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"Lady Farahia, look, that city ahead is Winter City!" Beside her, Farahia's personal maid, who had been with her since childhood, chattered incessantly like a cheerful little sparrow.

"Lady Farahia, look! Why are those farmers dumping all that dirty, smelly stuff into the fields?"

"Lady Farahia, and another thing, why are those people plastering mud outside the city walls? What are they doing?"

"Lady Falasia, look! Winterfell is so clean! Look at those cobblestone streets, they're even more orderly and tidy than King's Landing!"

Farahia gently patted the maid's head, feigning reproach, "Alright, silly girl, don't forget the purpose of our trip. Winter is approaching, and once we sell this batch of armor and longswords to the new lord of Winterfell, we'll hurry back to King's Landing."

This beautiful Farahia, from the moment she was born, seemed to be favored by the god of fate, growing up with a silver spoon in her mouth.

Because she is the most noble princess in this human kingdom.

58. The arrival of the eldest princess

As the eldest princess of the human kingdom, it is no exaggeration to say that she is the most favored and happiest person in the world.

The entire royal family cherished her like a precious jewel, protecting her with utmost care and fear for her safety.

Whether it was the majestic king, the dignified queen, or her brothers, they all doted on her.

However, Farahia is a strong-willed person at heart.

As a woman, she never measured herself by the standards of ordinary women, but instead disciplined herself with stricter requirements than men.

She yearns to learn martial arts and swordsmanship, determined to become a powerful female knight, galloping across the battlefield and writing her own legend.

But the king, who had always doted on her, unusually put on a stern face and said to her in a harsh tone: "Women should stay at home. Marry a duke's son. Why bother learning those fighting and killing things?"

Farahia did not give up and turned to her brothers for help.

But what they received were largely the same responses, along with the undisguised disdain and contempt deep in their eyes.

Despite their best efforts to conceal it, the perceptive Farahia still caught the fleeting look of disdain in their eyes.

This was like a sharp blade, piercing Farahia's pride.

Her heart was filled with resentment and indignation: Why are women destined to be inferior to men? Can't women have lofty ambitions and great strength?

Farahia was a person with a strong sense of self-respect who refused to bow to fate.

In recent years, she has keenly noticed that everything around her is quietly changing.

The Emperor's health deteriorated, and his former majesty and vitality gradually faded, replaced by increasing fatigue and illness.

The relationship between the brothers grew increasingly cold and distant, with undercurrents swirling between them, even reaching a point of tension where they were on the verge of exploding.

Farahia knew that a dramatic upheaval within the royal family was likely imminent.

She pleaded with the king for financial support, citing her desire to travel and broaden her horizons.

The king, who always granted his daughter's every request, readily agreed to her not-too-excessive little request.

After receiving the funds, Farahia acted swiftly.

She carefully assembled a caravan with her loyal court guards.

With the wise advice of her intelligent sister Safina, Falashia set off from King's Landing, the bustling capital of the Empire, with her caravan and capital. They traveled through mountains and rivers, passing through the rich territories of human nobles, the mysterious mines of dwarves, and the rugged tribes of orcs.

They experienced the different customs and traditions of various ethnic groups and accumulated rich business travel experience.

She cleverly took advantage of the differences in local products and transported the specialties of each territory to several remote cities she would pass through for sale.

In this way, she earned a very considerable profit by virtue of her extraordinary courage and sharp mind.

After two years of business dealings, she not only gained a reputation in the business world, but also accumulated an astonishing amount of wealth.

At the same time, Farahia never stopped trying to find out the whereabouts of her brothers, the princes.

She noticed that her brothers were making preparations in full swing: a large-scale conscription, blacksmith shops working day and night to forge weapons, and purchase lists for all kinds of weapons and armor coming in like snowflakes from the armory.

All the signs gradually made it clear to Farahia that her brothers' intentions were ripe for battle—they were eager to prove themselves in this fight for the throne.

The old king's health deteriorated, yet he clung to life, clinging to his deathbed, reluctant to take his last breath.

This greatly worried the ambitious princes.

The old king has lived too long, and the eldest prince is already over thirty and middle-aged. The years have made him have an even greater desire for power.

The other princes, too, coveted the supreme throne and secretly amassed power, waiting for their chance to strike.

