Rise of Rurik Chapter 1124

The big fat white fox used greasy food to clean up Rurik, and even took out fat to reward the sailors.

Are they still sailors? Until Rurik revealed that Ross's full-time navy had been established, all sailors were recognized as marine warriors.

No, Godlund, who has the identity of the chief of the sea war, can participate in the king's banquet as an accompanying elite for the first time in this identity.

Roast lamb is a feature of Gould's family banquet. The lamb is marinated and then roasted.

Its presence seemed to make the spirits that Rurik brought darkened.

But wine is an important cargo to be placed in Stockholm.

He was slightly drunk, and Rurik was in high spirits. He asked Baihu not to submit any written documents, but to talk about the situation with one mouth to prove it was true.

The white fox with the goods in his belly really opened his mouth and said: "I know that the king is very concerned about the grain transaction here in Melalen. Haha, there was no trouble in the past summer, and the king gave tax-free tributes, and now they have more. food!"

"So what? What about food prices now?"

"Hey, a hundred pounds of oats are only six silver coins."

"Huh? So cheap?"

"It's so cheap."

"Did you use some means?" Rurik couldn't help but ask.

Baihu Yaoyao's fat head and ears: "This is fate, or the invisible hand that the king said. God's arrangement, how can I be a mortal? As you estimated, I am trying to buy as much as possible."

"Yes, you did a good job." Rurik patted his thigh, "I remember the lowest price here at Lake Mälaren."

The white fox shrugged again: "If only five silver coins could buy a hundred pounds."

"Maybe more people selling food will do."

The low price of grain hurts farmers more than this. This summer has been relatively good, and ordinary homesteaders are happy but cannot afford to eat excess grain. They lack the ability to stably store excess grain. After storing enough grain, they take out some of the excess to brew Yiweng ale, and almost sell the rest for cash.

Who is the rich man here? Only the Governor has a large amount of cash in his hands. The big white fat white fox is the biggest buyer. Behind him is the big backer of King Ross.

The nobles of each tribe are all large landlords, especially the largest Melalen tribe. During the period, there were a number of landlords, and it was a great task to randomly pull out one and place it in other tribes.

They have the most surplus grain in their hands. If they can't sell it quickly, they can only rot in their own barn, and even the barn can no longer hold it.

For Bjorn, Duke of Mélaren, he was the abdicated king of Sweden, and now he has fully accepted his status as the richest man. This year has been a bumper harvest, at least in his eyes, his warehouse has exploded.

Have mercy on the tenant farmers? Do not! The rent that should be collected cannot be less, and the debt must also be paid. As for a large number of debt serfs and simple slaves, what does the high grain output have to do with these talking cattle and sheep.

The Swedish grain market in Lake Mälaren was already oversupplied, and the big nobles had to lower the price in a hurry to sell.

Even Bjorn would feel the pain in the flesh. He had no choice. If he didn't sell it cheaply, the low-priced food from other tribes would be bought by the big white fat man. The kid preached that "Ross will buy a million pounds this year", but the grain in the market exceeded this amount, and the poor king Bjorn could only accept the cheap sale.

Unless, he organized the Melalen fleet to rush directly to the distance to sell food.

Sold to the Danes? Then you can't get a lot of silver coins.

Sold to the capital of Ross? One is the cost of shipping, the second is simply that this old guy can't keep his face, and the third is that he is too lazy to do it.

Therefore, in theory, 60,000 silver coins can buy these surplus grains. Rurik made an estimate and optimistically estimated that he really only spent this amount of money on food purchases, and he could still make a fortune after adding labor costs and transportation costs.

Some of the pure grain transactions are the market of 60,000 to 200,000 silver coins. The former is a good year and the other is a famine year. Rurik, who has a huge amount of cash in his hands, doesn't think it's going to cost a lot to buy food.

"I did the math and I've invested more than four hundred pounds of silver in the brand new flagship. That's forty thousand, and there will be more in the future! Unexpectedly, the cost of buying food on Lake Melaron is only equivalent to building a big boat. ?"

Hearing the king's words, Baihu was not surprised.

