Chapter 551： Eskil's Rose's Experience

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This is actually a big city in the far north!

Eskil, he thought that the Birka Bazaar in Mellaren was already the largest city in the north.

Reims, Hamburg and Bremen, these important Frankish cities are densely populated with wooden walls.

A city has tens of thousands of people, even five thousand people, in his heart it is densely populated.

Although Birka in Mellaren, the locals have barbaric beliefs and even kill people to make sacrifices. He can't deny that just in terms of population, it is already a big city.

What can you tell me when you go to the far north home of the Ross people? Can Rurik, who is interested in the sacred faith, be converted into a saint? Even if that is unrealistic, do the locals have potential lambs?

But Roseburg stands on the waterfront under the hills.

The tall wooden walls, the palaces of the dukes as high as a hill, and even the altars and granaries surrounded by walls. In the dense and compact arrangement of piers and trestle bridges, an astonishing number of ships are arranged in random order.

Especially the returning big ship full of various materials, he saw that the Ross people were using a combination of levers and nets to quickly unload the materials on the ship, but they either resisted or pushed a two-wheeled trolley to move the materials to the warehouse.

This is Roseburg! Agate of the North!

When he landed, he suddenly saw the continuous smoke billowing from one party.

what is that? Afraid it wasn't a fire? But it's not like it.

When he first came to Ross, Eskil got the courtesy of Rurik, and this old guy was also very clever to keep a low profile. The important things of spreading the sacred faith must be acted according to the opportunity.

Here he and his two entourages enjoyed a small and warm room, and were able to clean themselves with floral soap, then soak in a bucket for a hot bath, and even plunge into hell. Like a sauna.

He said that he resisted at first, thinking that it was the devil's lair inside! However, once I accept the feeling of being surrounded by thousands of steam, it is really refreshing.

He wanted to have a good chat with the Duke early, and took the opportunity to reveal his intention to go to Ross Cover Abbey. However, the Duke did not summon him. He was allowed to observe the whole Ross on the waiting day.

Maybe this is also a great thing.

One clear morning, a female slave came to Eskil’s current residence carrying a wooden box.

Compared to the few days before he got his food close to noon, the situation today really surprised him.

What surprised him even more was that it was a woman.

He wanted to evade and ordered the accompanying little priest to fetch the meal.

Before long, the little priest hurried back to the dormitory.

"Padar, the woman who delivered the meal, she..."

"What's the matter?" Eskil pretended to be angry and put on a serious face, "Get the wheat out quickly. You know, I like this very much now."

"It's... that woman. That's a pious lamb."

"Alas?"

Now Eskil jumped up, "Quick! Let her in!"

The woman who delivered the meal just entered the house and knelt down. Her heart was beating wildly, and her whole body was trembling. With tears in her eyes, her trembling hands placed the wooden box filled with wheat and rice on the ground.

"Padar, even here, we still have not forgotten our faith. You are here, it must be God who heard our prayers."

Eskil saw the cross on the woman's chest at a glance. Hearing the accent again, it seems to be Saxon? It doesn't seem to be.

wrong! This woman still has this orange hair.

"Get up! My child, you can understand my language."

The woman stood up in a panic: "Padar, I want to confess to you."

"Is it here? It's not appropriate. The confession should be in the monastery."

"Ah! Monastery. Yes! We have a monastery."

The monastery is pronounced "Christine" in the context of the entire European context, which means temple.

This word was like a thunder that smashed his head.

"Monastery? Ross already has a monastery! Come on! Take me there!"

"But Padar, your meal."

"Go to the monastery!" Eskil said with a high spirit, tears welling up on his gully face, "I don't know, Chief Ross has approved a monastery. Which friend came here to spread the word? sacred……"

With his entourage, under the leadership of this woman, he went straight to the prayer room of Briton's servant in Rurik.

And all this is the instruction of Rurik.

Even Rurik arranged for a servant to deliver food, he himself stood on the third floor of the palace, watching what Eskil did not far away. Everything is under the control of Rurik.

Eskil hurriedly arrived at the servants' prayer room, where ten people had gathered.

They are all women, with golden or red hair color, which shows the surprise of ethnicity, but they are all lambs.

Eskil came, and the arrival of a black-robed priest shocked them and ecstatic.

They knelt down one after another, begging the priest to do a Mass immediately, and then listened to everyone's confession.

"Get up, kids, in this far north you have not forgotten the sacred beliefs. You are the most pious."

No matter, he asked the little priest to bring out the manuscript gospel that he must carry with him.

