When the Saint comes, she does not collect food

Chapter 1135 Wayne Dam
With a shout from Kuvask, many passengers on the ship gathered around, marveling at the magnificent dam in the distance.

Holding onto the wooden railing of the flute-shaped barge, Moloca immediately spotted the gray dam.

This was completely different from the earthen dam he had seen in Orange County earlier this year.

The earthen dams in Orange County are yellowish-gray, like a giant blocking a riverbed with a lump of yellow mud.

The dam in South Mande County before us, however, resembles a huge gray rock lying across the river.

Its walls were so solid that there wasn't a single gap, and large stones were glued together tightly with whitish mortar.

The fierce winds blowing across the mountaintop made it impossible for Morocco to hear the sound of soil falling.

Looking up again, the dam is about 15 meters high and nearly 200 meters long. Horse-drawn carriages can even run on the top of the dam.

Under the starlight, the mighty water surged up, and the huge roar pounded in people's eardrums, making their heads buzz.

Compared to the earthen dams of François and François, this higher dam has no mills, but instead a series of waterwheel-like grooves.

Next to the groove are rows of small red-roofed houses, with a connecting shaft extending out to connect rows of fan blades.

Water flows down the dam through the groove, the fan blades spin continuously under the impact of the water flow, and a loud winding sound comes from inside the small house.

"What is that?" Morocco pressed down on his hat to prevent it from being blown away by the wind from the water.

Looking up at the dam, even though he had seen it countless times, Palak couldn't help but smile with pride.

"That's the Wein Dam on the Taibo River, and what's on the dam is a clockwork mechanism."

"Why is it called the Wayne Dam?" Kuvask asked curiously.

Moloka, who had done his research, immediately replied, "In memory of the hero Wayne, who fought in the Thousand Rivers Valley War."

Palak looked around and lowered his voice, saying, "There's another theory: it's because the Holy Grandson wanted to please Princess Carrie... cough cough cough um."

Upon seeing someone approaching, Palak immediately stopped gossiping.

Just then, the captain's voice rang out: "Everyone, please move away from the side of the ship. We are about to turn. Be careful not to fall into the water."

Upon hearing this, everyone stepped onto the creaking deck and returned to their cabins.

The ship immediately turned and headed towards another tributary.

The Veen Dam itself was not designed with locks; it naturally has two channels.

These two ditches are far less wide, have lower water levels, and larger water volumes than the Thai Bo River itself, but they are also much gentler.

Therefore, Professor Senius of the Papal University of St. John and his hydraulic engineers converted the two tributaries into a lock system.

Two lock channels stand on either side, one rising and the other falling.

This ship traveled between South Mandeshire and St. Regis year-round. When going to St. Regis, the ship's cabin was full of woolen yarn, but when going to South Mandeshire, it was filled with all sorts of miscellaneous items.

Clothes, clock, slime, tools, medicine, fresh spices...

Previously, they also had to transport peat and mortar, but after Hot Spring Fort built its own peat mining site and mortar workshop, it was able to become self-sufficient.

Clinging to a mast, Kuvask did not follow the crowd back to the cabin, but instead looked up at the sky.

The sky overhead grew narrower and narrower, transforming from a broad canopy into a funnel-shaped sky.

The hills on both sides revealed their blue-green ridges, which were reflected in the water spray and waves that broke through the surface.

In the mountains shrouded in darkness, one can occasionally see wooden houses with only a few scattered lights.

Like fireflies scattered in the darkness, they were able to accurately mark the location of the houses on the mountain.

Even without glass windows, these houses would have one or two lanterns hanging at their entrances.

These wooden houses were used as resting places for lumberjacks in the mountains; who knows, someone might need to go out at night.

The ship suddenly slowed down, and the sailor at the bow suddenly shouted in a high-pitched voice, "Dock and wait for the lock!"

Kuvask immediately grabbed the wooden railing of the ship's side and moved forward. Looking up, he saw a city wall standing in the middle of the river ahead.

Unlike the previous dam, this lock is much smaller in size and height.

