Chapter 346： This trick on Maizi can't be concealed from Rurik

Olekin was aggressively conquering, and unprecedented tragic news soon reached Gould Island.

Rurik didn't want to comment on this, because this approach can be said that since ancient times, any powerful person has looted civilians' property like this, and civilians will only rise up to resist when they really can't survive. This is the case both in ancient and modern times.

According to the information returned, Rurik learned that Olegin did not really kill chickens and get eggs.

But your violence will definitely make the lives of ordinary people who are already stretched out of their lives worse.

Looking at the vast lake, Rurik's guilt quickly disappeared.

"If there is no wheat to eat, why don't you eat surimi? What does your matter have to do with my Ross people."

Of course, what Rurik is most concerned about is the delivery of up to half a million pounds of grain. For this reason, Gould is already preparing a huge balance to count the grain shipped.

On Gould Island, a large wooden hut was cleaned up and it was used as a warehouse for temporary storage of grain.

Many wooden houses on the island are used as warehouses, and now many wooden houses are filled with goods. They are mostly vegetables such as onions and cabbage.

In this era, people do not have any scientific dietary concepts. The greatest motivation for Europeans to grow vegetables is extremely simple-this thing can be eaten.

In the Frankish Kingdom, some farmers have been transformed into vegetable growers who grow vegetables all-time, and their subsidies are vegetables.

In the Nordic world, some land that is not suitable for growing wheat is used to grow vegetables widely. Among them, onions have the highest yield.

Gould's warehouse was stocked with onions purchased from the Yilmalun tribe in the south. Whenever he saw the onions in the warehouse and looked at the onion stew in front of him, Carlotta remembered the bad things that happened a year ago. Family members died one after another. Fortunately, Ostara was still there, and those who survived would even become more prosperous.

Because all the grain in the warehouse, and the huge amount of grain that will be piled in, they belong to the property of Rurik.

Rurik, really a kind person!

Even the children with Ostara can get a reward for his food almost every day, and this reward also benefits a kind of slave child. The best thing everyone wants to give back to this reward is to work for Rurik. Practice martial arts well and grow up as a powerful army to avenge the enemy.

It was already at the end of September, and the Mellaren tribe under Olekin had finally completed this year's food harvest. Even in the drought, he got more food than last year, so that his own barn was not enough. If there is a sudden cold rain at this time, a large amount of new wheat must be directly rotted by the rain.

A distinguished visitor sits on a long boat. He is no one else but the arrogant Karl.

His face was terrible, his face was sullen and he was dressed gorgeously, and his arrogant posture was really awkward.

The ship approached Gould Island and quickly attracted the attention of sailors at the pier sorting the ropes.

Soon, the mercenary who was standing on the wooden wall scaffolding as a daily guard task noticed that "a distinguished merchant" was approaching.

Gould and Rurik were in the warm wooden house around the brazier, waiting for Olegin to pull all the wheat over. he

Rurik guessed how many cargo ships we would send. It must be transported by large cargo ships, which would have to be carried by seventy ships. Similarly, it would be almost impossible for Rose's fleet to transport food back in one go.

It can be said that just transporting this huge amount of food is an extreme test of an organization's ocean transport capacity.

The mercenary knelt and reported: "My lord, a businessman is coming."

"Huh? Are there many boats?" Gould asked impatiently.

"Only one. It seems to be a businessman."

"Oh, I see." Gould was discouraged.

"What? You don't welcome merchants anymore?" Rurik asked inexplicably.

"Let's go and see what's going on." Gould patted his plump face vigorously.

He really doesn't want to do business anymore. Compared with receiving food, he is also worried about another important thing, that is, how to ship the goods. Compared with the past, the fleet that I need to organize this fall is unprecedented. So only now did Gould suddenly realize that it was not nonsense that Rurik had opened up the order for 200 cargo ships to the lions of the shipbuilders.

The two of them took some entourage, put on leather hats and overcoats, hurriedly walked out of the wooden fort and approached the pier.

