Rise of Rurik

A stocky cargo ship drove the strong south wind to the north. A wooden shed was built on the ship, and it was also a deck that was pieced together by some wooden boards to isolate the cargo. A distinguished old woman was sitting here.

Niya is already old and declining. She gave birth to her youngest son Rurik at a very high age, and she took a huge risk herself.

After discussing with her husband Otto, she gave Rurik the name. How to explain the meaning of the name "Rurik"? It does have the meaning of "making the tribe strong again", Otto thinks this way, the so-called is like the ancient memories carved on the wooden boards of the priests, the former Ruths were very powerful.

Niya had the idea of ​​her being a woman. In her understanding, her son's name was clearly "getting the baby again", to pay tribute to the two sons who died, as well as the ardent hope for the only surviving son.

The youngest son was loved by the gods, and Niya's trip was to see and see the northern settlement built by the youngest son for the purpose of smelting and forging ironware.

The long voyage makes people feel a bit boring, in fact she hasn't set sail for a long time.

"Anna, bring me some water."

"Yes, Master." The Briton maid calmly took Niya's glass and poured the boiled pine needle water with honey from the bronze pot.

The ship was shaking a little, but the glass was designed ingeniously.

Niya's dry lips were moisturized, and her anxiety was relieved.

She was full of water and gave the cup to the servant, only to glance at it. Her eyes again noticed the wooden cross hanging on the servant's neck.

"Heh! Strange belief, I didn't know that my son was the one chosen by the gods."

Niya didn't want to say anything. The Briton women that the merchant brought in from the market in Mellaren last year all had strange ideas. As long as they are given a small house for daily rituals, a stick is set up, and a small wooden stick is placed in the middle of the stick, they can serve with peace of mind after the ceremony, Niya is a little disgusted but does not stop it. .

The surrounding scenery is always the same, and under the wooden planks under his feet, there are a lot of freshly caught fish and some salted fish. Now, many transport ships are trying their best to head northward at the fastest speed, in order to deliver this pile of herring and cod to the buyer, Rurik, before the fresh fish spoils.

"How far is it?" Niya mumbled impatiently.

"Honorable Master, we will be here until tomorrow morning." The captain with a beard and a thin body complimented.

"Do I have to spend the night on the boat?"

"No. We will dock and rest."

I heard that Niya's impatience became worse, "Can't you hurry up?"

The captain was also very embarrassed: "Master, our boat does not have oars. We are completely dependent on the wind, but there is no wind at night, and..."

The captain wanted to say that night navigation would be a disaster, Niya waved his hand and declined to listen.

Even though Rose’s ships always have an adventurous spirit, insisting on sailing at night, if there is no superb sailing skills, it is tantamount to looking for death. Night sailing is an adventure. If the purpose of the ship is a surprise attack at night, night sailing is understandable. However, it is better to be cautious with regard to the many ships that transport living supplies.

For more than a day, the fish meat did begin to decompose slightly for the fish caught in a relatively low temperature state.

But it doesn't matter, the Ross people are forced by the helplessness of life, and all of them can tolerate this mild stench.

This night, Niya spent the night on the shore.

She is dressed in fine linen cloth and soft ferret fur, and the accessories on her body are either gold, silver or precious stones, and even stained glass beads.

The clothes of those Briton maids were much simpler, but they were all blue-gray cloths. Their simplicity further highlights the nobility of the master's family.

But in terms of resting on the shore, the leader’s wife Niya, like most crew members, lived in their tents, listened to the waves, and slept on the coast of an island.

She had never thought that she could experience such things at her age. She felt that she had become a lonely woman in the boundless land and sea of ​​waves. It is very unwilling to reach the destination immediately and hold his son in his arms.

The next day, the voyage remained the same.

Sleeping on the shore, Niya was not happy, and the boats were tired and did not get a good rest. She sat on the boat again and was languid.

Until the captain roared a melodious trumpet.

"The helmsman! The shore is ahead! We are heading east!"

All the ships started to turn, and Niya stood up directly when she saw a situation, she lay on the enclosure of the hull and looked into the distance.

"Is it almost there?" she asked.

"It will be done soon, Master. When you see a brand new city, it is our Elronburg."

"Oh, then I am looking forward to it."

Niya's interest was finally mobilized, and his eyes curiously watched the uniform coastline.

Soon, her fleet encountered the small fishing boat of the Ross people, and it was only at this time that she realized that the destination was really about to arrive.

Once this area was a barren land, but now it has gradually become humane.

Her full expectation soon had exciting results.

"What's going on in the front? That estuary, is that a wooden wall?" Niya widened her eyes to see more clearly, but she was old after all.

The captain standing on the bow looked excited, and he pointed to where the wooden wall was: "Master Rurik is on the shore! Master! We are going to shore, please be prepared."

"Oh! You really need to be prepared." Niya's shriveled face finally forced a smile.

