Chapter 1422 The Flowing Golden Sea Road, a "Big Plan"!

"Ahem! Generous Golden Chief, you don't have to be like this, you don't have to be so enthusiastic..."

"Ah? This mountain tiger warrior! Ugh!..."

The river surges and flows into the Ezo Sea. The clear river surface reflects the golden light, and also reflects a majestic tiger warrior and a businessman bending down by the iron tower. The two monk soldiers wanted to step forward to protect them, but they were punched and kicked by the tiger warriors and knocked to the ground.

"Buddha! Stop it, stop it! ...Ahem!"

Morinoqing coughed and tried hard to remove the five kilograms of gold that was bending his neck. He raised his head in awe and glanced at the tall and majestic tiger slave. That kind of huge pressure brought him instinctive uneasiness and fear. Then, he shook his head with a wry smile, looked at the "ferocious Shantao Chief", and sighed.

"Dear Golden Chief! I already know how powerful your department is, so there is no need to demonstrate to me anymore..."

"God bless you! Kazuto's big businessman, I have a lot of gold here, but I only trade with friends!... I know that you businessmen are very quick-thinking, like foxes... But no matter where you are in Kyoto, behind the scenes How powerful you are...you have to abide by my rules in this cold and icy north!"

"I understand...Buddha witnessed it! Golden Chief, we are friends now, real good friends! I respect you very much, you are my best trading partner!..."

"I hope so!"

Zuvalo was expressionless and said a few words. Then, he waved his hand and asked the tiger slave to retreat, and looked at the group of craftsmen again.

“Keep trading! My friend!…”

"Hi!…"

Soon, two more senior craftsmen came forward and formed a pair, a man and a woman. A tall, strong man named "Aso Kaida" was a good hand at growing hemp and weaving. The short and thin woman is called "Original Yui", which sounds like a person who is capable of "weaving, dyeing and knotting cloth".

"Are you a linen weaver? What is linen?"

"Uh!... Hemp is... a straight, tall, thin grass... the stems can be pulled out to weave cloth... the hemp seeds can be pressed into oil, which is unpleasant to eat, but very cheap..."

Chief Shantao's first question almost stumped Aso Kaida. He hesitated for a few words, then fumbled around and took out a handful of "hemp seeds" from the bag and showed it to Zuvalo.

"Look! This is...the seed of hemp!..."

"Hey! It's a bit like a peanut in the shell, but a little smaller..."

Zuvalo's eyes widened and he looked at the "hemp seeds" he hadn't seen for a while. There is no doubt that in East and South Asia in this era, hemp and ramie were grown. In the Near East and Europe, flax is mainly grown. And these tiny hemp seeds in front of you have provided the most important textile raw materials in East Asia for thousands of years. From the Xia, Shang and Zhou dynasties to the Yuan and Ming dynasties, linen was the most common textile in the Chinese cultural circle!

"Hmm... do you have an apprentice? Farmers are the poorest and the poorest, so there are no apprentices at all? Okay, just put this seed away and go to the boat!..."

Zuwaro waved his hand, and a warrior from the kingdom came over and took Aso Kaida away. Although he didn't know how good this guy's "hemp growing skills" were, for the sake of getting a new crop from the West Sea Continent, the money was worth it!

"Witness the Lord God! Are you a weaver and dyer? Well... can you weave colorful patterns and dye colorful cloth?..."

As the only female senior craftsman, Yui Oriome was timid, her voice was small, and her whole body trembled when she spoke. She painted her face gray, probably to protect herself. In fact, the surrounding tribal warriors had no idea about such a thin and flat woman.

"Sir... Your Majesty. I can weave 'Omi cloth', and I'm best at 'Torrent indigo dyeing'... This... this is the strip of cloth I weave and dye..."

As she spoke, Oriome Yui took off a tie from her bun, then held it in her hands and unfolded it. The tie has extremely fine warp and weft yarns, which are very soft, but it still maintains the toughness of linen. A faint blue cloud pattern extended along the lace, and in Zuvalo's eyes, it looked like a slender and agile "cloud snake".

"Ah! This craftsmanship!...It's almost the same as those two silk clothes!...Did you really weave and dye it?..."

"Yes!...I dyed it..."

Oriome Yui's knees felt weak and her face turned red, as if she was about to cry. She was an outstanding weaver at Omi Obo. She was able to weave Omi cloth that was "as light as a feather and as soft as the wind", and her skills were truly exquisite.

Based on the high price of Omi cloth, even if you just give a little to the weavers, it will be more than ten dan a year, which can feed a large family! In fact, these weavers and craftsmen are the most important wealth of the shop owner. Although they have no personal freedom, as long as they work hard, they will have enough food and clothing. Until, on that terrible bloody night, the ferocious shogunate army attacked and burned the entire castle town to ashes...

"Hmm... Do I look very vicious? Why did this female weaver tremble like a rabbit when she saw me?..."

Zuvalo was puzzled. It was the first time that his face failed in front of a woman. It can only be said that the name "Chief Shantao" is too intimidating in the eyes of the farming tribes in the south... But it doesn't matter, as long as you have real skills!

