"I agree." Elena was the first to raise her little hand.

"I think it's good, too." Linda smiled reservedly.

Alice felt a little embarrassed: "This is obviously the common achievement of the four of us. Moreover, if Luna's corn was not available, we wouldn't have had sugar today."

"Oh, Alice, don't be modest. This is sugar from Blackstone Castle. Of course, it must be clearly named as the nobles of Blackstone Castle. That's it."

Luna could not help swallowing: "Everyone, let's do it!"

"It's so sticky." Gently stirred a ball with a wooden stick, and the syrup began to settle. Luna was busy stirring it with a wooden stick and sent it into her mouth. In this era when sweet seasonings were scarce, the strange paste of maltose brought a unique experience to her taste buds.

"It's so sweet, it's better than honey." Luna smashed her mouth and felt the sweetness spread out in her mouth: "It's sticky and sweet, so strange."

Alice, who had eaten three kinds of exquisite candies in her dream, should be more reserved. After stirring it with a wooden stick, she began to stir it patiently as stated in the "instruction manual".

Elena and Linda couldn't wait to stir up some of them, and licked them gently with their tongues, feeling the wonderful sweetness, and wandering in their mouths.

After a while, Alice's maltose began to turn white, but she was not in a hurry to eat it. A wonderful question circling in her mind, why does the sugar juice turn amber after being boiled, and turn white after being stirred and pulled?

This must be some kind of wonderful knowledge, right?

After some seemingly ordinary and simple steps, wheat grains and corn have been made into a sugar that is completely different from honey.

You should know that honey is an expensive sweetener, and even nobles cannot eat it often. In some areas with chaotic power, two little lords may fight for the honey of a honeycomb.

Now, how much economic value will it create after mastering the method of making sugar?

Alice couldn't estimate it, but Captain Mason, the merchants in Arab City, would definitely be interested in the recipe and steps.

Knowledge is wealth!

Alice now deeply realized the beauty brought by knowledge.

With admiration for the gods, the maltose that fell on the tip of the tongue seemed to be sweeter and more fragrant.

"Alice?"

The four greedy cats were eating and happily stirring maltose, the door of the workshop was knocked and Liya's voice came.

It was already dark outside. In order to eat maltose, Luna specially asked Kayce to go back and ensure her father's safety and informed him to stay in Blackstone Castle for a few days.

"Liya, are you awake?"

Lea took off her military uniform and changed into a cotton purple long skirt and wore a marten cloak. The one end had returned to its former fiery redness and fluffy, but her face was still a little haggard.

Riya, who was worried, couldn't sleep well, especially when she learned from Carrick that it was almost late at night, and Alice and the other four were still in the work room, and they were even less at ease to study the knowledge of gods.

The pagans gathered together in the middle of the night, fearing that she was holding some evil ceremony. So under the leadership of Carrick, she rushed over.

"Yeah." Liya nodded gently: "Can I go in?"

"sure."

Alice smiled and walked into the room with her hand, and Carrick walked in with curiosity. In this workshop, some miracles always occur.

Luna and the others quickly stopped stirring and greeted Leah with a little restrained attitude. After all, she was a believer in the Holy Spirit and was repulsive to the pagans.

Leah swept through those tender faces one by one, and could not classify them with the evil believers recorded in the church: "Oh, you."

But her eyes soon fell on the sticky liquid wrapped around the wooden sticks in their hands, and her brows frowned slightly: "Alice, what are you doing?"

Alice lit up the stir-frying sugar in her hands: "We are making sugar."

"Make sugar?" Lea was a little surprised and looked at the amber liquid: "This looks like honey? Isn't honey directly eaten?"

"No, this is not honey." Alice shook her head and handed over the smelting candy: "Liya, you can taste it, it's a wonderful taste."

"Uh..." To be honest, Leah was a little psychologically repulsive, and reason told her that she could not contact pagan things at will. But the other party was Alice, her own sister. Looking at her expectant gaze, she could not say anything she refused.

The maltose was handed to his mouth, and Liya's expression was entangled for a moment before she stuck out her tongue and licked it. Her brows were slightly frowned. It was indeed a sweet fragrance that was different from honey, or it was a bit sweeter than honey.

"How is it?" Alice waited for her feedback awkwardly.

"It's sweet, different from honey." Leah gave an honest answer: "But, how did you do it? Is it extracted from honey? Or something else?"

"Of course not, it's barley and corn, the sugar that has been processed and squeezed. Look, Uncle Carrick, come and taste it yourself."

Alice handed her maltose to Carrick. Carrick didn't have so much concern. She took a big bite and couldn't help but exclaim: "It tastes delicious, it's really sugar."

“Barley and…corn?”

Needless to say, barley, corn sounds very unfamiliar with common foods. Liya is a little worried, but it is nothing strange.

Luna is more courageous and cheerful, and smiles: "Grand of Leah, corn is a crop that flows from Arabia City and can be used as feed for horses."

Carrick, who enjoyed maltose, echoed: "I have seen a golden pellet in Arab City, some people call it golden rice. Those merchants from another big six generally use it as a supplementary food for livestock."

With Carrick's testimony in person, Leah's heart was slightly lowered, and her eyes looked at the decorations of the workshop, including soup pots, clay pots, some barley with buds, and a strange metal utensil.

"What is this?" Leah walked over curiously: "Made of Bethka steel?"

Alice stuck out her tongue: "It's indeed a luxury. I used the Knight's sword from the Armory. But it is a tool to squeeze sugar juice. With it, the wealth that can be created in the future can be purchased more excellent equipment."

"Wealth, haha." Carrick's businessman intuition had long understood the economic value represented by sugar: "Alice, are you saying that this sugar can be made in large quantities?"

"Of course." Alice's face was proud: "We have mastered the complete recipe, and as long as there is enough barley and corn, we can make enough sugar."

"Really?" Carrick expressed his excitement: "Sugar is a particularly luxurious commodity. Only wealthy merchants and nobles can enjoy it in Arabia. Of course, they enjoy honey."

Leah also looked over: "Carick, are you saying that this sugar has economic value?"

"Liya, there is no doubt that this sugar tastes very good. If we had good enough methods to sell it, there would definitely be a big market. Perhaps Captain Mason is a good choice. The last time he cooperated, he built trust."

"Barley and corn... turn into sugar?" Leah was curious and puzzled: "Is this what you said, the knowledge of the gods?"

"Well, Riya. The wisdom of the gods is much greater than what we think of, and is more than what we see now. The sugar we make now is just the simplest one."

Carrick has begun to imagine the future: "Alice, the wisdom of the gods is worth a thousand gold. However, with the grain storage we received from Black Stone, we may not be able to make a lot of sugar. I think we can follow the recipe of the Curse of the Sea God. I believe that the recipe of sugar will bring us greater wealth, maybe six hundred pounds of gold bars and one thousand pounds of gold bars? The rich people in Arab City have never lacked gold coins, haha..."

Liya's eyes were a little dull, six hundred pounds of gold bars, one thousand pounds of gold bars?
Chapter completed!