Succubus' Manor

After having the structure diagram of the loom, the biggest question comes—who will make it?

Chi Yan himself doesn't know anything about carpentry, he can drive nails into wooden boards at most, other than that, he is a piece of rubbish in this regard.

Instead, the steward advised him: "Dwarves are stronger than goblins, and smarter than tauren, and can do fine work."

So Chi Yan decided to form a carpentry team.

The steward told him that craftsmen only work for the Holy Court, although their status is very low, they would never dare to work secretly without telling the Holy Court.

When nobles need craftsmen, they have to apply to the Holy Court, and then the Holy Court will send the craftsmen down.

Instead of looking for a carpenter from outside, it is better to cultivate it yourself.

The biggest problem is, they don't have the tools.

The saws and planers needed for carpentry are simply impossible to buy, and the carpenters here don't seem to use saws and planers, but if they do it themselves, they can't buy iron either. Iron is a very precious metal, and it is basically only used to make weapons.

Albert and Karl have sabers, which are more symbolic than actual combat capabilities. Because of the poor forging process, they are very easy to break.

Albert told Chi Yan: "Swords often break in war! But if ours break, the enemy's will break too."

After the sword is broken, you can only rely on your fists.

Chi Yan does know this. He watched a program on CCTV when he was having dinner before, which compared Chinese and Western forging techniques. The forging techniques of the bronze swords excavated in China from the Bronze Age were even far ahead of the western medieval swords.

Western swords have maintained an almost "primitive" level of craftsmanship for a long period of time. The swords are made of pig iron and will shatter with a little force.

When a weapon is broken during a battle, it is very common to pick up the broken part and continue attacking.

"Where can I get iron?" Chi Yan could only ask the butler for help.

Steward: "The merchant may have one!"

"But neither you nor I can come forward!" The steward is very serious, "The merchants are very cunning, we must prevent them from reporting to the Holy Court, your safety is more important than anything else, and I am your steward, the merchants will take you and I'm connected, and I can't go either."

After careful analysis, Chi Yan and the housekeeper felt that the two knights could not be allowed to go, and they could not even let the knights know their plan.

The knights trained by the Holy Court were loyal to Chi Yan on the surface, but their real "masters" were still the Holy Court.

Slaves are also not allowed to go. The temperament of slaves is too obvious, and they cannot deal with old and cunning businessmen at all.

So after discussing and discussing, Chi Yan had the cheek to seek Kleist's help.

"Looking for a merchant to buy iron?" Kleist sat by the bed, he looked very leisurely, here he was completely free except for Chi Yan who occasionally came to talk to him.

Chi Yan looked at him with a begging look in his eyes: "The housekeeper and I can't come forward, we can only find you."

Kleist raised his eyebrows slightly: "What benefits do I have?"

Chi Yan: "...Money?"

Kleist shook his head.

Chi Yan asked again: "Then what do you want? As long as I can afford it, but you also know that I am very poor, and there are no good things here."

The most valuable thing in this castle is the book made of basic parchment.

But Chi Yan didn't think Kleist would like it, because it was either the dogma of the Holy Court, or a bunch of boring rules.

Seeing Chi Yan's nervous look, Kleist suddenly smiled. His voice was gentle and full of magnetism: "Just kidding, just treat it as my rental fee, a reward for staying here all the time."

"You are such a good person!" Chi Yan sent Kleist a good person card without hesitation.

Kleist narrowed his eyes slightly, his eyes were deep, but he didn't speak.

The next day, Kleist went to the town in a carriage. The coachman was a yes-man. He was very honest, but at the same time he was a little clever. For example, he never showed curiosity about anything, and no one asked him anything. , he would just say "I don't know", "I didn't notice", "I'm sorry.

The coachman looked at Chi Yan reluctantly, his eyes seemed to say that even if Chi Yan told him to die, he would choose to die without blinking.

He looked at Chi Yan with hairs all over his body.

Chi Yan gave Kleist a lot of money.

The currency here is composed of gold coins, silver coins, and copper coins. One thousand coppers are exchanged for one silver, and one hundred silvers are exchanged for one gold.

The currencies on the market are basically copper coins, and gold coins are very rare, and only nobles can use them.

Chi Yan asked Kleist to bring a bag of gold coins. There were more than [-] gold coins in it, enough to buy a lot of pig iron.

Before leaving, Kleist asked Chi Yan, "Aren't you afraid that I'll leave with the money?"

Chi Yan said firmly, "You won't."

Kleist smiled: "Why?"

Did he display a noble character?

Chi Yan said seriously again: "You are a good person."

Kleist was sitting in the carriage, he looked at Chi Yan steadfastly, and finally said with a smile: "Okay, I will be back as soon as possible, my lord."

Chi Yan's face turned red.

Although the steward, the knights, and the servants all called him my lord, for some reason, when Kleist called him that, he felt a sense of shame, as if he had been ridiculed.

After Kleist left, Albert asked about his whereabouts.

