Release that Witch

Chapter 301: Bomb and wine

On the second day after the relocation of the Sleeping Island witch, Roland called the city hall manager Barov to the office.

“I need you to post a recruitment announcement,” he said, pushing the draft to the other side. “The short-term work of a week, about ten people, preferably women.”

Barov picked up the paper and looked at it carefully. "His Royal Highness, may I ask starch...what is it?"

"Do you know wheat flour?"

The general manager hesitated, "Do you mean coarse or fine powder? After the wheat is ground, it can be baked into bread, or baked into a wheat cake, and you eat the fine powder that further sieves the bran, the latter The output is only 60% of the former, and the baked bread is softer, but the price is very high, only the big aristocrats can afford it."

The former Finance Minister’s assistant made Roland most satisfied with the full understanding of all kinds of underlying goods. Because of the backwardness of agriculture and the lack of food, the same thing is completely different in all walks of life. For example, the most common wheat, the common method of eating is to directly smash the husked wheat granules, so that the food can be used to the utmost extent, but some residual husks and sandstones will be cooked together in the pan and often eaten. Tooth decay.

Small aristocrats should pay attention to some, they will order people to sift the grain into the sand, grind it into a coarse powder, and bake it into bread and pancakes.

Further up is the rich aristocratic class at home. Food is no longer a tool for these people to simply fill their stomachs, but a means of pursuing delicious enjoyment. The kitchen will further sift the wheat flour, remove the bran, and get the fine white powder. The baked bread is beige, and it tastes more delicate and tastes sweeter.

“Starch is based on refined wheat flour and continues to be purified,” Roland said. “When you recruit people, I will send people to tell them the specifics.”

"Continue, continue processing?" Barov couldn't help but widen his eyes. "How much wheat do you have to use?"

"I don't need too much, three or four hundred kilograms..." Roland paused and changed his mouth. "Like my desk so big."

He nodded and asked, "Why do you ask for women as much as possible?"

“Because they are more careful in doing things. Moreover, I hope to see more women on the job, instead of being idle at home,” Roland suddenly thought of. “At present, the popular education in Bianyan Town seems to be faster for women’s classes. What?"

"Although the main person in charge of the Ministry of Education is Ms. Shu, the situation is indeed the case. They have not done much in addition to taking care of children and taking care of housework, so they spend most of their time reading and literacy."

"In this case, I ask that when the next round of assessment is over, the city hall you are responsible for must recruit a group of female apprentices and gradually expand the proportion of female positions," Roland said.

"His Highness, this... there is no precedent," Barov frowned. "If only the heart is fine, my apprentice is no worse than any woman."

“There is no precedent to create a precedent,” Roland said bluntly. “This is also the easiest and quickest way to grow the workforce without expanding the total population. If all women can take on the task of building a small town, I The available manpower can be doubled. All you have to do is to lead people to change their minds. As long as the salary is attractive, I think they will stand up one by one."

After Barov retired, the nightingale laughed in the ear of the prince. "What are you going to do something delicious?"

"Starch? No, it's not for eating," Roland drank the tea. "Although it's really good ingredients in the process."

Soak the fine wheat flour into the water, then knead and wash until the water is completely white, then change the water to continue. The last remaining messy substance is gluten, which can be used for deep-fried or stir-fried, with a soft and elastic taste. Applying honey or mixing spices after baking is a great treat.

However, Roland’s focus is not on food.

After the milky white water is sieved, the starch is precipitated and is the main material for making explosives.

Under the condition that nitrification/glycerol has not yet begun to be tested, t.n.t. is even more unspeakable, nitrified starch becomes the most explosively explosive, and the manufacturing process is exactly the same as that of nitrocellulose. The finished product has low sensitivity, the open flame cannot be ignited, and it needs to be detonated with a thunder tube. The power is higher than t.n.t., and it was widely used as a substitute for the former during the two world wars.

With high-purity starch, those alchemy apprentices who have made the nitrocellulose production process feel good, can also quickly produce a batch of nitrated starch.

After lunch, Roland was planning to go back to the room to take a nap, and the door suddenly sounded knocking outside the office.

Usually this time to find him, in all likelihood is Anna. His heart jumped twice. Is it because the last time I was too tired to fall asleep directly, so this time I decided to pick it at noon?

"come in."

The door slammed open, and Roland groaned, and Evelyn stood outside.

Uh... This is a bit different from what I think. He coughed twice and showed a kind smile. "Is there anything?"

She went to the table and bowed her head. It looked a little nervous. "His Highness, I want to ask you a question."

Is it the old-fashioned talk about why you are so good to witches? However, in the spirit of treating comrades as warm as the spring breeze, he smiled. "What problem, you ask."

"You... Why should I pick me to the town?"

Roland is a little stunned. Is she not drinking alcohol?

"My ability is not as good as that of Hilli, and not as practical as lotus and honey," she whispered. "Just a tasting, every month a golden dragon is paid enough to hire a professional winemaker from Wang. Teacher."

"What do you think of those wines... how?"

“It’s too hot at first, but it’s acceptable to drink it slowly. As for the mixed wines mixed with ice, juice and syrup, it’s richer in taste. But this is just my personal opinion,” Evelyn replied cautiously, "The pub in the house only sells cheap wine and water ale, the tendency of the nobility... I don't know."

It was not suspected that there was a problem with the wine, and the prince quietly sighed. He got up and opened the bookcase. He took a can of ale from the top and placed it in front of Evelyn. "Can you convert this can of ale into my brewed white wine?"

"I think...should be okay." She reached out and held the jar, and soon the dimly lit wine changed. As the bubbles rose, the ale became more and more clarified, and finally it was as bright as boiled water, but Roland had already smelled the richness of the wine. He couldn't wait to lick a little with his fingers, put it in his mouth, and bitter and hot, and it was a high-alcohol taste.

Roland couldn't help but laugh out. "That's why I picked you up."

Looking at the confused Evelyn, he clap his hands. "I plan to open an alcohol factory... No, it is a winery. Would you like to be my chief winemaker?" (To be continued.,, you The support is my biggest motivation.)

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