Chapter 1090: The Romantic Capital of the Middle Ages

Lavender is very popular with many modern people, and in the past few years, because of the influence of some TV dramas, many people have worn lavender bottles around their necks.

Around Duluth, there were a few people selling lavender sachets.

The romantic capital of Paris, lavender, sounds beautiful, but Duluth's iron-green face is almost so gloomy that it can drip water, he forced the hilt of the sword, gritted his teeth and took out the copper coin from his pocket, and bought a basket of lavender sachets!

Can you not buy it?!

Now......

There is a Xiangcheng in front of you!

In front of me, there was a large black wall, almost as tall as the city wall, and there were many people there who didn't know what to do.

Perhaps as a thank you to Duluth for buying all his sachets, the peddler pointed to the city and smiled: "Paris is becoming more and more prosperous, but it is also bringing more and more Xiang, and the Parisians are afraid that the enemy will step on these Xiang and climb the city wall to attack, and they have recently prepared to make the city wall a little higher......"

Duluth could barely look at the logic in this: "I'm afraid that people will come to attack the city, can't I get rid of all these things?" Living in a circle of Xiang all day long, those nobles didn't feel disgusted?"

The peddler shrugged: "Who knows? But these Xiang are very difficult to deal with, I have been like this since I was born, I don't know how many hundred years have I, right?"

"Is it difficult to deal with? Learn from the Orientals, and get these things into the fields as fertilizer? On the Oriental Road, if there is a lump of cow dung, it will be snatched away by the peasants, and 'fertilizer and water do not flow into the fields of outsiders', is there no farmland near Paris?" said Duluth disdainfully, unconsciously, he had already been deeply influenced by Oriental culture, and could not understand these sloppy European ancestors.

The peddler wondered, "Fertilizer, are you kidding? How can this thing be fertilizer?"

After some explanation, Duluth realized that the Europeans of this period did not know the truth that Xiang could be used as agricultural fertilizer, but this still did not allow him to understand the thoughts of this group of people.

Every city in the East, no matter how small it is, will have special personnel who pour night incense to maintain the cleanliness of a city.

Even if you don't know that it can be used as agricultural fertilizer, can't those people from Guizhou send some people to move these things farther away from the city? Can't you build a toilet, don't be so disgusting?

Ancient cities, unlike today's metropolises, have to take an hour or two to go out by car, and there are fewer people in European cities, the scale of tens of thousands of people, the whole place is not large.

In such a small place, it doesn't take much effort to clean up this thing, and the million-dollar cities in the East have solved these problems, and your tens of thousands of small cities that don't enter the flow are allowed to accumulate day by day, and finally become such a thing that surrounds the entire city of Paris?

According to these peddlers, this has been going on for centuries......

Centuries......

Duluth could scarcely imagine how many centuries it would take to live in such a city.

Maybe it was the previous villa that stimulated, or maybe it was the distraction along the way, which made him accustomed to the sloppiness of Europeans, and now Duluth didn't have the previous fear, but hung those sachets all over his body, and made a mask with sachets on his own, so he endured the mood of killing people and walked into this famous European city, a romantic capital that countless people envy in reality......

……

Fortunately, this is winter, and the surrounding wall of Paris is very cold, as long as you don't take the initiative to see it, under the scent of lavender, it is not intolerable.

Duluth noticed that the men on the walls, most of them soldiers, and a few of them were similar to skilled workers, presumably in preparation for next year's increase in the wall.

It's pitiful for these people when you think about it, it's better to be winter now, and when it comes to summer, not to mention anything else, the flies in this whole city, it is estimated that ......

Unable to think of this, Duluth quickened his pace, and walked through the walls with some merchants.

The Parisians collected the Xiang and piled it up outside the city, it was the late Middle Ages, and it seemed that the intention was to let the player know about the history, and the moment Duluth entered the city, he received a system prompt asking if he wanted to buy "Introduction to the City of Paris".

Not expensive, two copper coins.

Duluth didn't say anything, he really wanted to know what this group of people thought, and as he bought it, every time he saw a place and wondered, there was a sound of introduction in his ears.

"In order to show the history of medieval Paris, although it is only a city, there will be different periods in different districts, and the living conditions in Paris will ......"

It was precisely because of this difference in time that Duluth had a good start, and there was no dirt on the side of the city walls, on the street in front of him.

Obviously, this was the case in the late Middle Ages, when the Parisians collected Xiang because the city was too dirty, and although the walls were terrifying, the streets of the city were indeed much cleaner than in other cities.

But before Duluth could go far, a chime sounded in his ears.

"Keep an eye on your head, and watch out the windows of the houses on both sides!"

Duluth didn't wait for the prompt to sound, and then stopped, for the simple reason that the pavement of this street was full of Xiang!

It is an alley with residential buildings on both sides.

Not long after the prompt sounded, a woman came out of the window on the second floor of the house and shouted: "Pay attention to urine!"

After shouting, he freely splashed the toilet in his hand out of the window, and a large piece of dirt fell on the ground like rain.

Huge beads of sweat dripped from Duluth's forehead, if he hadn't stopped, looking at this woman's appearance, he would probably have splashed himself!

The chime sounded again: "Since the time of the Roman Empire, the residents of European cities have liked to dump feces and urine directly from the windows, but during the Roman Empire, there were special cleaning personnel, and residents generally bathed, and the hygiene of the whole city was still excellent."

But in medieval Europe, there were no special sweepers, and layers of feces were poured on the streets and in the rivers of the city, such as the situation on the part of the British, which was not much better, they did build public toilets and sewers earlier, but the feces were directly discharged into the rivers that flow through the city. Then the tiny river soon began to slowly start silting up due to too much dropping......

London's Fleet River, for example, collected manure for centuries, and when the river finally stopped flowing, it became Fleet Street......"

No one cleans?

"Wait!" Duluth had a question in his mind, "you just said that only Paris in the late Middle Ages would collect excrement and urine, and then pile it up outside the city, and there are no special cleaning personnel in the city, so who will clean up these things that are poured on the streets? If no one cleans up, I'm afraid the surrounding residential buildings will be buried, right?"

"Quite simply, those things are ...... by people in the city. Trampled on the road!"