Northcup is known to the locals as a trading port.
Even though this commercial port is so sparse at other times of the year except for a few small boats plying back and forth on the Star Card route, and there are always a few cargo ships that come only when the wind is favorable in summer, they still firmly believe this.
"What a commercial port, we don't do business. This place was developed just to facilitate the acquisition of resources and transport them to Star Island."
Garland smiled and waved his hand: "What kind of commercial port is it to transport resources unilaterally?"
"Are you really not doing business? Didn't you say that a large number of scrolls are released at this time every year?"
"Hey, the island regards making scrolls as the first chore. This thing is more annoying than burning crystals. But there is really no way. Star Island does not produce anything, and does not sell scrolls and magic products. How can we buy supplies?
It's quite profitable, but you can't rely on fishing anyway, right? It doesn't matter if you have the resources to produce it yourself. Some things can only be shipped from other places. If you don't pay, the only way is to rob them.
Already."
"Why? I heard that most of the ones sold are very auxiliary, low-level, directional spell scrolls such as poison detection, eagle eye, and shield. The combination of magic patterns is not complicated, and it is even impossible to talk about it.
Go to the spell model. In theory, shouldn't these scrolls be easy to make? I see that the Xingdao Library is full of blank scrolls that can be taken at will."
"It is very easy for us to make them. In fact, the makers of these scrolls that are purely for sale are apprentices. They are practicing while making them. It is not easy for them."
Polu recalled the pain and struggle he went through when he first burned steel plates, and nodded in agreement. Garland also showed a sympathetic expression, as if he was remembering some unbearable days.
"Scrolls that can release spells are not the same thing as those carriers in the library that are just used to record text. The base, axis and the ink blend used for drawing are all particular. Every magic apprentice who lands on Star Island
I have made these materials myself, tsk tsk, drawing the spell model is not so painful."
Seeing that the topic was getting further and further away from home, and was about to turn into a reminder of bitterness and sweetness, Polu, who had originally planned to sell the blank scroll, had to remind him: "We were just talking about the distribution of supplies."
"There's nothing to say. Now Northcap is already the largest material distribution center."
He raised his chin slightly, with a subtle hint of pride, and spoke these words unhurriedly.
"Every summer, all resources transported by caravans from various places that can be collected on a large scale can be found here. Precious materials that can only be found by luck are also brought here by adventurers to negotiate prices. In addition to us, there are also
Which company can consume so much material? If this is not the center, what is the center?"
As a mage lord, Garland has neither interest nor the ability to build Northcap into the continent's largest material distribution center proposed by Bolu.
By the way, it took Poru a long time to figure out that this so-called "lord" was not actually a real lord. He only had jurisdiction but no power. In fact, it was an administrative position and did not actually seal the port.
Gave it to him. This name is just a title borrowed from other places.
Garland hasn't finished his words yet: "It's not summer yet, so it's not yet time for large-scale caravans to enter Northcap, but generally speaking, the amount of materials shipped every year is enough for the use of Star Island.
Already."
"Enough? Is it really enough? When I was on the island, I always heard them complain that there was not enough material, and now there is still a pile of stuff at my place to recycle materials."
"Well, enough to keep things running is also enough. To be honest, it's not easy to transport it all the way here. It's basically all here, so what else can I ask for?"
Bolu thought about it for a while and felt that there was something wrong:
"This is so damn wrong. It's not like there's no demand. Why does it only happen in the summer? This wave only happens once a year? Don't these businessmen not want to make money?"
While he was thinking, he habitually showed a smile ready for business: "Is it okay if I sell some things here?"
"It's up to you. Anyway, we only sell scrolls, and the caravans basically go back empty-handed."
Garland spread his hands indifferently.
"Okay, let's not say anything else. How much crystal ore can I take away this time?"
"About 1,300 barrels."
"It's only enough for half a boat? How much can we transport in the next week?"
Garland clapped his hands:
"No! Until summer comes, there will basically be only this much."
"What! What happened?"
Boru suddenly stood up!