After all, who wouldn't want to reach the pinnacle of power in this kingdom and possess unparalleled glory and wealth?

Moreover, several border dukes of the empire were also ambitious individuals.

They commanded large armies, controlled their own territories, and were equally eager to seize the throne, always ready to grab a share of the spoils in this game of power.

A bloody battle for the throne is about to erupt.

Farahia knew the situation was urgent and that she had to get back to the capital, King's Landing, as quickly as possible.

Her younger sister, Safina, was still in the capital. In this impending storm, the frail Safina was undoubtedly the one who needed her protection the most.

For this reason, Farahia carefully planned the last leg of her trip.

She had heard that every winter, a terrifying tide of monsters would surge forth.

In this catastrophe, Winterfell was always the first to bear the brunt. The soldiers in the city disregarded their own lives and charged ahead, using their flesh and blood to protect the land and people behind them from the trampling and ravaging of monsters.

Farahia's plan was to sell some of the armor and weapons she brought back from the Dwarven Kingdom to the lord of Winterfell.

In this way, she could both make a profit and use the opportunity to befriend the lord, helping him weather the monster tide and laying a useful foundation for any future crises. Afterward, she could rush back to the capital to protect her sister, Safina.

However, when she stepped into the border city of Winterfell, she found that everything seemed somewhat different from what she had expected...

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59. Fruit wine

Inside the city lord's palace.

"My lord, the goods we've brought this time consist of fifty sets of chainmail and one hundred fine iron longswords. Each set of chainmail costs one gold coin, and each longsword costs fifty silver coins. If you buy them all, I'll give you a round number: one hundred gold coins. How about that? These are all excellent armor and weapons from the dwarven territory, of superior quality, and certainly not ordinary goods. When the winter beast tide arrives, you should be able to use these weapons and equipment."

Farahia's lips curled into a confident yet slightly arrogant smile as her gaze fell directly on Link.

As an imperial princess, she possessed an innate arrogance.

In her eyes, Link was nothing more than a hereditary earl, and one who lived in this remote and impoverished place at that.

Moreover, she knew that even if a nobleman fell into poverty, he would still have some savings.

Link's gaze lingered briefly on Farahia; he was more interested in Farahia herself than the goods she had brought.

Having played the game and knowing its storyline, Link immediately recognized Farasia's identity—the eldest princess of the human kingdom!

In the game's storyline, she not only has a powerful and large caravan as a solid economic backing, but is also a member of the hero's harem with many confidantes.

In the hero's future journey, Farahia, with the caravan's considerable wealth, continuously provided the hero with various high-level equipment and weapons, as well as rare and precious materials, becoming an indispensable help on the hero's path to growth.

It can be said that without the economic support provided by Farahia, the hero could never have risen so quickly to become a renowned powerhouse.

Thinking of this, Link nodded slightly and said calmly, "One hundred gold coins? Deal, I'll buy all these goods. However, I happen to have a few items that I'd like Your Highness to take a look at and appraise."

"You actually know me?"

Farahia was slightly taken aback, a hint of surprise flashing in her beautiful eyes.

She was genuinely surprised that Link could directly reveal her identity.

In her memory, she seemed to have never crossed paths with Link, let alone met him.

But at this moment, Link called out her name so confidently and directly, as if they were old acquaintances.

Link didn't offer any further explanation, but simply smiled faintly as the corners of his mouth turned up.

Then, he calmly turned to his maid Della and whispered, "Della, go to Hannah's workshop and fetch some strong liquor and soap. Oh, and call Fiora over as well."

Soon, Della arrived gracefully with several maids, carrying all sorts of bottles and jars.

Accompanying them was Fiora, the elf that Link had recently manifested.

Farahia's eyes widened in surprise when she saw Fiora's signature pointed ears.

She had been away from home for more than two years, during which time she had not given up the idea of ​​exploring the mysterious elf kingdom, but all her attempts had ended in failure, and she had not even seen a trace of the elves.

At that moment, a real elf stood right in front of her!

"Your Highness, as you can see with your own eyes, this is Fiora, and she is indeed an elf. It is quite a coincidence that my Winter City just completed several transactions with the mysterious elves a few days ago, and we will be able to conduct trade with them in the future. What I want to present to you today are rare specialties from the elves."