The river beach that was once full of mud and crushed pebbles was slightly cleaned up by Lurik’s messenger. Some wooden piles were driven by the silt of the river. Relying on these wooden piles, the dock platform that can accommodate eight boats and is paved with planks is put into it. use. With such ships, their unloading becomes more convenient, and the utilization rate of foreign materials in the settlements is also higher.

It can be said that no one realized the need to build a wharf.

Rurik gave the order and took out some silver and copper coins as compensation.

The wharf is not only built, but a wooden wall that leads from the wharf to Ayron Orava Fort. The road is made of wooden boards and embedded in the sand and stone. It took only two days to assemble and complete, so that those who landed don’t have to worry about getting wet boots. .

A stocky cargo ship, its sails are really conspicuous.

The early riser Rurik likes to supervise the work of the blacksmith most during this period, especially to supervise the men of the Kewen tribe, whether they are learning and improving their iron-making skills.

Rurik also intends to supervise the second waterwheel that has just been built. Different from the first one, the wheel of the brand new waterwheel is smaller, and the two hammers are not used to hit the sponge iron, but the oats in the stone.

Based on the existing conditions, Rurik has not yet been able to come up with a practical waterwheel stone grinding system. My purpose is to get the rough processed oats, so that the subsequent cooking becomes efficient, and the eater can better absorb its nutrients. For the traditional stone mortar to pound oat flour, it is turned into a waterwheel and hammer to pound it. Of course, there is no efficiency and the waterwheel is tireless.

Rurik already knew that his mother was going to come by, I'm afraid it was only two or three days.

He understands very well, what is meant by "the best gift for parents"? Nothing is better than children standing in front of them in good health.

Rurik thought about a countermeasure.

The working people have their own tasks. In order to get a little reward from Rurik and to get the plain language, everyone works very hard. It is precisely because of this factor that settlements can be built at an extremely fast speed. Regarding this, Rurik has some insights. The so-called stimulating them to work hard is not only the honor of "working for the people who are blessed by Odin", but also that he not only gives them a full meal, but also a little money.

"Is there a leader who is more sage than me under Puorola?" Rurik was actually a little complacent.

Of course, he has proud capital, which lies in his strong financial resources.

Today, a large number of ferrochrome and chrome steel tools are sold at different prices, and the daily output value has reached the level of nearly two thousand silver coins, provided that all ferrochrome tools can be sold at high prices.

In short, no matter what the future sales volume is, Lurik can't take care of that much. He feels that he must take advantage of the short warm period to mass-produce in order to obtain greater profits in the future.

Rurik also calculated an economic account for himself. The value of the various materials consumed by the entire settlement every day may be around 300 to 400 silver coins for the time being, which is much less than the initial consumption.

To feed a large number of men who do amazing amounts of manual labor, the consumption of food is the largest.

Finally, a virtuous economic cycle is on the right track.

A mercenary hurriedly ran to the scene where the waterwheel was ramming oatmeal kernels. The fragrance of wheat in the air made him intoxicated.

"My lord, the chief's wife, your mother, she has finally arrived."

"Finally?!" Rurik turned around instantly, his face full of joy.

After a while, Rurik tried his best to gather a group of his own cronies and formed a mighty team towards the dock.

At the same time, the stable cargo ship put down the planks, and Niya finally boarded the goal with the help of the maid. She looked at the plank-paved road under her feet and was amazed.

"It's unbelievable. Who thought of the idea? The plank paved the way?"

Someone hurriedly answered: "It's your son."

"It's really him? He deserves to be my son."

Niya didn't notice Rurik's figure for the time being, she raised her head to observe the magnificent scene in the sun.

The one wrapped by the wall must be Elon Fort, oh it should be called Elon Orava Fort.

In terms of appearance alone, Niya feels its solidity and the strong sense of security brought by the wooden walls and towers. This is fundamentally different from the relatively open settlement of Roseburg.

"Let's go, servants, let's go forward." Niya shook her neck slightly, and she estimated that her son was already inside the wall. She estimated that with her son’s personality, she would build a beautiful house as a place for ceremonies, meeting guests, and a comfortable bedroom.

She didn't go far, the warm south wind blew her face, and the corner of her eyes noticed a group of people walking near the riverside building not far away.

Youdao has a clear heart, she turned her head lightly, and she saw her son who had been gone for a long time.

Suddenly, the instinct of being a mother urged her to drive her aging body crazy, get off the boardwalk, and run wildly on the wet sand.

Soon, Rurik was hugged by his mother and was held in her arms fiercely...

A thousand words are not as good as this hug, and Niya is satisfied at this moment. She was shocked that Rurik had really built a city, but everything she had was not as important as her son.

Only when Rurik complained that he was being hugged too tightly, Niya let go, but Rurik was kissed several times on the forehead.

"Mom, are you satisfied?"

Rurik’s question makes Niya a little embarrassed, what can she say?

