Starting from blacksmithing, riding and chopping Europe

Chapter 2 Upgrade
Clear sky.

A raven with a black body and purple-blue luster flapped its wings across Luleå Bay and landed gently on the highest longhouse.

Standing on the eaves of the dragon-shaped boat, the raven combed its feathers and looked down.

A semicircular wall several kilometers long made of turf, stone, wooden boards and other structures surrounds the town.

People enter the town by land through two gates, or by sea through the bay ports.

The harbor has several causeways and a semi-circular palisade for defence.

The tens of thousands of acres of traps is the core of North Town.

The wooden pavement is arranged in a vertical grid, and the roofs of the houses on both sides of the pavement are almost connected, like a fleet of ships rising and falling on the sea, and the stream provides domestic water through the ditches.

On the flat terrain of North Town, there is a square market square.

At this time, the square was crowded with people, including a large number of Norse people who were joining in the fun.

There is not so much entertainment in this day and age.

The fair trial of the leader Ethelnor is one of the activities that the Norse people are most willing to participate in when they have nothing to do during the winter break.

Under the eyes of many Norse people, the leader Ethelno who stood on the wooden platform spoke.

"You are happy to legislate, but even more happy to destroy them."

Ethelnor is a middle-aged man with long curly blond hair.

Wearing chainmail and dark brown animal skin, he looked extraordinarily tall and strong.

He looked heroic: "Like a child playing on the beach, tirelessly building sand towers and then destroying them with a smile."

"But when you build sand towers, the sea brings more sand to the beach."

"And when you destroy the towers of sand, the sea laughs with you."

"Indeed, the sea always plays with the innocent."

Many Norse people chanted this "Odin Commandment" together.

When the hymns are finished, the just trial begins.

The first one to come up was the thief.

The penalty is to be smashed.

The thief stopped vomiting blood after being hit.

The second one to come up is the murderer.

It was determined that he killed the other party in a dispute, and he did not publicly publicize that he was responsible, and there was a concealment.

Sentence him as an outlaw, no longer protected by the law, and anyone can kill him like a wild animal.

In no time the murderer is a corpse in blood vengeance.

The third one comes up is transaction disputes.

the fourth.
Most of the time it can be solved efficiently.

If it cannot be resolved, Ethelnor is happy to discuss it with other nobles and free people and hold a tribal meeting.

People in North actively provided their wisdom, and would dance happily when they saw it was adopted.

When Fondorf came over, he saw the Northmen playing music and dancing.

He got used to it and joined in, but within a few words of singing, Ethelnor noticed and waved in his direction.

The Norse people all looked over.

They looked at the boy in black with black hair and eyes, and couldn't help but shout out the nickname: "Black Prince."

"Poor blacksmith, met with a herd of hungry bears, leaving only one child."

"I wonder how the leader will judge the blacksmith's inheritance."

In the spotlight of the crowd, Feng Daofu walked up, having already made the worst plan in his mind.

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"The Norse family lives together. When the old man goes to Valhalla, the eldest son will inherit the ancestral house, and the other children have to go to the sea to find a way out."

Ethelnor hooked Feng Daofu's shoulders, and his voice was loud enough to shake earwax off: "Their son has also died, and there is no first-order heir."

"Purple Blood's Feng Daofu, you are not considered their adopted son, and logically speaking, you do not have the right to inherit."

"but!"

"A qualified blacksmith is more important to the Norse than a blacksmith's wealth!"

Ethelnor glanced at the other nobles.

No one refuted.

There are more than [-] Norse people living around Luleå Bay.

Because there is iron ore in the nearby mountains, in the self-sufficient North Farm, the farm owners have more or less simple forging skills.

But there are only five people who can be called professional blacksmiths.

The technical content of this industry is so high that there is only one professional blacksmith per 1000 people.

The North people are in great need of blacksmith skills and are eager to train more new blacksmiths, but each of those professional blacksmiths hides their skills and knowledge.

In the fair-minded North tribe, the blacksmiths were unwilling, and the leaders and nobles could not force it.

Although Feng Daofu was young, the blacksmith praised his talent many times before he died, saying that he had the wisdom bestowed by the great god.

He also said that Feng Daofu has already started just by looking at it, and when he becomes an adult, he will surpass all blacksmiths in the northern world.

They believed.

Ethelno expected: "Fondorf, as long as you can prove your forging ability and forge a qualified dagger, you can inherit their legacy."