"It's impossible for them to make a fortune by selling food!" Said, the white fox held the glass and stared at the transparent nectar in it. "And speaking of the king's spirits, I can easily sell two pounds of silver coins for a bottle of vodka in a liquor store."

"Oh? I remember it was just a pound at first."

"Yes, but your supply is limited. Besides, no matter how many people there are and how strong those leaders are, they are willing to compete. Otherwise, how can they prove that they are dukes?"

"They're willing to spend a fortune."

The white fox smiled, he was embarrassed to say that the king was ignorant, and sighed, "So I dress gorgeously every moment, and my guards and patrolmen are also decorated with amber, well-dressed, and their weapons are all high-quality steel swords. Are those dukes willing to be compared with me as a merchant?"

Rurik thinks about it, too. Louis XIV personally led the fashion trend. He used arrogant and extravagant means to win over noble ladies from all over the world, and then attracted all the nobles to compete in Paris. In this way, the king made a fortune and centralized power.

Maybe the white fox has realized something similar? If the Swedish aristocracy is busy with arrogance, there will be no wrong thinking? After all, Ross has been separated from the Swedish world for a long time. Although the two countries are now merged, it is impossible for the local aristocracy not to leave the system and live on their own.

Selling the eastern and northern specialties of Ross in Lake Mälaren, these nobles are indeed willing to spend a lot of money, but the goods they can provide are only a few: grain, flax, dried fish. Of course, there are also livestock and dairy products, etc., the total amount is too small and will not cause quantitative changes in trade.

Rurik got excited by his slightly drunk brain, and he thought a lot: "So, White Fox, how much did you earn here in the past warm season?"

"This... I dare not hide it, about two thousand pounds."

"That's 200,000 silver coins. How much do we import in the fall?"

"I'll think about it again." The big fat man's delicate white hands like bear's paws also wore a lot of gemstone rings, and he pinched his fingers naively: "The grain and flax are the main ones, we don't care about fish, we can buy cabbage and onions. A little more. And the cheese of the Yermalen people, which is not very large. These things are not very valuable, we pay at most 100,000 silver coins this year. But I spent a lot of money on the construction here, and this year I made a net profit of 80,000 at most pieces."

"Huh?" Rurik couldn't help probing his face with an exaggerated expression: "Trade surplus? We have a surplus of 80,000 silver coins?"

"That's probably the case, the exact number is somewhat different."

"Ah? If you don't do much construction, don't you?"

"Exactly..."

A trade surplus sounds like a good thing, and if Sweden were another country, Ross would be able to **** blood freely. But Rurik is the king of Sweden!

He had to consider one thing. If he continued to indulge this kind of blood-sucking and realized that the Swedish dukes who were rapidly becoming poor would either be content to be poor and watch the rapid shrinking of the trade market here, or rebel.

The white fox really gave Rurik a chance to think carefully and find a way to make this group of Swedish nobles rich. As for those ordinary people, if they are willing to immigrate to the East, all kinds of concessions are waiting.

The method of bringing people to immigrate is actually digging the corner of the nobles, and this matter can only be secretly kept secret.

As long as these nobles are stabilized to give them the chance to make a fortune, their enthusiasm is beyond doubt.

Rurik can be sure that the economic prosperity and food harvest they brought to Lake Mälaren in 841 was largely due to the war dividends last year!

No, they could continue to get some bonuses in exchange for a trip to the Frankish world.

Rurik led the northerners to victory against the Franks. He has a great reputation in Lake Mälaren. Although it has nothing to do with the commoners as to which leader is the king of Sweden, but Rurik is the king, and the people really like it. , which is evident from the crowded scene in the market.

The fiery prestige has made the local nobles quite afraid, especially Bjorn, Duke of Melalen, the abdicated king who has been facing the dilemma of the slow loss of the tribe's population.

Population loss is a big problem, and Bjorn cannot send troops to control the departure of those tribal farmers. After all, the Melalen tribe is a behemoth pieced together by large and small families, and some small families want to emigrate. How can this be stopped?

Before they immigrate, they will definitely sell their farmland and houses, and after changing them into cash, they will migrate to Tombstone Island at sea with the necessary production and living tools.

Tombstone Island is already the core territory of Ross, and it is also a sea fortress. Immigrants can be fishermen, or they can rest here and continue eastward to New Rose Fort.

