Then, call up the personal panel.
[Aemon Targaryen]
Talent: Dreamer (gold) Bloodline: Ancient Valyrian Dragon King (41.5%)
Skills: Binding Spell "Remnant" (proficient), Archery (Hitting the Target), Empty Hands (skilled)...
Magic Cards: Strong Body (blue), Solid as a Rock·Intermediate (purple), King's Temperament (purple)
Equipment: Double Valyrian Daggers, Sapphire Amulet (2/3), Bronze Shield
Pets: Golden-nosed Rat (blue), White Deer (auspicious beast)
Evaluation: "The bloodline is steadily improving. You can try to study advanced dragon-riding skills."
It was ordinary, with almost no changes.
Aemon sighed and checked the golden hourglass on the card page again:
[Number of Essence: 2197]
After hunting the glutton, the dragon blood drenched his body to obtain 100 points of magic essence.
The four dragon eggs and the white deer provided 67 points of essence.
I just exchanged for the [Bronze Shield] for 250 essences, and I have 2197 essences left.
There is only one regret.
Cannibal failed to provide 5% blood purity.
"The dragon is dead, and the blood has lost its essence."
Aemon rubbed Gray Shadow's dragon head angrily, feeling sad for the death of an adult dragon.
But it's better to die.
Without Cannibal stealing dragon eggs and hunting dragonlings, the number of dragonlings on Dragonstone may usher in a wave of growth.
"It's all for the family."
Aemon comforted himself and felt much better.
"Hiss!"
Gray Shadow blinked his pupils and waited for a long time without reward.
"It's not too late."
Aemon pushed away the greedy dragonling, got up and left ruthlessly.
Halfway through, he ordered: "Remind Sir Ryan of Seagull Tower to pay attention to receiving the next batch of building materials."
"Yes, Prince."
Johanna said.
The building materials did not appear out of thin air, but were shipped from the Strait of Oceans by a foreign ship and landed in Seagull Town for transfer.
As long as you don't make a fuss, the card will provide protection measures.
The only thing to worry about is that the mountain road through the river valley is difficult to travel.
...
"Prince."
Maester Muntor said happily, "Come and see, the hardness of slaked lime is very high."
He picked up a stone and smashed it hard against the low wall built with slaked lime.
Bang!
The stone broke into two halves, and a small concave pit was smashed on the surface of the low wall.
Aemon reached out and touched it. It felt a little damp and cold, and it was still half dry.
As we all know, slaked lime must be completely dry to exert its full hardness.
"This degree is quite good."
Maester Muntor was afraid that His Royal Highness would not know the goods.
"According to this hardness, how much slaked lime is needed? Can it be calculated?"
Aemon was very satisfied.
"The amount of slaked lime for a prince's palace is incalculable."
"To put it another way, how many people can burn lime to supply 3,000 people to build a palace?"
"At least 500 people."
Aemon was surprised, "Five hundred people are enough?"
He thought more people were needed.
"More than that."
Maester Muntor elaborated, "It's easy to burn lime, but the demand for stone and firewood is huge, and we need three times the number of people to supply it."
That means an additional 1,500 people, specializing in quarrying and cutting firewood.
Aemon was speechless.
One thousand orphans from the new fields and five hundred and nine new subjects, combined, are not enough.
Johanna tiptoed and whispered in her ear, "Prince, we have coal mines."
"Yes, coal can replace firewood."
Aemon's thoughts suddenly became clear, and he planned a complete production chain in his mind.
Half of the people will dig coal and quarry stones, and the other half will burn lime.
Both will not be delayed.
Dare to think and act, Aemon walked towards the temporary village by the Long Lake.
"Prince, what do you think?"
Johanna accompanied him closely.
"Give the subjects a smooth path to the future."
Aemon didn't even turn his head, and a smile appeared on his face.
At this time, the new subjects heard the noise and had already walked out of the hut and gathered together.
Both men and women lowered their heads, full of fear of the new lord and the fish-eating dragon.
The northwest is relatively poor and the news is blocked.
They don't know what it means to be a prince or not, they just hope to have land to cultivate and the new lord can collect less miscellaneous taxes.
"Everyone, the valley welcomes you!"
Aemon walked to the entrance of the village and shouted with open arms.
The new people looked at each other, and many old people pulled their children to kneel down.
The scene was quite cold.
Steve rushed out and said in a loud voice: "In front of you is the bronze and fire born of the Targaryen family, the heir of Runestone City, the prince of the dragon clan, and the dragon slayer Aemon!"
The voice was loud and spread across half of the long lake.
"Hiss!"
The gray shadow screamed sharply, startling the depressed. The little guy was catching fish on the lake.
A single move can move the whole body. The black swans wandering on the green lake are startled and fly over the lakeside.
Young dragons and black swans.
The new people have been born in the countryside, where have they seen such a scene?
The sharp-eyed people saw Steve wearing silver armor and white robes and heard the name of the White Knight.
Immediately, a large number of them knelt down.
"Aemon the Dragon Slayer!"
"My Lord Prince..."
"..."
The country folk all called the nobles "Master". When they heard about the dual identities of the heir to Runestone City and the Dragon Prince, they felt that he was a hundred times more noble than the nobles they had seen before.
Aemon was used to it, and waved his hand calmly: "Everyone, stand up, I want your loyalty, not your knees!"
The new subjects dared not disobey, and thanked him one by one and stood up.
Steve, who was guarding at his side, said solemnly: "Prince, please give me a lecture."
