The king on the Great Wall

The first thing, Iger, quickly thought of a solution: since he wants to open a factory, he must need employees, and naturally some of the employees must be responsible for guarding and guarding.First recruit people under the pretense that the factory needs security guards, train them uniformly, and when necessary, double their salaries as a bait to select courageous people who can endure hardships and go north to the Great Wall of Desperation.

The second question... After thinking about it for a while, he suddenly found himself in the trap of inertial thinking: the two things "deception" and "conspiracy" are so easy to use. Subconsciously think about it.But in this case, the situation is different:

He is a brother of the night watchman who has sworn a serious oath, and now he is officially recognized as the chief logistics officer of the legion. What are you doing, Jia Kun, but with the two identities of "Brother Sworn" and "Night Watch Officer", in the organization he belongs to, he naturally has the right to speak and influence. No right!

Undoubtedly, for the time being, my so-called right to speak and influence are almost nonexistent, but as long as I play the role of logistics officer well, so that all the night watchmen can be fed and clothed, and there is no need to worry about insufficient armaments when fighting , and use your brain a little bit to let the brothers in black know that these are the fruits of your own hard work, and don't be robbed of the credit by other high-level night watchmen...

Under the visible and tangible changes, the status of the "faithful" self performing his duties will gradually rise in the hearts of the night watchmen. Since Yang Mou can accomplish things, why bother to What crooked idea are you moving?

A problem that can be solved with money is not a problem.

I can finally let my mind rest, and Iger sighed in relief. The next thing to do is to choose a site for the factory and start preparing for the establishment of the "Night Watchman Logistics and Security Department".

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Chapter 87 Progress and the Alchemist Guild

The "Seven Stars Bible" is the main classic of the Seven Gods. According to the seven forms of God, it is divided into corresponding seven chapters of the Gospel. The official version has a total of more than 30 words, and each printed book with drawings has hundreds of pages.

Under normal circumstances, if you want to buy such a book that is made of parchment and relying on manual transcription and painting, you will need to spend at least one gold dragon, and usually there is no market for it, and you need to order it—no one has the energy and Get a lot of spare money and wait for someone to buy it.

After the first Seven-Star Bible printed and bound with plant fiber paper was completed, Tyrion took this sample to the church to promote it. With his identity and eloquence, he got the first order very smoothly—a book for the church. A thousand copies were ordered at the price of [-] silver stags each, and [-] copies of brochures and pictures with specific content provided by the church were ordered at the price of one silver stag per volume.

In addition, some small orders from merchants and various shops brought by the salesman recruited by Tyrion... The factory has not yet started, and the orders that have already been received, which can be said to be tentative orders from many customers for new things, have already Reaching hundreds of golden dragons, because of the identity of the Lannister family, some small customers even paid in advance.

The first set of engravings had already been completed, and Tyrion saw that the situation was not good... no, maybe it should be said that the situation was too good, so he decisively ordered to start making the second set of engravings.

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What I mentioned above is only the "Seven Stars Bible", and the rest of the calendars are also worth tens of sporadic orders from Jinlong, and the preparations for the novel and the small yellow book have already begun intensive preparations... Unfortunately, people who can write books It's easy to find, Iger has not found talents with experience and talent in H content so far.

He vaguely began to feel a little uneasy: If you really can’t find it, you can’t do it yourself. It’s okay to write some OOXX or something. I have experience, but illustrations and so on... There are no cameras and computers in this world, and all pictures are drawn by hand. of!

It's still too early to think about this. There must be a way for the car to reach the mountain.

After discussion, the site of the factory was chosen outside the southwestern city wall of Junlin City, slightly upstream of the ports of the Blackwater River, and south of the martial arts field.

