Lord of Industrialization

Barbecue is the oldest cooking method. There is a saying here that "there is no banquet without barbecue". Without barbecue, it is not a banquet.

The coachman and hunters followed Frederick in the woods for several days, and the young master naturally wanted to treat them to a meal.

Although the rabbits and pheasants were hunted by hunters, and Afu squatted by the fire to roast them in the end, the spices were applied by Baron Wesson himself, which flattered the "guests".

There is no shortage of various herbs in the forest. You can also pick some and pound them into green mud. It looks a bit like "The Destiny of the Orcs". Just rub it on the meat to be roasted.

After everyone finished their lunch, they walked across a stone bridge and came to the other side of the river.

The waterwheels on the banks of the Swabian Rezat River, a tributary of the Main River, are lined up in a row. There are more than a dozen of them, and the huge waterwheels are turning "squeaking".

The wheat in the field had just been harvested last month, and there were wagons transporting wheat and flour parked in front of the mill.

Further away are the carpenter's shop and the blacksmith's shop. The waterwheel can drive the saw, lathe, drill press, etc. of the carpenter's shop. The mortar of the blacksmith's shop can crush ore, and the heavy hammer, bellows, grinding wheel and other tools of the blacksmith's shop.

Most of this row of hydraulic workshops are owned by the Wesson family, and the rest are also owned by the vassals of the Wesson family.

Frederick asked the coachman and hunter to go home first, and said to the steward: "Afu, go and have a look at the mill."

The mill was one of the main sources of income for the Wesson family. In addition to wheat, it also ground beans and other grains.

The two walked into a mill nearest to them. The manager in charge came and greeted him with a smile on his face. Frederick waved his hand to let him go.

It was very noisy in the mill, and the various moving parts made a screeching sound due to friction, and adding oil didn't have much effect.

Frederick stood aside and watched quietly. The main shaft of the waterwheel served as a power source to mainly drive the stone mill. It also drove a sieve made of horse tails and a windmill that used wind power to separate particles of different weights.

He was thinking in his mind that there was something he could use to make money. Under the current conditions, he could make a barely usable product, and the market was huge, so he could become the family's cash cow.

After a while, the rapid sound of horse hooves stopped in front of the mill door, and a sixteen or seventeen-year-old magician hurried in.

His footsteps were so anxious that the wand in his hand almost knocked down the workers moving the wheat.

Frederick frowned. Jurgen is a descendant of the knights of the Wesson family. He is a leader among the younger generation of magicians in the territory. He is usually quite calm. Why are you so panicked today?

Jurgen came to Frederick and whispered: "Master, please hurry to the dock in Troichtlingen. There are many guests there."

Trouchtlingen is a small town located 8 kilometers southwest of Weissenburg, next to the Altmeer River, a tributary of the Danube River, and can be reached quickly by land.

Frederick asked: "Where are the guests coming from?"

"Constanbul." Jurgen replied, "Constanbul fell into civil unrest this spring. Scholars from the university and library in the city fled. Many people came along the Danube, and it seemed they brought a lot of things with them. "

Frederick almost jumped up when he heard this, and immediately said: "You go to the manor on the edge of Brombach Lake now and let them prepare to receive guests!"

"This matter must be handled well. If something goes wrong, you can handle it yourself."

Brombach Lake is located in the mountains about ten kilometers north of Weissenburg. It is five to six kilometers long and two to three kilometers wide. It is directly accessible by waterway. There is a large estate owned by the Wesson family by the lake.

When Frederick's father was still alive, he would hunt there every autumn with his vassals.

What the world lacks the most is talents.

Not only did Frederick lose his father in last year's battle, but the eleven knights who went on the expedition also did not return. The current defensive strength of the Wesson Territory is extremely empty. There are only the old knights Franz, Jurgen, Lothar, and others who stayed behind. Andre and other rising stars support the scene.

In the future, the development of the territory will require a variety of talents. Whether they are cultivated by themselves or introduced from outside, there will never be too few.

Frederick had recently planned to go to the university in Mingxing City in the south to find scholars to teach Jurgen and others, and also to teach himself.

Well now, a large group of scholars have come, and they are from Constantbul, which has a strong academic atmosphere. If he can't keep them, Frederick can find a piece of frozen tofu and kill them.

Frederick knew how to ride a horse, so he and Afu found two horses and then hurried to Trouchtlingen, a distance of more than 8 kilometers, and they arrived quickly.

There was a mess on the dock outside the town, and Frederick was startled when he arrived.

There are many mills on this side of the Altmeer River, and there are many cargo ships parked on the dock for transporting wheat and flour. Now a large fleet of ships has arrived, directly blocking the channel.

The old knight Franz was stationed in Trouchtlingen and was talking to an old man.

The old man was extremely intelligent, had a big beard, held a wand, and wore dark robes with a purple belt.

"Sir." Afu whispered to Frederick from the side, "Among the scholars in Constantbulo, only the sages recognized by the court are qualified to use the purple belt."

Frederick nodded and immediately went over to introduce himself to the old man: "I am Baron Frederick von Wesson, the lord of this place. I welcome your sage to this place."

The old man saluted Frederick and said in Rhineish with an accent: "I am Manuai from the University of Constantinople. We are like duckweeds without roots. Please rest for a while at your place."

When Frederick looked at Manuel, he found that his face was full of exhaustion, as were the people in robes on the boat. They probably hadn't had a good rest for a long time.

He asked: "Your Majesty Manuel, how many of you are there?"

Manuel replied hesitantly: "We have thirty-six scholars from the university and library, seventy-two professors, and two hundred and fifty-six students. Most of the fifty ships are loaded with goods from Constantinople." Book shipped out by Boole.”

Frederick nodded, turned around and said seriously to Afu and Franz: "You will immediately arrange the food and lodging for Your Excellency Manuel and the others. Make sure that everyone is fed and slept well. If there is not enough, we will leave it immediately from Wesson." Transfer from Fort."

The town of Trouchtlingen has a population of just over a thousand, and there are more than three hundred visitors, so it is really troublesome to receive them.

Currently, the only church that can accommodate so many people at once is the Church of Light.

"Your Excellency Manuel," Frederick said with a wry smile, "can you stay in the church tonight?"

Manuel hesitated. The Church of Light in the Rhine League and the Church in Constantbul were different factions, and there were conflicts between them.

They failed to find a place to stay along the way. Firstly, the middle and lower reaches of the Danube River are semi-agricultural and semi-nomadic areas, and the people there do not respect scholars. Secondly, the first big city they encountered along the way, Wien, was not established due to church factions. Accept them.

Alfred saw the other party's hesitation and said to Frederick: "Sir, why don't you let the guests go to the courthouse and the town hall respectively."

Frederick looked at his forehead. The two places were indeed not small, and they were close enough to take care of each other. So he immediately asked Manuel: "What do you think, Your Excellency?"

Manuel breathed a sigh of relief and nodded in agreement.

The two sides started to get busy. Franz went to prepare the accommodation and arrange the people to cook dinner. Afu went directly to the mill by the river to buy flour, and also asked people to buy sausages from each house.