"Thank you."
Aemon took a deep breath and announced loudly in the common language with a slight Valley accent: "Welcome to join the River Valley. As your new lord, I will provide you with land."
Wow!
The new subjects were pleasantly surprised, and the target was hit accurately.
Aemon continued, "At the same time, I will build a new home for all of us!"
"..."
The new subjects did not understand why the prince would live with them.
Aemon's next sentence: "How much work you do, I will pay you!"
"Long live the prince!"
The new subjects' eyes sparkled, and they shouted wildly.
In any era, money is the driving force of human society.
After a long while, Imon pressed down with both hands, signaling them to be quiet.
The new subjects shut up, and their enthusiasm was mostly reduced.
They began to doubt whether the wages were true or false.
It was rare for nobles to provide two meals of porridge for conscription.
Aemon did not waste words and asked, "Who is the village chief or something like that?"
Soon, seven old men and three middle-aged men came out.
"We are the village chiefs of seven villages."
"Our village is still rushing to harvest crops, and we are representatives."
The ten people have similar identities, and they are all grassroots managers.
Aemon said simply and rudely: "Building a city and a town requires manpower. If you contribute, I can distribute wages or other compensation."
"Your Highness, what are we going to do, and how much...reward can we get?"
An old village chief was trembling with fear, and he didn't dare to mention the wages at all.
"Different jobs have different wages."
Aemon knew that the lower-class people were the most practical, so he introduced them one by one: "Twenty-eight copper stars a month for burning lime, three silver deer a month for quarrying, and six silver deer a month for mining."
According to the exchange rate of 1/10 of copper stars, silver deer, and gold dragons, the wages were squeezed to the lowest critical point in King's Landing.
Only coal mining is a profitable job.
Correspondingly, coal mining is the most difficult and tiring.
"Really!?"
The old village chief widened his eyes, full of disbelief.
There is a shortage of jobs for country people, and after farming and harvesting, they basically have zero income.
"How could your Highness lie!"
Steve spoke at the right time.
The old village chief was very excited and immediately discussed with the other nine people.
They lost the land originally provided by Runestone City, and the river valley was all uncultivated land.
They were worried about their future life.
With a job that could make money, they would not be afraid of starving.
"Think about it carefully. Both men and women will be recruited, but not the elderly and children."
Aemon left a sentence and stared at the New Field orphans gathered nearby.
"You too, I will pay you!"
They originally supported the river valley because of Rhaenyra's status, and did not talk about wages.
Hearing this, the group of New Field orphans also became lively.
In a moment, both groups discussed the result.
Of course we have to do it!
Aemon finally showed his fox tail and said righteously: "As long as you are a vassal of the river valley, I will distribute six acres of land to each person according to the number of people!"
Not to mention the new vassal who valued land the most.
Even the New Field orphans were secretly excited and wanted to stay in the river valley to share a piece of land.
There is land outside King's Landing, but the orphans are very competitive.
And those lands are relatively barren, which is not as good as the fertile black soil of the river valley.
Aemon glanced at the people and saw that they could use their will. He added, "In addition to wages, if anyone wants to stay in the valley, a house will be distributed according to the household registration after the town is built!"
He didn't care whether he would suffer a loss or not.
Anyway, he has nothing in his hands now, and it all depends on the people in front of him to work hard.
You work hard, and it's better to make this king lose money.
"Your Highness, let us stay!"
Someone shouted loudly, squeezing out from the orphans in the new field.
What do orphans care about most?
Not to be hungry and cold.
After being favored by Princess Rhaenyra, the "Light of the Kingdom", they got rid of hunger and had the opportunity to reclaim land and build houses.
But that didn't belong to them after all.
Staying in the valley and getting money and housing is the life they dreamed of.
With the first one taking the lead, the rest were all boiling.
The new subjects were no less, and they knelt down again to ask for loyalty.
"Prince."
Johanna's eyes were surprised.
I didn't expect that His Highness had begun to master the skills of ruling his subordinates.
Although it was all due to interests, it was enough for a while.
Aemon ignored him and focused on his work: "Two groups of people will be put together. Women will burn lime, old and young men will mine stones, and young and strong laborers will dig coal."
After a pause, he suddenly realized: "Pick some girls and strong women to cook for them. The wages are the same as those for burning lime."
Eating is a big deal, and it cannot be forgotten.
Johanna: ...
And even more speechless than her are the people of the Firesmith tribe who work as coolies to move stones.
Seeing that the orphans and the new residents have wages and houses, they are dumbfounded.
Crack!
William whipped the ground with a whip and shouted loudly: "What are you looking at? You want to rest after moving so many stones today."
"Woo woo woo~~"
The people of the Firesmith tribe wanted to cry but had no tears. They threw their arms and continued to work.
Who told them that they were captives? The tribesmen sent out to recruit the tribe never came back.
They are at the bottom of the food chain in the river valley.
"Come to me, Gray Shadow!"
Aemon finished drawing the pie and called the young dragon who came to watch the fun.
To burn lime, you need to build a kiln. First, burn some samples manually.
"Hiss!"
Gray Shadow, unaware of the darkness in people's hearts, flew over happily.
Maester Muntor: ...
Who said that dragons are all ferocious beasts?
Aemon glanced at him and began to order the horses and cattle: "Maester, please notify the work of tamping the foundation to stop, double the area of the foundation, and use lime mixed with sand and clay to tamp it again."
The materials provided by the cards are very valuable, so we must make the most of them.
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