Chapter 131 Slime Corpse, We Like You
Among the ruins, the lights of the Papal Palace are always the brightest.
Because Pope Horne and Saint Jeanne both live in that wooden house, their fluorescent stone lamps shine much brighter than ordinary people.
Like a star in the night.
Horn squatted on the ground, pushing the light of the glowstone lamp to its limit.
Beads of sweat broke out on his forehead, and he nervously knocked the light to the ground.
On the wooden floor, there is a pottery pot. The pottery pot is made of brown sugar water after dissolving clear lime water and adding slime gel.
The reddish-black gelatinous mass was floating in the water, and Horn could clearly see a circle of light yellow frosting condensing on the wall of the pottery basin.
This is Horn's idea of a way to develop the economy, refining sugar.
Pure white sugar is a high-end luxury product, and the price per pound can reach 18 dinars.
The price of brown sugar is only 2 dinars per pound. Excluding labor costs and material fees, the net profit can reach 10 dinars.
You know, Chizuma Town is located in the south. Even if there is no sugar cane, growing fruits with high sugar content is more convenient than in the north.
If white sugar can be produced, with the location advantage of the south, it will soon become a strong industrial chain.
The first method he thought of was the yellow mud water-drench sugar method in Tiangong Kaiwu.
So after buying a lot of brown sugar, Horn poured yellow mud water all afternoon, but it had no effect.
Later, Horn thought about the composition of yellow mud water. Its adsorption capacity is not as good as activated carbon, so how can it be used as a decolorizing agent.
The only explanation is that the so-called yellow mud water is not really yellow mud water, but kaolin dyed by red soil.
The most useful ingredient is most likely the montmorillonite in kaolin clay, but the question is whether there is montmorillonite in this world?
After asking Sissi, Horn found that there are indeed things with similar effects in this world, and they are often used to make anti-diarrheal potions.
That is dried and ground slime gel powder.
It's come full circle and come back again.
With the mentality of giving it a try, Horn put the slime gel powder into the brown sugar water soaked in lime water and stirred continuously.
During the re-coagulation of the slime gel, the originally black sugar water actually turned red.
After standing for a period of time, the upper layer will be a light yellow transparent clear liquid, and the lower layer will be a black-red turbid precipitate.
During the drying and evaporation of the upper clear liquid, "white sugar" actually precipitated.
Since there is no honey separator, this kind of white icing sugar actually contains molasses, which is not as white as snow at all. At most, it can only be regarded as brown sugar.
This is already whiter than the whitest white sugar on the market. If activated carbon and a hand-operated separator can be developed in the future, maybe white sugar can really be produced.
"Slime Corpse, we like you." After testing it with mice, Horn happily hummed a tune and handed the mixed sugar water to Jeanne.
“Try it.” Horn took a sip of his sugar water and said to Jeanne with a smile.
Jeanna raised her head from her copy of "Knight Sifal", picked up the sugar water and took a sip, frowning: "It's too sweet, I'll drink it later."
After saying that, she lowered her head again and excerpted the sentences from "Knight Sifal" word for word.
Inspired by being a question writer in the small town of Horn, Jeanne really studied hard during this time.
She progressed very slowly, but she did finish reading half of the book step by step.
In Horn's opinion, you can either choose cheese snow leopard or knowledge explosion.
The daily routine during this period was that Jeanne taught Horn breathing techniques in the morning, and Horn taught Jeanne writing and arithmetic in the afternoon.
In fact, the progress of both of them is not very fast.
A cool breeze came in along the crack of the door. Horn looked towards the door and saw Grampwin walking in carrying a box.
"What are you doing here so late?" "Mr. Thomas brought you a gift. They said they heard that you like books, so they found some books with many words."< br>
“They still know this.” Opening the box, Horn blew away the dust on the cover, “Where did these books come from?”
"I picked up rubbish everywhere, and some of it was dug out from nearby ruins."
"And this good luck? Didn't you steal it?" Picking up a book, Horn shook it. , shaking off the dust and grass blades between the pages.
In the empire, the price of books is not cheap, and they can actually pick up twenty copies.
"Probably, no," he replied hesitantly. Grampwin wiped the sweat from his head, "This area used to be a commercial port with many warehouses. Later, a fire broke out and it was rebuilt to Half of them were destroyed by the flood.
If nothing else, these books should have been left behind by the merchants. ”
Horn really needed books. After all, books were needed to cultivate talents and understand the situation of the empire. But when he opened a book that was delivered to him, he fell silent again.
"Madeleine, go and tell them that I accept your wishes. However, the book with many words may not be a book, it may also be an account book."
Horn put the book in the small box After looking through it, I found that they were all messy account books from various chambers of commerce.
“What should I do with these account books?” Grampwin didn’t know whether to laugh or cry.
Throwing it back into the box, Horn covered his mouth and nose: "Didn't I teach the boy soldiers and the bishops and elders double-entry accounting and statistics before? They have been idle recently. Just practice with this.”
If the ledger is lost, it is lost. Why not exercise their ability to handle complex transactions and data?
Horn didn't expect them to really be able to practice anything, he just wanted them to get familiar with it first.
He knew that his hands-on style of play would not last long. These 1,200 people were fine, but when it expanded to 10,000 people, it would be more troublesome.
Along the way, Horn, Armand, himself, Jeshka and even Bonnard came on the stage in shackles to the boy soldiers, senators and bishops, and took turns to take classes.
After using Horn's simplified alphabet, they can at least read some words and do some simple arithmetic.
"Oh, by the way, Your Majesty, there is one more thing to do in six days..." Grampwin stood shyly and coyly.
“Speak quickly if you have something to say, and fart if you have any.”
“I am going to hold a wedding with Diya, about six days later...”
“Bang bang bang !”
Before Gramp finished speaking, the sound of gunfire in the night sky overshadowed the second half of his sentence.
Jeanne immediately jumped up and ran towards the direction of the gunfire, while Horn grabbed her wrist.
"It's the army commanders over at the new camp." Horn smiled lightly, "Don't worry, I have arranged it in advance."
Listening to the banging sound of gunfire, Jeanne Standing at the door, looking over there for a long time, he turned back and asked, "How do you know?"
"This morning, I used my financial power to evade them. If I don't resist now, when will I resist?"< br>
“Do they still have the courage?”
"The old dog still has a few rotten teeth. Even if Myrcella comes to seize power today, they will try it." Horn yawned, "What kind of civilization level do we have? If there is no bloodshed in the transfer of power, then it will be It’s not called the transfer of power.”
Looking at Grampwin, who was still standing there with the box, Horn laughed: “In six days, right? Don’t worry, I will be there to witness your marriage. . ”
As soon as Grampwin left, the sound of rapid footsteps sounded again.
With a cheerful smile on his face, Das strode all the way to Horn.
"Wan Piao, those bandits ran away, we killed five and injured three, what should we do?"
"Hang the dead ones for public display, treat the alive ones well and put them back tomorrow."
"Why not kill them together?" Das asked.
"Kill? If you kill them, who knows how strong we are?"
(End of this chapter)