The meaning of the civilization created by the descendants of the dragon is self-evident, coming from Qin Song's remembrance of his previous life. But this is only the beginning of the deception, he wants to completely fabricate his own civilization, plant the fire of civilization in Alice's heart, and willingly set off a different wave of civilization in the dark Middle Ages under his guidance.

Yes, Qin Song was ambitious, not only to change the level of science and technology in the Middle Ages, but also to change their outlook on life, worldview, and values, and to build a world that he remembered to be familiar.

This is his advantage as a god, when everyone believes in him as the true god, everything he says is the unquestionable truth, and everything that breaks the rules will be unstoppable.

This is an absolute authority that even a king cannot have.

......

"Hey, Linda. Good morning. ”

When the red sun just jumped out of the mountains, Alice, who was in high spirits, got up from the bed and couldn't wait to come to the studio. Linda, who had also just woken up, nodded to her silently, after a few days of getting along, Alice did not laugh at her because of her ugly appearance, which made Linda's eyes a little warmer.

"The great gods have given me new guidance, and we will have a true antidote. Alice said as she hurriedly went inside and began to pick out the unspoiled fruit from the basket: "Come and help, we have to sort out the fresh fruit." Much remains to be done today. ”

With Linda's help, the fruit was sorted quickly, and the next step was juice. Alice still chooses a stone mortar pestle, mashes the fruit, wraps it in a piece of cotton cloth, and squeezes the juice into the clay pot vigorously.

But in fact, the efficiency is very low, the effect is very poor, fourteen or fifteen full and juicy pears can only squeeze out less than half a can of juice. And it's very physically demanding, if it weren't for Linda's help, relying only on Alice, the whole morning, maybe not be able to squeeze out much.

Of course, now it is just to experiment with the method taught by Qin Song, and a small can of juice is enough.

Although Linda did not speak, her heart was also full of curiosity. In her mind, squeezing fruits into juice is a wasteful act, and the correct way is to chop them up and stew them in clay pots to remove the coldness of the fruits before they can be eaten.

In the Middle Ages, the common way to eat fruit was to stew it like a stew, because they believed that cold fruits were cold and had to be heated to remove the cold, otherwise they would get sick after eating. This way of eating causes the fruit to lose its most original sweetness and sweetness, and the taste is very poor, so it is really not a delicious thing.

In fact, it is a real waste to stew delicious fruits into a pot of paste.

Fruits should be eaten raw!

"Alright, this little jar should be enough. ”

The wild pears of the Hurek Forest are not large, but they are full of juice. After being filtered by the cotton cloth, the juice in the jar is clear and has a faint yellow color, which is very clear.

The rest of the work is a bit more difficult. Alice instructed Linda to get a kettle from the kitchen to boil water, hang it with a hook, and then light a firewood directly in the room and start boiling water.

Due to the poor ventilation in the room, it quickly became smoky and choked.

"Ahem, ahem. Alice covered her mouth and nose with one hand and dispelled the smoke with the other, wondering what unboiled warm water looked like. The difficulty of pasteurization lies in the temperature control, too high a temperature can also kill bacteria, but it will seriously damage the taste of the juice, and if the temperature is not reached, the killing effect will be worse.

All this can only rely on Alice's own understanding, and the method she chooses is very simple, which is to constantly reach into the water and sense the temperature of the water. When she felt that her hands were starting to get hot and might start to boil, she hurried with Linda to put out the fire below.

"Quick, Linda. Even now, the water must not be allowed to boil. Each of them held a fire hook and squatted on the ground and pulled firewood.

"Ahem...... Hold on, Linda!" The smoky eyes could barely be opened, and Alice kept wiping her face with her hands, so that her little face was black and white, and her face was full of tears, like a little flower cat, which made people laugh.

Extinguishing the fire, Alice felt the temperature of the water, and it was still hot enough. Then carefully place the clay pot full of juice in the kettle and close the lid.

Soak!

After completing a series of processes, Alice couldn't take it anymore and shouted, "Rush, Linda." Let's get out of this dangerous place. ”

The two of them rushed out of the smoke-filled room one after the other, gulping down the fresh air. Linda looked at Alice, who was like a little cat, sticking out her tongue and breathing the air greedily, and suddenly there was a warm current in her heart, which was the feeling of a friend, which she had clearly felt when she was a child.

Alice is an aristocrat, but she doesn't seem to be like anyone else.

Thinking about it, the corners of Linda's mouth suddenly raised slightly, revealing a smile. This scene happened to be captured by Alice, which made her eyes widen in surprise: "Hey, Linda, you're smiling!"

Linda hurriedly pursed her mouth and hung her head in embarrassment.

"Well, it's okay!" Alice patted her on the shoulder, she was a head shorter than Linda, but she put on a serious expression like an adult comforting a child, looking funny: "You are my most competent assistant, and no one in the castle dares to laugh at you." Here, you can laugh as much as you want. ”

Linda blinked her feverish eyes and nodded slightly. For four years, she lived alone in a farmhouse from the time she contracted a strange illness to the present, and no one wanted to be her friend except Kara the hound.

And now, a crack in her cold heart has been knocked open by Alice.

The smoke in the room gradually cleared, and Alice and Linda walked into the room, the surface of the kettle still had temperature, but the water inside had cooled.

Alice took out the clay pot with anticipation on her face and placed it on the table. After heating, the juice does not look the same, and it still retains its bright color.

Did it work?

Alice didn't know.

The next step is to close the clay pot and store it. Time will tell, and Alice is confident of it. Once the problem of storing juice is solved, then it has real practical value.

The curse of the god of the sea plagued thousands of seafarers, especially the thriving merchant city of Arabe, which had the bustling architecture of the kingdom of Tia, the liveliest market, and a port capable of mooring dozens of large merchant ships at once, where thousands of merchants from all over the world gathered and traded.

Arabe is not only a city of commerce, but also a city of wealth. And once the antidote to the curse of the sea god is revealed, it will surely become Arabe's hottest commodity.

Even if some people know that this is fruit juice, they cannot master the key technology of long-term preservation of fruit juice, and they do not have any competitiveness in the voyage that can easily take months.

The pasteurized Black Stone Collar Fresh Juice, with the joint efforts of Alice and Linda, took a significant first step.