Garth Hyder smiled warmly at Danny and explained, "We originally stored grain for winter, but in the past few years, the Seven Kingdoms have been in chaos. Hejian County has been completely destroyed, and the King's Domain has been ravaged by the rebels.
Count Tali is still running back and forth between the two places, cleaning up the bandits and rioters!
As for the Stormlands, it is not a land that produces grain. Now that Storm's End Castle has not been taken, there is still a battle to be fought. King's Landing has five hundred thousand people, and they rely on River Bend to transport supplies. "
Then he looked at his nephew and said meaningfully, "So, do you understand now? River Bend will definitely not lack grain, but in order to maintain the normal operation of the kingdom, every grain of wheat is of great use. "
"First ensure that the old town is not harassed by Tiemin. King's Landing …" Garth understood that his uncle was hinting that grain was the bargaining chip for the High Court to participate in the King's Landing power game.
He smiled bitterly and sighed, saying, "Lannister himself is not in a hurry, why should we worry? It is already difficult to take care of River Bend. "
"How long is the estimated length of winter given by the City of Knowledge?" Danny asked.
"About three years." Garth looked at her and asked curiously, "Miss, you don't look like a local, right? Why do you care?"
"Oh, a normal person would care about this, right?"
"Oh, that's right." Garth was startled at first, then said admiringly, "The ladies of the Lord's house only care about whether there is a banquet tonight, which famous bard in the city … You are very different."
Danny did not appreciate it and said with a cold smile, "If you allow women to participate in the tournament, and allow women to participate in politics, they will naturally not only care about the flowers under the moonlight."
Garth glanced at the longsword at her waist and smiled faintly, "Queen Regent Cersei is also a woman, but I think, what she has done in King's Landing now, even her father, Duke Tywin, cannot stand it, right?"
"Alright, let's not talk about this nonsense. Let me ask you, how many years will the grain in River Bend last?"
Silence filled the area as soon as she said that. The two lords looked at this arrogant and bossy girl with strange eyes. "You are?"
"Uh …" Danny also realized that these two fellows were not her underlings for the time being.
She smiled sheepishly and said, "Sorry, it's a matter of life and death, so I was a little anxious. I heard that this winter is unusual. There is also a Red God Temple in the dock area. Haven't you heard the priests mention the prophecy of the long night? The second long night. "
"The prophecy of the reincarnation of Yasuer and Ahai?"
"You don't believe me?"
Garth shook his head and explained, "You may not know, but as early as last winter, or even before the winter before that, there were similar prophecies circulating in King's Landing. Many people said that Prince Rega was the legendary Son of Prophecy.
But after a few decades and a few winters, even Prince Rega died, and we welcomed a summer that lasted 11 years. Words are like the wind, and so are prophecies. "
This has become a story of "the boy who cried wolf"?
No, the one who predicted "the reincarnation of Yasuer and Ahai" to the Westeros was a friend of Jenny in the City of Barren Stone, a dwarf witch. The Red God priests were very professional, and only in recent years did they become active after the Magic Tide recovered.
Alas, the key was that not many people in the seven countries felt the surge of the Magic Tide.
"Even if the prophecy is false, there must be a long winter after 11 years of summer. This can't be wrong, right?" Danny said.
"So, what do you want to say?" Garth shrugged and asked.
"Don't mess around. While the south is still warm, hurry home and farm! Go to the north and introduce a batch of cold-resistant winter wheat seeds, then spread the turnip seedlings all over the mountains and plains. Let's work together to survive the long winter. "
"It's not that we want to mess around," Garth sighed. "You know about the upcoming tournament, right? I sent the farmers home to harvest the crops, but the threat of Tiemin is close at hand. In order to recruit a group of idle mercenary knights at home, I started this tournament.
In fact, as early as the end of summer, when the City of Knowledge issued the autumn warning, the Hyder family began to reduce the economic crops in the territory on a large scale, and changed to wheat, soybeans, corn, turnips and other grain crops. "
"This …" Danny was also helpless.
"But miss, your suggestion is not bad," Garth said thoughtfully, stroking his chin. "The crops in the north are more cold-resistant. We should really buy a batch of seeds back. This winter is unusual. The situation in the seven countries is not stable, and the winter lasts especially long. 11 years of summer! "
"Okay, I'll ask the scholar to send a letter to White Harbor and order a batch of seeds from Count Mandler." Garth nodded.
While they were talking, a brawny man with seven or eight scars on his face walked over with a wooden box in his hand. His voice was as loud as a bell as he shouted, "Count, your armor is here. This time, you will definitely become the most dazzling existence in the meeting."
"Thank you." Garland stepped forward and took the wooden box. He smiled bitterly and said to his second uncle, "I should have let Loras do this."
"He is now a White Knight. He can't leave the Queen's side." Garth nodded to Danny, and left with his nephew.
"These two are very good," Danny said to the old knight.
When the three were talking, the old knight had been standing by the shelf, eavesdropping and choosing armor.
"My lord, you are lucky to have met two of the rare Westeros who are well-mannered and good-tempered true knights.
