Chapter 42 Dany, who is surrounded by guests
Dany's eyes flickered, and she asked, "Captain, how far is it from Qarth to King's Landing? How long does it take?"
The black captain thought she was going to take his Cinnamon Wind back to Westeros. After thinking for a while, he said, "Your Highness, you have to understand that we are businessmen. We can't go back to King's Landing directly. We may stop at Slaver's Bay and the Free Trade Castle many times along the way.
Sell goods from the Far East at a high price, buy local specialty products at a low price, and then go to the next city and repeat this process.
In this way, the profits of merchants will grow rapidly like a snowball.
Therefore, it may take a year or two to return to King's Landing from Qarth.
Moreover, Qarth is not my destination. My ship will cross the Strait of Qarth and circle the Jade Sea along the trade route. In this way, the delay will be even longer. The next time I go to the Sunset Sea will probably be three years later.
Well, if I don't die in the sea."
"If we don't do business, how long will it take to speed all the way to King's Landing?" Dany asked.
"Even if we don't do business and run an empty ship, we still need to replenish food and water during the journey, and let the sailors rest and recuperate. It will take at least three or four months, and this is if the sea doesn't get angry."
Dany nodded and thanked him, "You brought me valuable news. I wish you a safe journey and prosperous business."
"I should thank you. Her Majesty the Queen has given me the most generous reward." The captain's eyes lit up.
"Oh, what reward?" Dany asked.
"Dragon!" He looked straight at the dragon lying on the ground beside Dany and gnawing on a bone. "I saw a real dragon. This is a miraculous moment in my life."
"I have to give you more in return," Dany laughed and waved to him, "Come and touch them."
"This..." Kuhuru was surprised and happy, and a little scared. He stood up, took three steps forward and two steps back, hesitated, and was very nervous, "Is it really okay? Will they bite me? Will they spit fire at me?"
"No, I am the mother of dragons, and they all listen to me." Dany comforted.
Then the black captain came over with sweat all over his forehead and looked at Dany with an inquiring look.
"I will give you the highest honor. You can touch the most powerful one. Um, his name is Black Diamond." Dany pointed at the big black in front of her.
If he dared to touch the white dragon or the green dragon, a tragedy that Dany could not predict would definitely happen.
But she could never admit to others that she could not control the dragon.
On the contrary, Dany hoped that everyone would think that she was the real mother of dragons and could perfectly control her dragon baby.
In this way, when people have awe for dragons, they will also have the same awe for her.
At the same time, try to prevent the ambitious people from having the idea that "as long as I kill that woman, I can get the dragon."
In fact, there is a great chance that the green dragon and the white dragon will be taken away by someone.
In the prophecy, the dragon has three heads.
Dany is just one of them.
More than three months, almost four months. Big Black is the most sturdy, with a torso as big as an adult police dog. When he spreads his wings, it is enough to cover Dany's bed.
Arriving in Qarth, Dany did not dare to let them fly around. For the past few days, they have been tied with fine iron chains as thick as wrists.
In order to appease the three dragons' irritable mood, they had to provide them with unlimited food.
At this moment, Dahei was lying on the marble floor, sucking a charred bison thigh bone.
"Dahei, don't hurt him. He admires you very much and wants to touch you." Dany passed a message to Dahei while extending her hand to signal Kuhuru that he could touch you.
The guy clearly had a look of desire on his face, but he was so scared that he kept shrinking back.
Finally, under Dany's repeated encouragement, he shrank closer to the black dragon, stretched out his trembling right hand, gently touched Dahei's wings, and then retracted it as if he had been electrocuted.
Dahei ignored him and continued to suck the marrow fluid in the bone.
So the captain gained a little courage and stretched out his hand again, gently stroking Dahei's back like a falling feather.
"Wow, it's just like the legend says, the scales of a real dragon are scorching hot, and only a real dragon can control a real dragon." Kuhuru's face flushed with excitement.
"Have you heard all those legends about real dragons?" Dany asked with a smile.
The black captain only stroked it gently for a while and immediately stepped back a few steps, standing aside with his hands hanging down, his demeanor more respectful than when he first met him.
He said: "I have heard the maesters mention dragons many times in the Citadel of Oldtown. They said that only the true dragon blood of the Targaryen family can subdue the dragon, and other people can't even withstand the high temperature emitted by the dragon.
At that time, I didn't believe it. What kind of animal can have a temperature so high that the rider can't bear it?
At most, add a saddle.
But today I understand that if the dragon grows to the size of Balerion, the saddle can't stop its furnace-like burning.
Even if the maesters think that the dragon is a beast with little wisdom, it is still the most legendary creature in the world."
"The maesters even know how much wisdom the dragon has? They have studied the dragon very deeply." Dany became curious.
"If we don't even study the dragons that represent the wonders of the world, is there any need for the maester to exist?" Quhulu said something philosophical in a complex tone.
"Have the maesters figured out the wisdom of Balerion?" Dany asked.
This time, before the captain spoke, Jorah spoke first: "A child of seven or eight years old, my maester told me."