"Do you have any apprentices? Oh, they are all dead? Then when you return to the tribe, you can accept a few more female apprentices! ... Such a delicate job, and tribal women with rough hands and feet may not be easy to learn... It is better to learn from Ayi Find some from the Nu tribe! ...By the way, you also have to learn how to weave cotton! ..."

"Tiger slave, give me money!..."

"Pa!..."

The last master craftsman who came forward, although he looked frightened, was dressed neatly and his skin was much whiter. He actually has an official name, "Kawasaki Ginzo".

"Buddha has mercy! This one is an outstanding silversmith from Gyeonggi Province. He can make all kinds of exquisite silver jewelry... He can also make gold, and his hands are very skillful!"

Morino Kiyoshi smiled, closed the folding fan in his hand, and gently tapped Kawasaki Ginzo's forehead. The other party's face instantly turned pale, and his eyes showed fear and hidden hatred.

In this era, gold and silversmiths who have access to precious metals have never been a low-end industry! Their status in society is even higher than that of many low-level warriors. Because the customers they deal with on a daily basis, who can make gold and silver utensils, often have a good background. Not to mention, in this industry, even if there is no adulteration and just a few scraps, you can make a lot of money!

"What a pity! This outstanding gold and silver craftsman found refuge in Todaiji Temple in Nara. The Kegon Sect of Todaiji Temple has always been at odds with our Tendai Sect. Last year, a fight broke out between hundreds of monks and soldiers... This great silversmith from Gyeonggi Province is really He was not protected by the Buddha. He was robbed and kidnapped by the monk soldiers of our sect. It is not good for him to appear in front of others. It will damage the reputation of our temple..."

"Dear Golden Chief, this man is a rare gold and silver craftsman. He is especially famous for his expertise in making silver teapots and silver incense burners! Although he is still far from a master craftsman, he is a real craftsman. The money tree of the future! Just like the gold charm in your hand, the workmanship is too crude, and the value can be greatly increased with a little fine carving..."

"So, this gold and silver craftsman needs at least twice as much, ten gold talismans!..."

"Huh? A conflict between the two Kazuto temples? Send troops to plunder each other?...So, this gold and silver craftsman has an unusual background. Maybe he knows a lot about Kazuto's internal affairs?..."

Zuvalo looked at the gray-faced Kawasaki Ginzo with sharp eyes, pondered for a while, and nodded.

"Tiger slave! Give him ten gold talismans!..."

"Pah! Pah!..."

After the shipwright's transaction was completed, both Zuvaro and Morino Kiyoshi showed satisfied smiles on their faces. Needless to say, Zuvalo was satisfied. These senior craftsmen all mastered outstanding skills that the kingdom had never seen before, or even seen before.

As long as the skills of the West Sea Continent are passed back to the kingdom with these craftsmen, the technical level of the Kingdom of the Lake, the Mexica Alliance, and even the entire Central American world will skyrocket!

As for Morino Kiyoshi, he had a master craftsman, seven senior craftsmen, plus about forty apprentices' family members as gifts... For just one ship of people, he had exchanged sixty gold talismans, which was enough Sixty pounds of gold!

"Sixty kilograms of gold, 8,000 stones of rice! The generosity and wealth of the Golden Clan is beyond my imagination, like a golden dream!..."

"And for such a huge fortune, how much dividend should be given to the Uyizaki clan?...Half and half? Impossible! The cost for our clan to collect, provide relief, and transport these craftsmen is...well...about 300 or 400 koku of rice ? No! It can’t be calculated like this. The risk to the temple must also be taken into account. Once exposed, the reputation will be damaged..."

"Let me think about it... Then count one-third of the sixty kilograms of gold as the cost and write it down in the account. The rest will be divided equally with the Oyizaki clan and give them a dividend of twenty kilograms of gold! Ah! Twenty pounds of gold! ... Stop and watch! Restrain greed and have a long-term view..."

Morino Kiyoshi did some mental calculations and calculated that the profit for this trip was about 200%, which is a full 20 times! Compared with this hugely profitable "craftsman-gold trade", the previous cattle and horse trade, as well as the later material trade, the 3-4 times profit, seem a bit worth mentioning!

"Buddha! The Shantao tribe is really paying a sky-high price in exchange for these skilled craftsmen! What do they want to do? How deep is their capital?"

"If such profits can be maintained, then opening up the 'trade route' to North Korea... is a matter of course, it is imminent, and the golden light is unlimited!..."

After thinking for a moment, Morino Qing straightened his clothes and saluted Zuwaro again. Zuvalo also smiled sincerely and returned the favor. Then, the two of them spoke almost in unison.

"The Lord God witnesses! I also need another kind of craftsman, a very urgent and important craftsman! I am willing to pay a high price!"

“Buddha’s blessing! I have a ‘trade route’ that can connect me to North Korea and get more and better craftsmen!…”

"Say it!"

"Speak first!"

The two of them paused at the same time and looked at each other with a smile. At the mouth of the Shiribetsu River in Ezo, in the golden light of dusk, the "Chief Shantao" and the "rich businessman of Kyoto" finally "colluded" together. They cherish each other, they whisper intimately, they want to start a "big plan" and create an unprecedented path of craftsmanship flowing with gold! …