Game of Thrones: Holy Flame King

"Lord Caesar."

"Mr. Vido." Samwell walked to Vido who was directing the craftsmen and wildling laborers to lay the foundation for the castle. "How is the situation?"

"It's faster than I imagined." Vido said with emotion, "I never thought that those savages would work so hard, they were rushing to do it! In comparison, our laborers in Highland City are all lazy!"

Samwell laughed and said:

"Do you know why?"

"Why?" Victor asked quickly.

Samwell did not answer directly, but asked rhetorically:

"In Highland City, if someone is lazy at work, what will Viscount Martin do?"

"With the whip, of course."

Samwell shrugged and said with a smile: "Punishment is certainly a way, but I think rewards can arouse the enthusiasm of the people."

When Victor heard this, he immediately thought of the weird "work point system" promulgated by Samwell.

At that time, he still laughed in his heart that the young lord was too kind, and he actually wanted to send money to a group of captives.

But now it seems that this move may have a deeper meaning.

However, it is indeed too prodigal... Wait!

Vido suddenly realized that Samwell actually didn't send money to the wildling captives at all, he just took care of them to eat. As for the money, it can't be cashed until the castle is built.

That's just a bait that can't be eaten!

But it drives thousands of wild people to work for him willingly!

What a great way!

Reminiscent of the contract between his lord and this man, Vido seemed to understand something, but he was a little unsure.

Just when Vido was thinking about it, he heard Samwell say again: "Oh, by the way, the construction of the pier should also be put on the agenda."

Wei Duo froze for a moment, then nodded and said, "Okay, my lord."

Samwell added: "However, the construction plan you proposed before is too complicated. Let's build a trestle first, so that ships can dock to load and unload goods. At present, the main energy is still on the construction of the castle."

"Yes, my lord." Vido had a hunch that this was probably the limit of what this pioneering lord could do.

I don't know what expression my lord will have when he sees a pier with only one bare trestle bridge a year later...

The two chatted for a while, and after learning about the construction progress of the territory, Samwell bid farewell to Vido and walked to the deepest part of the valley.

Near the cliffs on both sides, there are several brand new cabins.

There were more than a dozen heavily armed soldiers holding hands around the wooden house. When they saw Samwell, they bowed their heads and saluted.

This is the most heavily guarded place in the entire valley, storing all kinds of food and supplies of the pioneering team, and of course Samwell's lord's hut.

The only strange thing is that there is actually a blacksmith's shop among them.

From the perspective of the citizens, perhaps this lord pays more attention to weapons and equipment.

And now, Samwell walked into this blacksmith shop.

Seeing Samwell's arrival, the blacksmiths stopped their work and stood up to greet him.

Samwell waved his hand to let them continue working, and then walked to the innermost room by himself.

It was the workshop exclusively for the blacksmith Buso.

There are actually two guards guarding the door, which shows that Samwell attaches great importance to the security of this place.

As the most outstanding blacksmith in Highland City, Busso has been unabashedly favored by Samwell since he joined the development team, and he often spends time alone with him, discussing things intensely.

Everyone thought that the lord wanted Buso to tailor a set of plate armor for him, but in fact, Buso has never touched steel at all these days, but has been dealing with various copper pipes.

"My lord, what you want is ready." Buso said respectfully, pointing to the strangely shaped device in front of him.

Although this thing was built under the guidance of the lord, Buso had no idea what it was for.

This weird device consists of three copper pots of different sizes and shapes. The first copper pot and the second are connected by a swan-neck copper pipe, and the copper pot coming out of the second copper pot After entering the third copper pot, the tube will coil into a serpentine circle.

Samwell looked at the device in front of him, his eyes were full of eagerness and melancholy, as if he was missing something.

He checked the device carefully, and after confirming that it was correct, he turned to look at Buso and said with a smile:

"Very good! This is what I want!"

"It is an honor to serve you."

Samwell looked at the outstanding blacksmith in front of him, and suddenly asked, "Buso, I remember you have a son?"

"Yes, my lord. Although he is also my apprentice, but his mind is not on it. Hey, I can't do anything about him."

"I heard he prefers to wield knives and guns?"

"Yes, he still wants to be a knight. Dreaming all day!"

"How about this, my bodyguard team wants to recruit people, you can let him sign up, if he behaves well, I can take him in as my servant in the future, maybe even one day, I will personally seal him as a knight."

Buso was stunned when he heard the words, and hesitated for a while before saying:

"My lord, I am really flattered by your grace! However, we are the citizens of Highland City after all, and we will leave in a year..."

"Who can say for sure what will happen one year later." Samwell said with a smile, "And during this year, you all served me. Blacksmithing is service, and fighting for me is also the same."

Busso was in a tangle immediately.

Samwell didn't urge him, and said with a smile: "Busuo, think about it carefully, but not every lord is willing to accept a blacksmith's son as his attendant. You go out first, and come to me at any time if you think about it. "

"Yes, my lord."

After Buso left, Samwell couldn't help but reach out and stroke the strange bronze vessel in front of him. Feeling the familiar yet unfamiliar touch, a faint sparkle appeared in his eyes.

This is actually a Charente pot still.

In his previous life, he was born in a family of wine merchants. Since his grandfather's generation, he has been specializing in the production of grape distilled wine—that is, brandy—at the foot of Tianmu Mountain.

So ever since he could remember, he had seen amber liquor gurgling from this ancient and magical device.

But now, even though it was a time and space apart, Samwell stood in front of the empty copper vessel in front of him, but he still seemed to be able to smell the unique aroma of the distilled wine.

That was a memory that ran through his entire childhood.

It will also be his source of wealth in this different world.

That's right.

Samwell dared to develop in a barren land like the Crimson Mountains, and refused the pirate route that Mrs. Olenna arranged for him. This is where his real confidence lies.

There are no nobles in this world who do not drink alcohol, and the brewing industry is also very developed, but due to the lack of advanced distillation technology, the alcohol content is generally low.

And this is his chance!

Although the land in the Red Mountains is barren and food cannot be grown, it is suitable for planting mountain grapes that do not require high soil conditions, are resistant to drought and waterlogging, and require sufficient sunlight.

In fact, Samwell had seen wild mountain grapes picked by savages in Huya Village before.

The taste of this grape is actually not good, not sweet enough and slightly sour.

However, this grape variety with low sugar content and high acidity is suitable for brewing brandy.

Touching the smooth and cold surface of the still, Samwell seemed to see a shining golden road.