Bjorn himself, as the largest landowner in Mälaren, bought large quantities of land left by settlers. But he is not the only buyer. The Governor Baihu has more cash in his hands. Although he will not buy it at a high price, he can definitely pay immediately and never be slow. How about Bjorn? Raise the purchase price a little and pay as much as possible to avoid your own tribe's fields being taken away by others. Even the other landlords of his family are the worst competitors.

The merger of the land of the Melalen tribe has entered an active period, and the big nobles are not taking it by chance, but they will not let the farmland be abandoned. They have a lot of slaves in their hands. These tool people operate curved ploughs imported from Russia. With the improvement of agricultural technology, they are facing larger-scale farmland. Bjorn has spontaneously implemented large-scale farms, which objectively improves agricultural output. increase, the price of food will inevitably fall.

Oversupply will cause prices to plummet. Bjorn is not a traditional businessman. He is even less aware of the truth that many businessmen cannot understand. Besides, all the nobles are now selling grain! Bjorn was nervous.

"Ah! Fortunately, Rurik is here. I can organize the nobles to chat with him about anything."

Bjorn wanted to take the opportunity to talk to Rurik, and Rurik also wanted to chat with him. The two sides hit it off. With Bjorn's messenger visiting the Governor's Palace in person, the meeting of the Swedish nobles was confirmed.

It would take some time for the distant nobles to reach Stockholm by boat, but Bjorn was given a chance to negotiate on his own before that.

The sailors in the felt triangular hats, in their new status as naval soldiers, were Rurik's nurses.

The white fox brought his own heavy armored bodyguards and escorted the king and his wife to visit Duke Melaron in a high-profile manner.

They do it deliberately with a lot of fanfare, and even the navy keeps beating the snare drum just to get noticed.

Many flags fluttered in the cold wind, and the feathers on the soldiers' heads trembled violently. Today's autumn weather is bright and sunny, making this colorful team invaluable.

The ordinary Melalens, dressed in taupe sackcloth and leather, scrambled to admire the demeanor of King Rurik.

The noise from the outdoors reached Bjorn's mansion as far as the public council hall of Mellaron.

The old Melalen market is almost abandoned. There are only a few small traders doing small business here. The straight alleys lead directly to the wine shops of the Rus. Rurik came here to revisit the old place. Standing under the building of the wine shop, he found that as the white fox said, a large-scale expansion was really implemented.

"You made some floats. Very good! Very characteristic of us. In my opinion, you should also use some chalk mud and blue dye to make decorative paintings, and find a way to unearth some whitish stone to make some sculptures. It's just My little advice."

The white fox was flattered, his fat face trembled violently with laughter, and he bowed slightly: "Your Majesty's suggestion is an order. Since you like this style, I will do it soon."

"Ah, since you're so caring, that's fine. To tell the truth, walking past the market streets and alleys, they are still as dilapidated as I remember. You governor did not do well enough, you should make the road straight, and most importantly It's better to pave the road with stone."

"Huh? Well, I'm about to do it."

"Very well, I will demolish and renovate the buildings on both sides of the road to make the appearance uniform. I will destroy all those ancient adobe longhouses and replace them with pure wood structures. You should go to the capital and take a good look. What is prosperity."

Rurik didn't mean to be bossy, he pinched his waist and pointed, purely because what he saw was regrettable. He knows that this is actually the territory of the Melalen tribe, and most of the sites on both sides of the streets belong to someone precisely. Is it a problem to spend some money as compensation to force their demolition? Do not. This semi-derelict old commercial street should be integrated into the new market system.

The king is to let the Rus's power penetrate into the soil like a root system. It is best for the large and small buildings in the largest settlement of Melalen, and an increasing proportion will become the property of the Governor's Palace, or the property of Ross.

It would be stupid not to guard against the abdication of King Bjorn of Sweden! A person who used to be a king, to put it bluntly, his existence is a threat to the kingship of Rus.

Rurik couldn't really kill him, and as the number one noble of the Melalen tribe, this man must still have great prestige. What annoyed him was that yesterday the duke only sent an envoy to visit and announced a date for Bjorn's so-called "noble meeting".

