at the young lord who was too kind and wanted to send money to a group of captives.

But now it seems that this move may have other meanings.

However, it is indeed too prodigal... Wait!

Vido suddenly realized that Samwell didn't actually send money to those wildling captives at all, he just took care of them to eat. As for the money, it can't be cashed until the castle is built.

That's just a bait that you can't see but can't eat!

Drives thousands of savages to work for him willingly!

What a good way!

Reminiscent of the contract between his lord and this person, Vido seemed to understand something, but he was a little unsure.

Just when Vido was thinking about it, Samwell said again: "Oh, by the way, the construction of the pier should also be put on the agenda."

Vido froze for a moment, then nodded and said, "Okay, my lord."

Samwell added: "However, the construction plan you proposed before is too complicated. Let's build a trestle first, so that ships can dock to load and unload goods. At present, the main energy is still on the construction of the castle."

"Yes, my lord." Vido had a hunch that this might be the limit of what this pioneering lord could do.

I don't know what expression my lord will have when he sees the wharf with only one bare trestle bridge a year later

The two chatted for a while, and after learning about the construction progress of the territory, Samwell bid farewell to Vido and walked towards the deepest part of the valley.

Near the cliffs on both sides, there are several brand new cabins.

There were more than a dozen heavily armed soldiers holding hands around the wooden house. When they saw Samwell, they all bowed their heads and saluted.

This is the most heavily guarded place in the entire valley, storing all kinds of food and supplies of the pioneering team, and of course Samwell's lord's hut.

The only strange thing is that there is actually a blacksmith's shop among them.

From the perspective of the citizens, perhaps this lord pays more attention to weapons and equipment.

And now, Samwell walked into this blacksmith shop.

Seeing Samwell's arrival, the blacksmiths stopped their work and stood up to greet him.

Samwell waved his hand to let them continue working, and then walked to the innermost room by himself.

That is the workshop that belongs exclusively to blacksmith Buso.

There are actually two guards guarding the door, which shows that Samwell attaches great importance to the security of this place.

As the most outstanding blacksmith in Highland City, Busso was unabashedly favored by Samwell after he joined the pioneering team.

Everyone thought that the lord wanted Buso to tailor a set of plate armor for him. However, in fact, Buso has never touched steel at all these days, but has been dealing with various copper pipes.

"My lord, what you want is ready." Buso pointed to the strangely shaped device in front of him, and said respectfully.

Although this thing was built under the guidance of the lord, Buso had no idea what it was for.

This weird device consists of three copper pots of different sizes and shapes. The first copper pot and the second are connected by a swan-neck copper pipe, and the copper pot coming out of the second copper pot After entering the third copper pot, the tube will coil into a serpentine circle.

Samwell looked at the device in front of him, his eyes were full of eagerness, and a touch of melancholy, as if he was missing something.

He checked the device carefully, and after confirming that it was correct, he turned to look at Buso and said with a smile:

"Fine! That's what I want!"

"It is my pleasure to serve you."

Samwell looked at the outstanding blacksmith in front of him, and suddenly asked: "Buso, I remember you have a son?"

"Yes, my lord. Although he is also my apprentice, but his mind is not on it. Hey, I can't do anything about him."

"I heard he prefers to wield knives and guns?"

"Yeah, he still wants to be a knight. Dreaming all day!"

"How about this, my guard team needs to recruit someone, you can let him sign up, if he behaves well, I can take him in as my attendant in the future, maybe even one day, I will personally seal him as a knight."

Busuo was stunned when he heard the words, and hesitated for a while before saying:

"My lord, I am really flattered by your grace! But, we are the citizens of Highland City after all, and we will leave in a year..."

"Who can tell what will happen one year from now." Samwell said with a smile, "And during this year, you all served me. Blacksmithing is service, and so is fighting for me."

Busuo suddenly fell into a tangle.

Samwell didn't urge him, and said with a smile: "Busuo, think about it carefully, but not every lord is willing to accept a blacksmith's son as his attendant. You go out first, and come to me at any time if you think about it. "

"Yes, my lord."

After Buso left, Samwell couldn't help but reach out and stroke the strange bronze vessel in front of him. Feeling the familiar yet unfamiliar touch, a faint sparkle appeared in his eyes.

This is actually a Charente pot still.

In his previous life, he was born in a family of wine merchants. Since his grandfather's generation, he has been specializing in the production of grape distilled winethat is, brandyat the foot of Tianmu Mountain.

So as long as he can remember, he has seen amber liquor gurgling from this ancient and magical device.

And now, even though it was a time and space apart, Samwell stood in front of the empty copper vessel, but he still seemed to be able to smell the unique aroma of the wine after it was distilled.

That is the memory that runs through his entire childhood.

will also be his source of wealth in this different world.

Exactly.

Samwell dared to develop in a barren land like the Crimson Mountains, and rejected the pirate route arranged by Mrs. Olenna for him. This is where his real confidence lies.

There are no nobles in this world who do not drink alcohol, and the winemaking industry is also very developed, but due to the lack of advanced distillation technology, the alcohol content is generally low.

And this is his chance!

Although the land in the Chihong Mountains is barren and cannot grow food, it is suitable for planting mountain grapes that do not require high soil conditions, are resistant to drought and waterlogging, and require sufficient sunlight.

In fact, Samwell had seen wild mountain grapes picked by savages in Huya Village before.

The taste of this grape is actually not very good, not sweet enough, and slightly sour.

However, this grape variety with low sugar content and high acidity is suitable for brewing brandy.

Touching the smooth and cold surface of the still, Samwell seemed to see a shining golden road.

(end of this chapter)