"Yes, Balerion has wisdom that surpasses other dragons." Quhulu echoed.
"Hehe." Dany chuckled and said to Dahei, "Mr. Quhulu gave me three barrels of wine. You can draw a picture for him."
"Painting?" Quhulu was at a loss.
Without Dany's instructions, Lys' maid immediately came over with a large wooden tray, on which was a roll of parchment and a small bowl of ink. The maid was not afraid of Dahei at all .
She squatted beside him, spread out a one-meter-long and half-meter-wide piece of paper, and pressed paperweights on both sides.
Then, she placed a porcelain bowl of ink on the lower left side of the roll of paper.
Dahei took a look at Kuhulu and stretched out his right claw. Dragons have five fingers like humans.
Dahei clenched the other four fingers into fists. After his index finger, which was as sharp as a dagger, turned black in the porcelain bowl, he began to "write" like a dragon, and lines quickly appeared on the snow-white roll of paper.
At first glance, the lines were messy, like a child's scribbles. Kuhulu didn't have high expectations, but he was not disappointed to see this as a matter of course, thinking that at least it didn't directly press the handprint with its dragon claw.
But as time passed, he actually saw something different.
Stripes of varying thickness and depth gradually outlined one or two figures, the one among them
"Gods bless me, I'm not dazzled," he opened his mouth so wide that a goose egg could fit in it, "This is me, the scene of my conversation with His Majesty, even the tulle by the palace window makes people feel the breeze, this..." "
Even the court painters of Braavos are not as good as him." Kuhuru swallowed hard, and when he looked at Dahei again, his eyes were no longer in awe, but pure reverence, without fear.
In his heart, the black dragon in front of him had been sanctified, with the same will as the gods, and would not hurt people like a beast.
In fact, he thought too much. Dahei's intelligence might be relatively high, but it was far from that of an eight or nine-year-old child, let alone a god?
At this time, Dahei could also do some calculations. If Dany asked Kuhuru to do a few additions and subtractions within 100, Dahei would probably be able to give an answer - engraving words on the floor with his claws, but that was it, far less shocking than drawing a "audience with the queen" on the spot.
It was also during the cultural class that Dany unexpectedly and shocked to discover that the dragon's sense of space had such a huge bonus to drawing.
Anyone who has taken a sketching class knows that one of the most important skills is the three-dimensional analysis of the structure of an object.
Why did Leonardo da Vinci keep drawing eggs from different angles?
Wasn't it to cultivate "body sense"? The black dragon is born with a full body sense, and his perspective on things is more complete than that of humans.
Kuhuru left with a roll of parchment in a trance. What he saw and heard today refreshed his worldview.
The visit of the captain of the Cinnamon Wind set a precedent for ordinary people to visit. Merchants from all over the world are like a trickle, converging into a turbulent torrent at a speed that ordinary people can hardly imagine.
The captains of merchant ships brought Myr's lace, boxes of saffron from Yi Ti, amber and dragon crystal from Asshai, and the poorer wandering merchants presented bags of silver coins.
In addition to merchants, there are also a large number of craftsmen, wandering poets, and singers.
Silversmiths sent rings and necklaces, and blacksmiths made exclusive arakh scimitars and two-handed swords for Dany according to her body shape and arm length.
Dyeers and weavers gave her colored cloth, and the rich colors made her exclaim that the ancients had such great wisdom.
Then, countless tailors poured into the palace and volunteered to sew the most beautiful clothes in the world for her . There were also flute players playing flutes for her, actors performing acrobatics to make her laugh, and artists performing magic tricks.
Two dwarves rode on sows and big dogs to learn from Westeros knights and competed with lances.
There was a young Volantis with blond hair and blue eyes. He begged Dany to take him in as a close servant, promising that in the future he would write poems with Her Majesty the Queen as the protagonist.
During the conversation, he also hinted many times that he was proficient in the seven spring cry techniques of Kaiyuan City.
Dany couldn't stand the way that guy looked at her with lustful eyes, so she directly asked the blood guard to throw him out.
Later, even the Jogsnai people north of Yi Ti came, and they gave Dany a black and white zebra.
Well, Yi Ti is the great empire in the world of ice and fire.
For ease of understanding, we can roughly think of it this way: Westeros = Britain, the city-state of Ghis in the Slave Bay = ancient Egypt, the western continent of Essos = Europe, the Dothraki Sea = Russia, the Dothraki = Cossacks, Qarth = Suez, Yi Ti = Great Celestial Empire, and the Jugosnai = the nomadic peoples in the north of the Celestial Empire.
As with all works by Western writers, as long as it involves our Great Celestial Empire, "Ice and Fire" is not too dark, but the area of Yi Ti is too small, and Westeros is too big. Okay, I'm getting off topic.
Dany invited the two Jugosnai people who came to visit to stay, and they were flattered to accept.
At the banquet that day and night, Dany told them: "You are warriors on horseback like the Dothraki. I would like to ask you two for some wisdom on leading the tribe."
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