Chapter 62: Trivial Matters of Returning to the Island
Link wandered around the cabin, and whenever he picked up one, he felt it was inappropriate, so he rejected and put it down.
Until he opened a very beautiful jewelry box.
"Is this... the legendary pigeon egg?"
Link looked at the teardrop-shaped gemstone with a crystal blue light shining in front of him, which was huge and transparent, which surprised him. Even someone like him who had no interest in jewelry and jewelry, he felt that the gem was extremely dazzling.
The lake blue gemstone in the shape of teardrops is inlaid with metal chains made of gold and silver, making it a exquisite gem pendant.
"The imperial craftsmen are indeed well-deserved."
Link admired the intricate and exquisite hollow metal carvings on the pendant and sincerely admired it.
"It's decided it's you!"
No woman can reject such a big pigeon egg, and Link believes that the Gray Rabbit will be no exception.
He was relaxed when he chose the gift and hummed an unknown tune back to his cabin.
After a busy day, he fell asleep. The ten Clippers in the fleet played an important maritime power in this sea area. Coupled with his strong jumping gang combat ability, these were enough to make Link sleep.
Nothing happened overnight.
The next morning, the sea surface changed from the clear weather as before and became dark clouds.
Thick dark clouds of black and gray enveloped the fleet, and there was no idea when heavy rain would tilt down.
"Boss, I asked the old sailor on the boat. The rainy season in this sea area is coming, and it will take two or three weeks of heavy rain."
Early in the morning, Varre came to report bad news to Link.
"Have the residences of the mountain people been built?"
"I asked those mountain crossbowmen. We had almost completed the construction when we left the island. Now we must have completed it."
‘Then it’s all right. I hope the newly grown food can survive this rainy season.’
The heavy rain finally fell in the afternoon, and the pouring rain columns hit the fleet, making the fleet that was originally sailing straight into chaos.
Fortunately, this sea area is not in the trade wind belt. Compared with the bursting rain, the sea breeze is gentle, and the fleet can still struggle to move forward in the rain.
After two days like this, Link at the bow of the boat finally saw the shadow of Miluo Island in the hazy rain curtain.
At noon, there was not much light on the sea surface. The rampant rainy season seemed to cover the sea with a layer of gray and black veil, making it difficult to distinguish the time by the darkness of the sky.
Link stood at the bow of the boat and saw a towering gray-white building in the dark tone of Miluo Island. When he got close, he realized that it was a sentry tower built by people when he set out.
The cylindrical whistle tower made of gray and white brick walls stands eye-catching in a yellow-black building on the pier, at a height of about ten meters, like a patron saint standing upright on the shore.
From a distance, Link heard the alarm ringing from the top of the mail tower. When the fleet landed, there were two squadrons of more than 100 Vigia mercenary guards standing on the dock.
It was not until the crew members arrived that the people at the pier had their own people that the guards were lifted.
"Well done well and took action in a timely manner. Who thought of this kind of reaction measure?"
After getting ashore, Link quickly praised that the dock troops were seen by him from the alarm bell to the completion of assembly. This reaction speed was much beyond his expectations.
"Sir, this is my plan that I have optimized and adjusted according to the Military Police Regulations of the Gubas Empire recorded in the School City."
Carl came out to seek credit without hesitation.
"Hmph"
Link glanced at Carl and decided to temporarily bypass his fear of death without accompanying the native warriors.
"You're doing well, too."
Link saw the sentry tower architect who accepted his fate before leaving the island, and the dock manager smiled silly after being praised.
"Dismount the fruits and livestock from the ship, and store the other things on the ship temporarily!"
Link turned around and ordered everyone on the dock.
During heavy rain season, the ground on the ship and the docks are slippery, and most of the supplies on the ship are fragile. They are afraid of water, so they are not in a hurry to unload the goods.
"Sir, you have a great harvest and you are back with a full load!"
Carl followed Link and flattered.
The fleet in front of him is mostly a new face that he has seen for the first time. The draft of the four large cargo ships is also full of depth, which gives him reason to flatter him.
"With the auxiliary materials for making holy water, how is the winemaking project on the island going on?"
"It has been sold twice, the situation is very good, and it is only one step away from the planned output.
There was only a small problem...
Link stopped as he frowned and turned to look at Carl: "What's wrong?"
Holy Water Production is currently the core business of Miluo Island. He is very concerned about everything that can affect this business.
"Well, the sugar cane wine made of is sweet and similar to fruit wine. The sailors and Virgian mercenaries who tried it on the island all thought the wine was too slim and not pure enough."
It’s no wonder they have this idea. The fruit wine has a low alcohol content and a sweet taste, which is very different from the grain spirits that sailing practitioners love. Generally, as exclusive drinks for women and children during family gatherings and banquet salons, they will naturally be looked down upon by them.
"This is not a big problem. Just mix some rum. After adding the auxiliary ingredients, they will change their appearance."
Link thought it was a big deal. In order to be able to be preserved at sea for a long time, Holy Water used wine as the main ingredient.
As for its sweet taste, Link believes that whether it is lemon juice that is so sour, the bitter and unpleasant fishy grass juice, or the rotten snail mucus that can add the consistency of holy water, these magical things will produce a wonderful and special taste.
In fact, Link could use pure sugar cane wine as a potion for treating ejaculation, but in order to keep it secret, he had to add various confusing auxiliary materials, and in addition, he didn't know how much VC content was to cure ejaculation. As a conscientious capitalist, he decided to add double portions of juice to a single bottle of VC holy water.
"I've left this time, what else has happened?"
"The gathering place for mountain people on the island has been built, and I believe that I can easily survive this rainy season.
But the grain seedlings they planted were washed away by the rain, and it is expected that the rainy season will end and only half of the survival rate will be.”
"Well, it's okay. This time I have experience, I will know how to deal with it next time."
The island has sufficient food at present, and Link has enough trial and error costs to wait for the mountain people to gain.
“The Vigian mercenaries hope that we can help them send their money back to their hometown in the north.
Many of them left their homes together and went south to work hard. In the bitter and cold land of the north, the whole family was counting on their salaries to survive."
"Tell Varre, let the Vigia guys feel at ease, and I will have someone do it in another month when the North Port is thawed, and I can get a one-year salary at that time."
The annual salary of Vigian mercenaries on the island is only more than 200 gold snake coins. After Link's foreseeable future and holy water trading is on track, he can earn a considerable number of gold snake coins in each transaction, which can be fully supported by these Vigian mercenaries.
Chapter completed!