Above The Sky (Yin Tianshen Yin) Chapter 137: Not a special day

November 25, 768 Terra, PM.

New town.

After two years of construction, the new urban area of ​​Port Harrison has now taken shape. A solid stone bridge spans the endlessly flowing river, reflecting light golden sparkling waves.

Located on the east side of the Ewok River, the large alchemy workshop next to the river-crossing bridge is the center of the city, with white walls and golden eaves, five stories high, and the only one in Harrison Port that is taller than the Viscount's Mansion building.

It is so special, so it has its uses. The thunder guide needle on the top of the alchemy workshop can absorb the abundant thunderstorms in Nanling for its own use. It can recharge the large element cores in the workshop and become the second energy core in the city—— Because of this, the efficiency of metal smelting and casting craftsmen in Port Harrison has almost doubled, and the output of various alchemical materials and inscription facilities has also greatly increased.

Surrounding this large alchemy workshop is a circle of related production facilities, such as the nearest furnace material factory and oil wax workshop, kiln factory and stone masonry workshop.

More peripherally, the paper mill and Viscount Harrison gritted their teeth to build the Institute of Alchemy and Inscriptions, which was said to be a research institute, but in fact it was a small library, which contained some information about alchemy and inscriptions. Basic books, elementary teaching may be enough, but not higher.

In the final analysis, no scholar would come to Port Harrison to conduct his own academic research at the edge of the world.

But in any case, such a research institute must exist, and investment must be increased every year, otherwise, it will be absolutely too late to temporarily build it when it is needed.

Viscount Grant is indeed a long-sighted, determined and persevering nobleman who is willing to give and not indulge in non-female pleasures. The only disadvantage may be that male **** is not too taboo, and the tax is not low.

As for the further periphery, there are large weaving workshops, mills and sawmills that can use the surging water of the Ewok River, as well as an expensive outer city reservoir.

Although Harrison Port is located by the river and the sea, it is difficult to obtain clean water resources that meet the needs of alchemy.

Thanks to this large reservoir and the investment of several merchants from the imperial capital, Jill's small winemaking workshop was quickly upgraded to a medium-sized winery, and a public bathhouse was built as a result.

As for the other livelihood facilities that should have been built long ago, it is entirely because Harrison Port has been competing with the natives for the control of the Ewok River in the past few decades. Build mills and sawmills that can be destroyed at any time.

If the riverside city does not build water conservancy facilities, the loss of productivity is really high. No wonder that after defeating the natives, the first thing Viscount Grant thought of was to build a new city to make up for these facilities.

Two years is not a long time, and all these facilities have not been completed. For example, the furnace material factory and the stone masonry workshop have just completed a skeleton, and the bathhouse has just been completed. It is estimated that it will take more time to put it into use. Wait two weeks.

But no matter how you say it, the life of the residents of Port Harrison is getting better and better—there are even rumors that the old city in the east of the city, which has not many people, will start to be rebuilt, and it will become a new market area. A theater and public clinic will be built there.

If all of this is true, then Viscount Grant can proudly declare that everything that his father promised to all the immigrants from the empire, "a port located on the edge of the world, but with living conditions comparable to the cities in the heart of the empire", will be fulfilled. It's in his hands!

A small building next to the blacksmith shop and paper mill.

White room groceries

A young man of Bai Zhimin wearing a white robe slowly walked out of the door of the shop and looked around.

He was wearing a short black hood and his long white hair was braided into a simple braid. The sun shone on him and the house through the thin clouds, bringing the heat of late autumn.

For Nanling, the four seasons are not distinct. Even in the coldest winter, there is no way to keep the temperature below 10 degrees, and it is usually maintained between 15 and 20 degrees. The cold current is surging down, but it can also make the temperature around the mountains close to zero.

"It seems that there are no customers."

Whispering to himself, Ian is not surprised, after all, who has nothing to do to buy groceries in a remote corner of the new city? The ones who really came were all major customers who had been introduced and asked him to use psychic powers for identification.

Clients like this obviously don't come every day. Rather, how many strange objects can you get in a week if you have to use psychic powers and professional identification to be at ease.

After confirming that there were no guests, the boy turned around, prepared to clean up, and then went home.

The Valley

The shop sells some things for daily use, such as herbs for detoxification and summer heat, wooden barrels, clay pots, long ropes and fine nets, and occasionally some gadgets made by Ian himself, such as Talk about some cheap alchemy substrates and raw materials without qualification certification, as well as theoretically waterproof underwater glasses.

In addition to the big customers identified, there are also some craftsmen who want to practice alchemy and will come here to purchase materials. Although Ian's private materials do not meet the specifications, the quality is stable. The only drawback is that the quantity is not large enough.

It is not these shelves that need to be tidied up. Naturally, people from the city hall will come to tidy up. Ian walked directly to the second floor.

There are no partitions or walls on the second floor. Except for a few load-bearing columns, everything is transparent. Several rows of wooden boards are nailed to the walls on the four sides, and rows of bottles and jars are fixed on them with wooden frames.

Inside the clean glass bottle are colorful and various catalytic substrates and alchemy materials, as well as some basic finished products.

In the center of the room is a large workbench.

Although there are only a few books and notes on the workbench, as well as some simple purification and synthesis instruments, it is far inferior to the workbenches of real alchemists who are full of expensive instruments such as vacuum distillation apparatuses and metal pulverizers.

But that's an attitude.

A Port Harrison will go to great lengths to cultivate the attitude of a true alchemist of his own.

In Viscount Grant's cognition, Ian's psychic power can detect the weakness of the mountain master, and can also help the young man to clearly observe the various details of the alchemy process - when Elder Purdue took Ian to show the young man After the double talent of psionic alchemy, which is 'just watch it once, you can completely reproduce the alchemy process', the noble lord hardly hesitated, and directly decided to train Ian.

The research library in Harrison Port is completely open to him, and he can borrow and copy freely, and the alchemy workshop is also completely provided for him to visit freely.

As a price, Ian will serve Port Harrison for fifteen years after becoming an official alchemist, and at the same time become an appraiser under Viscount Grant.

The current Viscount Grant, because of the rapid development of Harrison Port, has a greater 'capacity' for all kinds of talents.

The development and growth of Bai Zhimin is also his growth.

The sun is setting.

The cool wind in the dry season in autumn and winter blows into the room from the window. After Ian sorted out his books and notes, he looked up at the cloud scene outside the window—a place where the sea and the sky meet in the distance, a towering cloud mountain stands on the zenith, and the setting sun The brilliance covered its top layer with a layer of golden yellow.

"No rain, no storm is good weather."

Nodding slightly, Ian closed the window.

He went downstairs, closed and locked the shop door, and then went home.

No one would be blind to burglary in the new city where city guards patrol from time to time, especially the gallows next to the stone bridge. Although there are few people hanging around there, it can be regarded as a deterrent.

Generally speaking, there is no special news today.

The fleet has not returned yet, and the hunters and herb gatherers have not dug in the mountains. What precious things have been hunted, and there is no big news. The greatest joy in the past week is that an adventurer from other places was killed Ling local fish bites the lower body.

He insisted that it was an accident after entering the water, a mistake made by being too young, but who would not know what he did.

No, for Ian, today is still a slightly special day.

Because, he just completed the first potion that he completed independently.

The potion of 'True Form of the Wavesinger'.