king of ros

Chapter 383 Salted Fish Industry
With the pouring of resources, Ivangorod has indeed developed rapidly.

For those poor fishermen, the recruitment of the princes of Moscow is too superior, and they have never been recruited like this.

Soon, thousands of people flocked to Ivangorod, and even entire villages migrated directly there.

Then Gavrila didn't pay attention to this place except for transporting supplies. He was still busy with work, and there was a prince who managed it, so he didn't need to take care of it.

After admiring the sight of Ivangorod for a while, Rostislav stepped into the gate of Ivangorod with his followers.

Gavrila subconsciously began to judge the city's defense level. The gate was covered with iron in advance, which was very difficult to fight. The construction of the city wall was also very particular, and the materials were absolutely solid and intact, and there were several brick towers.

Gavrila also entered the city for the first time, and at the gate of the city, the mayor of Ivangorod appointed by the prince of Moscow, Roman was there to welcome the prince.

Roman was originally a soldier in the Rostislav court, but because his father was a fisherman, he was sent by Rostislav to Ivangorod as mayor.

Roman was very dissatisfied with this at first, but after experiencing some things, his opinion completely changed.

In the personal army of the Prince of Moscow, Roman looked a little thin, and there was a terrible scar on his hand, which showed that this man had fought on the battlefield a lot.

The current romantic temperament gives people the feeling of an old fisherman, just like his father, and Gavrila felt a firm temperament from this man. battle against the storm.

What Gavrila didn't know was that Roman's father had such a story. This Ross soldier, the current mayor of Ivangorod, often told people the story of his ancestors fighting a big fish.

He also said that it was because of his father's struggle that he was favored by the gods and empowered to go forward on the battlefield.

"Roman, is that thing ready?"

Rostislav asked directly, while Roman gave the prince a confident smile and rubbed his left fingers.

"It has been successful, Mr. Rostislav, I have prepared a portion, come and taste it."

Roman waved his hand, and then two strong citizens brought a large wooden barrel, and then, Roman personally pried open the barrel.

Gavrila looked curiously, but he first smelled a pungent smell, subconsciously covered his mouth and nose, the smell was really bad.

Then he saw some pickled salted fish. The mayor of Novgorod was instantly disappointed. He thought it was some treasure.

But Rostislav felt as if he had found a treasure. He picked up a piece of fish and tasted it, with a satisfied expression on his face, as if he was eating some delicacy in the world.

Then the expression on the prince's face was as if he had eaten some peerless delicacy. Gavrila was a little chilled seeing it. He really couldn't figure out why this food was so delicious.

Then Rostislav handed Gavrila a copy, and the mayor of Novgorod had an embarrassed expression on his face.

He didn't like the taste, but since the prince handed it over, he could only swallow it.

"How?" Rostislav immediately asked, his words full of expectation.

Gavrila was even more inexplicable, isn't it just salted fish? With the prince's attitude, he wondered if Rostislav was trying to trick him.

But in the end, after much deliberation, I felt that there could be no problem, so I simply answered directly.

"Lord Rostislav, this is an ordinary salted fish."

"Ordinary salted fish, ordinary salted fish, hahaha, Roman, tell him what it is."

Not only Rostislav, but Roman and his fishermen were laughing, and this made the mayor of Novgorod even more inexplicable, what were they doing.

And inexplicable fire is anger, is this playing him?
Next, Roman explained Gavrila's doubts, "Master Gavrila, this fish was marinated eight months ago, and what you are eating now is eight months ago, and according to our estimation, this fish It can be kept for up to one year."

"impossible!"

Without even thinking about it, this sentence blurted out from the mouth of the mayor of Novgorod, how could something like salted fish be preserved for such a long time, how could something preserved for such a long time be salted fish?
"Ahaha, hahaha, forgive me, Gavrila, it's just that your reaction is so funny. Well, I swear by God and my ancestors, everything he said is true, there is absolutely nothing wrong with it .”

Rostislav continued to speak in that suppressed laughing tone, but the mayor of Novgorod was completely stunned, the salted fish that had been preserved for so long...is this actually true?
"how did you do that?"

