Date palm honey candy is really very simple for the Salander people who are good at planting dates and beekeeping.
This temporary task from the system is not a problem.
Kant returned to the fort and came to the sugar workshop.
Probably because it has not been used for a long time, the tools and utensils inside are covered with a layer of dust, but overall, the sugar workshop is tidy, and the various tools and utensils are mostly in good condition.
While checking, two burly Sarande riders strode over.
Seeing Kant standing in the room, he gently knocked on the door, bowed respectfully and said: "Master Kant, you are looking for us."
"That's right." Kant nodded.
On his return to the fort, he ordered the peasants to run errands and called two Salanders over.
As the lord's summons, among the group of Salanders of different ranks, naturally they belonged to the oldest at present, and the two Salander riders who were also level 4 soldiers came to wait for orders.
Kant didn't care about this, so he asked, "Do you know how to make sugar?"
"Sugar making?"
The two Salander riders looked at each other, and both saw the astonishment in each other's eyes.
After hesitating for a moment, the two didn't answer whether they would or not, but they said, "We know how to make date palm sugar, and we have seen craftsmen in sugar workshops making it before."
There was also hesitation in their words, obviously lacking confidence.
Kant nodded: "That is, you haven't made it yourself?"
"Sorry, Lord Kant."
The two Salander riders bowed their heads in shame, obviously this was the reason for their lack of confidence.
As elite level 4 cavalry, they are better at pulling out their elite scimitars and fighting the enemy on the battlefield, rather than discussing the issue of cooking sugar with Kant here. They specialize in surgery, so Kant's mood is calm.
Slightly pondering, Kant raised his head and asked, "Then do you know the process?"
"I know." The two nodded.
Kant smiled and said: "That's simple, knowing the process is enough."
Although I haven't made it myself, it is enough to know how to make sugar. After all, the technical content of sugar making is not very high. If you know the process in advance, you can successfully make sugar with a few more experiments.
Soon, the tools and utensils in the sugar workshop were cleaned.
Even the fire has been raised, and the accumulated charcoal is crackling and burning inside, glowing with fiery red light.
"My lord, the honey has been brought." The Sarande rider walked over quickly outside the door.
Holding a small earthen pot in his arms, a sweet smell came faintly from it.
"Good job." Kant nodded, and at the same time reached out to take it.
Amber honey is filling half a jar inside, which is the stock in those 10 hives. Of course, he didn't ask the rider to take out all of them, but just a little bit. After all, desert bees cannot reproduce without them. Food honey.
And just beside it, on the stove of the sugar workshop, the sweet smell is spreading.
An iron pot is boiling ground date palm powder.
The reddish-brown liquid inside gradually becomes viscous, which means the sugar in the date palm powder is overflowing.
"Add honey."
Kant had already heard the description of the process of boiling sugar by the Rider Salander. He tilted the clay pot holding the honey, poured all the sweet amber honey into the iron pot, and mixed it with the boiled date palm powder.
At the same time, the rider next to him was holding a stick to reconcile.
When the fragrance is strong, sprinkle a little flour, and the liquid in the whole iron pot will become extremely thick later.
"It's almost done."
The two Salander riders looked at each other, and they both saw the joy in each other's eyes.
The reddish-brown thick liquid became viscous, and it took a little effort to stir it with a wooden stick, but this was the moment when the date palm honey sugar was about to be made. The reddish-brown liquid in the iron pot could be called sugar liquid.
"Very good." Kant also nodded in satisfaction.
It was really good luck to boil out sugar for the first time.
The two Sarande riders did not relax. They carefully poured the sugar liquid in the iron pan into the container prepared next to it. After cooling down for a while, they patted it with their hands to fix the shape, and then cut it into pieces after it was completely cooled. The sugar content is extremely high, and the date palm honey candy with a strong honey taste, if you add some dried fruit pieces, then this is the favorite delicacy of the Sarande people.
It's just the current sentry oasis, without any dried fruit yet.
The syrup cools down quickly.
Pulling out the scimitar in his sheath, the Sarande rider cut it into finger-sized pieces, the reddish-brown color from the date palm was extremely conspicuous, and the alluring sweetness was even more wonderful.
"My lord, please try it." The two said respectfully.
"Okay." Kant didn't refuse, just picked up a piece and put it in his mouth.
He bit his teeth, and the rich sweetness of dates filled his mouth immediately. The scent of honey mixed with it made his tongue feel the amazing sweetness of sugar, and his saliva couldn't stop secreting.
At the same time, a dialog box popped up on the retina instantly.
[Ding... After your continuous study, you have mastered the technology of making sugar.]