There are many reasons why I like this place: there is such a large open and clean site outside the city wall, and it is close to the river for water and sewage and water use; it is not far from Heishui Port, King’s Landing Gate and roads and meets the conditions of convenient transportation; surrounding the city wall And the living poor are the best source of cheap labor.After several days of map research and on-site inspections, Egger and Tyrion finally found this piece of open land that was originally a field, a few miles away from the King's Gate, only a few hundred straight away from the road, next to the Blackwater River.

It stands to reason that this location is not far from King's Landing, and it is located on the south bank of the Blackwater River, so it should be quite popular and already occupied.Fortunately, this is not the modern world full of shrewd speculators before Iger traveled.The land around King's Landing City is all King Robert's personal property, and there is also a very important point that affects the land price: in this era, land without city walls does not preserve its value.

You know, in the original plot, even the place with the highest land price outside the city walls of King’s Landing—the Blackwater Port of King’s Landing outside the Mud Gate—is a busy and lively place. When the War of the Five Kings took place, Stannis led the army from both sides to attack In King's Landing, all the buildings were also ordered to be demolished by Tyrion, who organized the Battle of King's Landing, leaving only a piece of bare land, so as not to become a springboard for the enemy to attack the city.

And the place that Egger and Tyrion finally chose is in the west of the above-mentioned bustling area. The black water "bay" has become a black water "river" here. The businessman thought it was worthless, and the original trees had been left unused since they were cut down, and were occupied by several farmers living nearby to grow some vegetables and fruits.

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Arya likes her swordsmanship coach very much... As a father, Ed, who was influenced by his daughter, has a slightly improved affection for Iger under the influence of Aiwujiwu; Iger was intrigued by the idea of ​​developing the Night's Watch industry in King's Landing.So, without any effort, the Chief Logistics Officer obtained the right to use that large piece of land from the Prime Minister—as long as the farmers were compensated for the destroyed crops, even the land rent did not need to be paid to the Iron Throne.

perfect.

After hiring a construction team and making a plan, the Night Watchman's first stronghold in the south began to work.

On this day, Iger and Tyrion finished their inspection of the scene together and returned to King's Landing together.

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"Maybe I should move here in the future. Not only is the place big, but it doesn't smell bad."

"The place is good, but it's too far from the brothel."

"There are too many people in the industrial area, so prostitutes will naturally follow. In the future, there will also be brothels belonging to the night watchman's property." Speaking of brothels, Iger couldn't help worrying about his dwarf friend.Because of his own reasons, Tyrion never met that Shae again, but he is not young after all, and he doesn't know if he will find true love in this life: "Of course, the prostitutes for the workers must not serve the noble Lannis You're an adult, why don't you raise it yourself?"

"I like to change my taste from time to time." Tyrion didn't pay attention to Iger's joke, but said seriously: "I suggest you live in the city, it's convenient for you to move out, but what about your cute little apprentice? She is the prime minister's daughter, how could she come here every day for more than ten miles to take your swordsmanship lessons? Having such a child from the Stark family is very helpful to our cause, even if you don't consider your personal preferences, you can't abandon she."

"Indeed." Tyrion didn't need to remind Iger to know this. Arya's existence was of great help to him: "Just talking, I will try to stay in the city as much as possible."

"But you did remind me." Tyrion quickly diverted the topic elsewhere: "Building factories is a business, and providing services to workers is also a business. In the future, we can find people to open canteens, various shops, and brothels by ourselves." , Casino - just next to the factory, and then restrict workers from leaving during work hours, and only allow them to spend in the factory area. In this way, we can pay a higher wage, anyway, workers still spend part of the money to our hands Here, isn't this the stable capital chain you want!"

It's too fast, I haven't even written my horoscope yet, why even the idea of ​​the service industry has come up, Tyrion, you are the time traveler, right?Iger squinted at him with slander: "What a black-hearted boss, he is completely worthy of the title of little devil."

"I learned from you, I'm a little devil, and you're a big devil!" The dwarf gestured rudely at him, and countered mercilessly: "I just want money, but you want to kidnap people to the Great Wall to fight savages?" Killing a different ghost is killing people!"

