Rise of Rurik

Gould's family greeted the hired porters, who kept unloading the goods they put on.

There were a lot of wooden boxes piled up in the cabin, and the boxes were nailed to death. The cargo inside is very heavy, and the porter has no way of knowing what the cargo is, but he can always smell the smell of sulfur wafting out of nowhere.

The other shipment was much more pleasing, because it was a lot of tanned deer hides, and the quantity was quite large.

There are many other furs, some of which are rare.

The porter carried the wealthiest Gould, and sold his physical strength for a silver coin. It seems that the sale of a silver coin is very popular, but they also know that the lowest price for a bundle of deerskins on their shoulders is three silver coins.

Because all the leather here has been processed, the deerskin is a blanket, and after some tailoring, it can be quickly made into a leather coat.

Or pulling, or carrying, a large amount of valuable materials in their own hands, it is impossible to say that there is no greed. But the workers did not dare to be greedy for ink, because the sword-wielding warriors that Gould raised were overseers, and they would be beaten for greed.

These farmer cameo porters, on a firm footing, kept moving Gould's darlings into the mansion.

Mansion? Is it really a mansion?

For a wealthy family like Gould, his home is not overly luxurious, or rather rudimentary. The humbleness also reveals solemnity, because most of the longhouses are old mansions.

In the corner of the Unkrath tribal settlement, there is an area enclosed by a tall wooden wall.

This fence is unusual!

It is not a simple wall, it is more like a wooden city wall.

The thick pine wood is deeply rooted in the ground, and countless pine trees form the wooden walls, which are tied with iron nails and hemp ropes. Scaffolding was erected behind the wooden walls, and there were two wooden towers at the only gate.

In fact, there is a small hidden door on the wall. Usually, this small door is hidden by pine branches and dead branches. It is the escape channel for the Gould family in times of crisis.

Is it really dangerous? It didn't exist for decades.

When the Gould family lived in this area, it was Gould's father who began to build a wall that could wrap the entire family house, and then when Gould took power, the wall became able to wrap the residences of servants and mercenaries. There was even an empty field within the fence that was well groomed. For a long time, this empty field was the place where the mercenaries gathered and trained. Now, it has naturally become a material unloading field.

Gould not only has a warehouse dedicated to inventory, but also a cellar for hoarding important supplies.

After the goods are returned to the warehouse, all goods must be counted at the unloading yard.

The sky was getting a little darker, and it was unrealistic to say that Gould was not tired.

The fat guy just wanted to drink his hometown mead and meet his kids.

He has already thought about it. After returning home, he will recuperate for a few days.

During the period, he instructed his subordinates to rectify the supplies, and then organized a fleet to go straight to the Melalen market to connect with the eldest son's family.

The situation has changed slightly in a beneficial way.

For the money, Gould really won't sell anything except his own family. Of course, the premise is that the buyer has enough money.

The sulphur-smelling chests have always been a source of interest to the Gould family.

"Mom, Dad, didn't they come back with a pile of sulfur?"

"No one knows what your father got back, but it must be a good thing." Gould's fifth wife supported the cute little head of his husky son.

Others, they are also talking about strange boxes.

The three older brothers got together and wondered if the father had really brought back the brimstone.

The boys of the family naturally have to take on the life mission of expanding the business routes for the family when they grow up.

As for the daughters, their task is probably to get married when they grow up.

Gould has two daughters, but he doesn't think much about his daughters. If he met a trustworthy business partner, or needed to complete a major trade, he would betroth his daughter out.

Just as the four boys continued to speculate and discuss, Gould returned with a mighty noble person.

Those mercenaries, even those holding short spears on the wooden scaffolding and wooden towers, stood solemnly and bowed their heads gently to salute their gold master.

As for the porters who have finished moving the goods, they have no right to enter the big merchant's house on weekdays.

When they saw the well-dressed big businessman coming, they first greeted them happily, and the tribal chief Ankras, who they saw, also came, and they stayed where they were.

Gould noticed them and immediately threw a bag of money to Yevro: "Yavlo, give them the money, one for each."

"As your lord. But the rest of the money..."

"If you can't finish it, keep it for yourself."

"Yes! Thank you sir." After that, Yevluo went off to work with a smile.

Gould was in a very good mood. After a face-to-face meeting with his family, he was delighted to see his empty field, where the goods had piled up into hills.

He twisted his plump body, stretched out his arms proudly, and looked at the merchants and leaders: "You see, they are all things from the Rus. Now, please allow me to introduce you to a treasure."

After all, Gould instructed the two mercenary subordinates to use the blade of the axe in the waist to keep the nailed wooden board away.

For a moment, those businessmen who stretched their heads to find out were completely attracted by the yellow-white lumps in the box.

After a brief introduction, the onlookers had the most basic understanding.