This wooden house is small and simple, but the sacred faith also requires that the devout should not indulge in the glitz of the world, and that the devout should live a simple life.

It is good if there are gold and silver decorations in the monastery, but even if it is a shabby room, there is no problem.

The significance of the existence of this wooden house goes far beyond itself! Although it is very small and very small, even the cross is a simple piece of wood, it is a monastery.

Eskil immediately began his work, holding a mass assault, and then listening attentively to the confession of the imprisoned believers.

When he finished these tasks, Maifan had already become cold.

The mind seems to have been purified, these bought slaves, they began to work at noon...

The cabin became cool, and Eskil ate a cold meal and stood outdoors and sighed.

"What else can I ask the Duke of Ross? There is a monastery here! Rurik, no wonder you are interested in our sacred beliefs..."

"Padar, but this is just a simple wooden house." An entourage said.

"It's a wooden house, that's enough. The monastery needs a priest. You, John, you stay here."

"Me?" The young servant was taken aback, "This is a wild land."

"Yes, and no. Child..." Eskil touched the back of the boy's neck affectionately, and the boy shivered subconsciously.

"Padar, is it going to be in a place like this..."

"God won't be entangled in this kind of thing. This is our secret, and it's time to end. I love you, so you stay here. It is the future priest of the Diocese of Rose."

The young John has mixed flavors, because he was a lowly slave waiting to be sold in Hezeby's market, and he was photographed by Eskil because of his handsome appearance.

Eskil had many servants, and he deliberately trained the slaves he bought to become preachers. These little believers of Saxons or Danes should become the most determined ones.

But John, who was given the Christian name, was most moved because he was able to eat enough food. As time went on, his inner ambition was also sprouting.

He is even willing to be a "rabbit", so that Eskil, the future archbishop of somewhere, will continue to love him and become a bishop himself. A slave becomes a master! He was willing to open his robe at will.

But to open up wasteland in this wild land?

John did not refuse, maybe this is fate.

Because of the morning adventure, Eskil sets a strategy for future actions.

"Perhaps Roseburg can be a sacred place in the north compared to Birka. The Ross people are good at building. If I finally influence Rurik, Duke of Ross, he will build a magnificent monastery for me?"

But the Duke of Rose's summoning order has not yet come, and he dared not rush to see him. Besides, the monastery exists in reality, and he has no particularly urgent needs.

Eskil leaned on his wooden staff and began to wander the entire Roseburg.

He walked to Rose's altar and saw the golden deity standing inside from a distance, subconsciously thinking that it was gold.

In fact, it is indeed gold. All the statues are coated with a thin layer of gold.

He saw the mass gathering of Ross people in the open altar. They lined up as far as possible under the management of the soldiers, and saw them holding silver coins and copper coins, stuffing them into a wooden box under the watch of the girl priest, and hurriedly entering the altar after hearing the clanging sound.

The followers of Rose bowed to their gods, or clenched fists with both hands and closed their eyes in prayer, or even raised their hands in strange movements.

"This is useless witchcraft. What's the point of worshiping false gods..." Eskil muttered secretly, and then slapped John on the back. "Child, you have to let them give up this barbaric behavior. They are all lambs. Can be influenced."

John nodded, "I will."

Will it be? John had no bottom in his heart, and was even terrified.

Another day, Eskil and his entourage woke up in the noise. They went to find out, and were surprised to see that the Ruths began to gather again.

I haven't seen Rurik and his face that is more handsome than the noble lady for many days. Seeing Rurik again, this kid is standing with his father, the real Duke of Ross, and there are large tracts of wheat at their feet!

"Are you actually selling wheat?"

I saw that the Ruths lined up in the order of the soldiers again. They took wooden boxes or burlap pockets, and walked to the big balance with money, and traded wheat from the Duke's hands.

Is there such an act of trading wheat? It's unheard of!

It seems that all the men from Roseburg are coming, and there are women among them.

Of course, there are noisy people and jumpers, but these people are soldiers who maintain order and are pulled aside, and then dragged to the end of the line.

The noisy trade in food continued for a whole day.

It wasn't until the evening that Eskil understood Duke Ross's intentions-in order to be as fair as possible.

"Roulik, is it possible that you are already learning what kindness and fairness are based on the Bible? If your principality fully accepts our faith, I am afraid the pope will canonize you as a saint in the north."

The Ross people have a bazaar that is not inferior to Birka, and it is located in the easternmost part of the city near the sea.

A large number of merchants and fishermen peddled their own things, mostly fish and seal meat, and even a very small amount of live chickens.

He wandered the fair with great interest, comparing what he had seen and heard in Birka.

