Chapter 171: The Republic of Calvard

On July 20th, the school officially closed. The summer vacation is very long, and it is not closed until late September. Early in the morning, some anxious classmates climbed over the wall and hurried.

Duchamp and Goode mingled with the crowd returning to the city, and when they returned to the office, Emma immediately pounced, and the situation made people think that they had not seen each other for several years. As he walked inside, Duchamp asked, "Is there any letter from me?" ”

Emma hurriedly said, "Yes, Mr. Andrew sent a letter, and Mr. Goethe came to Rurey yesterday and is now upstairs." ”

"Oh!" Duchamp hurriedly went upstairs.

Goethe was trying to tinker with the experimental equipment on the second floor, and when he saw Duchamp and Goode, he patted the ashes on his hand and asked, "Is the school done with everything?" ”

"How did your father arrange his trip to Northumbria?"

"It was planned that he would come to Rurey the day after tomorrow. Then we took the international train together to the Norman Autonomous Region, and from there we made a circle and went back there. ”

Goode listened and volunteered to join: "You want to cross the continent to Northumbria?" I want to go too. ”

Duchamp patted Goode on the shoulder: "Don't forget how much you have to do this holiday, Green Forest Guiding School." I'll come back from this long trip, and I'll be back to Pvennis right away, and I'll see how you're prepared, Gu Dejun, hurry up, there's no time for me. ”

Goode was helpless.

Duchamp opened the letter of the road and read it, probably the content was that the road would come to pick up the wolf zero type of goods in the next two days, and at the same time told him that the business of the batch of goods from Liber was very good, and most of them had been sold, and it was estimated that there would be 6 million yuan in the account when they were all sold out, and he deposited 3 million meters in Duchamp's account, hoping that Duchamp would seize the time to buy another batch of goods in short supply in the north.

Duchamp whistled proudly, and sure enough, the international master came to the money quickly, and the purchase price of these goods was only 2 million meters.

On the 22nd of July, Lu arrived at Lure with four or five of his men, dressed like a rough merchant, and when he saw Duchamp, he immediately gave Duchamp a warm bear hug, and told him about his recent harvest with a smile, and gave him a list of purchases.

Duchamp took out the wolf zero style for everyone to admire, and told Lu to remember to open a yao chip exchange business in the store, and the exchange price given was slightly higher than that of others. The embedded crystals of the wolf zero type must be synthesized with Yaowa, which may lead to the price increase of Yaowawain in the north in the future, so it is safer to stock up on a batch of goods first.

Lu led the people of the Green Forest Society to make a lot of purchases in the city, even going around the black market, and finally went back with a cart of goods satisfied. Duchamp gave Lu two mechanical guards, and the style was very simple, like a common household ornament. 500 wild wolves were hidden under the daily necessities, and Duchamp watched the group in horror, and walked away with a big grin like a cart of hay.

The day after Lu and Goode returned, the North Star men also arrived, and Fried took several of his men, and after meeting with Duchamp, they took a train from Ruray to Heimdall, and then transferred to an international train from Heimdall to Kaslai, the capital of the Republic of Calvard.

Fried took a map of the continent and showed the route to Duchamp: "Let's first reach Kaslai, the capital of the Republic of Calvard, where we will exchange money for supplies, and then transfer to the train to Norman Autonomous Region, and after arriving in Norman, I have an old friend there, who is in charge of a relief station, and all the supplies can be entrusted to them for consignment, and we just need to go to Northumbria." ”

"What do we buy in Kaslai?"

"The main thing is to buy a lot of agricultural products, especially grain." Fried replied.

"It's going to be a problem to ship this thing out." Duchamp asked worriedly.

"No, the Republic of Calvard is the largest agricultural country on the continent, and the export of agricultural products to other countries on the continent is the country's largest foreign trade income, and we have also bought it from there before."

Duchamp nodded.

To get to Northumburia, if not to buy food, it is actually more convenient to charter a boat from the port of Julai, and of course, there is a straighter road, from the Nolde plateau on the upper right of Rure, there is a road that leads directly to that side. It is said that it was from that route that Fred Worcester walked to Gatapunia to find a new habitat for himself and his subordinates.

The time on the train was very long, and in order to pass the three days of the long train journey, Duchamp thought of a lot of fun to amuse himself and the others, but I don't know if it was because of the heaviness of the destination of the operation, the others were not interested. There are no luxury boxes on this trip. Duchamp had no choice but to find a new pleasure for himself, turning out the old movies stored in the secret folder and revisiting them.

It also takes mental energy to think of a completely figurative color film in his mind, and after watching a few films, Duchamp felt dizzy, and he suddenly slapped his head and thought of a new pleasure: writing books.

I remember that after many people traveled to the other world, they would more or less steal some cultural products on the earth and sell them in the other world, and the self-disciplined Duchamp has not done this kind of thing until now, which is really a waste of resources. He excitedly pulled out a notebook and a pen and began to scribble on them at a rapid pace.

