Chapter 137: Not a Special Day
Terra 768, November 25, afternoon.
New Town.
After two years of construction, Port Harrison's new town is now taking shape, with a sturdy stone bridge spanning the rushing river, reflecting the shimmering shimmer of pale gold.
Located on the east side of the River Iwok and next to the bridge across the river, the large alchemy workshop is the heart of the city, with white walls and golden eaves, five stories high, and the only building in the whole of Harrison Port that is taller than the Viscount's House.
The Thunder Guide Pin at the top of the Alchemy Workshop can absorb the abundant thunderstorms in the South Ridge for its own use, charging the large elemental cores in the Workshop, and becoming the second energy furnace in the city - and because of this, the efficiency of metal smelting and casting craftsmen in Port Harrison has nearly doubled, and the output of various alchemy materials and inscription facilities has also greatly increased.
Surrounding this large alchemy workshop is a circle of related production facilities, such as the nearest furnace factory and oil wax factory, kiln factory and masonry workshop.
More periphery, there is the paper mill and the Alchemy Inscription Research Institute, which Viscount Harrison has built with a lot of money...... It is said to be a research institute, but it is actually a small library with some basic books on alchemy and inscriptions, which may be enough for elementary teaching, but not higher.
At the end of the day, there are no scholars who would come to the fringes of the world in Port Harrison to conduct their own academic research.
But in any case, such a research institute must be available, and it must be invested more every year, otherwise, it will never be too late to build a temporary construction when the need arises.
Viscount Grant is indeed a long-sighted, determined and persevering nobleman, willing to pay and not immersed in non-feminine enjoyment, the only drawback may be that men are not very taboo, and the taxes are not low.
Further out, there are large weaving mills, mills and sawmills that can take advantage of the rushing waters of the Iwok River, as well as an expensive out-of-town cistern.
Despite Harrison's location, Harrison Harbor is located on the riverside and by the sea, but the net water resources that meet the needs of alchemy are difficult to obtain.
Thanks to this large cistern and the investment of several merchants from the imperial capital, the small brewery of the Gil family was soon upgraded to a medium-sized brewery, and a public bathhouse was built.
As for the other livelihood facilities that should have been built a long time ago, it was entirely because Port Harrison had been fighting with the natives for control of the Iwok River for decades, and neither side could control the river, so it was impossible for the Viscount to go crazy and build mills and sawmills that could be destroyed at any time.
It is no wonder that after the victory over the natives, Viscount Grant's first thought was to build a new town and make up for these facilities.
Two years is not a long time, and not all of these facilities have been built, for example, the furnace plant and the masonry workshop have just completed a skeleton, and the bathhouse has just been completed, and it is estimated that it will take another two weeks for them to be put into use.
Regardless, the residents of Port Harrison are getting better and better – there are even rumors that the old town, which is no longer populated in the east of the city, will be rebuilt into a new market area, where a theater and public clinic will be built.
If all this is true, then Viscount Grant can proudly declare that all that his father promised all the immigrants of the Empire that 'a port on the edge of the world, but with living conditions comparable to that of a city in the heart of the Empire', will be fulfilled in his hands!
A small building next to a blacksmith and paper mill.
【White Room Miscellaneous Goods】
A young man in a white robe slowly walked out of the door of the shop and looked around.
He was dressed in a short black hood, and his long white hair was braided into a simple braid, and the sun shone through the thin clouds on him and his house, bringing the heat of late autumn.
For Nanling, the four seasons are not distinct, even the coldest winter day cannot keep the temperature below 10 degrees, and usually it is between 15 and 20 degrees, but if the cold snap in the Baisson Mountains swells, it can also make the temperature around the mountain range close to freezing.
"Looks like there are no guests."
Whispering to himself, Ian is not surprised, after all, who has nothing to do to come to a remote corner of the new city to buy groceries? The ones who really came were all big customers who had been introduced and came to let him use psionic energy for identification.
Such customers are obviously not available every day...... It's better to say that there are a few strange things that can only be safely secured by using psionic energy and professional appraisal in a week.
After making sure there were no guests, the boy turned around and prepared to pack up and go home.
Gu Mou
The shop sells everyday things, such as herbs to dispel poison and relieve heat, wooden barrels and pots, long rope and fine nets, and occasionally add some gadgets made by Ian himself, such as cheap alchemy substrates and raw materials that are not certified, and underwater glasses that are theoretically waterproof.
In addition to the big customers who have been identified, there are also craftsmen who want to practice alchemy and will also come here to purchase materials, although Ian's private materials do not meet the specifications, but the quality is stable, the only drawback is that the quantity is not large enough.
Naturally, it wasn't these shelves that needed to be cleaned up, naturally someone from the city hall would come over to tidy it up, and Ian walked directly to the second floor.
The second floor has no compartments or walls, except for a few load-bearing columns, all of which are transparent, and rows of wooden planks are nailed to the four walls, on which rows of bottles and cans are held in place by wooden frames.
Inside the clean glass bottle are a variety of colorful catalytic matrices and alchemical materials, as well as some basic finished products.
In the center of the room is a large workbench.
Although there was nothing on the workbench except for a few books and notes, as well as a few simple purification and synthesis instruments, it was far less than the workbench of a true alchemist filled with expensive instruments such as vacuum distillation instruments and metal grinders.
But that's just an attitude.
A Harrison port will do everything in its power to cultivate the attitude of an alchemist who is truly his own.
In Viscount Grant's cognition, Ian's psionic energy can observe the weaknesses of the mountain lord, and can also assist the boy to clearly observe the details of the alchemy process - after Elder Pude took Ian to show the boy's dual talent of psionic alchemy that 'just need to look at it once, you can completely reproduce the alchemy process', the noble lord almost did not hesitate, and directly decided to cultivate Ian.
Port Harrison's research library was completely open to him, allowing him to borrow and copy freely, and the alchemy workshop was completely open for him to visit.
In return, Ian will serve Port Harrison for fifteen years after becoming an official alchemist, and at the same time become an appraiser under Viscount Grant.
The current Viscount Grant, because of the rapid development of Port Harrison, has a greater 'capacity' for all kinds of talents.
Bai Zhimin's ability to develop and grow is also his strength.
The sun is setting.
After sorting out his books and notes, Ian looked up at the clouds outside the window—a majestic mountain of clouds stood at the zenith, and the glow of the setting sun raised its top layer to a golden yellow.
"If it doesn't rain or rain, it's good weather."
Nodding slightly, Ian closed the window.
He went downstairs, closed and locked the door of the shop, and then returned home.
No one would steal from time to time in a new town patrolled by the city guards, especially with the gallows next to the stone bridge, and although there were few people dangling from it, it was more or less a deterrent.
Today in general, there is no special news.
The fleet had not yet returned, the hunters and herb pickers had not dug in the mountains, and there was no big news about the hunt, and the biggest joy of the past week was when an out-of-town adventurer was bitten by a native fish in Nanling.
He insisted that it was an accident after entering the water, a mistake made by being too young, but who would not know what he did.
No, today is a slightly special day for Ian.
Because, he had just completed his first potion that he had done on his own.
The potion of the 'True Form of the Wavesinger'.
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