Chapter 185 Wine

As the sun set and the air became cooler, the child was taken indoors by the nurse to supper, while the Prince remained under the orange tree, looking out to the calm pool and the sea beyond.

A servant brought him a bowl of purple olives, along with light bread, cheese, and quinoa bean paste.

He ate a little and drank a glass of the sweet, strong red wine, which he loved.

When he was done, he filled another glass.

Summer Red is never enough... It comes from the Vance River region, which has the least production among the four major grape-producing regions of Dorne. Every time he finishes drinking a bottle, there will be one less bottle on the market.

The Dornish people are famous for their blood and sexual openness, and the local wines also have this passionate and unrestrained style, with bright colors, rich fruit flavors, high alcohol content, and full-bodied.

Kooren carefully recalled the scene introduced to him by vassals and businessmen when he first became prince.

"Except for Martell and local nobles, Xia Rihong has already been reserved by the royal family, princes or great nobles.

Lannister and Targaryen will come to buy at a fixed time every year...

This wine is suitable for aging and is also very popular in the trading cities. "

The big businessman said to the young prince as he climbed up a steep slope with difficulty.

Of all the vineyards in Westeros, the upper reaches of the Vance Valley near the Crimson Mountains are almost the most difficult to cultivate.

There is almost no soil here, the slope is steep and the soil is mainly fragile and unstable shale, and the temperature is very high in summer.

However, vines are one of the few plants here that are not afraid of such a harsh environment, and the poorer the land, the more high-quality grapes can be grown.

“It produces a very high-quality Vince River Summer Red, which is a blend of two grape varieties, Red Flame Red and Vance Red.”

The vassal pointed to the two vines with different colors and continued to introduce.

The Dornish people must know wine, especially the wine from their own region, otherwise even if you are a prince, you will be laughed at.

This is because apart from the high and desolate mountains in the north of Dorne, the great desert in the southwest is barren, but other places are very suitable for grape growing.

The unique terrain formed by the extension of the Red Mountains from north to south means that almost all combinations of altitude, slope and sunshine suitable for grape cultivation can be found here.

Martell can feed a large swath of the people on the wines of the Gulf region near Sunspear alone.

Ke Oren shook the wine glass in his hand, how much summer red can the current Targaryen buy?
Letting them get Tyrosh was just... alas!

"Prince..." The servant came back from outside with a message.

"The tax on the Stone Step Islands has been greatly increased, at least for Dorne. The merchants are miserable. Please let me bring you a letter."

Cooran motioned for him to take a seat.

The messenger was both a servant and a close courtier.

During the Third and Fourth Dorne Wars, the Renrui King had always had first-hand knowledge of Martell.

He even knew exactly what the prince ate today.

Martell was angry and terrified, but Jaehaerys's charisma and cunning made it easy for him to buy off the people of Sunspear.

From then on, the prince and princess treated their servants more carefully, because they knew too many secrets.

Of course, all traitors will be killed.

"Aside from alcohol, what else is being taxed?" Cooran frowned.

"There are too many grains, wooden barrels, and everything is being taxed. Now the trade route is no longer profitable.

Even transporting food is still at a loss, and merchants should raise prices in the past two days! "

Wooden barrels are very important to Dorne, and there is no forest here in the territory.

Thanks to the convenience of trade, wine growers in Dorne can easily buy cheap oak barrels imported from the continent of Essos.

Therefore, most of Dorn's red wines are aged in oak barrels for a long time, and the wines produced in this way are ruby ​​red or even garnet red, and usually exude a sweet vanilla flavor.

Food is more important. There are many places suitable for planting fruit trees, but few places suitable for farming.

Dorne's history is full of violence, and the borders are constantly at war. Even in peacetime, the mountain families plundered through the mountains and borders in an endless stream, resulting in unsettled civilian life and difficulty in stable agricultural development.

"Has that Dragonstone princess started to show her fangs?!" Keollen's face darkened.

Dorn relies on grain imports and merchandise exports.

Velaryon and Daemon occupying the Stepstones is like having a hand around Sunspear's neck.

No matter how cautious the Martell family was, they became impatient.

Food prices are rising, and Donne is bleeding.

Some minor nobles would find it difficult to support themselves, let alone their lords.

"Won't the merchants protest against Targaryen barbarism?"

Not even as good as those pirates.

In the past, as long as Prince Crab and Grand Duke Tyrosh were fed, Dorne would enjoy singing and dancing, and the country would live in peace and prosperity.

Ke Oran could be an idle king, sitting in Sunspear and watching the Seven Kingdoms, laughing at the intrigues of the nobles from time to time.

Not now, I'm in big trouble!

"My lord, the dragons have been wandering the Stepstones, how dare merchants disrespect Daemon Targaryen.

Kraxhu is fierce and cunning, and Dragonfire is mighty.

As long as Damon is still a dragon knight, all trading sea merchants will not dare to stand out. "

Again!

Ke Aolun was very annoyed, and regretted that he hadn't played in time, even if the loss was huge.

Better than being angry with Daemon Targaryen now.

"Where are the stone-step pirates?" The Myr people were not so easy to admit defeat, and must have wanted to make trouble for Targaryen.

"Some pirates are hiding in the nearby waters, looking for opportunities, but there are sea smoke and Melias air patrols on the line from Tylosi to the Stone Step Islands.

The pirates didn't dare to show their faces, so they could only look for opportunities to secretly attack some Velaryan merchant ships, but the effect was not good..."

The damned Velaryan dragon, who is clearly a competitor for the Iron Throne, is now working hand in hand with Daemon.

"The Princess of Dragonstone..."

The servant did not disturb Cororran's memory until he turned and sighed again.

"Did you know that Viserys contemplated marrying Dorne before Queen Emma died?"

Corollen had just ascended the throne then.

When they got the news, the merchants and nobles who were with them all laughed and said nothing.

Ke Oren also sneered, "If you want Dorne's allegiance, marrying a princess is enough? Is Targaryen daydreaming too much?"

He looked at the luxuriant Vance River vines growing on the hills at his feet, and said disdainfully.

"Viserys can't even sit firmly on the Iron Throne, and he can't afford this fine Vance Summer Red!"

The merchants and vassals on the side nodded one after another, this is what they thought too.

At that time, the Dornishmen were full of ridicule in their hearts, and they dismissed Viserys' idea of ​​marriage, and even looked down upon it.

This Targaryen wants to achieve a feat that even the conquerors failed to achieve, and bring Dorne into the territory, all he needs is to marry a daughter?

Could it be that the princess's dowry is a group of dragons?
...

Until today, Ke Aolun didn't think of this past event, but his heart was extremely complicated.

It turns out that the Joker is the Dornishman himself.

(End of this chapter)

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