Arold handed over the drawings of the turtle ship to the two smelting masters, and asked them to further study and discuss, rolling iron sheets is a very simple thing in modern times, but in this era, only Arold's territory can roll out pieces of iron sheets to make sheet gold armor, and the secret is also in this smelting base. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

"Bell, bell, bell." Among the smelting bases, several windmill-like buildings are particularly eye-catching, and huge windmills are constantly rotating in the smelting base near the sea, and the crisp sound of striking iron can be heard before you even enter them.

In fact, this is Arrod's wind smelter, when the windmill rotates under the blowing of the seaside wind, it drives the mechanism inside, and a pig iron hammer below will constantly knock on the iron felt, and the other crank rotates to drive the pumping blower box to continuously send air into the smelting furnace, this smelter saves a lot of manpower, so that blacksmiths and apprentices can concentrate on studying the temperature of the fire and how to forge qualified steel.

"What are these tower-like pillars?" Ted looked curiously at the area of the smelting base where a tower-like building stood, and thick smoke rose from the top of the building.

"This is a smelting blast furnace, and this is the place where iron ore is smelted into good steel." Arrod explained to Ted.

"Whoa~." I saw dozens of apprentices shoveling black stones into the blast furnace, and the flames came out of the narrow mouth, as if a fire dragon was trying to break through the shackles. Another group of apprentices through the wooden ladder continue to put iron ore into the top, through continuous smelting, impurities will gradually precipitate to the bottom of the blast furnace, and the fine iron will flow into the mold from the middle opening of the slide plate, watching the red iron juice flow into the mold like magma, and finally form iron blocks, which seems to Ted like magic.

"Lord Duke, what are those black stones?" Ted asked, puzzled.

"It's coal, I've been asking Soros to send caravans to look for it, and I've only found a few places in the middle of the kingdom so far, and the people there don't know much about this fuel, so we've been able to bring back a lot." Arold said to Ted.

"Is there really such a stone that can burn? This must be from hell. Ted was taken aback, and he drew a cross on his chest in fear, the Slav had been very religious since he had converted to Catholicism.

"Not from hell, but a kind of fuel that is already on the earth, like dead branches." Arold didn't know how to explain it to him, but repeatedly told Ted not to divulge the secret.

Jeff had been waiting for news at the inn in the town below Mecklenburg, and he watched the constant stream of trucks arriving at the port from the town's merchant houses, and then the goods being sent to the port's merchant ships to be transported to the various Low Territories.

"Jeff." The One-Eyed Man, the strongest bodyguard raised by the businessman Jeff and occasionally on a special mission, sees his master, Jeff, pacing through the dilapidated hotel room like a rat in a bellows.

"Abominable Soros, abominable Jews." Jeff gritted his teeth, his little eyes constantly scanning the window, from which he could see the direction of the port.

"Why, that Jew doesn't even listen to Brother Elvet's orders?" One-Eye knew that Jeff had spent some effort to get through the way of Brother Elvet, and that Brother Elvet was very influential as the one in charge of the internal affairs of Arold's territory.

"The Jews only have profit in their eyes, and they think I'm not qualified as a contractor at all." Jeff said discouragedly, he looked out the window a little unwillingly, Mecklenburg has a lot of specialties, not only the high-quality steel blocks sold by Arold because of the surplus production, but also the armor and weapons are also unique, and a large amount of wheat is lacking in other territories.

"You didn't bribe him?" One-Eye asked curiously.

"Of course I bribed, but do you know what that guy said? He actually said that he was in charge of the business house for the duke, and would never seek personal gain for himself, bah, a lowly Jew. Jeff cursed viciously, he had lost the contract of the mine from Brother Robert, and now his fortune had shrunk so much, and if he could not find a way to make a fortune, he was afraid that the loan sharks would bankrupt him.

"What are you going to do?" One-Eye asked.

"Anyone who stands in my way must die." Jeff's eyes flashed fiercely, and he commanded One-Eye.

