Chapter 1130 The Prosperous Xishan Port, Growing Rice and Beans
"O Lord God! The red top of the mountain, the brass-colored rocks, the sparse vegetation...this is the Big Iron Mountain full of iron ore!"
"Ah? Master Shaman is right!... This evil mountain is very long from east to west, from south to north! At the foot of the mountain in the east, there are several bubbling poisonous springs... Nuo! Then It’s the one that shines a light yellow!…”
The "Big Iron Mountain" in Death Valley is located beside a small bitter lake. This evil mountain where the legendary evil snake lives is only a few hundred meters high, but the mountain stretches very long, like a coiled snake.
When everyone walked into the mountains, there were very few vegetation, birds and animals, and the smell of death and sulfur was everywhere. From the foot of the mountain to halfway up the mountain, there are large areas of exposed pale brass-colored rock, exactly the same as the pyrite smelted before. As we climbed to the top of the mountain, we saw large and small red stones, some even tens of meters long!
"Dang! Dang!..."
Mickey the Knowledgeable pulled out his copper ax and struck the red stone on the top of the mountain twice, and heard the "clang" sound of the metal colliding. He groped carefully for a while, then tasted the red stone powder, which had a faint smell of blood, and then confirmed excitedly.
"The Lord God testifies! The top of this mountain is made of red iron ore, just like the iron ore in Black Rock Mountain! And the brass-colored ore in the entire mountain is all that kind of pyrite! ... Praise the Lord God! This is a mountain that has never been seen before. The biggest iron mountain that ever existed!…”
"Ah! Praise the Lord God, this is really an iron mountain! Such a big and long iron mountain!"
After confirming the existence of Tieshan, the priest of Xifeng became excited and praised piously. He even knelt down and kissed the top of the barren Iron Mountain. At this moment, he felt the faint taste of rust on his lips, as if he was drinking blood wine given by the gods. It was a taste full of vitality and the future!
"God bless you! With such a big iron mountain, we can smelt tens of thousands of iron and make tens of thousands of iron tools!..."
"That's right! That's right! This big iron mountain on the west coast is far better than the kingdom's Black Rock Mountain iron mine in terms of scale and quality! ... As long as this big iron mountain can be mined, all the settlements in the north of the kingdom, The plateaus of the Kingdom and the Alliance, and even the entire known world, can use cheap and abundant iron tools!... Praise the Lord God!..."
The priests of the two kingdoms prayed excitedly and sang hymns of the plateau. The energy of pure joy was like two young children getting the gift they dreamed of. The surrounding kingdom warriors and tribesmen also showed bright smiles. Although they could not understand the joy of the two priests, they also celebrated together.
"Praise the supreme God! Give us the huge iron mountain!..."
"Bless the great god of corn! Drive away the evil snakes in the mountains!..."
Songs of devout prayers echoed in the barren mountains. The towering Great White Mountains in the north are shining with pure white holy light, reflecting the Iron Mountains in the south.
In fact, this narrow mountain range that reflects the Shastan volcano was formed by ancient volcanic movements and was also called the "Iron Mountain" in later generations. It has more than 40 million tons of iron sulfide ore belt. It is the largest sulfide mine in North America. It has always been famous for its serious pollution and pH-3.6!
Because in later generations, the iron sulfide ore in this Tieshan ore belt was not used for iron smelting, but was used to produce a more valuable and rare chemical raw material: sulfuric acid!
"Well, from Huwan Port to the east, to the end of the long river, and over two hills, there is the big red-topped Iron Mountain!... We need to arrange manpower as soon as possible to establish a mining camp in this area. It is about four to five hundred miles away distance, it is best to find a waterway that is convenient for transportation!…”
After praying, Mickey the Knowledgeable took out a pen and paper and carefully recorded the location and features of Big Iron Mountain. And a faint doubt flashed through his mind.
"Strange! Why is the top of this big iron mountain made of red red iron ore, but from the top down there is only light yellow pyrite?... What is the difference between red iron and yellow iron?..."
The setting sun sets in the west and falls on the red and yellow iron mountains, as if coated with a layer of shining paint. The same golden light was also floating in the kingdom's Xishan Port, seven hundred miles to the south.
The warrior captain Shi Jian stepped off the Zheyang ship and boarded the prosperous Xishan port. And in his sight, there were five long boats and more than a hundred fishing canoes, all loaded with catches, returning from the bay where fish gathered with floating golden light.
"God bless you! Captain Shi Jian, look! In Xishan Port of the Kingdom, there are 400 shacks, more than 2,000 tribal people, and 4,000 acres of farmland! In those cellars with leather roofs, there are enough people for 2,000 people. Eat a year’s worth of food reserves!…
With a confident smile on his face, Priest Ke Yuan looked around the sparkling harbor and introduced the campsite at the harbor. Thousands of Miwok tribesmen are busy between fishing boats and ports. The vast expanse of farmland stretches along the creek in the southeast, where lush corn, beans, pumpkins and potatoes grow.
"Look at this coast! It's the only shipyard on the west coast and a small kiln for smelting bronze! ... Look at the hill to the east! The epigraphic temple of the main god is built with regular stones, shining with flowing water. The golden light...is all gold ore mined from the mountains to the east!...Looking at the small island to the west, it is the open-air market where we trade with the Miwok tribe. Those canoes, large and small, are all rice that comes to trade. The Walkers, the furthest ones come from four to five hundred miles away!”
"Praise the Lord God! What a vast and spectacular bay, what a rich and beautiful port! This is the center of the five thousand miles of west coast!..."
The warrior captain Shi Jian's face was full of joy, and he looked at the camp in Xishan Port greedily, as if he wanted to remember everything in his heart. Those fishing boats and farmland symbolize the busy and harvesting September. The shipyard, bronze kiln, temple of the main god, and open-air market in the camp represent the prosperity and growth of the port! …
After a while, Shi Jian took a long breath of satisfaction, looked at the priest Ke Yuan who was in charge of the port, and relayed the arrangements left by Mickey.
"Witness the Lord God! Dear Priest Ke Yuan, you have done a great job! ... This sea ship was captured by the Chief Priest Zuwaro from the Xihai tribe and sent back from thousands of miles away. Many people on board the ship came from Master craftsmen of the Xihai Tribe!…”
"Chief Priest Mikey is now in the northern Huwan Port, looking for a large iron mountain that may exist! And I first brought a sea ship over and repaired it at the shipyard... It will be about a month before Chief Priest Mikey will take the long-distance ship. Come ship!”
"By the way, God bless you! We also brought back four new crops from the Xihai tribe! What are they called 'rice', 'millet', 'soybean', 'pea'... Chief Priest Ke Yuan, you have enough manpower here and the climate is year-round. It is warm, has abundant rainfall, and has fresh water rivers... According to the experience of the Xihai tribe, it is very suitable for planting these new crops... It just so happens that the sea ship will stay here for a month, and the Xihai tribe has nothing to do... These new crops are here In Xishan Port, let’s plant it first and take a look!”
"Oh! Four new crops from the West Sea, 'rice' and 'beans'? Just like the cassava from the East Sea?..."
Hearing this, Priest Ke Yuan's eyes flashed. He looked at the Japanese and Korean prisoners on the ship with great interest, then looked at the bags of strange seeds unloaded from the ship, and smelled the fragrance of rice and beans that he had never smelled before. A moment later, he stood under the sunset at the harbor, pointed at the lush farmland to the east of the camp, and said with a confident smile.
"Praise the Lord God! The water and soil here are very good, and it is a good place for farming! ... Since there are new seeds from the Western Sea, let's plant them first and take a look!"