In fact, everyone knows that sulfur is a good thing. Many people are bothered by lice and fleas, and the bites of the parasites are unbearably itchy, but a rubbing with ground sulphur powder usually has good results.

Well now, Gould specifically announced that this is a baby that can remove the deepest dirt from the body, including the hair and the fleas and lice in the clothes. He spoke in hype, as if a bar of sulphur soap could cure all ills.

As for the price, one piece is twenty silver coins. Gould killed the price in one bite. He was afraid that if he set the price low, his peers would frantically buy it, and then ship it to the Melaron Market to make a profit. Twenty silver coins a piece, which he promised to sell anywhere, to anyone, at that price.

Only the purchase price, Gould will not tell anyone, this thing only costs three silver coins.

Ungriff, he didn't really believe Gould's words, and the only thing that could prove miraculous was the field test.

Ungriff shoved his hands into the dirt so that the crevices of his fingers were filled with dirt. He even made a bold statement that if he even cleaned the dirt in his fingernails, he would buy at least ten dollars.

As a result, the great leader, Ungriff, became the first Anglath tribe to use soap.

His hands were washed clean, and the skin on his hands could be sizzling when rubbed, especially between his nails. Ungriff never thought that his nails could be so clean.

In a sense, what Gould is doing now is a trade show.

Up to 1,200 pieces of various soaps were shipped, and Goodell was marked with a clear price. Twenty silver coins were added with sulfur, and ten were not added.

On the issue of pricing, Gould was afraid to let go because it was the first sale. Those who pursue cost-effectiveness will buy ordinary dark brown soap, and those who pursue luxury will buy golden yellow sulfur soap.

He especially understands a reality, that is, the wealthy households in the south always do not seek the best but the most expensive when they buy things. Because in this day and age, basically the best is also the most expensive. Powerful people need to show their strong economic power to their clansmen and potential competitors through consumption.

Because of the strong economic strength, it means that this person can spend money to recruit a lot of temporary mercenaries!

Gould's wealth is enough for him to pay "military pay" to five hundred people and work for himself for a year and a half. In terms of weapons and equipment, mercenaries need to raise their own.

Gould was delighted to sell a well-crafted steel sword for the terrifying high price of two thousand silver coins. When he was sailing, he had a plan to equip his guards with the best swords!

As for private armed forces, the number should not be large, so that it is convenient for one's own management. At the same time these guys must each have the ability to hit ten, and some of the best weapons are enough for them to do that.

To that end, Gould doesn't feel he can do it with his existing financial resources.

Even for the sake of his future strength, stepping on the Rus' warship is a shortcut to success.

Even at the price of one twenty silver coins, Gould still sold two hundred of all the sulphur soaps, and the four thousand silver coins all flowed into his own treasury on this day and night.

Among them, Ungriff, who was shocked by the strong spirit, bought 20 yuan alone! For the rest of the merchants, some bought ten yuan, and some bought a few yuan.

Gould is in a good mood. Only a dozen of them bought such a thing, which only means that they want to use it themselves.

In addition to the money from selling swords before, when the idle people and others dispersed, Gould, sitting in his spacious and bright long house, held a burlap sack with sixty pounds of silver coins, facing his family, feeling in a good mood. So unhappy.

"My lord, this is not much money? We made so much in one day today?!" Gould's eldest wife was both excited and nervous.

"Why, are you still afraid of making more money?!"

"No, I am not……"

"My sister. Is it bad to have more money? Isn't most of the money your son's?" His second wife was a bit mean, which just showed the fact that Gould's great Part of the wealth will eventually be inherited by the eldest son.

Gould's eldest wife is the first wife, although she is old and fading, because she is the mother of the eldest son, in this family, Gould still relies on her very much.

As for the second wife, this woman was the daughter of Gould's young trading partner, and the marriage was only for the Nabi business.

As for the remaining three women, without exception, they are all ex-slaves, and they are the young women who came from out of nowhere that Gould "rescued" when he was sweeping goods at the Mellaren market. Because of their humble status, they were able to sit and watch the bickering between the two women, and secretly hope that the husband would give them and their children a little more money.

The eldest wife could hear the barb in her words, so she retorted: "Could it be that your son will be missing from the family property? Your son has reached the age of marriage, and the adults will give him a piece of the family property."

"Is that enough?" The second wife immediately turned to look at her husband and said solemnly, "Sir, my son will definitely give birth to a grandson for you. Then..."

"You all shut up!" Gould scolded pretending to be angry, and then laughed while holding the purse.

The family sat around the longhouse, each on a comfortable leather cushion, facing the brazier in the middle, watching the bickering between the two old women.

Gould actually knew that, although the two wives would always quarrel over their wealth, that was the case for now.

Sons, they didn't despise each other because of their respective motherhood. They are brothers of each other, although the age difference is slightly larger, they are also friends who have played together since childhood.