With such an attitude, Rurik agreed with a smile on the surface, but he cursed Bjorn's arrogance in his heart.

That is, the man who is the king feels that he still has the power to convene the noble assembly of all Sweden. The only one who can do this is King Ross! Because King Russ is the real King of Sweden.

Rurik didn't say the rude words, he showed his displeased attitude to the Governor White Fox, and the big white fat man can figure out what to do.

What is arrogance? As a duke, Björn never visited in person, but claimed that he would wait for the king silently in the council chamber of the clan with all twenty landowners of the clan.

"Could it be a fraud? Absolutely not. I have three hundred guards now, and no one dares to make a mistake." Rurik thought silently, anyway, his skills are also very good, the queen and the child are placed in the governor's mansion, out of He dares to let go of any problem.

Baihu reorganized most of his guards and patrolmen and then acted as the king's guard. He himself did not appreciate those armed sailors who were upgraded to real warriors. The ones who can really protect the king are carefully selected by themselves, and even some of them are strong men from burly family members who have been leaders at a very young age and continue to train.

These guards and patrolmen wore masks and leather helmets, and wore standard blue and white rose cloth robes, which wrapped the chainmail inside. They even collectively carried round shields painted with blue patterns on their backs, and arm-length steel swords hung from their waists, all of the same style.

With such a mighty and mighty presence, the onlookers of Melalen not only did not feel dangerous, but instead waved their arms with all their might. Many young people with relatively thin stature hoped that the king would notice them, and then they would do some errand under the king's command.

This is the choice of the people. Their eyes are sharp. Although their family is from Melalen, they cannot make a fortune by living with these landlords. I heard that serving as a soldier for the king has always had wine and meat, and young people with only strength are going to join the Ming Lord. .

Because they have seen it, many of the mail guards in front of them are originally from Melalen, and their lives quickly improved after they were elected by the Fatty Governor. They are all playmates who fished for fish and caught squirrels together when they were children, just because some of the brothers were strong enough and some of them were selected and left to eat and drink spicy food, and other friends wanted to join in envy.

It is precisely this fundamental reason that the Duke of Bjorn has no real authority.

"It's noisy outside, and the king is showing off his strength."

"Is it right for us to sit like this? Maybe it's time to meet the King in person."

"Seeing the king now? For Rurik to see our jokes?"

"I don't want to go anyway. Rurik tricked us into going home last year, and as a result, he moved his troops south to attack Frank. He made a fortune over there, and he just didn't want to share it with us."

"Forget it! Our people have already lost a lot, and if we continue, we can only lose even more. It's obviously our own withdrawal."

"Bah. I think the Russ have lost a lot, they just stick with their teeth. Damn, it makes us look like cowards. It's true that there are no more dead people, and we don't continue to get a lot of money, and there is no glory."

The landowners were chattering, and Duke Bjorn couldn't get a word in at all. He was a duke, but he was not canonized by Rurik. The strength of the landowners present is not absolutely inferior to Bjorn, and there is no need for everyone to let the facts dictate. After all, everyone can easily choke their throats with one sentence: "You retreat with everyone, and we miss the chance to make a fortune again."

Although the Norse language does not have proper nouns to describe "trade surplus" and "trade deficit"~www.mtlnovel.com~ Post-war Melalen nobles can feel that although everyone enjoys the privilege of being free from tribute for ten years, they want to be free from tribute. It is wishful thinking to profit from trade with Rus.

It's fair to say that the Russ offer very good items and pay more to buy them. Of course, everyone can choose not to buy it. The commoners need them to improve their lives, the nobles need them to prove their wealth and wealth, and the goods that everyone can get are cheap, and they come and go like a piece of sawdust stuck in their flesh. Bleeding.

The fact that the power of the Melalen tribe was divided among more than 20 local nobles, Bjorn was never an iron fist, his marriage with the son of the white fox was not for the whole tribe, but everyone said it was for himself. He is weak to the governor, just as weak to the nobles of his own tribe, as long as there is a first compromise, there can be countless times. Although the aristocrats did not have Bjorn, he felt that he could only be a rich man in the future.

For this reason, the title of a duke is a living joke.

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