Feng Daofu subconsciously asked again.

Seeing Ethelnor nodding, Feng Daofu felt relieved.

The worst possible situation did not happen, Feng Daofu asked: "Time limit?"

"The port has been frozen under the divine power of the goddess Skadi, and the tidal freezing period will last until the goddess of spring's parade."

Ethelno said: "I plan to organize a revenge hunt against the bears before the new year, as long as it is completed before then."

The port of Luleå is in the northern part of the Baltic Sea.

According to modern calculations, it will start to freeze in November, and the entire sea area will be covered by ice.

Feng Daofu calculated it and found that he still had 2 months left.

Although he only studied metals, he also likes to watch the forging knife competition known as the development of electronics, and he has mastered a lot of theoretical knowledge.

But in ancient times, there was no finished steel, and the conditions were so simple that Von Dolf didn't know if time would be enough.

The leader speaks and there is no room for rejection.

And I'm a player of "Riding Horses and Blacksmithing 2", so I've been involved, and I've gone from zero to professional in two months, so it shouldn't be a big problem.

Feng Daofu nodded: "I will do it, and I also ask the leader to let me participate in the hunt. I will avenge them personally."

Ethelno patted him on the shoulder hard, laughed and agreed.

Others also cast approving glances.

After socializing for a while, Feng Daofu rode back to the farm.

On the way back, my riding skills broke through.

"Riding upgrade!"

"Acquire Specialty - Flexible War Horse (Control +10%)"

"Riding Lv1: Specialty - Flexible War Horse (Manipulation +10%)"

Feng Daofu could feel that his riding skills had made a significant breakthrough, and he was at the Dzogchen level for beginners.

There is a special bonus, and there is even an illusion that a horse and a horse are one, and I really want to show off.

Surrey next to him looked at him suspiciously: "Fondorf?"

Feng Daofu suppressed his impulse and continued chatting as if nothing happened.

He was accompanied by a dozen or so people, neighbors who lived in the same area and shared the same fence.

The farmstead is outside the walls of Northtown.

Norse do not have a standing army to maintain social stability.

Every Norse farmer must defend his farm, family, and property for himself.

For safety, several Norse families will unite to help and support each other.

"Black Prince, if you need help, just ask."

Neighbors are very friendly.

Feng Daofu originally wanted to be polite.

But seeing someone harvesting hay with a long-handled sickle, I had an idea: "Is it difficult to collect hay?"

"Is it difficult? It's too difficult!"

A neighbor complained.

On average, each cow requires 2 tons of hay to survive the winter.

"But the grasslands are not as fertile as in the south. Harvesting and hoarding enough hay is the most difficult but extremely important job every year."

Feng Daofu calculated.

在年景好的时候，诺斯人这里的干草生产效率也才0.5-0.9吨/15亩，相当于1亩草场仅有33公斤干草，60亩草场养一头牛。

The annual yield of modern pastures can reach 20 to 32 tons of forage per mu.

Comparatively, the yield per acre of the Norse tribe is extremely poor.

If you want to raise more than a dozen livestock, you need at least a thousand acres of grassland to have enough hay to feed the livestock through the winter.

Because of the yield per mu, North farmers can only spread out like a big pie. A few or a dozen families form a community, and they will not live together in North Town.

With this workload, it's no wonder that I have to complain.

Fondolf himself wanted to complain.

Because he is also responsible for the rations of his own livestock!

Although most of it has been reserved before, there is still a lot of work left.

This job can be done by slave labor. Let those three little Moluos?
Feng Daofu shook his head inwardly.

This is not to pity them, but to do what they are doing now is indispensable.

It's better to spend money to hire people.

This fell to forging again, and it was necessary to improve the craftsmanship as soon as possible to open up and make money.

The whole point of forage harvesting machinery?

The difficulty is too high, so start leveling up with entry-level farm tools.

Feng Daofu said: "I don't need to help you, but I can help you."

"Help us?"

The neighbors were taken aback.

"I don't think those scythes work very well."

Vondorf pointed to a North farmer.

This North farmer cuts a crop of hay with a sickle and stacks it against a wall to dry.

Most of the hay is stored in the barn, and if it is full, a small part of the hay is stored outdoors to form a haystack, and the surrounding and surface are covered with turf to prevent moisture and cold.

After not working for a while, the sickle began to fail.

The farmer took out a millstone to sharpen the scythe, and re-tightened the rope that connected the blade to the handle.

"I have a way to improve it," said Vondorff.

