Chapter 14 Medieval Breakfast
early morning.
Not long after the sun rose, the air was a little cool, but it wasn't too hot.
The streets in the Blue Lion City have gradually become pedestrians. Businessmen who are busy learning about the market, craftsmen looking for part-time job opportunities, hunters selling fur, and grooms who solicit guests are walking fast on the bluestone road.
The windows on the second floor of the buildings along the street were also opened one after another. Due to the lack of a sound drainage system, basins of domestic wastewater were poured directly onto the street. If people walking on the road are unlucky, they will be soaked and soaked.
Amid the scolding, noise, and clamor, the atmosphere gradually became lively, and Blue Lion City slowly woke up like a giant who had just woken up.
The Royal Palace of Blue Lion City is the heart of a giant. Compared with other parts of Blue Lion City, it is slightly quiet and orderly: the maids are carefully cleaning the ground, the gardeners are carefully pruning the plants, and the guards are guarding their positions vigilantly...
The position of the left atrium of the heart - in the palace on the east side of the palace, on a dining table, a breakfast is in progress.
Richard sat alone at one end of a long dining table that was four meters long and more than one meter wide. The maids who were ready to serve stood around him, and he was like a sailor in a shipwreck floating on the sea alone. But Richard didn't say anything. After all, fifteen years have allowed him to adapt to the various lifestyles of the current world, holding a knife and fork, and enjoying this medieval-style breakfast calmly.
The breakfast staple is white bread, as its name suggests, white in color, baked with repeatedly sifted wheat flour. But the taste is not very good, because the bread fermentation in the current world is very incomplete, and it is basically baked in the oven as soon as it is slightly fermented.
The effect of this is that the bread is not at all as fluffy as it is on modern Earth, it is very hard, it bites like matzo, and it is very abrasive to the teeth.
In fact, it is because Richard is a prince that he can eat this kind of bread. If he is a commoner, he will eat the worse "dark bread". The so-called black bread, the raw material is the same as the white bread, all wheat flour. The difference is that in order to save flour, wheat flour is hardly sifted when making brown bread, so it is mixed with a lot of bran, and it tastes very poor.
Some dark-hearted bakers, in order to increase the weight of brown bread, even deliberately add wood chips, stones and other things into the bread. At the same time, in order to increase the preservation time of the bread, the moisture is also reduced as much as possible, which will cause the brown bread to be outrageously hard after baking, and it will become harder and harder as time goes by.
Generally speaking, two days before the brown bread is made, it can barely bite. Two days later, it can only be cut into slices with a table knife and soaked in the soup to eat. After a week, the knife could not cut, because it was as hard as a stone and could be used as a weapon.
There are many such records in the Middle Ages: stupid thieves stole in villages, and after being accidentally exposed, they were smashed to death by angry farmers and peasant women holding black bread.
Of course, there are also high-level breads, such as the so-called queen bread, or the queen bread. This kind of bread is made by adding eggs, milk and honey to refined flour, and then using brewer's yeast instead of ordinary flour for thorough fermentation. Finally, it is baked by carefully controlling the oven temperature. The size is only the size of a palm, but the taste is on par with, or even better than, the high-end creamy bread on the modern earth.
It's just that this kind of thing is a luxury that is more valuable than gold. Even kings and nobles who spend extravagantly dare not eat it casually. It is usually used as a special reward and given to some people at dinner parties. those who contributed. The meaning is similar to a medal, and the enjoyment of spirit is greater than the enjoyment of taste.
In short, the staple food of the Middle Ages, no matter how powerful, under normal circumstances, can only honestly eat dry hard white bread.
With a knife and fork in hand, Richard cut a slice from the white bread and put it in his mouth.
Chew hard, then swallow. The expression is neither sad nor happy, I am really used to it.
After a while, Richard swallowed the white bread, footsteps sounded in front of the dining table, and a maid carefully placed a plate on the table and brought it to Richard.
On the plate was roasted nine-ripe pork chops. It was a main dish for breakfast, but it didn't look very good. Because the heat was not well controlled, some places were already a little burnt.
Li Cha waved a knife and fork to gently cut a small piece from the pork chop and put it in his mouth. After chewing for a long time, it took a long time to chew. At the same time, a fishy smell permeated his mouth. This is because the knowledge of biology in the Middle Ages was really poor, and most people did not know that meat males had to be castrated, resulting in poor meat quality and a fishy smell.
Resisting the feeling of vomiting and finally eating the pork chop, Li Cha quickly took the cup on his right and prepared to drink it.
The cup is filled with a drink for breakfast.
Generally speaking, the most common breakfast drink in the world today is not water, but low-alcohol alcohol. This is not because people are addicted to alcohol, but because of hygiene.
Yes, hygiene.
Since ancient times, Westerners have never had the habit of boiling water to drink. All clean water is lack of disinfection and has a lot of bacteria. Drinking it can easily cause intestinal infections. In a world lacking antibiotics, intestinal infections mean a high chance of death from dehydration.
In comparison, low alcohol alcohol is better and cleaner than water. So many people often drink ale or ale as water. Unlike beer, this wine lacks flavor and tends to be sour because no hops are added. To cover up the quirky sourness, winemakers often add weird stuff to it, resulting in a drink that's almost like drinking herbs.
A lot of people don't care about this, they drink ale with various flavors, but Richard is still a little unbearable, so the table cups are filled with water - boiled water - boiled and sterilized clean drinking water.
After reaching for the cup, taking a few sips of water, and rinsing out the fishy smell in his mouth, Richard continued to eat sliced bread.
Just after swallowing a piece of white bread with difficulty, Edward suddenly ran in and said, "His Royal Highness, butler Delong is here."
"Didn't you come here yesterday, what are you doing here today?" Li Cha raised his head and asked aloud.
"I don't know." Edward shook his head. "He didn't reveal anything, he just said he wanted to see you."
"Bang bang" two soft sounds, Li Cha put down the knife in his hand, thought for a moment and said, "Invite him here."
"Yes." Edward responded, quickly walked out, and quickly walked into the restaurant with the thin old butler Delong.
