Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
Nightmare Assault
I, The Dragon Overlord
Loser System and Berserker Me
Horror Game Designer
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
Swear Fealty To Me, My Subjects!
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 323: How Many Things Live Inside His Heart?
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 245: Present
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1171- Three abilties
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 944: Resisting the Mandate of Heaven (2)
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1170- King pearls
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 16
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Chapter 32: The First Trade
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 619: Old Monk in the Monastery
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3827: Discarded
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 244: Fear
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 322: Five Seconds
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1169- See you downstairs
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 942: The Fate-Burning Candle
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 943: Resisting the Mandate of Heaven (1)
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1168- Level exceeding activation
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 15
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 618: Vajra's Angry Gaze
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3826: The Illusionary Ancestor’s Gift
After asking Marches few questions, Louie learnt a little more about the food situation in San Soliel.
When he first saw the buildings of what was once Central City, as well as the manner in which its inhabitants were clothed, he estimated the cultural level of the place to be around the Medieval Era.
In the end he was absolutely right. It seemed that the average level of productivity here was quite poor. Marches and Sisna had reacted so strongly to his plans to share the wheat with the populace because it broke all norms of how the common peasantry was supposed to live.
Processing wheat, particularly in the Middle Ages, was an extremely labour intensive task. Scores of workers would often be required to strip the bran off of the wheat by hand, in contrast to the mechanical techniques for doing so on Earth. Because of this, in San Soliel, refined wheat was a luxury only the nobility could afford. The majority of the populace had to make do with black bread.
How bad was black bread exactly? Taste - which was decidedly unpleasant - aside, it was extremely hard. So hard in fact, that numerous semi-plausible tales of homeowners using it to kill burglars often percolated through villages. It had the firmness of a brick!
Although black bread existed in modern society, it was definitely not the same as that of the Middle Ages.
The bran on the other hand, after being separated from the wheat, was given to pigs on Earth. In a sense, even Earth’s pigs ate better than San Soliel’s peasantry, as the leftovers they would be fed from time to time at least had greater nutritional value than the average San Soliel diet.
Naturally not all levels of nobility could enjoy refined wheat to the same degree. The lower caste would often consume black bread, but would use refined wheat to treat honourable guests.
As a result, the royal families nicknamed white bread as ‘fine, sacred bread’. As for bread made with cream and other ingredients, only the most powerful of nobles and royalty could afford to eat it often, if at all.
With the cons
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