"Yes." One-Eye accepted the order, but he turned to Jeff and asked, "What about Brother Robert?" ”

"That waste, I saw the wrong investment object, hum, I originally expected him to be able to develop through the Duke of Bavaria, but who knew that the Duke of Bavaria was seriously ill and couldn't govern at all, and his son Duke Franconia hated that freak very much, tsk, it's really bloodless." Jeff frowned and shook his head, feeling sorry for the money he had provided for Brother Robert, and it seemed that all of it had been lost.

Soros's hand kept writing on the parchment, Arold invented a way of accounting that was more advanced than their Jewish way of keeping accounts, which made him very impressed, Mecklenburg through intensive farming, this autumn harvested a large amount of wheat and crops, in addition to supplying the territory for use, and depositing in the grain store, the rest can be exported by sea to other territories, especially Flemish and other low countries.

"The money from the export trade was immediately sent to the money cellar of Mecklenburg, where the Duke was to pay for the Mecklenburg Legion and the Teutonic Knights." Soros said to the tax collector beside him.

"Yes, Lord Soros." The tax collector hurriedly agreed, they put the collected coins into the money box, a carriage parked outside the port administration, they put several boxes into the carriage, and when they were about to drive to Mecklenburg, they were stopped by Soros.

"Wait a minute, I just have something to do with you!" Soros put on a deerskin shawl, strode out of the office, and said to the tax collectors.

The carriage carrying the port coins was protected by four soldiers, wearing iron helmets and cuirasses, holding halberds in their hands, guarding the front and back of the carriage, and Soros sat in the carriage wearing a crystal glasses and continued to verify the accounts.

"Lord Soros, we should deliver it tomorrow morning." The tax collector sat across from Soros and watched as it was getting late outside the carriage, with torches in the driver's seat and the armor of the guards grinding as they walked.

"No, the Duke has said that this money is very important, and I need to deposit it in the money cellar in Mecklenburg as soon as possible so that I can sleep soundly." Soros put down the account book on his lap, took off his crystal glasses and said to the tax collector.

The wheels of the horse-drawn carriages roared, and the way from the port to Mecklenburg was a road through the town's streets, and although Mecklenburg was always safe, as the population grew and migrated, people gradually became less inclined to walk the streets at night.

In the dark alleys of the streets, One-Eye, wearing a gray cloak with a hood, holds a long, sharp dagger in his right hand, and the surviving eye is watching the street.

"Are you sure Soros got into the carriage and is walking down this street?" One-Eye asked a thief-eyed villain beside him.

"Yes, we're sure." The villain smiled at One-Eye, revealing a mouthful of rotten teeth.

"Don't put your mouth at me, it stinks." One-Eye said with a frown.

"Haha, are you a noble lord in Mecklenburg, should I wear some perfume and come to see you again? But a few of my handfuls are squirting, do you want to smell them? Rotten Tooth said with a lewd smile.

"Huh?" One-Eye withdrew his gaze to the street, and stretched out his right hand, which was not holding a weapon, in the direction of the underside of Rotten Tooth, and then pinched it so hard that Rotten Tooth's face suddenly twisted, and his throat came out like a rooster pulling his throat.

"Oooh~~."

"Don't play tricks on me, or I'll make your woman never see your perfume-stained handfuls." One-Eyed said to him viciously.

"Yes, sir."

"Let me ask you again, are you sure they are going this way?"

"yes, that's right, oh, I'm going to break it." Rotten Tooth rubbed his lower body and replied honestly to One-Eye.

"Boom~~." Sure enough, the sound of wheels running over the road was heard from the street, and a horse-drawn carriage appeared in the dimly lit street.

"Four heavily armed soldiers, you can't win." Rotten Fang glanced at the carriage and the soldiers around it, sneered at One-Eye, and fled the alley, but One-Eye did not move, observing the approaching carriage himself.