Chapter 113: Difficult to be calm
Another day passed, everyone went upstairs after washing, and walked into the room, Cheng Qianxun's eyes were red when he saw the floor on the ground, there was Ted. Pen ร fun ร Pavilion www. ๏ฝ๏ฝ๏ฝ๏ฝ๏ฝ๏ฝ ใ info He brought it over last night and taught her how to milk the cow in the morning, and today he lay down in the ground again.
Although she and Ted don't know each other, and Ted is the latest to join, he shouldn't be a bad guy. The world is really impermanent, and it changes three times a day.
Lying on the ground, Cheng Qianxun couldn't sleep again. Every night, I am either worried about something, or I am sad because of the departure of my teammates. Every time I had to be extremely tired, I fell asleep, and I was the last one to get up in the morning.
Perhaps at this moment, all those who have not slept are thinking about one thing: who will be next.
Cheng Qianxun didn't know when she fell asleep, and when she woke up, the sky was bright again. She hurried up and went to find clothes to wear. There are a lot of clothes for her here, enough for her to change one set a day for ten days.
Walking downstairs, Snead was cooking cereal again. In the Middle Ages, it was said that peasants did not even eat breakfast, and they ate very little, often just a slice of brown bread, a glass of wine made by themselves, and then worked.
Medieval Europe was not as rich as it was five hundred years later, with daily exhaustion and taxes. When the time came, every peasant would go to the tax collector or the landlord and ask if he had his own taxes, and if he did not pay the taxes on time, he would be whipped a few times, and he would be beaten five times and ten times to make them remember to pay taxes.
Fortunately, Cheng Qianxun should be exempted from this, because they themselves are nobles who came to live temporarily, and the tax collector doesn't know who they belong to, even if they come to ask, at most they will say where they have already paid.
Cheng Qianxun put on his clothes and went to the restaurant, which was connected to the kitchen, which was very similar to the modern style, and the hall and kitchen were together.
Everyone was busy inside, the milk had been squeezed out, and Rudolph was constantly stirring it with a stick; And Jeffrey was getting beans.
Regel's task, of course, was to chop wood, and the firewood was piled high high around the fireplace. So he sat and rested, looking at the two dangerous people, Jeffrey and Rudolph. Gordon is kneading the dough.
Cheng Qianxun rolled up his sleeves after entering: "Do you want to help, what are you going to do with the dough?" โ
Gordon replied, "No, I'm going to try baking brown bread." โ
"Brown bread is hard and unpalatable." Jeffrey frowned, grabbed a meat worm just in time, turned around and threw it directly into the fire.
Gordon said angrily: "But a black loaf of bread has ten pounds, which can make everyone eat for two or three days, and it is not easy to spoil." It's quite comfortable now, I can eat all day long, and if something happens in the future, can I still live such a lord life? โ
"We're lucky!" Legel sat on the chair and said leisurely, "Do you know what the peasants outside eat?" They also had sawdust in their bread, which they wanted to eat not with a knife, but with a small saw. โ
"There is more than enough than the top, and those who are content are always happy." Cheng Qianxun walked up to Rudolph and looked at the milk in the bucket, which had begun to half-solidify like yogurt: "What is this for?" โ
"Butter and white cream." Rudolph was still stirring: "You can cook it, or you can spread it on black bread, so it tastes better." Come and try it! โ
He put down the wooden stick, took a wooden spoon from the side, carefully scooped a little from the solid object that was gradually floating, and handed it to Cheng Qianxun.
Cheng Qianxun took it and smiled: "Thank you!" โ
"You dare to eat?" Jeffrey rolled his eyes in a weird way: "Aren't you afraid of poisoning you?" โ
Cheng Qianxun smiled bitterly, but still licked the cream on the wooden spoon: "Well, it's really good." "It's really good, after a few days, the mouth has faded out of a bird, and this fragrant cream just satisfies the taste buds, and she quickly licked it all clean.
Rudolph continued to be cozy, and said calmly: "Don't give the butter and white cream that you will make later, and you can put it away to make cheese if you can't finish it." โ
Geoffrey's mouth squirmed without a sound, looking unwilling but not daring to complain anymore.
Cheng Qianxun laughed, and saw that Snead's cereal porridge was almost ready, so he went to get the wooden bowl and spoon and put them on the table one by one. It's really inconvenient to wear this kind of clothes to work.
I started eating, and even if I drank porridge, it was not peaceful.
After a while, Jeffrey began to break the silence: "I thought of new evidence last night. Okay, I'll admit I deliberately got Ted's head off, but don't forget who told me to help him. There's a scheming spy who knows I don't want Ted to come back to life, so he deliberately asked me to give me a head. โ
Everyone stopped drinking porridge for a moment and looked up at Rudolph. If you don't figure this out for a day, you will hide the hidden danger by your side for a day. Whoever designed to kill Ted must die.
Gordon's expression was grim and serious: "Rudolph, what do you have to explain about this?" โ
Rudolph is as good as Jeffrey, maybe he did it, and then blames Jeffrey, and has insight into Jeffrey's psychology, and asks him to carry the head when carrying the corpse.