"Ah this."

The sickle is a guy who eats, and the neighbors are a little hesitant.

Feng Daofu looked at them with a mysterious tone: "This is the top-secret knowledge of the royal family of the Seris Empire. Have you forgotten what happened before?"

"Sarri, how do you feel now that you used it last time?"

"It's very useful, and it's not uncomfortable to go to the toilet."

Sarri thought of the magic of the Black Prince, and his expression became a little loose: "It is indeed the top secret knowledge of the royal family."

Feng Daofu said that eating more vegetables would certainly help.

He continued to lie, saying that he helped because everyone was a neighbor, but he didn't do it if he missed this opportunity.

Finally, a unique skill was released.

"Everyone helped me a lot at this funeral, I plan to show you the secret recipe to thank everyone!"

"Same as before?"

"This one is stronger!"

Feng Daofu said: "I added a big red robe inside."

"what is this?"

They were stunned because there was no such sound in the Nordic languages.

Feng Daofu said: "Dahongpao is a rare herbal medicine. It absorbs the breath of gods and the sun on the cliffs of the holy mountain thousands of meters away. It is a secret medicine only available to the royal family. I don't carry much with me."

"I am a person of noble character and love to help others. I wish I could help a hundred Mao Luo cure their fire poison every day."

"But Dahongpao is extremely precious to me, if not"

"Feng Daofu, needless to say."

Sarri said carelessly: "They are a bunch of cowards, I believe you, please help my sickle to improve!"

He directly took out his money bag: "How much is the reward?"

Seeing his posture, the neighbors, who had been deceived and stared, all agreed.

"You have completed a super flick!"

"Diplomatic upgrade!"

"Acquire Specialty - War Song (Prestige gained in battle +20%)"

"Diplomatic Lv2: Specialty - Flexible Tongue (Persuasion Power +15%), Specialty - War Song (Prestige gained in battle +20%)"

"The character level is improved! Gain 1 attribute point!"

Feng Daofu was in a happy mood after frantically swiping a wave of experience and getting a chance to practice his mobile phone.

He said: "In order not to affect everyone's hay harvesting, come one by one, I will first modify Surrey's sickle."

For only two silver coins from Surrey, and after a few pleasantries, Vondorf rode home.

On Vondorf Road, he was rubbing this silver coin minted by Eastern Rome.

In his eyes, the portrait of the centurion Emperor Phocas on the silver coin looked cute.

I almost couldn't resist going back to the market to buy a lot of food.

The value of a silver coin is very strong, and it can buy 4.58kg of barley, enough to feed a family for several days.

Feng Daofu has the negative trait of gluttony, he can eat more than two adults, but it is enough for a long time.

"Sure enough, making money as a blacksmith."

Feng Daofu admired it for dozens of seconds. It wasn't until the horse brayed three times that he realized that he had arrived at the door of his home.

Keep the silver coins carefully. This is too useless!
Feng Daofu forcibly took his hand back: "I am the Black Prince!"

This is Vondorf's most valuable asset now.

As long as you keep your skills, selling swords in the future will be several times more expensive than other professional blacksmiths!
Feng Daofu thought: "An ordinary iron sword sells for 6 silver coins, which is an entry-level iron-smelting sword in modern terms."

"The price of a fine decarburized steel sword can increase 10 times."

"What the blacksmith wants to do is to create a top-notch sword that can be sold for 200 silver coins, leave his own exclusive inscription on it, and become a famous craftsman in the northern world."

"My nickname of the Black Prince, as long as the technology is in place, the reputation will be spread much easier than that of a blacksmith."

A handful is sold for 200 silver coins, which is 400 chickens
Feng Daofu stopped: "It's a bit fanciful."

There are off-season and peak seasons for professional blacksmiths’ income.

Going to sea to plunder is the peak season, and the monthly income can rise to three or four hundred silver coins.

On the one hand, everyone has money, and weapons and agricultural tools can be sold easily.

On the other hand, it relies on collecting maintenance and after-sales fees.

Like the chain mail that is very easy to rust, it costs 9 silver coins to clean it once.

Relying on the two major projects of selling ordnance + after-sales service, professional blacksmiths are much better off than most nobles.

As a comparison, the family of Nuosi farmers only earn about 120 silver coins a year without the extra income from going out to plunder, and the gap has reached [-] to [-] times.

"We must complete our goal within two months!"

Feng Daofu firmly determined.

(End of this chapter)