Chapter 227: If you want to get rich, build roads first
The heavy cart rattled with its overwhelmed wheels, and two strong horses pulled the cart full of grain behind them under the whip of the charioteer. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info
This is the first batch of transport convoys to arrive at the Iron Collar after the Iron Collar and the Roland Empire reached a trade of magic equipment for food, and the convoy that was transported by the Roland Empire's baggage soldiers was very large, and the long convoy had the size of thousands of carts, which was only a few tenths of the entire transaction amount, which meant that such a convoy would have to go back and forth to the Steel Collar dozens of times.
The baggage soldiers and a small number of escort troops of the Roland Empire looked at the cement pavement under their feet in a novel way, and their mouths let out incredible exclamations, they had heard that there was a rich duke in this remote place before, but they didn't expect to be so rich.
In the past, there was a small number of this kind of cement on the market in Haxaburg, and once it was put on the market, it was highly respected by those craftsmen, but unfortunately the high price caused by the long transportation distance was only used by those who really had money.
They counted the amount of cement consumed by this long cement pavement that could not be seen, and they were a little afraid to step on the pavement, which was simply a road paved with gold coins.
Five miles from the city, this huge convoy stops here, and there is a huge temporary parking and warehouse area, where orcs are naturally responsible for counting and receiving goods.
After the trivial count and handover, the officers of the convoy gave the order for a day of free movement, and the baggage soldiers and the escort troops could not help but cheer, and then rushed to the steel city.
Supermarkets with everything, cheap Wodega wine, hotels with halflings in charge of chefs...... Before they came here, they had been filled with all kinds of legends about this place.
The fox finance officer in charge of receiving the goods quickly sent the amount of this batch of grain and the loss along the way to the lord's mansion, and then appeared in the hands of Lord Modo.
"Why is there such a big loss along the way? The little dwarf looked at the report in his hand and complained weakly, this is still transported by the Roland Empire from the nearest Blackstone Fort fortress from here, and it took more than a month in the middle, if it weren't for the simple road built by the Steel Collar Road Repair Brigade that had been repaired to Blackstone City, this time would have increased by at least half a month.
It takes a long time, which naturally means that the consumption of this convoy is very large, when starting from the Blackstone Fort Fortress, this convoy is full of more than 3,000 tons of grain, and when the convoy arrives at the steel collar, it can only go down a little more than 2,000 tons, and almost one-third of the food is consumed on the road.
Mo Duo habitually began to scratch his head, saying that 'if you want to get rich, build roads first', it's time to find a way to solve the big problem of transportation, otherwise no matter how well the Iron Collar develops, it will only be a soil overlord in the corner of the Amphira continent.
Countless ideas flashed through Modo's mind one by one, and then he rejected them.
This absurd idea, just remembered by Mo Duo, directly vetoed, relying on the current steel collar of more than 30 horned eagle beasts, the current messenger or something is reluctant, take them to transport goods, that tragic volume can make the little dwarf collapse directly, airship or something can be, but this technology was lost thousands of years ago.
Building a highway? Modo shuddered as he imagined a four-lane highway full of horse-loaded wagons moving at speeds of ten yards.
Trains? Not to mention the amount of steel needed to lay thousands of miles of rails, even the locomotive is not at all able to solve the problem of the current steel collar technology, is it horse-pulled?
However, it seems that after installing the carriage on the rails, even if it is horse-drawn, the load capacity can be increased by several times, and this is still a trot, Modo recorded it on the manuscript paper at hand: backup plan, horse-drawn railway.
Even in the previous life, when science and technology were developed, shipping has always been the most economical and cheap mode of transportation, and all large-scale transnational trade, such as ore, grain, oil, and the like, are all transported through shipping.
Thinking of this, Moduo finally found a reliable direction, just outside the new city of steel in the territory, there is the abundant Doma River, which flows in from the melting clear snow water of the Kunya Snow Mountain Range, through the vast black stone wasteland, and finally flows into the sea.
The widest part of the Doma River is at least more than a mile wide, and the narrowest place is more than 200 meters wide, and the central water level of the river is tens of meters deep.
But since Mo Duo came to the Black Stone Wasteland, he had never seen even a small sampan existing, and with doubts, Mo Duo called Hogan, the most senior local native, the old kobold of the former head of Borg Village.
The old kobold Hogan has lived extremely moisturized in the past two years, and even his gray hair has a tendency to return to green under the happy mood, and now as the head of all the farms in the logistics department, he can be regarded as a middle and high-level figure in the steel collar, and he will receive respectful eyes wherever he goes, and recently it is said that he had a hot fight with a foreign kobold widow in his thirties, and rejuvenated his second youth.
At this time, the old kobold said to the little dwarf with a wry smile: "Master Modo, don't talk about the Great Wasteland of Black Stone, even the entire Orc Empire does not have orcs who can build ships; ”
"I heard that more than a hundred years ago, there was a famous human explorer who planned to sail up the Doma River by boat, but it seemed that before he could reach the location of Black Rock City, the boat was hit by a reef, and none of him and the whole ship of sailors could escape, and finally the corpse was not found. The kobold old man Hogan recalled.
The little dwarf was speechless, and had just thought of a slightly more reliable idea, but he did not expect so much trouble, and finally he decided to walk back and forth along the Doma River himself.
Although whether it is the alliance of the three major races in the underground world, or the defense of the magic guild and the space-time rift in the surface world, there will be no major events in the next two or three months, and trivial matters are naturally in charge of the little fox and Medusa, and Lord Modo has been very free recently.
Besides, even if something happens, the Master Crystal that the little dwarf carries with him can also receive the news in time, and after riding the fat dragon, at the current speed of the fat dragon, he can go back and forth in a few days at most, and he will not miss any major events.
"Lao Tzu has now more or less entered the information age. "Master Modo thought a little smugly.