Food, wood and charcoal blocks, ironware, wood, pottery, cloth, animal skins, wooden crafts, and even finished clothes are also peddled here.

There are also crystal vessels here! There are also strange crystals on the eyes!

Someone here sells gems and colored crystals.

He was most shocked by the fact that these were extremely expensive things, and many Russ seemed to be able to afford them.

But the biggest difference here, and what moved him the most, was that there were no slaves for sale in the duke’s bazaar.

The bazaar is lively, obviously more prosperous than Birka!

It was another new day. Driven by a strong curiosity, Eskil was determined to go to the "Forever Smoking Place" to take a look.

It was what he had heard in the market yesterday. He heard that the iron axe here was as cheap as five silver coins.

Of course, this price is in Frank, for example, in Reims, where he started. It is difficult for an ordinary farmer to buy an axe with five silver coins, but the local blacksmith also gets ten silver coins to sell an axe!

Five silver coins and an axe are a bit more expensive than the Bilka Bazaar, but the goods are different from the goods.

The iron axe of the Ross is more expensive and uses more materials! As far as logging is concerned, obviously a larger axe blade is better.

Eskil bought one with a coil, and he ordered his servant John to make a new wooden cross with a surprise attack. Only when it was used, the axe's excellence was shocking.

Now, Eskil has arrived in the "smoking place" in the northeast of the city.

Compared to other areas, it is really warm here.

He saw the brawny man with red back sweating all over, they were carrying ore, standing on the high platform and throwing it into the hot stove. Another person carried the black charcoal into a frame and walked up to the high platform to throw it in.

Eskil is a doer, but an old missionary who travels everywhere. If those lords are not easy to be influenced, he will go to the people and preach among farmers, shepherds and blacksmiths.

He knows how those blacksmiths smelt iron, but here in Rus, the strange smelting method makes him puzzled.

"Padar, there is the fiery heat of purgatory here. It is really scary. Those who carry materials will accidentally fall..."

"John, stop talking."

"I want to be here..."

"This is your destiny." Eskil was also nervous when he choked John's neck.

Suddenly, a few men roared loudly, and then a blade-handling iron opened the hole of the giant furnace, and the strange red thing slowly flowed. The prepared burly man poured Shanghai water, and the red object turned black in the steam and disintegrated, and was shoveled away with a shovel.

After a while, the strong man was roaring again.

At this moment, Eskil was surprised to see that the "water", which was as bright and hot as flowing water and absolutely deadly, began to be accurately poured into the pottery box.

"What's that?" John asked.

"I don't know, but we will know soon."

Eskil is a very good observer, he just can't tell, and then he understands everything.

Although unbelievable, the blacksmith in Ross used a giant furnace to turn the unburnable iron ore into molten iron.

They are casting axes and shovels in this way.

Eskil did not continue to watch, even if there were other stoves. He was afraid that he would be expelled or arrested for spying on something he shouldn't see.

He left in a hurry, sitting in his room with praise and emotion.

He said to himself, "I have traveled to many lords' territories, but I didn't know that the Ruths were so powerful. I didn't even know that they were real."

"Padar, can they really be probated?" John's eyes were full of fear, apparently frightened by the fire column ejected by Gaul.

"You will succeed. Ah... I just don't know when Duke Ross will summon me."

Observing the industrial zone of the "Carbon-iron complex" of the Moros, Eskil felt for the first time a kind of power called industry.

The next day, he rushed to the largest ship-building base of the Russ, and saw from a distance the hull of the large ship that had been built in the indoor dock.

The mere fact of building ships is to change his perception of how to build ships.

The Ross people can produce ironware and make huge ships. Their cities are in order. They produce strange things Their leaders are very rich, they pay attention to order, and their leaders treat the people as well. Benevolent and fair.

"Ah! If a cross is installed on the top of the Duke’s palace, if the diagonal blue stripes of the flag of the Rus are turned into a blue cross, if the Rus removes the altar and builds a cross on the foundation, it will be perfect. Es Salaam..."

Finally, on the tenth day of arriving in Roseburg, Eskil finally received the summoning order from Rurik.

The reason why he left him for ten days was the arrangement of Rurik. Eskil has been under surveillance these days, and Rurik knows where he went, what he saw, and what he did.

Now, this old missionary who has traveled almost the entire Danish region should be able to understand the power and potential of the Rus people.

He will definitely spread his knowledge to others in Frank.

With the understanding, there is a possibility of trade, the Russians can be sent to collect intelligence, and the possible future military operations can be planned.

And this is the ultimate goal of Rurik. That's it for showing muscles.