The War Court and Lap Pillow, Austria’s Mandate of Heaven

The War Court and Lap Pillow, The Austrian Mandate Chapter 54 Biscuits, Noodles, Macaroni

Elterhazi Manor, in the underground wine cellar.

The deacon in charge of managing the wine cellar was rubbing his hands. Although he was very dissatisfied with the royal family's robbing of the Erte Hazi family's property, he did not choose to follow the down-and-out Prince Erte Hazi. Nice job.

It's just that this time, the wine cellar he was in charge of lost a lot. Of course, it was Madam Sophie's fault and had nothing to do with him. But after thinking about it, at least in front of this little master, he still has to do something.

"Is all the wine here ruined?" asked Franz.

"Well, it turned sour a month ago." The deacon replied.

"A month?"

"Yes, a month ago."

"Then why didn't you report it?"

"Because these wines have turned sour, it may be caused by the poor quality wine delivered by Mrs. Sophie."

"Maybe? I asked why you didn't report it?"

Franz's tone became severe. He didn't expect the housekeeper in his manor to be this kind of person. He took care of such an important wine cellar, and he didn't know how the wine turned sour. Not reported.

The deacon also saw that something was wrong with the atmosphere, so he thought of an excuse.

"I thought Madame Sophie would tell you, Archduke Franz."

"He is really a hopeless bastard." Franz made such an evaluation in his heart.

"What's your name, sir?"

"Gushan Kasai." The deacon replied.

"Well, Mr. Casser, you are fired." Franz said flatly.

"Why! I have been working for...for this manor for twenty years!" Gushan Kasai said eagerly.

"Sir, please shut up, or I'll send you to court," said Franz.

Gushan Kasai was about to argue, but was stopped by Thalia.

"Mr. Kasai, you have caused such a great loss to the Grand Duke. It is the greatest kindness to you not to hold you accountable. Please don't continue to challenge the Grand Duke's patience. Children's patience is very poor."

Gu Shan Kasai felt that he was not wrong, but he didn't want to continue to anger Franz, because he felt that Thalia's words were very reasonable, and children were impatient. If he went to Mrs. Sophie, he would be able to explain things clearly. Continue to stay in the manor as your own deacon.

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Looking at the wine in the cellar, Franz couldn't help but feel a little sad. He didn't feel sorry for those wines, he just felt that those wines didn't sell their due value, so it was a pity.

In fact, high-end wine is a luxury that is worthless if there is too much, so it's not that Franz doesn't want to sell it, but that he can't sell it, but who would have thought that the backyard would catch fire, so it's all right.

"Frantz, what are you going to do?" Thalia asked.

"What else can I do? Check it out. After distillation, the less sour ones will be sold as cheap wine, and the more sour ones can only be treated as grape vinegar." Franz said with a bitter face.

Westerners will be jealous, both materially and spiritually, and it has a long history.

As for why Westerners know how to make vinegar, it’s because there’s really no technical content in this stuff. The earliest vinegar was made by naturally fermenting wine with honey. It is estimated that a drunkard in ancient times accidentally mixed two things When mixed together, the presence of vinegar was discovered.

half an hour later.

"Frantz, the evaluation has been done. After the classification just now, one-third of the wine can be distilled and sold at a low price, and the remaining two-thirds can only be made into grape vinegar. If forced to sell, it will affect the royal family's reputation. reputation."

"Okay. How much will it cost?" Franz asked.

Thalia blinked and gestured with five fingers.

"Just fifty thousand?!" Franz asked in disbelief.

"Five thousand!" Thalia replied.

"If the cost of handling and selling these grapes is taken into account, the actual profit is probably only 4,500 florins."

"...How...how is this possible..." Something in white soul clothes was floating out of Franz's mouth.

Thalia yanked the white mass back into Franz with the clip.

"In recent years, except for the bumper harvest in Western Europe, the price of wine has plummeted. Now the price of wine is only one-third of that in 1830. The reason why the wine here can sell at a high price is borrowed from the Elthazi family. The first name and word of mouth accumulated over hundreds of years."

"..." Franz understood Thalia's meaning, and if he didn't want to exhaust his fortune, he would accept the loss honestly. But this sudden disaster really made Franz very upset. However, Thalia's words also reminded Franz that the continuous bumper harvests in these years are not normal. It is obvious that natural and man-made disasters should occur frequently in Eastern Europe.

"Thalia, how much money do we have now?" Franz said suddenly.

"Let me see." Thalia rummaged through the folder, and soon stopped.

"And 6,374,900 florins."

"Just exchange all the money for food, grapes, and agricultural products!" Franz said a little excitedly.

"Frantz, are you crazy? Yesterday, you were still mocking your mother for not being able to control herself, why is she stud today." Thalia suspected that Franz might have intermittent neurosis, but it's no wonder, after all Family disease!

"If you tell me to go, you can go." Franz kept pushing Thalia. He felt that there was no need to look at the wine cellar anymore.

"I'm sure! Within a year at most, there will be a famine in Eastern Europe. The price of food will definitely skyrocket by then," Franz explained.

"What if there is no famine within a year? Those flours will go bad, and the shelf life of most agricultural products is no more than one year." Thalia asked ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Then make those flours into cookies! ’ replied Franz.

"Biscuits?" Thalia was a little puzzled, because in her impression, biscuits were a very luxurious dessert.

At this time, Austria did not have biscuits in the modern sense. Austrian biscuits are called biscuits, but they are actually called biscuits.

Beat the eggs and mix with fine flour, add cookies and icing sugar, after the baking is complete, pour a layer of creamy chocolate on the outside...

That's right! super expensive!

"Are you sure?" Thalia continued to ask.

Franz thought Thalia didn't understand the meaning of this, so he explained it carefully.

"Flour can be stored for one year, and the flour is processed into biscuits, and the physical properties of the flour that becomes biscuits change, so the shelf life continues to be extended, so that it can be stored for another year."

Thalia thinks this method is very good, but the price of making biscuits is a bit too expensive.

"In fact, you can consider making macaroni or noodles, so that the savings will be much smaller, and it will be easier to sell to the poor." Thalia suggested.

Franz didn't understand what Thalia was thinking.

"Why? Biscuits can be used directly without fire or water, and can even be sent to the army as dry food. What if you encounter an enemy while cooking macaroni? Surrender?"

I don’t know why, when Talia mentioned macaroni, Franz thought of Italy. Seeing Talia’s insistence on noodles and macaroni, now Franz began to doubt Talia’s ethnicity, whether she has Italian lineage. +Bookmark+