In addition to the Tem River leading directly into the heart of the kingdom, the traditional water transportation routes of the Norse kingdom had many options, provided by its many tributaries, like branches of arteries, to bring ships to the ends of this body that was difficult to maintain.

After two to three days of entering the estuary, an earthy yellow branch turns straight south, leading to the hilly mountains to the south. It is the most intricate geography of the kingdom of coastal mountain ranges, the aftermath of rocky waves, and the undulating terrain that has not subsided.

The water vapor from the sea is blocked by the mountains, making it one of the few dry areas in the kingdom, and the slightest rainfall is sucked by the dry soil of the ravines between the low mountains and hills, which is only needed for shrubs and small trees to grow.

The lack of capacity of these vegetations to consolidate soil and water, combined with the unique topography, has resulted in few stable surface water sources, and most capillary networks of small rivers will break down seasonally, and even groundwater touched by deep wells may dry up without warning one day.

It has been suggested that, objectively speaking, the rainfall in the southern mountains should only be said to be less than that of the rest of the kingdom, and should not be so high. But the fact is that the water is still devoured by the hills that cover the dry soil of the shrubs, leaving only the remnants of their booze.

The only river in the land that could be navigated by boats was exploited, and the turbid waters brought in ships carrying grain and minerals.

It is also the densest concentration of mines in the kingdom, and the abundant minerals are shallow buried under these seemingly worthless barren lands.

The Tobid, the turbid yellow tributary, is no longer passable after less than a week's voyage, and those who want to go deeper into the mountains must take the winding trails and set foot in the bush for themselves.

Naturally, the captains did not go any further, but stayed on board, loaded with minerals or crude metal products brought from the mountains, turned around and set sail back to the Tem, the main artery of shipping.

Theoretically valid paper surveys are now completely truncated, and entire pages of place names and mineral trade changes are piled up on small dots circled at the end of the paper. After all, the captain only cares about loading the cargo, and doesn't care much about where the cargo comes from.

The road further inside is not marked by the route map, and the corresponding map correspondence has not been found, and several captains who have entered the short distance said that they can only rely on the locals to lead the way, otherwise they will miss the fork in the road that is stepped on and go against the destination.

Settlements are sandwiched between lowland valleys, and apart from transporting minerals, daily life tends to be as closed as the geography. If it weren't for the meager agricultural output, the grain and mine trade would not have existed at all.

"No one knows what's going on inside, and it couldn't be easier to hide a new mine here." The tip of the pen was tapped in a large circle, and the painter was a little agitated, and after several weeks of collecting only a rough range, it was difficult for an individual to complete the next step.

"And I want to reiterate, everything is just a conjecture that I take for granted, the actual location can be somewhere in another corner of the kingdom, and there is a high probability that there will be no harvest, are you sure you want to be together?"

The door to the cabin was shut, and the curtains were halfway open to illuminate the drawings on the table, with small print from the source of the river to the confluence, and the lines intersected and implicated densely pointed into the circle.

"Of course, such an interesting opportunity to make a fortune will be regretted for the rest of my life if I miss it." William scratched his bearded chin, and after drinking an unlimited supply of spirits for several days, he finally realized that the priest and Kraft were doing something big, and that he, as an old friend, had been messed up with a few bottles of wine.

At the urging of the people, and considering the manpower and financial resources required to carry out the plan, William, who was still trustworthy, was reluctantly agreed to join after swearing to his Heavenly Father.

Although I didn't understand anything about distillation or alchemical potions, the pair of glass wings of the church emblem and the wine in his hands were real things. So Kraft, who was willing to share the news with him, became his half-brother on the spot.

"I don't know anything about alchemy or lung disease, but I know that there is no guaranteed business in the world. If you're right, we can take gold coins to pad the corner of the table for the rest of our lives, and we can't find the money that we can lose at most half a trip, and I can afford to lose twice as much. ”

William took the hem of his clothes and dried his hands, and touched the circle along the line, and the light spot shone right in the middle, like a hole in gold, "Besides, I think what you said is very reasonable, the possibility of making money is definitely greater than losing money." ”

"Actually, it's very simple, if you want to open a mine, you can't bypass the locals, let's take a few trustworthy good guys on the ship, and look for all the places where there is grain from the beginning, sooner or later."

"I hope so." Kraft shook his head, and in his experience, things generally get complicated and slid in tricky directions, "How much do you know about this?" ”

"Most of them are small villages, and they don't like to interact with the outside world, unless they sell mines and buy grain." William thought about it for a moment, and gathered some of the words he had heard when he used to brag with his colleagues, "I heard that they lived here a long time ago, before the ore trade. ”

"Gotta find a local guide."

"It's not difficult, there will be one over there." The plan was finalized, and a guide was found to follow the line of transporting grain into the circle to trace all the settlements in the circle.

At the end of the day, William saw the sword at Kraft's waist and suddenly remembered something. Considering his status as a doctor, he turned his head to look at Kupu who was standing next to him, "I take the liberty of asking, how are you doing your job?" ”

"Well, okay, right?" Kraft glanced uncertainly at Coop, who was touching the smooth metal surface of the page hammer, it was only a new purchase, considering that the skill could not come for a while, he picked a guy who had good power by strength, so he could count it as a combat power.

"That's good." William became serious and looked at Kraft and Yin Feng, "I also heard that some special methods may be used in it, I mean maybe, and I may not be able to take care of you when the time comes." ”

"I can take care of myself." He is still very confident in this, and he thinks that he is above the horizontal line.

"Let's look at the map before we go in, don't touch your hammer, and Yin Feng, come and see here, this is our starting point." In the past few weeks, Kraft has found an opportunity to teach basic characters, as well as some simple vocabulary, and it just so happens that there are no high-end words used in the naming of place names in this era, so you can test the teaching results.

Unprepared spot check, Yin Feng, who was caught off guard, was stunned on the spot, a lake in his mind, how to look at the two simple short words on the map, but he couldn't tell what they were.

"Uh......" Koop let go of his precious hammer and came up, and Kraft was skeptical that he would be reluctant to smash it into the skull, and there was little hope for words.

Just as Kraft was about to admit that his education had failed, the rough man stumbled and squeezed out the pronunciation.

"Gravel...... Town? ”