Game of Thrones: The Strongest Dragon Mother

Chapter 847 Howling R'hllor

To reach Meereen through the Sea of ​​Summer, you have to pass through three seas, namely the Sea of ​​Summer near the equator, the Bay of Sorrows between the Land of Long Summer and the continent of Ghis, and the Bay of Slaves connected to the Bay of Sorrows through the Strait of the Free Maiden.

From the day when the sun shattered, the Dragon Queen's "agricultural production policy" was suspended, and the unfilled wheat, corn, and rice in the fields were all harvested, dried in the wind, and then bundled into livestock feed.

The Great Leap almost stopped, and more than 100 million people in Slave Bay almost stopped working.

Obviously, any efficient and rational government will not allow its people to do nothing.

It is not only a waste of labor, but also unfavorable for maintaining public security and management.

Dani understood this, so she immediately arranged a new job for them: fishing for all!

As soon as she took over Astapor back then, Dani built several salt farms by the sea. In recent years, the snowflake salt in Slave Bay has also become a top export commodity.

Therefore, there is no shortage of salt in Slave Bay.

This provides a good foundation for the salted fish industry.

When the Dragon Queen went to Westeros to fight the White Walkers, Xiaohong, who stayed in Slaver's Bay, went to the sea every day, led a few pterosaurs, and drove the sea fish in Slaver's Bay to the shore.

This is just coastal fishing, and there are even more massive deep-sea fishing. After all, it is impossible for Xiaojin to have more than 100 million people around him.

As the starting point of the slave trade, Slave Bay originally had more than 1000 large and small sea ships. Over the years, the New Ghis Alliance and Allied Forces have successively sent more than [-] ships, and merchant ships and warships have added up to more than [-] ships. .

Originally, most of those ships would be sold at the pier at a low price, or the decks would be disassembled for firewood.

Now that the night is coming, Dany uses them to form an unprecedented super fishing team.

There are tens of 10 people in Slaver Bay participating in this large-scale production, fishing, killing, and pickling.

Ninety-nine percent of them are active in Slave Bay, where sea storms are rare, and some small sampans with less than ten crew members even leave early and return late, treating ocean fishing as river fishing.

Well, there are also fishing boat activities in the upper and lower reaches of Heilongjiang and Bailongjiang. The Dragon Queen also arranged for a group of old people and children to dig eels and loaches in paddy fields, channels and rivers, and pick up shells and screws.

A day's work may not necessarily yield much harvest, but the people cannot be idle, and troubles are prone to occur when they are idle.

Of course, it is the deep-sea fishing in the Bay of Sorrows and even the Sea of ​​Summer that can really bring huge fishery gains to Slave Bay.

The Bay of Grief is 80 kilometers away from the Sea of ​​Smoke.

A small sun hangs over the sea, and the Princess Ilia seems to be covered with a golden red tulle.

On the bridge, "Goat" Gisela opened his eyes, sat up from the deck chair, pointed to the sea in one direction, and said to the black-bearded Grolai who was looking over: "Mackerel, medium-sized, about two kilometers."

Blackbeard Grole immediately shouted orders to the sailors under the bridge: "Kur, turn the rudder 27 degrees to port. Suarez, throw the net. Jimmy boy, signal-mackerel, medium size, two kilometers ahead, ready to encircle. "

"Yes, Captain!"

Half an hour later, Suarez, who was manipulating the trawling net, shouted excitedly, "Bless the Seven Gods, this is a mature group of mackerel, with an average age of at least four years old."

Grolai the Blackbeard was overjoyed when he heard the words, and ran down the wooden ladder to the side of the ship.

Sure enough, as the fishing net was pulled, mackerel jumped out of the dark sea one by one, like silver flying shuttles, about half a meter in length.

Picking up the binoculars on my chest and observing more than 20 arc-shaped boats on the nearby sea surface, it seems that all of them have gained a lot.

"In this wave, we harvested at least two hundred tons of fish meat!" Grole sighed contentedly.

"If there is a whale behind the mackerel, then the harvest will be even greater." Suarez smiled and showed two huge front teeth.

The little sun in mid-air seemed to hear what they said, and said loudly: "I'm tired, I need to rest!"

"Master Yali, if you persist for a while, the fish are attracted by the sunlight. Maybe there is a whale coming, and one whale is worth our hard work for several days." Grole quickly comforted.

The little sun lowered its height, pouring light and heat into the ocean, and shouted: "It's so cold, I want to go to the west, where it's very warm."

"We can't go any further to the west. To the west is the sea of ​​smoke, reefs and demons." Grolai said.

"I'll go there by myself when I get off work." Little Sunshine said, then fell silent.

"Master Captain, have you noticed that compared to half a month ago, Master Yali's color has faded a lot." Suarez whispered into Blackbeard's ear.

Grole stared at Yali for a while, nodded and said, "It's not as popular as before."

"These days, Mr. Yali guides fish for us during the day, and also flickers at night, acting as a beacon to indicate the direction of the fleet. Will it be too hard and get sick?" Suarez worried.

"Well, I don't know." Grolai thought for a moment, then shouted to Little Sun: "Master Yali, are you sick?"

Yali didn't bother to talk to him.

"It's probably really sick." Suarez lamented.

Grole turned around and glanced in the direction of the captain's cabin, and said, "I'll ask Her Majesty the Queen later."

Another half an hour passed before the heavy fishing net was drawn onto the deck.

Immediately, a group of sailors came around with baskets.

They formed a circle and sat on small horses, with a huge wooden chopping board in front of them.