Rudolph swallowed the porridge in his mouth slowly, and then said, "If you don't want to support your head, you can completely help your body." I see that you are very strong, and even your head is down. Because you are young, I will give you the lighter work. Of course, you will not have the opportunity to collect the corpse for others in the future, but we will collect the corpse for you. โ
Again, my brain is messed up, and I make sense.
"And!" After rubbing his mouth with a napkin in a hurry, Rudolph said with a bit of sarcastic banter: "Last night, when you tossed and turned around me and couldn't fall asleep because of your weak heart, I also happened to think of new evidence. Can you tell me what was the lingua franca of this period? โ
Jeffrey was stunned for a moment, then replied: "This is Bavaria, it should be German!" โ
"No, it should be in French... Still is... Sneijder wasn't sure, either.
Regel thought for a moment and said, "This should be the time when the JD religion is prevalent, and both the TZ religion and the JD religion are in Latin. โ
Rudolph said leisurely: "I know six Chinese languages, for the needs of work, in addition to my own Chinese language, I must learn the language of the country I send to, which are Russian, English, Mongolian, Finnish, Swedish, and Persian. In addition to English as the lingua franca, other languages also border my country. Excuse me, what kind of language can I write a whistleblower letter in order for the monk to understand? โ
Everyone was stunned again, yes, do you speak English? Aside from English, the monk should not be able to see other pagan languages.
"Okay, I'll write it in English!" Rudolph's words were more convincing, and they also expressed everyone's thoughts: "But ancient English is different from modern English, and I am not afraid to write what I write to make the people of the church suspicious, and to write in the devil's way; didn't succeed in the false accusation, and was first treated as a wizard and burned at the stake? โ
Jeffrey rolled his eyes and smiled slyly: "The peasants here should be illiterate, you can use paintings to express the meaning." In fact, you don't need to paint much, you just need to draw a three-story house, and draw two people who are about the same, one of which depicts the person as an evil person with a fork and a tail. Even if the monk was a fool, he could know that he was referring to the steward here. โ
Rudolph laughed instead: "Your imagination has once again played an amazing role, it seems that my hands are not only killing, but also artistic!" โ
"But it's more credible than me stealing a gold coin, running to the church, and then running back to eat without breathing!" Jeffrey also looked unhurried.
Now I couldn't tell the difference, and after a while, Gordon yelled, "Stop talking nonsense, eat!" โ
There was only a brief moment of calm, and this time it was Regel who spoke.
Regel announced: "From today onwards, we can't take a shower. โ
"What?" Everyone was stunned.
Regel looked at everyone: "Don't you feel why those peasants are stinky?" Including that monk! โ
It really stinks, and the monk has some perfume on his body, and the smell is simply fragrant and smelly, and it is more and more smoky.
Regger reluctantly explains: "In the fourteenth century, there was an outbreak of the Black Death, or the bubonic plague, which killed 30 percent of the people in Europe. At that time, when medicine was not developed, doctors thought that bathing was the source of disease invasion of the body, and only the accumulation of thick dirt on the body could stop the virus. So from then on, from the commoners to the emperor, there was no bathing. We're obviously too clean, so from today onwards, we can't take a shower either! โ
"Oh my God!" Rudolph's eyes widened, he couldn't believe his ears, maybe he wasn't so nervous about killing someone: "That's right? โ
"Not taking a shower?" Cheng Qianxun asked tentatively: "Then let's wash it once a week; One month? โ
"It's not a week, it's not a month, it's not a year. As long as you are here, you will never wash it! Regel emphasized, and said something even more astonishing: "Even the king only washes three times in his life. One is the birth day, the second is the wedding day, and the third is the burial. The mother of Henry IV, now King of France, is the most famous model, insisting on not bathing for the rest of her life, and was canonized as the Holy Lady Agnรจs. Not bathing is a symbol of holiness in the eyes of the church! โ
"Did I hear me right?" Snead also wailed: "If you don't take a shower for the rest of your life, it's a horror movie!" โ
It's really terrifying, and the dirt on his body is so thick that he can scrape it with a knife.
"Is this true?" Jeffrey almost scratched his head: "Even if I don't like to take a bath, I can never wash it, then I can't stand it." No wonder those people scratch their bodies and hats from time to time. I'm about full of lice! โ
Gordon didn't want to do that, so he discussed: "Or we will wash secretly, and when we have to meet people, we will wipe the dung from the barn." โ
No, I'm about to vomit, this is sad medieval Europe, what castles, princesses, princes, knights, it's all nonsense. If Snow White and Sleeping Beauty had lived in this era, the prince would have fainted from the smoke when he bowed his head and kissed the princess with her eyes closed.
"If you want to take a bath, you can do it!" Legel had just said something that made people breathe a sigh of relief, and the next words made people have more and more headaches: "You can only secretly, and if you are seen, it is no less than seeing the sacrifice of blood to demons." The monks also did not falsely accuse us of being witches or sorcerers who spread the plague, and then were tied to a pyre by angry peasants and burned with fire. If you want, despite the washing. We've been washing for a few days, and if it weren't for the bright light of the gold coins that obscured the bastard's eyes, we would have questioned it. โ
Regel accentuated his tone: "So from now on, we won't take a bath!" โ
Suddenly there was a wail, and it was tragic and abnormal. (To be continued.) )