At this moment, Carl has landed.

When the two sides looked at each other, seeing the stinky face of disdain, Liu Rick's nameless fire surged into his mind.

Luckily, Rurik suppressed his anger. When he saw Gould put on a nice smile, he had to sullen his face and follow him behind him without saying anything.

Yes, Carl really didn't want to say anything to Rurik. He didn't think a little boy could do anything but learn the "great" things the adults said.

Carl was still arrogant and faced Gould: "I originally refused to land on your island, but the lord asked me to be a messenger. Today I will only tell you one thing."

"Oh, noble Karl, you can come to mine..."

"Shut up! Listen to me finish!"

Gould, who had already half-consecrated his body, immediately stood at attention, thinking how this servant was so arrogant.

"I'm just telling you that the grain has been harvested. Tomorrow you will land on our wharf with burlap bags, boats, and your manpower, and we will complete the grain delivery."

As soon as he finished speaking, Karl immediately turned around, as if staying on Gould Island was something that made him feel uncomfortable.

Gould stretched out his hand to say something, but Carl had already boarded the boat. The accompanying oarsmen were also very interesting. Hearing the command of the owner, they pulled off the hemp rope that fixed the long boat, and then took out the oars, causing the whole long boat to run away quickly like a water strider.

Until then, Rurik poked his head out and said with disdain: "This fool is so arrogant, sooner or later he will have to pay a price."

"But not now, my little master."

"I heard what Carl said, what should I do next?" Ruriek asked.

"This is the news we are waiting for, just do as he says."

"However, we are actually going to bring the grain back in person. I heard that this was not the case last year."

Gould shrugged helplessly: "Who calls him the leader? The leader is a good face, even if we are big customers."

"Are there enough boats and sacks?" Rurik asked anxiously.

"You don't need to worry about this." Gould finished speaking and sighed deeply. This is also self-explanatory. Obviously Gould also lacked confidence.

The delivery date came a little bit suddenly, but fortunately Gould also made some preparations.

First of all, Gould's own cargo ships can assemble 20 ships, and ordinary long ships can assemble 30 ships. It can be said that this is basically all of his family. Almost all of these ships were built by the shipbuilders of the Mellaren tribe, so the previous shipbuilders were very happy to see further transactions with the Rus.

Not enough ships? Since it can be solved with money, it is naturally not a problem.

Gould quickly discussed the plan with Rurik. Since buying food saves 40 pounds of silver, this money must be important to those farmers who are on the verge of bankruptcy. Using this to buy their ships can be solved by each other. Urgent. Of course, the boats you buy are all fishing boats, so don't expect them to have much capacity.

Therefore, the plan of the two people is that since it is impossible to transport the food at once, they will do multiple operations. Anyway, as long as the voyage continues, from the island to Roseburg, one round trip in seven to eight days, the problem is not big. At most two round trips, with the existing ships, all the personnel and materials can be pulled back.

Therefore, in order to ensure the priority of food transportation, cargo ships transport food and develop its transportation potential! In short, it is overweight transportation.

Although that would take some risks, Rurik hadn't cared so much. Rurik couldn't believe that the people of Mellaren, especially when they saw Carl's stubborn face, felt the hidden maliciousness of the people of Mellaren. A huge amount of food remains on Gould Island, which might become a target of public criticism.

The agreed date is fleeting.

In the past day, Gould sent his own hands to do their best.

All the cargo ships ended various operations, together with a large number of ordinary long ships, and even the 20 ordinary Gotland fishing boats brought by Rurik, all of them assembled on Gould Island, encircling the islands. live.

Using money, Gould easily hired some fishermen, promised a silver coin, and asked them to do the drudgery of porters. As for the masses of mercenaries and Ross fighters, most of them sit in the presence of guards and oarsmen.

Gould Island has become extremely lively, and the fishermen who are passing by can't help but look sideways, and those who don't know think that the Gould family is about to return to the voyage. Many eyes stared at Gould’s actions. It was a large number of merchants. They waited to follow Gould’s fleet, just like past actions, rubbing against Gould’s fleet, and arrived safely in Rose. Fort continues its leather business this winter and so on.