[Temporary task: "The beginning of the sugar workshop" completed]
[Task Reward: Peasant Women × 50]
[Introduction: Being able to eat candy is undoubtedly a happy thing, and the same is true for ordinary people. This taste represents happiness and can make people forget their troubles. The power of sugar is no less than that of salt at certain times.]
Temporary task completed.
Kant looked at the hundreds of candies in front of him, their reddish-brown appearance was quite attractive.
"Put it away." He ordered the two riders, and said at the same time: "Clean up this workshop, I think there will be many peasant women in our territory to cook sugar full-time."
"Of order, my lord." The two nodded.
The task has been completed, and Kant walked towards the governing hall.
Next, when the peasant women arrive, they will be responsible for such tasks as cooking sugar.
Walking on the street, Kant turned his head and looked at the empty sandy land around him, thinking about it in his heart. Next, he must not only lead his troops to retake the salt mine and wipe out those gnolls, but also seize the time to open up trade routes.
Baron Dylan will not wait long.
What's more, after Kant brewed these candies, he found that in future trade, he could also add sugar liquid into them.
The Lion Principality is also short of sugar.
Even this kind of reddish-brown candy, similar to snacks, is also scarce in the Lion Principality.
It may not be comparable to the white granulated sugar circulating among the nobles, but these reddish-brown sugar cubes can be used as an alternative luxury ingredient in the kitchens of those noble banquets, adding a bit of sweetness to the monotonous dishes.
Even Kant, the young son of a nobleman, couldn't fault it, which proved that the production of date palm honey candy was completely successful.
Go into the executive hall.
The Ravenston rangers at the top pass word that the stranger is coming.
Kant naturally knew that these were the 50 peasant women who had arrived in the distant continent of Calradia.
"My lord."
The caravan leader and Manid were still talking, but when they saw Kant coming in, they stood up and saluted respectfully.
"How's it going?" Kant asked.
"All 120 Gnoll slaves have been bought." Manid replied: "We got 3,600 dinars." After a pause, he reported at the same time: "But I also bought some grain, oil, and flax cloth, and a few tools."
"It's up to you to decide." Kant delegated power trustingly.
"Understood, Lord Kant." Manid nodded solemnly.
The caravan leader next to him was also envious. After all, it is definitely not easy to gain the trust of a lord.
Thinking about myself, I once entered and left the battlefield as a Vikia rider, and then I was injured and became the leader of the caravan. Only then did I gain part of the trust of Lord Zhiwadin, and I can only know what it feels like.
The business was basically finished, and the three chatted in the governing hall.
Not long after, the Swadian infantrymen who were guarding outside came in and reported: "My lord, 50 peasant women came outside and said they came to join you."
"Well, I see."
Kant nodded.
The guard retreated again and returned to stand guard in front of the outside door.
But Kant turned his head and told Manid: "You can arrange these peasant women."
"Understood." Manid nodded.
However, Kant tapped his fingers on the table, and his tone was a bit playful: "Don't let these peasant women be with those peasants. I don't want all these peasant women to have big bellies when some tasks are busy, and they can't even do chores." Can't do it."
"Don't worry." Manid also nodded solemnly.
Kant was telling the truth.
The current sentry oasis is in a period of rapid development, changing almost every day.
At the same time, rapid development brings heavy and trivial work.
Now that these 50 peasant women have arrived, they can completely handle light and trivial matters, and even the peasant women can be responsible for making the best use of the salt.
But this is the real world after all.
Kant's jokes do come true.
If those peasants who are like bachelors really see these peasant women right, and something that should not happen happens, it will only do more harm than good to the current sentry oasis.
Now Kant has no plan to let a group of children be born in his territory.
What's more, "Drehem" belongs to a fortress.
Mainly the military, supplemented by the people's livelihood economy.
If such a situation really occurs, then Kant would prefer to obtain soldiers, and he does not want to obtain these pregnant women who require long-term care and are equal to dragging.
"These problems are easy to solve."
Kant let out a breath, and his expression gradually became solemn.
The natural salt mine was reoccupied by jackals, and he needed to continue to lead the team to clean it up.
Within this month, the finest fine white salt will appear in Baron Dylan's rocky pass, which will be a good start for Kant to this guy, ensuring that the sentry oasis will no longer be watched by the vast majority of forces in the Lion Principality .
Stubborn development is the last word.
PS: I feel my head is still dizzy, cough cough, let’s make it three more today, I’ll make it up tomorrow, I don’t drink much, I drank three glasses of beer yesterday, and then I settled for 4 or 5 bottles of beer, anyway, in the end Drink until 11 o'clock, drink two cases of beer...
(end of this chapter)