Your Majesty, the Spectacle Has Missed the Country!

Chapter 23 Iron Pot and Sugar

"Arc-shaped, surrounded by a thin layer of iron. It will be placed on the fire for cooking..."

"Anyway, the iron pot I'm talking about is roughly like this." Bruno handed over the sketch he drew casually.

The blacksmith carefully took the drawing from Bruno and looked at it carefully: "A small person can do it, but it will take some time..."

"As soon as possible. If you do well, you will naturally be rewarded."

"Thank you, Master." the blacksmith said gratefully.

I picked up the wine Liszt sent and took a sip. It tasted good, a little dry, but it was no different from the wine on earth.

It's just that Bruno has never liked the dry taste of wine. He prefers mellow white wine, which is much more comfortable to drink.

Thinking of this, Bruno suddenly remembered the beets he had seen in the kitchen before.

Why not... take advantage of your free time now and try to make candy?

Although beets are not widely distributed in the Idar Territory, there are some, but most people simply eat them as vegetables and only use them to make beet soup.

After all, even on Earth, sugar beet production appeared much later than sugar cane production.

Unlike table salt, which is a necessity of daily life, sugar is a complete luxury product in this world, which can only be enjoyed by the aristocracy.

Because in this world, the only way to obtain sugar seems to be through harvesting natural honey in the wild and squeezing sugar from sugar cane.

However, there is no sugar cane in the eastern part of the Norman Empire, and not just in the eastern part of the empire. At least in Bruno's impression, there is no sugar cane producing area in the entire Norman Empire.

If the nobles wanted to eat sugar, they would either hire people to go to the wild to find wild honey, or go to the southern neighbor of the Norman Empire, the Kingdom of Basel, to purchase it.

The Kingdom of Basel is located in the southeast of the Norman Empire, not far from the Idar Territory. It is a major producer of sugar cane and exports a large amount of sugar to the Norman Empire every year.

But it is precisely because of this that the price of sugar has remained high.

"Liszt, ask someone to collect all the beetroots in the kitchen...forget it, I'll go directly..."

The Earl's second arrival still made the chefs in the castle a little uneasy, but it was much better than at the beginning, at least they wouldn't be in a hurry all of a sudden.

Hearing that the count came here for the beetroots, the cooks breathed a sigh of relief and quickly moved out all the beetroots accumulated in the kitchen.

"So many?" Bruno was surprised when he saw a large pile of beets placed in front of him.

"Sir, the price of beets is very low, so there are plenty of them in the kitchen."

"This will save trouble. You should act now and squeeze all the beets for me."

"Juicing?"

"Yeah." Bruno nodded.

Juicing is actually not troublesome. There are special equipment in the kitchen. It is rare to squeeze all the juice from so many beetroots... However, since it is the order of my master, I have to work hard to complete it.

The cooks and servants in the kitchen all went to work, some were responsible for cleaning the beets, and some were responsible for running the machine. After a while, red beet juice flowed out from the side of the machine.

Then came filtration and heating. Bruno found the gauze used for daily filtration and repeated this process several times until the beet juice started to look a little viscous.

Bruno took a spoon and took a small taste. The beet juice didn't taste very good in the mouth, but it had a slight sweetness.

"Do you want to try it?" Bruno greeted Liszt.

Liszt carefully took a spoonful and tasted it, his eyes gradually widened: "Sweet! This is sweet!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the servants present also widened their eyes. Is this...sugar water?

It turns out that beets also contain sugar?

My master's operations are becoming more and more unpredictable...

However, the sugar produced in this way is only brown sugar, and its taste and appearance are inferior to white sugar.

The adsorption method of activated carbon is usually used on earth, and the so-called activated carbon can actually be replaced by charcoal or mud.

Although it is winter and it is time to light a fire for warmth, there is no charcoal in the castle. After all, incomplete combustion of charcoal will produce toxic gases.

If he needed charcoal, he would have to go to the blacksmith workshop to ask for it. However, Bruno did not want to wait, so he ordered someone to find a pile of mud, and then poured it into the brown sugar water.

Everyone present looked at me, and I looked at you, a little confused. Why should the originally good brown sugar water be poured with mud? It's really a waste of things...

However, with constant stirring, the originally dark red sugar water gradually shed its dark coat and became clear.

When the sediment is almost gone, filtering begins to remove all the soil that was originally poured into the sugar water.

After going back and forth many times, only clear sugar water was left.

The next step was very simple, just simmer it slowly over fire. But at this step, Bruno suddenly realized a very serious problem. His iron pot had not yet been found!

Looking at the clear sugar water on one side, Bruno felt like crying.

But...Bruno looked around, and the earthen pots he usually used to make soup...should be suitable for use.

The cooking process was extremely long. UU Reading www.uukaｎshu.net Bruno didn't keep staring here, so he asked Liszt to take care of it and went back to the study to sort out the books on magic.

About evening, Liszt finally knocked on Bruno's door.

"Master, sugar has been made!"

I went downstairs excitedly, but I didn't expect that Old Ford was there. A group of people were gathered around a table, probably looking at the sugar.

"master."

Seeing Bruno coming, Old Ford couldn't wait to ask: "Is this sugar...really obtained from that beet?"

"Of course. Hey, get out of the way... let me see what the white sugar made by my own hands looks like..."

Pushing aside a few servants, Bruno saw a small pile of sugar gathered together.

I dipped a little with my hand and put it in my mouth. It tasted good, a familiar taste.

"About how much is this?"

"A little over two pounds."

"So little? Did you eat it secretly?" Bruno asked. In his impression, he used a large bucket of beet juice.

"It's quite a lot, sir. It's pretty good to be able to produce so much candy." Old Ford defended the panicked servant beside him.

While he was talking, he saw Bruno twist some sugar and put it into his mouth.

"master……"

Old Ford on the side felt a little distressed and quickly wrapped the sugar in paper.

"These candies can be exchanged for many things. Master, please eat less."

"What are you afraid of? Now that you have a method of making sugar, are you afraid that there will be no white sugar in the future? Taking advantage of the free time these days, I plan to personally participate...er, no, I will personally supervise the construction of a sugar workshop."