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It was originally a joke, but Iger found that he couldn't joke back on this matter at all, and the atmosphere suddenly froze: "Someone...someone has to do this."

"Yeah, someone has to do it." Tyrion also immediately realized that something was wrong. He often did this, joking and not paying attention to the heat.He quickly changed the subject: "At that time, the wages of these people must be high."

"Well, it must be high." Iger nodded. He was afraid of death and didn't want to face the natural enemies of mankind by himself, but he could give honor to those who faced them, and there was still guarantee.

The two avoided this topic in a tacit understanding, and continued to discuss other aspects: the matter of attracting investment has also taken shape. A young nobleman living in King's Landing was persuaded to be optimistic about what Tyrion was doing. Unfortunately, There is no right to make decisions in the family and cannot be the owner of a large amount of money, so I notified the elders to come to King's Landing - just wait for the royal earl to arrive in King's Landing in two days to visit the workshop and products, the first investment is likely to be paid Here we go.

Riding side by side, the two returned to the city of King's Landing from the King's Gate, walked around the Visenya Hills, walked through the Steel Street, and passed the Baelor Cathedral. Iger suddenly found a strange building.

In fact, he saw it on the first day when he came to King's Landing, but the smell of King's Landing and the strangeness of the first arrival completely overwhelmed all other feelings, but as he became more familiar with King's Landing, the sense of disobedience in this building became more and more Stronger: This is a magnificent building that looks like a grand hotel. It is obviously taller than the surrounding buildings, but it is much smaller than the Great Cathedral just passed by. It is obviously located in the city center of King's Landing, but it looks in disrepair , The gates are closed and no one comes and goes, and some broken windows are not repaired.

"What is that building for?"

Tyrion raised his eyes and said, "That's it, the hall of the Alchemists' Guild."

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Chapter 88 "The Wise" and Wildfire

"Alchemist Guild Hall?" It's better not to ask, this name is more inconsistent than the building itself, and Iger can't help but suspect that what he has traveled to is a game world: "What is that for, can alchemists use magic? "

"You must have heard the other two words, fireman, and wildfire." Tyrion shrugged, seeing that Aigre stopped the horse, he had to stop with Jack and Morris: "What's wrong? That's nothing Fun stuff."

Iger turned around and said, "If I want to visit, can I go in?"

"Yes, it's very easy to get in. Pyromancers used to be the favorite of the Targaryen family, but now they are so dilapidated that anyone can kick and spit." Tyrion shrugged: "As long as you have a little money, you can get in." , If there were not too many wildfires underground to deal with, do you think this building can continue to stand here? But the people inside are quite neurotic... well, it is also quite pathetic, suddenly fell from heaven to hell , It’s these people who are talking about.”

"Let's go and see."

Tyrion frowned strangely, but he was used to Iger's character of suddenly wanting to do something, so he climbed down from the special saddle without any further questions, and stood beside Iger with two attendants.

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"How to get in?"

"Enter through the gate."

Iger rolled his eyes: "The door is closed."

Tyrion flipped back. "Will knock?"

So simple?Maurice left the horse to guard the four, and the remaining three walked up a few steps and knocked on the wooden door that looked like it hadn't been opened in decades.

It was faster than expected... In fact, it was much faster. The door opened with a creak, and an old man with a wicked face and a few times more wretchedness than Will poked his head out.

"What are you doing, to buy that substance?"

"Yeah." Tyrion patted the money bag, and the golden dragon and the silver deer made a crisp crashing sound.

So the door opened wider: "Come in, why are you wearing so little?"

What do you mean? Egger was puzzled, but seeing Tyrion's confident appearance, he just followed without asking questions. Soon, he found that several people were going in the wrong direction. This was not the way to go to the kindergarten... upstairs, they going down.

"What's your name?" Tyrion asked the old man who answered the door.

