บท 186: Visiting London Again

As Poul stepped off the ship, he was greeted by the bustling activity of the port of London. The salty sea air mingled with the pungent scents of fish and coal, filling his nostrils as he gazed upon the sprawling docklands. Cranes and steam-powered machines chugged away, lifting and hauling cargo from the ships that lined the quayside. Men shouted and whistled, directing the flow of goods as carts and wagons rumbled past.

Poul walked along the cobbled streets, passing by merchants and sailors haggling over prices and loading and unloading crates and barrels. He marveled at the sheer volume and variety of goods being exchanged, from exotic spices and silks to raw materials like iron and timber. He could see the towering chimneys of factories belching out smoke in the distance, a testament to the industrial might of the city.