It is called a city wall in the water, rather than a small dam, because it has city gates.

Looking further up, the water-based city walls rise in tiers, like steps, all the way to the top of the dam.

Seven or eight sailors stepped ashore on the floating raft and took the tow ropes thrown from the ship's side. Then the barge haulers came in, wrapping the tow ropes around their arms and tightening them at the leather patches on their shoulders.

The next second, they carried the ropes toward the lock, and the boat moved slowly along with them.

After entering the sluice gate, about fifteen minutes later, a creaking sound of a winch came from upstream.

The wooden gate of the sluice gate slowly opened inward, revealing a spacious sluice chamber inside.

The boat captain shouted "Enter the lock!" and the boat slowly slid into the lock chamber with the current.

With less than two meters between his two sides and the stone wall, Kuvask felt as if he could reach out half his body and touch the rough wall.

As soon as the boat came to a stop, the wooden door downstream slammed shut.

Then, water suddenly gushed out from the round holes on both sides of the sluice chamber, and the water level immediately rose slowly.

Kuvask stared at the water level line by the stone wall, and in the blink of an eye, the water level was level with the previous lock.

Another winch sound rang out, the wooden gate upstream opened, and the boat continued to sail in.

After repeating this process three to five times, the cargo ship successfully entered the upper reaches of the Thai Bo River.

After traveling a little further, they docked at a port on a high ground, where Palak, Grossien, and the others could see Hot Springs Castle under the night sky.

Hot Spring Fortress was shrouded in darkness, with only a few scattered lights pointing the way.

Upon arriving at the port below Hot Spring Fortress, Palak, Morok, Kuvask, and three or five of Palak's young companions disembarked, carrying large and small bags.

After making three or five turns out of the dock, you'll see several horse-drawn carriages waiting at the street corner.

Upon seeing Palak and the others, three people immediately jumped out of the carriage and strode towards them.

"Palak!"

"Brother Grossien!"

After the three men hugged each of them, Palak finally had time to introduce his distant nephew and the new manager to them.

Of course, Palak also gave a brief introduction to the four people.

Compared to Kuvask's bewilderment, Moloka was both envious and reserved.

These three people look kind, but they are all big shots.

Grossian, needless to say, is a seafood tycoon in St. Regis, with fish farms and fish processing workshops on lakes throughout Thousand Rivers Valley Poison Witch Lake and Black Serpent Bay.

He even had business partners in places like Pearl Harbor, the Frontier Territory, and the Southern Norn.

Although it's not obvious now, he's already heading in the direction of a fishing tycoon.

Who would have thought that this man was just a poor farmer in Hongye Township ten years ago?
The other two were dwarfs.

They are brothers who are business partners; the older brother is named Gulga, and the younger brother is named Gargu.

These two brothers belonged to the Reformed Dwarves. They were among the first group to fire their boss and come to Hot Springs with Halkin.

Their origins were anything but humble; both were the lowest-ranking dwarf apprentices.

It's because they are distantly related and don't like to follow the rules and build according to dwarf blueprints.

However, the two are now the owners of the Hot Spring Fort Brothers Copper Products Company.

This company rose to prominence by capitalizing on Saint-Gobain's demand for civilian copperware such as brass water pipes and copper pots.

They subsequently expanded their business, producing not only copperware but also tinware, pewterware, and iron kitchenware.

Among the many companies in Hot Spring Fort, it is definitely one that aims to be among the top five and strives for the top three.

The Holy Industry Bureau basically does not interfere in the downstream processing industries of the Holy Alliance, especially the civilian industries, and it does not allow the Holy Industry system to interfere.

After all, the goal of the Holy Production Bureau is production and stability, not profit maximization like people like Grosien.

Moloka looked around and saw that the four people he was talking to were all from the very bottom of the social ladder ten years ago.

These days, they're all getting potbellies; they're not even middle class anymore, they're practically entrepreneurs.

France was in this state only right after the Hundred Years' War ended!
(End of this chapter)