"Please call me Duck the Wise." The old man said proudly, "How much do you want?"

"Ask my friend who is curious about wildfires."

How much for what?Iger's mind was confused, who was he, where was he, and what was he going to do?

Oh, I am now the Chief Logistics Officer of the Night Watch, Iger West, in the hall of the Alchemist Guild, and I want to know about wildfire.

However, listening to the conversation between Tyrion and the wise Dak, that kind of forgiveness liquid that is very mysterious in my mind can be bought and sold like wine?

This tm is a liquid explosive!

"Huh... Wearing black clothes, who died in the family? It would be a good idea to cremate the body with that kind of substance."

Iger immediately pulled his face down: "I am a night watchman, you care too much, introduce 'that substance' to me."

"Okay, okay, you people are like curious little squirrels, asking around all day long." Duck the Wise muttered, as if telling Tyrion worriedly: "I'll introduce him to that kind of squirrel." Material, you have to buy at least ten silver stags."

"Do you know who I am?" Tyrion asked him curiously. "Did you know that my family's money could buy the entire Alchemist Guild?"

The old man stared at Tyrion for a long while, but said nothing.From his suspicious expression, Iger came to a surprising conclusion: this guy really didn't know Tyrion, and probably never heard of a dwarf named Lannister.

But no matter what, Tyrion's lines and aura like a rich man still shocked the old man. He stopped chattering, but picked up an oil lamp hanging on the wall, and while leading the three of them down the stairs, Started the introduction.

"Do you know about dragons?" Duck's opening remarks are quite attractive: "Terrifying dragons can cover the sky and cover the sun with their wings, and burn everything in the world with one breath, where does their fire-breathing ability come from? "

"magic?"

"No, it's an organ in their chest." The old man who claimed to be a wise man shook his head: "This organ secretes a magical substance all the time. When it needs to breathe fire, the organ shrinks and squeezes out the liquid, which passes through the mouth of an organ. Accelerate and atomize, and then ignite with a little magic power, and the dragon flame will be produced."

"What does this have to do with wildfire? Is it the kind of substance produced in the dragon's body?" Iger frowned, and instantly added drama to the alchemist guild in his heart: every time a can of wildfire is made, it means that a young dragon is slaughtered. There is no killing without buying and selling, resist wildfire, start with me!

Could it be that the extinction of dragons is due to the excessive collection of wildfire?

This is of course impossible, let alone whether dragons have the ability to secrete so much forgiving liquid, even if they do, humans can definitely take the liquid in a more "gentle" way-such as bear bile.

What Iger is concerned about now is: how can this important armament material, a big killer, be traded at will like this like selling wine?And judging by Dake's humble attitude, it seems that he is still unsalable.

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"No no, that substance is not produced in the dragon body, we just got inspiration from that liquid and invented that substance with the help of technology and magic."

"Can't you say 'wildfire' instead of 'that substance'?" Iger couldn't bear it anymore. It is enough to have Jaqen next to him, and now a fireman is enough.

"Wildfire is what laymen call it!" The old man looked very angry. "It's not wild, but it can be controlled. As long as you take safety measures and master some fire magic..."

"Do you know fire magic?" Tyrion snorted disdainfully, "If the wildfire can be controlled, the Iron Throne should be sitting on the Targaryen now, and your 'substance' will not be reduced to this price, and will become a regulated country’s most important weapon!”

Duck had nothing to say, and murmured a few words, but continued to lead Iger and the three of them down the stairs to the ground.

Soon, Iger understood why Duck asked "Why are you wearing so little" when we met just now? After walking through the hall and entering the stairs leading to the cellar, the surrounding temperature plummeted. The power of the basement effect seems to be particularly obvious here. If it is thirty degrees outside, then it is ten degrees here now, and Iger already feels goosebumps on his body before going down to the bottom.

