Chapter 843 The Impact of Sucrose on Primitive People

His wife's words caused Elsharion to temporarily change his arrangements and rush from Tal Yris to a place he had never been to before - Qingyan Port.

The former female official strongly suggested that the prince go and see with his own eyes how important this recently emerged place, a city with independent production capabilities and a complete system, was to a kingdom.

The suspicious warden, with some attendants, rode a gryphon and flew from the east to the west of Ulthuan. On the way, he passed through Lothern and had a friendly chat with the war lord. After learning that it was still difficult to see the Phoenix King, he felt a subtle mood. , arrived in the new world.

In name, this arrival was for a visit, which made Draconir attach great importance to it. Although the central link of the triangular trade ring was cut off by the Phoenix King, the Drift Islands still played a large role.

Many ships from the old world will not arrive at Chulong Bay and Qingyan Port. Instead, they trade supplies at the nearby Drift Islands. Reduced transportation costs mean an increase in frequency, which replenishes Caledor's treasury from another aspect.

The elf prince's visit required the company of the city's top leaders. With a smile and humility, Kara bowed and watched the gryphon above her head landing, and every move she made was full of respect.

Elsharion jumped off the back of Stormwing and looked around. This was an extremely spacious square, paved with bluestone slabs, with dragon sculptures placed at the four corners. It must have been for the dragon Caledor. Landing area.

Unexpectedly, Draconir’s hospitality etiquette was very good...

The watchman admired the young prince a little, and then turned to observe the mayor who greeted him.

And from this look, there seems to be a problem.

Elsharion's eyes began to contain hesitation and doubt. This was definitely the first time he had seen this extremely respectful human being in front of him.

But why...

It always feels like I’ve seen it somewhere before…

"Have we met? Mayor Kara."

Kara raised her head and said with certainty,

"Why did Prince Elsharion say this? Since I fled to the New World from Kislev, I have never stepped out of Qingyan Port. With your identity, I naturally have no chance to meet you."

Eltharion half-heartedly agreed to this point of view. The gift of the Mist Goddess allowed him to break through the external disguise and directly see the reality hidden in the depths.

There is something strange about this Mayor Kara, he is definitely not just a mere mortal with a background as a teacher.

But this is Caledor's territory. The Watcher believes that Imric knows Kara far better than he does. He continues to serve even though he is eccentric. He must have many secrets hidden in him.

It is a good rule to maintain alliances by not delving into their secrets.

Elsharion, who was convinced of this, did not insist for too long on whether they had met in person, and began to talk officially.

"During this visit, Iris hopes to learn about the various industries in Qingyan Port so that the Drift Islands can be more efficient in planning trade routes. The Dragon Palace has arranged for you to be the explainer. I hope this will allow me to know the real situation."

"This is my honor. Your visit makes Qingyan Port feel extremely honored. Please also come to the city hall..."

Elsharion, who knew a series of troublesome links, waved his hands to express his refusal. If you pay attention to efficiency, you don't need to worry about too much etiquette. Moving to the city hall is nothing more than a welcome ceremony to show off the results achieved over the years.

The watcher was not interested in these. He wanted to actually observe this human city and see why a group of monkeys could support most of the supply of trade supplies in the Drift Islands. Even the people of Yris had a good reputation with humans. .

"No need, just take me to visit, starting with the sugar industry."

Although he was born in the White Tower of Hos, Elsarion's work style was full of military spirit. After arranging the griffons, he immediately set off towards the sugar factory outside the city.

Entering the factory, Elsarion's first impression was that it was noisy and the piercing roar was endless. It was not a spiritual call from natural creatures, but a terrifying sound that made him feel disgusted from the bottom of his heart.

This sound was so disgusting that even after hearing the first sound, the Watcher had subconsciously mobilized the wind of magic, hoping to make it leave this world forever.

Kara was not surprised by the elf's behavior. Basically, every elf who heard the roar of the steam engine was very disgusted with it.

But machines are unnatural creations. Overcoming this fear and knowing how to use the terrifying power is what intelligent creatures should think about.

He raised his hand and asked Prince Iris to calm down. There was no danger here, it was just a daily routine.

"This is the sound of a steam engine, a mechanical creation that uses water vapor to provide power. Nowadays, most factories in Qingyan Port have abandoned manual processing and use steam engines as important production tools."

Elsarion resisted the discomfort and reluctantly nodded to express his understanding. He was very vague about the sugar processing process.

The people of Yris sent to the vicinity of Dusk Fortress only reported to the court that there were more wild animals and the environment was very hot, but the safety factor was much higher than at home.

First, we came to a preliminary stage. In the hot processing room, the watcher saw with his own eyes that a huge metal wheel was quickly driven by the leather without the help of manpower and magic.

The workers carried baskets of sugar cane that were no longer than an arm's length and skillfully poured them into the dark hole of the machine. As the machine roared and vibrated violently, pieces of cotton-like debris poured out from the pipe at the bottom. Pour into the vat at the bottom.

As countless sugar canes were crushed into pieces by machinery, a huge ogre wearing a mask and helmet walked into the processing room. He picked up a large barrel that may weigh a thousand kilograms and walked to the next processing room. link.

Eltharion, who was watching all this, was silent for a long time after the machine stopped roaring and trembling.

As smart as he is, he has naturally guessed the process of sugar processing. Usually, making sugar in Ulthuan is nothing more than crushing the sugary substance into powder with heavy stones, letting the water flow out, and exposing it to the sun, waiting for the liquid to turn into powder. Beautiful crystal.

But here, it has gone beyond the scope of manual sugar making. Workers only need to pour the raw materials into the machine, without the troublesome stone grinding, to get the precious sugary juice.

All that is left to do is to separate the residue from the juice. If it is refined, it may be distilled a little like wine. If it is just a cheap commodity, the sugar will contain some residue, which will not affect sales.

It will even evolve into the aristocracy of sugar. The distilled white crystals are far more precious than these impure and defective products, attracting people's pursuit.

The silent prince made the scene fall into silence, and Kara asked if he wanted to continue the inspection to the next link.

Elsharion just shook his head and said that from this factory alone, we can get a glimpse of the financial resources of the Dragon Palace. In the past, we were lucky that the tariffs earned from trade in the Drift Islands were very generous.

Looking at it now, it's just scraps that Imric despises.

"How did you solve the residue?"

"It is mainly used to make coal. After meeting the needs of steam engines in sugar processing plants, part of it will be transferred to paper manufacturing plants as raw materials for paper making."

I really make the best use of everything...I can't bear to waste anything. Maybe what I get in my hands is not even the leftovers.

As Elsarion thought, he became more and more curious about this city. Assur's method of exploiting world trade was nothing more than to use exquisite crafts and premium specialties to be sought after by vain human nobles.

But here, it seems to have taken a different path, completely abandoning the pursuit of flashiness and turning into a production assembly line that puts practicality first. (End of chapter)