Gavrila said in a tone of astonishment that he couldn't believe it was true, but the assurance of the Prince of Moscow was there again.

And Roman didn't hesitate, and directly led everyone to the workshop in the port, where the salted fish were produced.

Then they saw a group of fishermen processing the herring they had caught. They saw that the fishermen cut off the head of the fish with a knife, then cut open the belly of the fish, took out the internal organs, smeared with salt, and finally threw it into Gavrila. into the vat.

Piles of herring entrails tossed aside, the stench was so strong that everyone shunned them, but the fishermen seemed to be doing it all
"This this……"

Gavrila is speechless. The mayor of Novgorod has been appointed for the past few months. He is too clear about what all this means. He can completely beat all the salted fish with current pickling technology to make Novgorod Gorod made a lot of money!

Although he is still converting to Rus, but because he grew up in Novgorod, which has a strong commercial atmosphere, Gavrila has long known from those foreign businessmen that there is a strong demand for salted fish during the fasting period.

There is still a serious gap in this market, because salted fish generally have a pitifully low shelf life, and even these things cannot be obtained in many places.

While Gavrila was agitated by all this, on the other side, Rostislav and Roman were inquiring about many matters about production, learning about the construction of fishery workshops and future export targets.

And when Rostislav turned his head, he found that Gavrila was kneeling in front of him, "Master Rostislav, this technology will definitely make Novgorod stronger. It is really... an unprecedented opportunity. Before our eyes."

If it is said that Gavrila still had some knots in his heart before, then the mayor of Novgorod has been completely convinced at this moment.

Even if the prince does not share this technology with Novgorod, the merchants attracted by these salted fish will drive the city's economy.

Oh, in the latter case, it is impossible, because Gavrila has read all the procedures, but it can also be seen that Rostislav has no intention of hiding anything.

"Don't do this, Lord Gavrila, I'm ashamed. It's just a small contribution, and the development of this industry is very limited by the amount of salt. Even if we start selling, it will take some time for our business to start."

Rostislav said with a smile, and the next sentence made Gavrila even more emotional.

"I still have something for you to do. I want you to promote this technology in all places near the sea in Novgorod, and then bid to buy salted fish from these fishermen. Lord Gavrila, the opportunity to take off is at hand. Let's see if we can catch it."

"Yes! Yes! I'll do it right away!"

Gavrila responded excitedly that he had been working hard to revive Novgorod for so many years.

And now that the opportunity is in front of him, how could he not be excited, but then he was stopped by Rostislav.

"Wait, wait, not now." Rostislav's words unknowingly brought some helplessness, "We still have one thing to discuss."

"Yes, my lord, tell me!"

Gavrila immediately said that the positive attitude made Rostislav a little ashamed.

"It's like this. When our salted fish business has gained an advantage, I plan to use this as capital to establish a trade alliance across the Baltic Sea and the North Sea."

The ambition deep in the heart of the mayor of Novgorod was suddenly touched. Could it be... It seems that Mr. Rostislav thinks farther than him...

"Form an alliance with trading cities as the unit. Members of the alliance can enjoy preferential tariffs, mutual aid in trade, and even attack together... Lord Gavrila, what do you think of the prospect of this idea?"

If it is said that Rostislav was very calm when he said these words, then at Gavrila's place, he was almost about to take off. How could he not understand the meaning contained in the words of Prince of Moscow.

But excitement is excitement, but reason is still there. Then Gavrila forced himself to calm down. After thinking for a while, he found a key.

"The alliance must be feasible. If this alliance is formed, then a super trade alliance will emerge, and we want to occupy a dominant position in it. Lord Rostislav, we need a strong merchant fleet."

"Yes, yes, my friend, you have found the key.

"Rostislav was delighted to hear that, and he thought it was key.

"I have recruited some Russian pirates, but our navy cannot rely on these people. I plan to use Ivangorod as our production center and naval port, and build a large fleet here, so the mayor, Novgorod's support It can't be broken."

"Yes, I will wholeheartedly support the development of Ivangorod, Rostislav, there will be no problems in the future!"

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