Finally, they walked up the steps and came to a corridor.Iger was already biting his teeth from the cold. If it wasn't for his curiosity and strong purpose, he would definitely return to the upper floor immediately.

The surroundings were pitch black and there was no light at all, saltpeter was scattered all over the damp stone walls, and the only light source came from the sealed iron bar glass oil lamp carefully carried by the wise Duck.

The actual length was about tens of meters, but it felt like half a century had passed. Dak stopped in front of a heavy-looking door, handed the oil lamp to Iger, and took out the key to open the door.

"Don't come in!" The old man suddenly yelled, "Stay at the door, the light and temperature may make this substance unstable!"

Iger quickly stopped holding the oil lamp, and finally understood why this thing could not be put on the table: If the wildfire is so unstable that even an oil lamp wrapped in glass can bring danger, how can it be practical!

With the faint light of the oil lamp behind the door, Iger saw that the open room was crowded with shelves, filled with fiery red round pots, like rows of fat pottery grapefruits.

"Come and help." Duck stood in front of a shelf, turned around and waved to the three of them.

Iger hurriedly handed the oil lamp to Jack behind him, and stepped forward to hold the jar in the hands of the pyromancer.

"Be light, clay pots are thin."

Dak took out a small bottle, confirmed to the night watchman that he wanted to buy ten silver deer's wildfires, and then started to dump the bottle while holding the bottle.

"Wildfire" slowly flows towards the mouth of the bottle, showing a deep blue color under the light of the dim oil lamp outside the door, and the texture is a bit like honey.

"Don't touch it with your hands, body heat will also destabilize the substance."

"The body temperature can also ignite it?" Iger was so frightened that he almost let go and threw the jar away. It's only a ghost that this thing can be used in actual combat.

"It's not that exaggerated... At least so far, there is no record of body temperature igniting a wildfire." Dak was also a little embarrassed, and explained with a smile: "But the longer this substance is, the easier it is to be ignited. For the sake of life, it is better to Be cautious."

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Soon, the container, which was slightly larger than the 500ml Coke bottle, was filled. Duck insisted that the amount in the bottle had exceeded the value of ten silver stags, but the excess was considered a gift.After paying the money, Iger got a bottle of horrible liquid fuel without any effort.

"I'm very interested in this kind of thing, wise man Dak." Iger carefully put away the bottle according to the other party's instructions, took out a business card and handed it to the old man, "If you are free, please come to the night watchman's office within two days to find Me, just across from the East Camp of the King's Landing Garrison, we can talk about a big deal."

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Chapter 89 "Chemistry Lab"?

"Big business?" Tyrion rubbed his short arms as if frozen, and said as he quickly climbed up the stairs: "You mean the wildfire inside? Sorry, I'm afraid it won't work, the reason why the king kept This building was given to the Alchemist Guild and was not taken back for other purposes, because the wildfires stored underneath were too dangerous, and the experts who were good at handling them all disappeared or died in the war, so the rest can only be in this place Refrigeration... Strictly speaking, the transaction we just made is already illegal, but Robert doesn't care about this shit, but if you want to move all the wildfires inside to the Great Wall for military use, then It's absolutely impossible."

It is indeed impossible.

Iger speculates that the wildfire may be a volatile oil mixed with white phosphorus or other phosphorus compounds, which has a very low flash point and is extremely flammable and explosive.The longer it is stored, the greater the white phosphorus and phosphide content in the liquid left by the volatilization of the oil, which will become more flammable-this kind of thing, without perfect safety measures, is impossible for long-distance transportation.

"Is that so?" the Chief Logistics Officer turned to the wise man.

"That's right, that's right..." After receiving ten silver stags, the pyromancer seemed to have a much more friendly attitude: "The wise King Robert ordered us to keep watch over the wildfires underground forever, and not allow any jar to leave the cellar... "

"Not a single jar, so it's all right to leave one by one, isn't it?" said Tyrion grimly.