The next day, Neverwinter ushered in its fourth holiday after the beginning of autumn, and it was also the first weekend of mid-autumn.

Since there are no legends like Genesis in this world, most people have to be busy at all times to fill their stomachs. Ever since Roland promulgated the rule of every seven days off, the lords have attributed this gratitude to him - to be able to rest for a full day without deducting his salary, what else can he find fault with such a benevolent and loving lord?

In particular, the displaced people from other places who had experienced the living conditions of Neverwinter were determined to settle down in the area, and even the hype of the town hall about the devil could not stop the momentum - even the threat of the devil became less important than hunger and poverty.

However, Barov's report shows that after the official introduction of the rest day system, the production of Neverwinter was not affected much. The main reason is that taking a break is not mandatory, and there are many people who choose to continue working and earn extra pay. On the contrary, there has been a significant increase in the city's trade behavior, and on weekends, the square area is always overcrowded, not only local merchants, but also merchants from other places choose to come here on this day to set up stalls and sell, and the rest of the time is used to buy and resell the special products of the West.

This kind of weekly movement of goods would have been unimaginable a year ago, but now with the increasing number of cement ships, the pace of trade has become more and more rapid. In inland cities like Chishui Castle, you can even eat fresh sea fish from the shallow harbor and soaked in ice. In the past, the nobles and merchants there could only eat salted and salted dried fish.

In view of this, Roland simply put major lectures, achievement displays, and various award ceremonies and other activities on rest days, and further promoted the activity of commercial trade by the habits of the masses - the so-called wool is from the sheep, and the overpaid wages can be completely recovered from the taxes and consumption of the sale, which is simply a multi-win strategy.

Today weekend is no exception, the remaining warmth of summer has not yet dissipated, and the cloudless blue sky is blowing a gentle breeze, which is obviously another good weather for travel. The streets are crowded with people, from the inland wharf area to the northern wall of the city, you can see the figure of the people waiting for them everywhere.

The difference is that this time they are not going to the convenience market to buy a few catties of good meat, but waiting to witness His Majesty's new invention.

The first trial run of a "train", an unprecedented means of transport.

Victor, a jeweler, was one of them.

After learning of the publicity of the city hall, he even threw a big deal he was talking about to his subordinates, and boarded a cement ship from the old king's capital to Neverwinter overnight.

If anyone has been extremely touched by the changes in the Westlands over the years, Victor is undoubtedly one of them. When it was a remote town, he had visited the lords of the place. He didn't make much of an impression of the ruler, except that he remembered that he was a middle-aged nobleman with a bloated body, and he complained about his turn to manage this barren land. If it weren't for the occasional scrap of gemstones with good texture from the other party, he would probably only stop at the Changge Fortress.

Even so, Victor visited the Westside at most once a year, and no matter what time he came, the frontier town was almost as dilapidated and decayed as the previous year. But in the last three years, he has come here more and more often, especially after Roland Wimbledon announced the establishment of the city, which has basically reached the point of once a month.

The Grey Keep West Frontier seems to be another world.

Here, a day was no longer a day, but a month, and a month was no longer a month, but a year, otherwise it would be difficult for him to explain how Neverwinter had changed so quickly.

Victor walked into a tavern facing the street, and the owner immediately greeted him with a smile, "I knew you would come, so I specially reserved a window seat for you on the third floor." ”

He casually took out a silver wolf and threw it to the other party, "Take me up." ”

"Yes, please come with me. ”

As a regular customer of this tavern, Victor naturally didn't have to choose to crowd the street with the civilians - although there were many people gathered on the third floor, at least the view was much wider.

The people around are already talking about today's showcase.

"That narrow street is where the train will go, too far from the central square and the residential area. ”

"I don't know the streets, it's called the track system, the stuff used in the mines. Then someone laughed and said, "Since it's not for people, of course you have to stay away from crowded places, you think the train is a horse-drawn carriage!"

"You're talking about the stuff in the Silverlight City mine?"

"That's right, it's made here, and it needs to be used with a steam engine. ”

Victor couldn't help but join in the fun, "I've also seen a trailer pulled by a steam engine, and its advantage is that it doesn't care about the terrain. If it is put on flat ground, mules and horses can take their place. In this case, the city hall probably won't advertise it as a "cross-generational transport", right?"

"Maybe it's just a gimmick. Another muttered.

"Go," there was a commotion all around, "your first time in Neverwinter?" ”

The man was unconvinced and wanted to say something more, when a high-pitched whistle suddenly sounded in the distance.

"Woo——————————————"

"It's coming, it's coming!" the room suddenly boiled, and everyone leaned out of the window and looked out of the window at the side of the castle district without blinking, and some of the people who had been prepared took out their goggles from their arms.

Victor also looked at the source of the sound—

I saw a long black dragon slowly driving out from behind the sheltered house, and little by little it came into everyone's eyes. It was huge, with its head resembling an iron bucket on wheels, and the top of the barrel was belching out of ash smoke, just like when a steam engine was running.

Next to the front of the locomotive, there was a four-wheeled carriage - the carriage was drawn by two groups of horses, its speed was about the same as that of a train, and it looked as if it were competing against each other. However, because of the cart full of ore, it was not easy for the horses to take every step, as can be seen from the constant wielding of the whip by the coachman, and if it were not for the iron wheels, the carriage would have been crushed.

As the train gradually revealed its full picture, Victor couldn't help but feel goosebumps rising on his back.

Behind the locomotive were wagons one carriage after another, each of which was almost as large as four or five wagons, and which were also loaded with ore, and probably as much as a river sailing ship for transport.

The problem is that it carries several carriages at the same time!

The exclamations of the people were heard for a while!

"Four...... The fourth!"

"Five!"

"There's no way there's anything else going on, right?"

"The gods are above, six!"

"It's out, seventh!"

The monster-like front of the car dragged a full seven wagons through the open space in front of the castle at an extremely steady pace.

Victor's question was answered.

A steam engine fixed at the entrance of a mine to tow minecarts in and out and a steam engine capable of moving autonomously are two completely different concepts.

The latter means that wherever the railroad tracks are built, it can transport a large quantity of goods. Weight is no longer a bottleneck that restricts land transportation, on the contrary, it has a more powerful conveying capacity than shipping. If His Majesty wishes, he can even empty a city in a short time.

Victor, who came from a merchant family, naturally knew the importance of transportation, and it was not without reason that the vast majority of cities were built near rivers. The emergence of such a means of delivery will bring infinite possibilities to the flow of resources, and it is not an exaggeration to say that it is not an exaggeration to say that it is cross-era.

He felt an indescribable throbbing welling up in his heart, both satisfied and disappointed...... He felt that he was witnessing history and at the same time being abandoned by it—in other kingdoms, the lords were still intoxicated by the sound of dogs and horses, their way of travel was still horses and mule carts, and their roads were still paved with green bricks and mud.

But they don't know it and take it for granted.

A thought could not help but pop into Victor's mind.

The future is here, but it's not evenly distributed.