18th November 1574
A week spent in the Tarnow exclusively allowed me to finally grasp the essential details that allowed for the insane growth of the city, despite my attention being directed in other places for most of the time.
It was just like Elia mentioned it some time ago. Even if unintentionally, all my project seemed to complement each other.
With the growth of the beer industry, the northern side of the Town that even in the future would remain relatively empty was now bustling with activities. As the main source of the money that was slowly reaching the point of bringing nearly a tenth of all the money that would appear in my coffers, the area where all sorts of breweries were set up and working was insanely huge. It wouldn't be a mistake to say that it stretched all the way from the foothold of the Saint Martin's hill where my castle was located, to the outskirts of the town proper!