Slap the head of the fish with the back of the knife, knock it out, pick it up and put it on the cutting board, chop off the head and tail of the fish with two "bang bang" knives.

Put your hand into the belly of the fish and pull out the internal organs, throw the middle piece of fish into the bamboo basket, and then knock the next fish unconscious.

When the half-meter-high bamboo baskets were piled up flat, sailors came over to change a basket.

They carried the fish baskets to the pool surrounded by a piece of wood at the bow, dumped the fish, and randomly sprinkled handfuls of white salt on it.

In the evening, someone will come over with a huge clay pot the height of one person, pick up the fish again and divide it into two pieces, put coarse salt on it, and put it into the pot.

The pots are filled, sealed, and carried into the cabin.

In fact, the fish heads, tails, and even the internal organs of the fish were not thrown away. They were all sorted and packed in jars.

Sprinkle a thin layer of salt on the head and tail of the fish, and then dry them to make feed for livestock, and the internal organs are used to retting manure.

While the sailors were killing and pickling fish, Grole personally went to the kitchen to carry a tray and came to the captain's cabin.

"Your Majesty, it's time for dinner."

Ji Qi stepped forward to take the tray and lifted the lid. It was a steaming hot pot with red oil. Inside were prawn balls the size of a child's fist, lumps of golden fish roe, blue kelp slices, and milky white cuttlefish. Festival

Full-bodied and full-bodied.

The staple food is a few burnt yellow baguettes.

"Let's eat together." Dany first scooped up a bowl of stewed seafood with a spoon, tore the bread into pieces, and soaked them in the bowl until soft.

Grole thanked him, and scooped a bowl for himself.

Jiqi took out three glasses and poured a glass of wine for the queen and the admiral, before the queen sat down and scooped up the soup for herself.

"Stab—" A line of fire flew into the room through a gap in the window, turning into a big crow.

"Mother God, I want to go to the sea of ​​smoke to the west to recharge my energy." Yali said.

"You're not a battery, what can you do? Turn into a big crow and sleep, and you'll be full of energy the next day." Dany laughed.

"Well, I like places with fire."

"Then sleep by the fire," Dany said.

The big crow nodded and sighed: "I slept in a charcoal stove before, but that bit of charcoal fire is not as smelly as the fire in the west."

Now Dani became interested, "Smoke Sea is tens of kilometers away, can you feel it?"

"It seems that the fire in the west will make me very comfortable."

The fire in Yanhai comes from underground, and the ground fire belonging to the fourth energy level is of course more "flavorful" than the ordinary fire of the first level.

If possible, the best resting place for a fire elf is volcanic magma.Absorbing the ground fire for a long time, maybe they can evolve into R'hllor?

"You go, remember not to go deep into the sea of ​​smoke." Dani said.

When Yali left with cheers, Grolai said, "I see that Yali's fire is not as red as it was a few days ago. Is it sick?"

"Then do you feel that the light on it has dimmed?" Dany asked with a smile.

Grole thought about it carefully, and was surprised: "Not only has it not become darker, but it seems to be brighter than before."

"Yali is changing from a ball of fire to a ball of light," Dani said.

"Isn't the fireball just the light ball?" Grolai looked blank.

"Is it brighter in the sun, or by the hearth?" Dany asked.

"Of course it is brighter when the sun is on."

"So, is it hotter in the sun or by the hearth?" Dany asked again.

"Fireplace" Grole frowned.

He was touched, but still couldn't figure it out.

"Just pretend that the pear is growing from the fireplace to the sun." Dany shrugged without further explanation.

If Blackbeard is a transcendent, she can explain it clearly in one sentence: In the past few days of sublimation, she has realized her own song of light.

Because she doesn't have light-attribute meditation ideas, Dany never thought that "Destiny of the Daughter of Light" could immediately bring her benefits other than spiritual growth.

In fact, she didn't bother to comprehend the Song of Light.

The appearance of Song of Light was purely a surprise, or rather, a shock.

Dany was terrified.

Since Xiaojin entered the space in the Great Wall that she named "the source of the world", every time she practiced, she would interact with Xiaojin in the state of Song of the Wind.

Just like the beginning of the birth of the world, in the source of the world, all kinds of laws and songs are open to Dany, and the practice is more effective with half the effort.

At that time, she was listening to the song of fire sung by the world, and she was feeling something when the nine-color meditation vortex in the sea of ​​consciousness suddenly "expanded" around.

The meditation foundation didn't really swell, it just started from the root, and the whole body emitted brilliant platinum light, and those white lights formed a larger vortex phantom around the nine-color vortex.

It's like two vortices superimposed on each other.

The inner vortex is a nine-color counterclockwise-rotating entity, and the outer is a golden clockwise-rotating phantom.

Dany sank consciousness into the newly formed golden vortex in amazement.

Then, she bewilderedly discovered that she had an extra Song of Light with a completion rate of 36%.

In other words, R'hllor, like the sheep egg, began to lose the Song of Law, and lost nearly [-]% of the Song of Light at one time.

Perhaps, the unlucky guy who "sitting at home and disasters falling from the sky" has lost his true God personality.

She was ecstatic, but she didn't know why.

Until she noticed that because hundreds of fire crows were burned, her Song of Fire also increased to 36%!

If she realizes something.

After studying for a few more days, she understood how R'hllor kept the Song of Light from disappearing when the sun went out.

When the world was just born from the first fire, it was dark, there was no sun, and naturally there was no Song of Light.

The first sun appeared, and the Song of Light followed.

But what is the nature of the sun?

fire.

(End of this chapter)