Link remained calm and made up a story. He then took the bottles and jars from Della and the others and opened them one by one in front of Farahia.

The first thing served was a strong liquor.

The purified and carefully blended liquor has a clear and bright color, like a clear spring, and gleams softly under the light.

As soon as the lid was opened, a rich and mellow aroma wafted out, attracting Farahia, who subconsciously leaned closer to take a sniff.

Having been in the business world for over two years, Farahia has developed a considerable understanding of various types of alcohol.

Among them, the spirit brewed by the dwarves is the most famous. In noble circles, a jar of such spirit can sell for a high price of twenty gold coins.

The aroma of the jar of wine placed before us is in no way inferior to the strong liquor of the dwarves.

Link took a small cup, poured a little wine into it, and handed it to Farahia, saying, "Your Highness, please try this. This is wine brewed by the elves. Compare it with the strong liquor of the dwarves and see how it tastes?"

Farahia didn't hesitate and generously accepted the glass, taking a small sip.

The taste was completely different from what she had expected.

This liquor wasn't as pungent and harsh as the dwarven spirits; instead, it had a refreshing fruity aroma that lingered in the mouth.

Indeed, if you simply extract high-proof spirits from ale, the taste will inevitably be monotonous.

Therefore, Link had Hannah add some special ingredients—fruit—when brewing the wine.

60. Perfume and Soap

Turning fruit into wine not only offers a new way to consume it, but also gives the wine a unique flavor.

Kiwifruit, bayberry, orange, grape, blueberry, red date, cherry, lychee, peach, persimmon, strawberry and other fruits can all be used to make fruit wine, and each fruit wine has a unique taste.

The brewing of fruit wine allows fruit to continue its "life" in another form, transforming into another delicious flavor that leaves a lasting impression.

Fruit wine has a long and rich history in China.

In ancient China, it is said that more than two thousand years ago, after Qin Shi Huang completed his conquest of the six kingdoms, he became obsessed with immortality and sent the alchemist Xu Fu to sea to search for the elixir of life.

In preparation for his voyage, Xu Fu searched far and wide for strong and healthy young boys and girls to accompany him.

When he passed through Rao'an County, which was formerly under the jurisdiction of the State of Qi, now known as Qiantong Town in Yanshan County, he found that the local people were all strong and healthy and rarely suffered from diseases.

This puzzled him greatly. At that time, wars were frequent, people were displaced, and most people were physically weak. So why were the people here so healthy?

Therefore, Xu Fu began to observe the local people's lifestyle and soon discovered that the people of Qi loved to eat red dates and often drank date wine.

Xu Fu recruited three thousand boys and girls here and ordered people to build a winery to start brewing jujube wine, firstly to protect those going to sea from the fierce cold winds at sea, and secondly to dispel the dampness.

Later, Xu Fu led his fleet eastward across the sea to what is now Japan, where he also spread the art of jujube wine brewing.

This shows that the history of jujube wine can be traced back at least two thousand years.

This fine wine was discovered by people in the countryside long ago.

Whether other fruits were used for winemaking at that time is difficult to verify, but it is certain that fruit winemaking had already quietly emerged among the people before the Qin Dynasty.

During the Han and Tang dynasties, fruit wine experienced a period of rapid development.

In Qiantong Town, the Han Chinese Dongfang Shuo carefully brewed a new wine using red dates and herbs, resulting in a wine with a rich aroma and mellow taste.

In the Peking Opera "Catching and Releasing Cao Cao", there is a aria that says "Rao An went to buy wine", which indirectly confirms the fame of Qian Tong wine at that time.

During the Tang Dynasty, Qiantong wine became even more popular among literati and scholars.

The great Tang Dynasty poet Li He once wrote the famous line, "Crystal cup, amber wine, drops of red pearls from the small vat," praising Qian Tong wine.

During the Tang Dynasty, the economy was prosperous and the people lived affluent lives. Their pursuit of quality of life also increased day by day, which led to the rapid development of fruit wine. Various kinds of fruit wine emerged like mushrooms after rain, presenting a prosperous scene.

Legend has it that Yang Guifei had a special fondness for pomegranate wine, and Emperor Xuanzong of Tang even specially arranged for someone to brew pomegranate wine just for her.