The sons are quite united, but their mothers are always jealous, and that's why Gould is simply too lazy to pay attention to them, so he is happy to stay in the distant Roseburg for a long time.

Now, times are changing.

In fact, sometimes seeing his wives quarrel, Gould also has a kind of inexplicable fun.

Because in Roseburg, the two personal female slaves around them are two cowardly cats who have always been at the mercy of themselves, allowing themselves to do anything without even the slightest intention to resist. Over time, life has become a bit boring.

Gould didn't mind letting these two Britton women become his sixth and seventh sons, and he had better give birth to sixth and seventh sons.

He coughed twice and ordered everyone to be quiet.

Gould looked around, at the faces of all the family members, including his two daughters, whom he didn't take very seriously.

"Now, except for the family of Snow Leva (the eldest son, whose name means White Fox), you are all here. Now, I want to announce a big event to you!"

"Tell me, my lord. Not at all, you want Snowlevita..." The eldest wife was in a bad mood. Now that the husband suddenly mentioned his son's name, the situation changed again. Her eyes couldn't help but glance at the second child who was bickering with her, and there was no lack of pride in her expression.

Gould shook his head and joked: "You are already discussing, if I am gone, who will share the wealth? It's ridiculous! I prayed with God, God will give me at least 20 years of life, my life will be Very long."

Of course, his wives didn't believe what he said. god? Even if God exists, how can he take care of his own family? To favor, that is to favor a noble leader like Ungriff.

Gould held the purse and continued to announce: "I have decided that this year, we will move."

"What? Moving?" The eldest wife was taken aback: "Wouldn't it be moving to Melalen? With our Snowreva?"

"No! It's Roseburg, who moved to the Rus."

As soon as this statement came out, no one questioned it.

"It seems that I didn't make it clear?" Gould said loudly: "It's Rosburg! The home of the Roths! I've decided that I'm not a winter guest in the future, I'm going to move my house. I'll take my money. All shipped, and you! Come with me too."

"Sir, are you serious?" The eldest wife's eyes were full of doubts about this move.

"Why, are you doubting me?" Gould asked displeased.

"I'm just... I'm a little suspicious of the Russ. Even if they're allies, they're not our Onkrath."

"This is not something that women like you need to worry about. I am the owner of wealth, and where I want to move my family is also my business." Of course, moving house is also a big deal for tribes who like to immigrate. Now, for the Ankras who have settled down and are actively becoming a farming nation, moving is definitely a huge risk.

Gould thought, he couldn't be too arbitrary. Sitting on a leather cushion, he immediately introduced his family to the customs of Roseburg. For the sons, Gould introduced the business value of the North, and even a great man of wonder.

"To tell you the truth, the only child of the great leader of the Rus people I know, the child named Rurik, this child has indeed been favored by God. Just like those yellow upas, it is Rurik's creation. I've shipped a staggering amount of upas, and I'll take them to Melaron Market and sell them all, and we'll make at least a hundred and fifty pounds of silver! You see, I've got sixty pounds here, boy! Hey, I'm old, can you five brothers control this family business? I'm going to find you a new backer! That's the Rus people. I've already made friends with that Rurik, in the future, you guys Inherit the family business, and Rurik inherits the Roth clan. You are each other's friends, and our wealth is safe."

Whether the children understood or not, Gould made up his mind.

And he also made it very clear about the time limit for the move, that is, when the fleet sailed north this fall, the whole family immigrated to Roseburg. As for the home in the homeland, it will continue to exist, that is, the status can only be reduced to a warehouse, and I will send a few people to stay and watch the scene.

He felt that his explanations were enough, and his family had no room for refutation. Everyone, especially the sons who had high hopes, had to accept a reality. That is to say, the future "Gould of Unkrath" will become "Gould of Ross", and the family identity will be changed, and they will all become Russ.

Gould, tired, stood up and said nothing to his family.

Regarding the supervision of moving the goods to the warehouse, the movers became their own mercenaries, and the supervisors were their sons.

Gould just wanted to get a good night's sleep, and before that, he couldn't wait to order his servants to boil a few pots of hot water. In the end, he dragged his plump body and jumped into the wooden tub for the bath. The clear water was also dissolved into gray-white by the sulfur soap.

He ordered the two close-fitting Breton women to wipe their hair and the muddy mud from their bodies with a rough sackcloth. After receiving the promise of upgrading their status by giving birth to a boy, their service became more and more diligent.

The joyful enjoyment allows Gould to ignore some of the troubles of life for the time being. As for tomorrow, there are still days to come...

He couldn't help closing his eyes while soaking in the wooden barrel, and suddenly a thought came to his mind.

"Ah! I'm afraid that in ten days and twenty days, the news of the Rus' attack on the Gotland will reach me. Rus, I hope you can win the battle. I hope. Your victory will not interfere with Mela. Lun Market."