章 27: The Universal Earth Stove
Vivian came downstairs with a new dress and a new head covering.
The petite Vivian was paired with a slim gray dress, a short black hair set, and two cat ears coming out of her hair.
"It's true that only women understand women better." Looking at Vivian's body as if it was a tailor-made dress, Charlotte couldn't help but be impressed.
Vivian spun in place, her skirt flying, but she suddenly had a sour nose.
Once she also had several closets of beautiful dresses, she thought that entering the abyss was entering hell, but she didn't expect that her once imaginary enemy Charlotte had become her boss, and she could still wear a beautiful little dress.
With her mother still waiting for her to be rescued in a prison in the Imperial Capital, she must work hard to train to improve her strength while searching for someone who can help her.
Cromwell's power was too strong, so strong that it was desperate.
"What? Don't like the dress?" Charlotte asked when she saw that Vivian was not in a good mood.
"No. ... I like it a lot." Vivian shook her head and forced out a little smile, "Then I'm going to refine the medicine, I bought so many materials today, so I can refine a little bit more hemostatic potions."
"Go." Charlotte nodded.
He who had been promoted to a capitalist, his favorite was this kind of hitman who would arrange work for himself.
After going into the study and pounding for a while, Charlotte went out again with two drawings in his pocket.
The street of Baca Street was more than ten meters wide, the ground was paved with thick stone slabs, it couldn't be said to be smooth, but it was enough for a horse-drawn carriage to travel.
The houses on both sides of the street are built with large black stones, this kind of stone can be found everywhere in the abyss, the hundreds of meters high black cliffs are this kind of stone, the height of a single floor is generally around five meters, able to receive the vast majority of racial guests.
The ultra-high existences like Amos generally went to open-air business establishments, or business establishments that specialized in oversized individual guests.
Baka Street was relatively stable, but Charlotte still maintained a twelve-percent vigilance, squeezing the magical charm under her sleeve and hand, in a state that could be triggered at any time.
The commercial ecology of the street was very complete, clothing, food, housing and transportation could all be found.
However, the flow of people was ordinary, and there were no particularly famous stores.
The four great families controlled one side and collected rent from the traders as a protection fee.
But the underlying logic of business is the same, the better the port, the more people flow, the street's rent will naturally rise.
However, if the business of the street is slow and no one is seen, then there will be vacant stores and low rent.
Barka Street belongs to the kind of bad but not bad business district, customers from the neighborhood residents, store owners can barely make a living, can not make a fortune.
The rents are not too high and not too low, just at a level acceptable to the shop owners.
Carefully avoiding the two street fights, for three thefts passed by without looking, Charlotte arrived at the end of the blacksmith store in Baca Street without any danger.
As soon as Charlotte stepped into the blacksmith store, the rolling heat wave hit his face, and the clanking sound of iron smithing shook his eardrums.
"Boss!" Charlotte called out.
The iron smithing sound came to an abrupt halt, and a short, stout dwarf carrying a sledgehammer almost as tall as him walked out of the forge.
"Dr. Charlotte!" Guy stepped forward with some surprise, "What brings you here."
"I need to forge a set of pots and pans." Charlotte said as she opened the door, pulling out the drawing she had made from her pocket and handing it to Guy.
Guy took the drawing and looked at it, revealing a few puzzled expressions, looking up at Charlotte and asking, "This pot, how come it's this style?"
This blacksmith store of his would not only make weapons on weekdays, but would also take on some work of making pots and tools in his spare time.
But other people's pots were either deep pots with three legs underneath that could burn a fire, or pots with ears on the edge that could be hung.
But what Charlotte's drawing showed was an open pot, a little larger than common, not too deep, not too shallow, with no supporting legs underneath, and no ears on the edge of the pot, which looked a little strange.
"This is my own design, it is a little different from the common pots, and it has to be used with this stove to make it work." Charlotte took out another drawing.
What he wanted to build was an earthen stove, an all-purpose earthen stove that could steam, stir-fry, fry, and stew.
Surrounding the earthen stove, with chicken stewing in the pot, surrounding and then sticking a circle of pot side buns, the taste, just can't dare to think about it.
Harry took the drawings and looked at a good half day, or did not understand the stove's peculiar shape, so I said: "pot I can give you according to the drawings to hit the system, but this stove ... I'm afraid you have to go to find a stonemason to give you a laying, it just so happens that there is a stonemason store next door to me, I'll take you there and let him calculate a cheap price for you."
"That would be appreciated." Charlotte nodded in a hurry.
Ten minutes later, Charlotte came out of the stonemasonry store with a dwarf stonemason, pulling a cart of black large square stones back to the clinic.
Charlotte first built a new stove in the first floor alchemy room so that he could concurrently make medicine with Vivian.
Then in the corner room on the second floor, he built a clay stove with the chimney facing inward.
The project didn't look big, but the mason had never built this style of stove before, Charlotte was there to supervise and correct the work, and it took a whole afternoon to complete it.
Looking at the polished and smooth stove top, the neatly laid chimney, Charlotte nodded with satisfaction, now all that was missing was Harry's large iron pot.
"Hard work."
Charlotte settled eight hundred copper coins to the stonemason, the labor and materials were included, the price was quite fair.
Then Charlotte went out to add a few pieces of furniture, including shelves for sundries and spices, a small square table, and two small wooden stools.
The kitchen-cum-dining room was now in shape.
If it wasn't for the fact that the iron pot still had to wait for two days, Charlotte would have wanted to go out and buy some vegetables, and stir fry a meat and a vegetarian dish for herself.
But just went out to buy furniture, Charlotte found that the grocery store is selling flour, ten copper coins a catty price, almost close to the price of meat, bought a catty, and cut two and a half pounds of fat and thin wild boar meat in the butcher store.
Black bread to eat enough, Charlotte intends to do cage buns to improve the meal.
When he was in college, he worked part-time at a baozi store for a semester, and knew all the processes from dough to filling, and was even once designated by the boss as the successor of the master baozi maker.
The new refining pot hadn't been drenched in strange stuff yet, and with a few chopsticks set up, it could be used to steam buns.
Without baking powder, he used the low-grade rice wine he bought with sugar to ferment the flour, and the result was not bad.
Boar skin boiled a pot of thick soup, put it in the freezer where special potions were kept to freeze it into a frozen form, then cut it into small squares and wrapped it into the buns along with the chopped half-fat and lean boar meat.
Even if the conditions are limited, it still has to be on the dunked soup buns ah!
Vivian was refining the hemostatic potion on the side, and Charlotte was steaming the buns on the newly built stove next to her.
"Boss, what's this? White and chubby?" Vivian smelled the aroma and couldn't help but stop her hand movements, looking curiously at McGonagall as she asked.
"Our dinner, dunked soup buns." Charlotte smiled.
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