Chi Yan prevaricated by saying that the other party wanted to go to the town to buy daily necessities.

Albert: "It would be nice if he never came again! Since he came, the adults haven't spoken to me much."

Karl drank the little wine they brought, and was in a bad mood: "That's impossible, he's riding in your lord's carriage, it's important property!"

Albert rolled his eyes: "I hope he can fall off the cliff while peeing."

Carl nodded approvingly.

"What is so sour?" Albert just opened the door when a sour smell rushed up his nose.

Carl also looked confused: "Did the wine go bad?"

As soon as they arrived in the corridor, they heard Chi Yan's happy voice: "Great! Anna! You did a great job!"

Anna was the cook's name. She was flattered and stood in front of Chi Yan at a loss, with her head lowered and her eyes looking at the ground, not daring to look directly into Chi Yan's eyes.

She was very proud because she fulfilled Chi Yan's request.

But I was also very confused - so good wheat flour was made so sour by her, what is so good about it?

Chi Yan: "This is noodles."

Anna finally couldn't help but asked: "My lord, does wheat flour also have seeds? Isn't it ground from wheat?"

Chi Yan couldn't explain clearly. There is no yeast here, so the baked bread is not soft at all. Whether it is ordinary bread or black bread, it tastes dry and tasteless. He doesn't know how to extract the yeast, so he can only Made old sourdough the way his mother used to.

Doing old sourdough once can go a long way.

The best part is that although old sourdough takes much longer to ferment than yeast powder, it can be made without any additives.

In this era of barren materials, old yeast is simply a treasure.

It only needs flour and water, and a space with temperature. It needs to be fermented for 24 hours for the first time, and then divided into two parts. The two parts are re-added with water and noodles, and continue to ferment for 24 hours, and then repeat the first part. , the third time it only needs to be sent for [-] to [-] hours, repeat the steps of dividing it into two and adding water and noodles, and finally send it for another [-] to [-] hours.

The old yeast is ready.

He can finally eat normal steamed buns or bread.

Chi Yan instructed the cook to take out a part of the old yeast dough and put it into the wheat flour. After kneading until smooth, put a piece of damp cloth on it and put it aside to ferment. When it doubles in size, it can be kneaded again to exhaust it and then baked.

Although the cook made the old yeast noodles by herself, but because the old yeast noodles had a sour taste, she only felt that the wheat flour was wasted.

But when she saw with her own eyes that the kneaded dough doubled in size after waiting for several hours, her mouth couldn't close in surprise!

Is this magic? !

The food will increase by itself!

After the cook lifted the wet cloth, she knelt on the ground in shock, muttering something.

"Thanks to the Holy Spirit, and to our Father in heaven, who generously gives us food..."

Chi Yan on the side: "..."

Don't thank your father, but thank me, no, thank the working people for their wisdom.

The cook walked to Chi Yan's feet and hugged Chi Yan's calf. She cried and said, "My lord! It's the miracle of the Holy Spirit! He gave us more food! His generosity and kindness are like holy light." Shine on us!"

The cook was going crazy, her tears dripped on Chi Yan's shoe, thanking the Holy Spirit upside down.

Chi Yan couldn't correct it, he could only say, "Go bake bread."

The cook cried for a while before getting up. She wiped away the tears on her face, and held up the pot of ready-made noodles with a pious face.

It seems that it is not a pot of noodles, but a pot of holy relics.

She guessed that she had never treated this thing so gently in her life. Under Chi Yan's guidance, she kneaded the dough to exhaust it, and then put it in the oven. The oven is actually a stove with firewood burning on the bottom, and the top can be sealed.

There is no steady temperature measurement, the bread is not baked well, and there is no milk, eggs, or even sugar.

Even though the taste was bland, compared to the previous bread that could be as hard as a stone after being stored for a long time, this soft new bread finally made Chi Yan less resistant to eating.

At noon that day, Chi Yan, the two knights, the housekeeper and the cook ate the new fermented bread.

The cook lay down on the ground gratefully, and saluted Chi Yan.

Although the butler pursed his lips and tried to appear calm, his radiant eyes betrayed his emotions.

However, both the housekeeper and the cook refused to dine with Chi Yan. In order to match this unique bread, the cook also made a thick soup with more spices.

——Forget about the taste, Chi Yan didn't take a sip.

The sliced ​​bread was already a little cold, but it didn’t harden, it was still soft, and after tearing it open, you could see the honeycomb-shaped “noodle meat” inside. The taste was slightly worse than modern bread, but the difference was not too great.

Chi Yan felt okay after eating, but Albert and Carl were already screaming strangely.

"This must be the food of the Holy Spirit!"

"It's so delicious! It doesn't belong in this world!"

"My lord! It must be your noble character that moved the Holy Spirit! The Holy Spirit descended the holy miracle!"

"My lord, this is your glory!"

Chi Yan: "Shut up and eat."

Albert and Carl: "..."

When grown-ups are angry, they are still so charming!