However, Gould did not speak out, and everyone had to wait and see amidst anxiety.

Who could have imagined that this huge fleet of ships raised their sails and headed northward in the waters against the northerly wind, and ships docked near the shore one after another.

A large number of men waded on the shore and soon formed a huge team. The onlookers saw that they were still carrying some huge equipment.

what! It turned out to be a few large scales, which are only needed when weighing wheat, vegetables and big fish.

A mighty team walking along the slightly deserted Melaren street is not that the tribe is in depression, it is purely that no one dares to provoke such a mighty team. Their aura can completely suppress the powerful private army of the leader! At these moments, who dare to wander the streets without opening their eyes?

A group of people went straight to the warehouse of Olekin's house. At this moment, Olekin himself? He had heard the news, and he was ready.

All the wooden doors of the warehouse were opened.

Only when preserving grains, Olegin would use wooden houses with wooden planks. What he feared most was that the grain would rot on a large scale due to rain pollution.

Inside the warehouse are crates made up of wooden boards, which are filled with a large amount of wheat. In order to save costs, Olekin is of course too lazy to use gunny bags for food, which makes it easier to breed mice.

Rurik and his party finally came, and the mighty crowd really frightened Olekin. Fortunately, the hundreds of private soldiers who came in urgently supported his confidence.

Olekin stepped forward and faced Rurik, the only noble person.

He pointed to several barns with open doors: "Look, the food is here. The people you carry look like a lot, ah, I'm still thinking about finding someone to help you carry it."

This is a silly polite remark, Rurik said bluntly: "Dear lord, let me come, so I can rest assured."

Olekin suddenly felt a little unhappy, this kid still worried about himself?

"Oh, at least let me provide you with a balance to weigh the wheat."

"Good or good." Rurik immediately signaled to Gould, and carried the large scale without a tool. At the same time, the stones were used as standard measuring tools. These stones are so-called weights, each weighing 100 pounds. .

"You...I prepared a balance for you, do you insist on using yours?"

"Why not?" Rurik shrugged. "Or, you are worried about us doing it?"

Olekin was a little bit unable to say this. He did want to use his hands and feet when weighing, but the Ross people brought their own scales. Once the two sides were compared, wouldn’t it be a problem? awkward?

Olekin gritted his teeth, pretending to be magnanimous: "Well, Frey (God of Commerce) is supervising, and your trade is fair."

just? Both Gould and Rurik acquiesced that this guy would definitely make trouble because he has the ability and motivation to make trouble.

The food transporters were dispatched. Among them were the local porters of Mellaren, who were also a mixture of mercenaries and strong Ross fighters. Especially the accompanying Ross fighters, they were asked by Arik to go shirtless, just to use strong muscle texture to demonstrate to the leader.

Olekin has the final say on which barn the Ross people move.

The grain outlet of a barn was opened, and a large amount of husked oats rushed into some large wooden boxes like mudslides. They were carried to the outdoors and erected on the balance. Under the supervision of Gould and others, the wheat began to grow. Ship the sack, weigh enough one hundred pounds and tie it up (a sack of sack is folded on the counterweight for accuracy).

It seems that all work is proceeding in an orderly manner.

Rurik looked curious, but in the sun, he always felt that these oats were a bit wrong.

He stood up straight and looked left and right, only to see that Gould had just greeted his men engraving on the wooden board to make statistics. From beginning to end, there was no second person concerned about the quality of the wheat.

Rurik looked sideways, and noticed the guy Olegin from the corner of his eyes. There was always a strange look in his eyes. Only those who took advantage of him had such a look.

"All pause!"

Rurik ran to the grain outlet of the granary and stopped his men from preparing to carry the wooden boxes. He reached for a little oatmeal, rubbed it hard, and threw it into his mouth. He chewed hard, and a familiar feeling in his memory came to his mind.

