Compared to the scene when Loran Hill went out to sea, this place has undoubtedly become much more prosperous. Not only has the harbor expanded a lot, but the ships docked there are also very different. There are large treasure ships from the official dynasty, small long ships built by the people, iron-clad black ships from the Western Continent, and giant disc-shaped ships made of special materials. Such ships look like round turtles, without sails, but with oars all around, which can be paddled.
Unlike other ships, this type of ship is an exploration ship used to navigate dangerous waters with dense whirlpools and extremely changing currents. Its function is to go deep into dangerous waters and find stable routes.
"Beep--" The steam ironclad ship in the distance discharged the gas from its internal boiler, making a long sound.
After getting off the treasure ship, Loran Hill felt that there were a lot of fine coal slag on the dock under his feet. That fine black powder seemed not easy to wash off.
Looking far into the distance on the island, you can see two tall chimneys emitting thick black smoke.
The shops on the street were crowded with people, most of whom were sailors who had disembarked from the ship and came to eat or drink tea.
Compared to the conservative, introverted, and tranquil landscape of the inland areas, the commercial and trade-rich port cities have a more open and unrestrained dock culture. Many dock workers handling cargo will stand shirtless near tea shops, drinking water and wiping sweat with towels draped over their shoulders.
"Steam tea, delicious and novel steam tea~"
In front of a shop on the street, there is a large bronze metal object. It is shaped like a ball, with a bracket underneath where firewood is burning. There are several riveted gauges on top, and several raised nut covers on the top. One of them is lifted up and rotates continuously, making a regular whistle sound.
Looking at this slightly novel alchemical creation, Loran Hill couldn't help but walk over, and at this time someone was already asking in front of the stall.
"How much is this, or what exactly is it?" a passerby asked curiously.
"Hey, this can't be explained in a short time. You'll know after you take a look. It's not expensive, five copper coins per cup." After saying that, the man placed six cups in front of the table, then unscrewed the small faucet next to the big belly of the ancient bronze creature, and a stream of boiling liquid spurted out.
The sturdy man skillfully held the cups one after another, filling each one up, and then quickly turned off the faucet with a twist.
The six cups in front of me are currently filled with amber tea, and the air is filled with a hot and refreshing tea fragrance. Looking inside the cups, countless tiny bubbles float up and burst, releasing more fragrance.
"Look everyone, this is our unique steam tea. It tastes extraordinary. Drink it while it's hot and bubbling. It's like a heavenly enjoyment." He boasted, and then attracted more people's attention.
Many people saw this thing for the first time and were very surprised and curious. Many people also started to pay money to taste it, and then showed surprised expressions.
"How is it, is it worth it?"
"It's worth it! It's really fresh." Several customers replied with smacking their lips.
"Very, delicious." One of the merchants from the Western Continent also gave a thumbs up.
Looking at this scene, Loran Hill, who was standing behind the crowd, showed an amused expression.
How should I put it? It's like mixing soda and tea together. To her, it seems a bit weird, but in the eyes of these people today, it may be novel and acceptable?
New technologies always bring new ideas. Although most of them are similar to past historical trajectories, there will always be unexpected developments. Perhaps in the future, before Coke becomes popular, this soda tea will be one step ahead.
With her sun hat lowered, Loran Hill, wearing a light green dress, slowly stepped out of the crowd.
"Sister Luo Lan, where did you go just now?" Ye Ling only then found the girl in the crowd. She had actually run away alone just now.
"I went to see some new things. Let's go shopping first. The fleet will stay here for a few days."
It's undeniable that the Pearl Islands harbor now exudes a profound sense of disconnection. You can see Eastern women in kilts, elves in short-skirted hunting suits, Western mercenaries in breastplates or half-plates, Eastern warriors in scale armor and iron maces, alchemists wearing monocles and carrying various metal gadgets, and practitioners in flowing clothes with warm jade belts.
In this era when technology has not yet fully spread and cultures from all over the world have not yet fully communicated, this brief period of time when the old and the new coexist and various cultures coexist is like a kaleidoscope, colorful and vivid.
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