Even if the ore cannot be transported in, why not make a P! No matter what difficulties are blocking the road of transporting the ore, we must overturn it!
Seeing Polu's expression as if he was facing a formidable enemy, Garande was surprised at first, and then reflected: "By the way, you haven't experienced the spring here yet. I'll take you to see it."
He smiled slightly.
Just as Bolu looked curiously at the luxurious and smooth enchanted carriage he was riding in, the coachman's voice came from outside the luxurious carriage.
"Sir, we are here."
"So fast? I remember we weren't this close to the mountains, right?"
After saying that, Polu opened the car door and stuck his head out. He had stayed in the indoor environment for too long, and today's sunshine made it difficult for him to open his eyes. He looked around and saw farmers tending the fields in the fields on both sides of the road.
"Yes, you can also make some iron farm tools. The seeder can't keep up, but the other ones should be okay. Not only can they be sold, but it will also be good to open more land and collect food. Why don't you take a closer look?"
While thinking, he jumped off the pedal outside the carriage.
"Don't!……"
The moment he soared into the air, he suddenly heard the driver's panicked shout from behind him.
"What's wrong?"
As soon as this thought flashed through his mind, his feet had already touched the ground.
"It doesn't matter, I have the talisman."
However the amulet showed no signs of working.
With a squeaking sound, his feet seemed to break through some surface, and a soft touch came from under his feet. But then something was wrong! He found that he suddenly sank down out of thin air!
"Fuck! There's a trap!"
Without any time to think, he suddenly turned around and grabbed the armrest next to the carriage! Just as he was about to pull himself up, he felt that his feet finally stopped sinking. At the same time, he felt an icy coldness, carrying fine sand.
The touch also rushed into his toes. This feeling reminded him of some memories of walking along the Yangtze River when he was a child.
Polu shivered, grabbed the armrest, and froze.
He looked at the carriage carriage where he suddenly needed to look up, and Garland's hand stretched out between the open doors.
I looked up and saw that my feet in short leather boots had completely disappeared, leaving only my knees sticking straight to the ground.
When he raised his head again, he saw that Garland's face had not yet smiled, and his tightly closed lips had begun to tremble.
"Ah! Where are my legs!"
After shouting, he couldn't help but laugh.
"Ha ha ha ha!"
After finally pulling his legs out of the mud, Polu sat at the door of the carriage and struggled to scrape the mud off his leather boots. He looked at the mud on his wet pants and was too embarrassed to climb into the luxurious carriage again.
In the carriage, Garland used cleaning skills to solve this embarrassing situation for him.
Garland wiped the tears from laughter at the corner of his eyes: "I really didn't expect you to jump off the carriage directly without even letting go of the pedal. Speaking of which, you are the first person I have ever seen who jumped directly from the carriage without waiting for the pedal.
A caster who jumps up and down. Why do you think our carriage uses enchanted wheels and horseshoes? Isn't it just to deal with this kind of road condition?"
Bolu stretched out his head and looked at the seemingly solid road again. There were two deep holes in the road, and the surrounding area was filled with flying mud. He was terribly embarrassed: "Isn't this thing too camouflaged? It looks like
The surface is quite solid. The carriage wheels are also quite normal."
"We rushed to transport a batch of ore before the road surface thawed. The heavy carriage mixed the mud and snow water together. If no one moves the mud with high water content, it will flow very smoothly by itself. Wait until night, and now at night
It's still a little cold, and the surface has frozen again, but the lower part has not yet frozen, and there is just a layer of ice shell on the surface. If there is no enchantment effect, the result will be the same as yours if you stand on it."
Bolu nodded with a sad expression:
"I understand, has the carriage that pulls the ore been enchanted?"
"Didn't I tell you that I can't afford it?"
Polu let out a long sigh:
"That's going to be difficult. What if this road condition continues until early summer?"
"Well, if it rains again in the next few days, the road conditions will become even more impassable."
In the face of this muddy fact, Polu finally understood why the caravans only came in summer.
“Did I catch up with the Ukraine Quagmire Package?”
"I understand. It seems I have to go back and speed up the progress."