"Leader!" He shouted loudly.

"Ah? What's the matter with you?" Olekin walked with his hands behind his back, leading some private soldiers.

Rurik pretended not to be angry. He raised his head and asked solemnly: "You are using Chen Mai to perfuse me!"

"Chen Mai? This is Xin Mai."

"No, it's Chen Mai! It's relatively dry, and it tastes a little strange. This is Chen Mai, you can't lie to us."

Knowing that his strategy was seen through, Olegin was not ashamed. He pinched his waist and the whole adult criticized the child: "Does the contract say that I must take out the new wheat?"

"Ah! You?! Oh!" Rurik thought, he had made a small mistake. With this result, he also admires Olegin. In such an era, people in the Nordic world can use the loopholes in the contract to do bad things.

It’s just that Liu Liqi never expected that all year round, Olekin’s household still had surplus food, which was simply magical.

But the loss cannot be for nothing.

Rurik directly ordered; "Don't call it anymore! Lord, from now on I want new wheat, even if they don’t advertise it. Lord, I don’t think you want to get a bad reputation, right? The Ross people are here, in the future We do business year after year, it’s not right for you to lie to us. You give me new wheat, otherwise the wheat we weighed before will be returned to you. We will go back with the money, that’s it."

"You... are you despising me?" Oleg's eyelids could not help but tremble.

Rurik did not back down: "You are the lord, not the god. The tribes respect you as the lord and believe in your credibility. When you lose credibility, where is your majesty? lord, don't you care about you so much? Is that Chen Mai? Or, you never cared about us Ross people, thinking that we were just some fools in the north who only knew how to transport fur?"

Olekin had no choice but to laugh happily. His right hand was subconsciously placed on Rurik's hat, and he was immediately removed by Rurik.

Rurik sullenly said, "Give me the new wheat. I will give you fine silver coins. I will give in. If you insist on giving me Chenmai, I will have to give you the worst silver coins. So neither you nor I will lose."

For a moment, Olekin was stunned.

Olekin didn't want to do everything right. He miscalculated like Rurik did. He really couldn't think that this child could distinguish the difference between fresh wheat and old wheat. Thinking of his pretentious son Carl, who is not recognized by his own five relatives, he was in a daze, he wished he had a young son like Rurik, even if his grandchildren had such a boy.

However, the Ross people got a baby.

Soon, the wheat that was transported was finished into new wheat, with the unique aroma of oats and the fragrance of grass, which proved their quality.

Weighing and handling is a huge task. It starts early in the morning and continues at night. Is just weighing enough? Those porters who started to be healthy, Maizi went straight to the pier, waded carefully to move the sacks onto the ship, and returned immediately as long as the ship was basically full.

The Ross people are using ants to move up to half a million pounds, equivalent to nearly two hundred tons of wheat!

When night fell, the work of weighing, handling, and shipping continued. A lot of torches were lit on Gould Island especially the wooden fort was lit up, and even some small boats floated quietly on the lake, except for the oil lamp on the bow. More than 30 small boats are extremely lacking in carrying capacity, and their lights form a line, which is the route that guides the food ship to reach Gould Island safely.

Half a million pounds of wheat, the final shipment was not completed until the evening of the next day.

During this period, 455 pounds of silver coins were loaded into more than 20 wooden boxes and all moved to Olegin's home.

As soon as he saw these good-quality coins, Olegin's whole bones were crisp, and Carl, a kind of possession called possession, also invaded his mind. He immediately asked his father for a box of silver coins as a reward for his own letter, and this was naturally rejected by Oleg.

The father and son even quarreled over it, which is no longer what Rurik needs to pay attention to. The plan has been achieved, although some of the wheat is still Chen Mai, overall I still make money.

This time is good, a lot of wheat is already in place. In theory, this is the end. Only the last bit of preparation is needed. The huge fleet should return to sail and end this wonderful trip to the Melaren tribe.

Of course, returning to the voyage is another big deal.