If it were anyone else, unless you reveal your identity, it would cause unnecessary disputes even if you don't get whipped.
Nobles will never accept criticism from people of lower status, even if the other party is obviously right! "the old man complained.
"I know. That's why I praised those two."
"Under normal circumstances, the children of the Hyder family are all very good. Lady Linis is an exception."
Danny stepped forward and came behind the scarred man who was arranging the iron ingots. She asked, "Master, did you personally make armor for Count Tyrell?"
Yes, Garth Tyrell was a count, a count with real power in Brightwater City.
Brightwater City was located at the source of the Honey River. It was a rich and productive territory that originally belonged to the Floren family.
However, in the War of the Four Kings, Floren sided with his son-in-law, Erlu Stannis. Later, Highting Tyrell allied with Lannister and defeated Erlu. The Floren family's noble title and territory were taken away.
"Of course, don't say that I'm bragging. It's hard to find a blacksmith in the seven countries who can compare with old Londo. The 'brave' Count Garland is not an exception. Many knights who truly know what's good for them are my regular customers.
For example, everyone knows that the Knight of Flowers, now known as the Kingsguard, went to King's Landing to participate in the tournament a few years ago. He specially came to me to make a set of bright silver armor that was as bright as a white star. "the scarred man said proudly.
"Do you have any armor that suits me?" Danny asked.
"You're not satisfied with the ones outside?"
"I want something better. Do you have it?"
"Of course." Old Londo nodded and asked, "You want it today?"
"Yes."
The blacksmith frowned and looked at Danny. He said, "Fortunately, your figure is about the same as the slender youth. There's no need to make a special breastplate."
You damn old man, what nonsense are you talking about!
Danny glared at him and asked, "I won't buy it if it's not comfortable."
"Connor, bring me that medium sized blue glaze armor." Old Londo ordered the apprentice who was adding charcoal to the stove. Then he turned around and explained to Danny, "32 pounds, made of fine iron. It can definitely be worn on the battlefield."
"It's a bit light. Isn't the plate armor too thin?" White Beard said.
"It's definitely not thin. You'll understand when you see it."
Indeed, it was a set of fake full body armor with smooth blue glaze inlaid on the chest. The breastplate was of normal thickness, but it could only protect the chest and waist. The back was a layer of light chain armor.
In short, this kind of armor could only protect the front. If someone attacked the back, an armor-piercing arrow could pierce through the back of the owner's heart.
Of course, the old blacksmith did not skimp on the materials.
This kind of armor was very common among the cavalry. When a large group of cavalry charged, their companions would help to cover the back. Reducing the weight was good for increasing the endurance of the cavalry.
The old knight put down the armor and shook his head. "My lord knight has an extraordinary body. Do you have a full body armor that weighs more than 40 pounds?"
"40 pounds …" Old Londo looked at Danny suspiciously. "Miss, you have a thin waist and narrow shoulders. Your body looks a bit thin. Can you walk in it?"
"Do you have it? Let's try it and we'll know. "Danny said.
"Yes, we do. But the armor is neither bleached nor inlaid with colored glaze …" The old blacksmith patted the white knight's chest and said with a look of disgust. "It's almost the same as this old man's. It's black. Except for the unique helmet, the other parts are too mediocre."
Scrap metal?
Danny's mouth twitched. She said directly, "Let me see. I'm a real knight. I only care about the defense. I don't care about the style."
After a while, two apprentices carried a wooden box over. When they opened it, Danny frowned. She picked up the iron helmet and asked the old man, "Is this the unique helmet you mentioned?"
The blacksmith said seriously, "Look at it. Ferocious fangs, scarlet crystal goggles, and a twisted expression. Such a realistic wild boar helmet. I'm sure children on the street will cry when they see it. "
Barristan lowered his head and looked at the breastplate. To his surprise, he found that it was heavy and had a cold gleam on its surface. It should be a high-grade product made with the best iron and the best quenching techniques. He could not help but ask in surprise, "Who ordered this? The quality is good. The price must be high. But I don't remember any wild boar nobles near the old town. "
"Hey, old man, you have a good eye!" The blacksmith looked at him in confusion but found that he had no recollection of it.
"This armor is called 'King's Howl'. You know how King Robert died, right?"
After drinking Cersei's spiked wine, he was dizzy and his little Gigi was crushed by a wild boar.
"You're brave. How dare you make this armor to mock the king." Danny said in a strange tone.
"It's not that I'm brave. The person who asked me to make it was brave. He's just a kid from a big noble family. But before I could inlay the glaze, his father came to me. He didn't even pay the deposit … "The old blacksmith sighed.
With Barristan's help, Danny tried it on and found that it fit. She said, "This' King's Howl 'is good. How much is it?"
"Two gold royals. It's cheap."
Two gold royals were not expensive. Danny paid the money happily.
After that, the two went to another blacksmith's shop to sell a sturdy helmet. Danny wanted to keep a low profile. She wanted to be a mysterious knight. She did not want to scare children.
Before lunch, the two returned to the quill. Danny was surprised to see two familiar faces.
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