"Satisfied, I can only be satisfied if I hold you in my arms. What do you think?"

"Okay." Rurik shrugged. "Maybe I should apologize. I focus on settlement construction. I haven't returned to my homeland for more than a month. I should visit you sooner."

"It doesn't matter." Niya pinched her son's smiling face, showing her tenderness as a mother: "I'm here, I see you are healthy. Well, your women are all healthy."

Carlota and Ella, they kindly called Niya "Mother", and naturally they also got a close hug from Niya.

It was Saiporava, a little girl from the Iron Squirrel Clan. She was still a little dull and cautious. For this reason, she could not get Niya's intimacy. Of course, Niya couldn't be guilty of intimacy with such an outsider. In fact, Niya could not talk about how intimacy Niya was to his son's first servant Lumia.

Naturally, Rurik’s ambition is to build a "huge Ross", but most of the real Ross people understand the concept of “Rose” completely as a tribe with only a few thousand people, and a few want to build a large number of people. The alliance led by the Ross tribe, and then commanding some tribes as slaves, is the highest ambition.

It cannot be said that they are stupid, just because they lack a larger view of the structure. Most of the Ross people firmly believe that the Corvins are slaves of Rurik himself, and the Corvins who surrender are also self-positioned in this way.

As everyone knows, in living together for more than a month, Rurik has seen the cooperation of the residents of the Kewen Steel Squirrel Tribe and their compliance with his performance. He feels that he has conquered their souls. So, these Kewen people can no longer say It is a slave, but a tribe, a tribe.

He thought so, but Niya didn't think so.

Therefore, when Rurik led her to visit her great masterpiece, Niya marveled at the sound and safety of the wooden walls built in the settlement, the thick and spacious wooden houses, and the large number of buildings with multiple life uses, but she couldn’t accept it. The Corvin can walk around freely under their noses, or by the side of Rurik.

They don't even know their servants?

Niya's thoughts were only pressed in her heart. She didn't want to interfere in any of Rurik's actions. After thinking about it, Rurik allowed his servants to walk around at will, there must be other secrets.

Rurik was anxious to show her achievements to her mother, especially taking her to visit her comfortable wooden house inside the wooden wall.

The light in the room was a little gloomy, and it was opened to the wooden windows, and the room was finally bright.

In this wooden house, Niya found a little feeling of going home. After all, the current construction mode of the Russian wooden house has been biased towards the more efficient Novgorod woodcut.

Niya sat on the head of the bed, on a sheet made of soft leatherized white bear skin.

She recognized that it was bear skin, and she knew it better and brought it back from her hometown. How the son got it is really self-explanatory.

She changed her mind, her son actually slept on the bear skin, what a hero and warrior!

Niya has been visiting for a while, and she is the most distinguished guest. Now, she is staying in the bedroom of her son's residence, with her son and the "adopted daughters".

"I am very happy that you have built a lot of houses. Elronburg is the most beautiful settlement I have ever seen. There are so many houses here. I think that even the humblest slaves lived in the warm wooden houses. Rurik, presumably you too. Give the servant many things."

Rurik immediately affirmed: "That's natural. If the servants starve to death, once they starve to death, who will work for me?"

"That's true, but I noticed that you are too kind to them. Especially those people from Corvin. I saw those steaming saunas. You actually allowed them to build this."

"Huh? Is there anything weird about this?"

"Of course it's weird! You actually built it inside a wooden wall. The bath is private. Now, you..."

Rurik didn’t think there was anything wrong, he consciously understood the reason for Niya’s displeasure, “Maybe I should build some wooden huts outside the wooden walls to clean myself. It’s all right, I ask them to finish the day every day. Work to clean our bodies. All of us Ross jumped into the river with soap. Those Corvin people like to sit in the sauna for a while and then go to the river with soap. Now, many of our Ross warriors, too I think the Corvin’s cleaning method is better~www.readwn.com~ It’s just a man. Lurik, you must prepare a cleaning place for me, just like our Roseburg."

"Huh? Mom, you are actually hope."

"Yes." Niya chuckled, "My son, this is unlucky. I stand in a pile of fish along the way. I want to clean myself, but also clean you by myself. Just like when I was a kid, I gave it to You take a bath like that. And this night, right here." Saying this, Niya smiled and patted the bed: "My son, you must accompany me tonight. I have decided. I will stay here for a few days. You must be with me every night."

"Okay." Rurik didn't reject it, he just asked, "What about the situation in Roseburg? Dad and they might be coming back."

"That's his business too." Niya continued with a smile. "Your father has big things for men. He won't be in any danger. He can handle everything. Rurik, I'm satisfied with you."

Rurik smiled awkwardly. He thought about it. Maybe his mother staying here can arouse the enthusiasm of the people for construction. It can also be interpreted as a secret hint to other people that the chief family attaches great importance to the northern Fort Elon. .