Wizard: I crush the legend with my martial arts

Chapter 10 A new dessert

There are not many servants in the lord's mansion, which is rare in other noble mansions.

Only that bitch in front of me had no idea all day long, and was not aware of the embarrassing situation of the cold wind leader at all.

Alphonse was the only one dining at the huge dining table.

Mother's meals should have been delivered by Mia.

Lunch is a small piece of bacon steak with vegetables, and the staple food is white bread.

The bread cannot be said to be very soft, but rather bland, with a subtle woody flavor. The steak is not only salty, but also a little sweet like honey, with a hint of spice, like rosemary.

Not very tasty.

With the current environment of the Baron Mansion, it would be good to have meat.

Alphonse was not a picky eater. He had never suffered anything when he was living in the world.

While chewing the bread, an idea flashed in my mind, and I thought of something.

There seems to be no impression of that thing ever appearing in my memory.

Alphonse filled his stomach in three gulps and quickly ran to Lady Mary's room.

Mia was feeding her mother oatmeal with a spoon, and the maid stood aside respectfully.

It seems that my mother's spirits have improved a lot.

After greetings, Alphonse asked urgently, "Mother, do you know about butter?"

"Cream? What is that?" Mrs. Mary was a little confused.

Mia also had a baffled expression.

Alphonse gave a rough description, but the two of them still looked confused.

This further confirmed Alphonse's idea.

There is a door!

There is no butter in this world.

It's normal, sweets are considered luxuries.

After saying goodbye, Alphonse ran out again in a hurry.

"What does he want to do?" Mia frowned.

Mrs. Mary rarely showed a smile, "Alphonse suffered a lot with me before, so after my husband and I improved our lives, we unknowingly began to dote on him. Unexpectedly, he got some bad habits. But he is still a good boy, Mia, please help him more."

Seeing Mrs. Mary's expectant look, Mia sighed in her heart and nodded.

Alphonse ran directly to the kitchen.

I asked the cook for milk, eggs, honey, earthen pots and other utensils.

But I discovered a strange thing. There is no such thing as white sugar here. In addition to honey, maple syrup can be used to add sweetness.

In modern times, maple syrup is more expensive than white sugar. According to what the cook said, sugar cubes in this world are much more expensive than maple syrup. They are not affordable for ordinary people, and they have to go to the city to buy them.

It was also Lady Mary's request to save money, so sugar cubes were not used in the Baron's mansion.

However, the maple syrup in this world is very turbid, not as clear and translucent as what I saw in my previous life, and it also has a smell unique to the trees.

No wonder the bread you eat has a woody smell.

Alphonse also has no idea of ​​​​making white sugar. The sugar-making process is too complicated and many are difficult to achieve.

The yellow mud water drenching sugar method often mentioned in time travel novels basically cannot produce white sugar.

I don't know if Song Yingxing who wrote "Tiangong Kaiwu" recorded it wrong. If you really pour yellow mud water on sugar, you will only get dirty sugar water mixed with mud.

Alphonse first came to this place because he had seen many time-travel novels in which a spoonful of yellow mud water was poured down, and white sugar as crystal clear as snow was exposed. When he read it, he felt it was very magical. With the mentality of seeking knowledge, he went to Xiaopo Station After searching, I found that all the UP owners who tried it overturned.

It can be seen that there must be something wrong with the yellow mud water-drench sugar method, and it cannot be used just as it is.

Even if you use activated carbon to filter it, it is difficult to get completely clear and transparent sugar water. It will always have an earthy color, not to mention what it will look like when boiled into syrup. Moreover, activated carbon must be made with high-temperature steam, which is really difficult to do without some tools and equipment.

Alphonse returned to the room carrying a large pile of things.

To keep it secret, the cream cannot be made in front of the cook.

I probably still remember the method.

There is already a layer of milk skin on the milk, which is also needed.

Alphonse carefully scraped off the milk skin and put it into another small earthen jar.

Then he picked up the spoon and started stirring the milk.

This is to break up the fat particles in the milk and help separate the fat.

In modern times, you can use an electric mixer, but in this world, you can only use a manual mixer.

It takes quite a bit of time and patience.

Continuously stirring, after a long time, after confirming that the cream and milk had been completely separated, Alphonse stopped, used a spoon to scoop up all the cream floating on the surface of the milk, and put it into another container.

The next step is to beat the eggs. You don’t need egg yolks, just egg whites.

The egg yolks were not wasted, so Alphonse brought boiling water, rinsed them with water, and ate them all alive.

This is a habit left over from my previous life. A senior in the company taught me this, saying that this way can better preserve the nutrients of eggs and can also be helpful in certain aspects.

As for what certain aspects of this are, children don’t need to understand.

After adding egg whites and a little honey to the collected milk fat, Alphonse started stirring again.

It's a pity that there is no butter. It would be much easier to make butter if I had that.

Thinking about it carefully, Alphonse suddenly felt like he was being stupid.

One of the ingredients for making butter is fresh cream. There is no butter in this world, so how can there be butter?

As it is stirred, the cream becomes thicker and thicker, gradually turning into a soft paste.

I don’t know if it’s due to the addition of honey, but the cream is a little yellow and not as white as I remember.

Alphonse picked up some with his fingers and tasted it. It was still a little different from the modern cream in his memory, but it was not too different. It had the same silky and creamy texture, but it was sweeter.

However, this production method is tiring, time-consuming and labor-intensive.

After packing up the utensils, Alphonse happily ran to his mother's room holding a small half jar of cream.

It's not right to call it a small half jar. It was a small earthen jar that was originally used to hold condiments. It was only about the size of a hand, and only one-third of it was filled with cream.

It is enough for people to taste.

It was only afternoon, and Mia was sitting by the bed, holding a book and reading to Mrs. Mary who was bedridden.

Seeing Alphonse rushing in furiously again, Mrs. Mary was a little confused.

"This is the cream I made." Alphonse scooped up a little with a small spoon and brought it to his mother's mouth as if he were offering a treasure.

Mrs. Mary looked at the small lump of light yellow paste on the spoon and was a little dazed, but she still opened her mouth.

The thing my baby son named cream melted in my mouth.

Instantly, a strange fragrance and the sweetness of honey filled the taste buds, and the sweet taste seemed to fill the mouth all the time.

Lady Mary couldn't help but feel a little intoxicated.

Mia was extremely curious and her eyes widened.

"Try it too." Alphonse turned the spoon over, picked up a small bit with the handle of the spoon, and stuffed it in.

Mia hesitated for a moment, then stretched out her small tongue and licked the small amount of cream into her mouth.

　Originally, I wanted to write a story about pouring a spoonful of yellow mud water on it, and the shiny white sugar would come out, and then make a lot of money. However, after writing two chapters, I checked the information and thought that readers might criticize me, so I had to scrap it. Those two chapters were so miserable for me!
  　　
  　
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