Goethe came up to him and asked, "What are you doing?" ”

Duchamp said triumphantly: "Write a book." ”

Goethe became interested, pulled his notebook away, and said, "I'll see what you can write." I flipped through it in my hand, and I saw that the page I opened had a title written in a dignified manner: "On the Three Realms of Egg Fried Rice", and I turned a few pages forward, and threw the notebook back to Duchamp, "Look at your point." ”

That's right, Duchamp was planning to contribute one of the most splendid civilizations on the planet, the gastronomic civilization, and he made a preliminary outline, and found that there were not ten or eight books, and he really couldn't write anything famous. For this first part, he plans to start from the entry level.

Once people have something to do, they feel that time flies. In the blink of an eye, you are in Kaslai. As the train slowly approached the center of the city from the north side of the city, Duchamp looked in amazement at the beautiful capital.

Out of his impression of the Republic of Calvard, DuΕ‘an had always expected to see a chaotic and mediocre city, but he did not expect that Kaslai was so charming.

The Polly River runs quietly through the middle of the city, dividing Kasley into two halves, and above the river, it is connected by classical stone bridges. Even before entering the city, Duchamp smelled of cafes and flowers, and perhaps a special artistic temperament, as evidenced by the graceful architecture and the towering dome of the Great Basilica.

As the train slowly entered the station, Duchamp stepped out of the platform and found that the station was also beautifully designed, with a hydrodynamic roof, intersecting columns and ridges, as if singing a classical song together, this elegance and lightness could not be seen in the Empire.

If Heimdall, the capital of Erebonia, is a magnificent symphony that plays the music of history, then Kasley, the capital of the Republic of Calvard, is a serenade with exquisite scenery and comfortable life on casual street corners.

"Kaslai is known as the City of Angels, and there is a famous statue of an angel on the banks of the Poli River, and at the same time, it is also known as the City of Diamonds, which means that the city is as delicate as diamonds." Seeing Duchamp looking around curiously, Fried specially explained to him.

Duchamp discovered an amazing phenomenon, as soon as Kasley landed, Fried's temperament completely changed, from a wild hunter leader to an elegant and calm middle-aged man, or rather, a middle-aged man who was lethal to young girls.

One of Fried's hands, gracefully tucked into the belt, lifted his coat to one side, while the other swayed naturally, occasionally pointing to his surroundings and explaining the neighborhood to his son:

"Kasley has a total of 20 blocks, and the North Railway Station where we are now belongs to the 18th block, and Kasley has two train stations, this is the North Station, and it is also an important hub station of the Pancontinental Railway."

"Where is that? It's nice to look at. Duchamp pointed to what appeared to be a lively neighborhood.

"Oh, boy, what a vision, it's the most nightlife area in the whole of Kaslai." A hunter smiled maliciously, and a sigh of admiration came out of his mouth: "Even, Badu, forever ** cave." ”

"We're not going over there, we're going to Little Oriental Street in the 19th block." Fried shouted loudly, beckoning the group of hunters who had been obsessed with the nightclub, and headed southeast.

"I heard there's an Oriental street in Calvard, is that where we go?" Duchamp asked.

"Here? No, it's just a small community of Oriental immigrants, and on the other side of the Polly River, there is a big Oriental Street in Kasley, which is even bigger. The real Oriental Street, you have to go out from the east side of Kasley, to the southeast, all the way to the sea, is a town, I heard that it has developed very large, and now the official name is already called Donggang. ”

"Oriental Street, that's a good name, I like it."

Duchamp looked with joy at the narrow little street and the Oriental faces that could be seen everywhere on the street.

Little Oriental Street is located in a civilian area, and there are many cheap hotels on the street, which are convenient for travelers from the train station, and the natives on this street are indeed mixed with the black-haired and black-eyed Oriental faces that make Duchamp feel very affectionate.

They sat under the eaves and shook their fans, and when they saw this group of people walking by, they didn't even bother to get up, but just poked their heads out, waved their fans, and sold their clean inns one after another.

Fried had the final say in the group, and he made it all the way to the end of Little Oriental Street, where he found a hotel to stay in.

(By the way, from this chapter onwards, there is no game setting to guide the names involved.) As for the location of Nosampuria, if it was not far from Julai, it should be the place of 'Gatapunia' as set in the book, but if it was not on the right side of the Nolde plateau, it would be impossible for Miss Thurley to follow the border to Crossbell.

However, in the picture released by Crossbell in the game, the top is the Duchy of Remephilia, and the upper left is the Norde Plateau, so he can only put Gatapunia in the upper right position of the Duchy, which becomes the current right of the Duchy of Remephilia, above the Autonomous Prefecture of Leman.

In this way, Miss Huley followed Northumburia to Remephilia, and from the border between the Duchy of Remephilia and the Republic of Calvard, to the left and down to Crossbell. οΌ‰