No matter how much I think about it, potatoes are so much more annoying than milk because they spoil so easily after a few days.
However, right now that's not the problem.
Step by step, one by one, I need to start with the milk first.
"Lid."
"Yes, I put the lid on as the Your Grace said. The bugs didn't get in so that's a good thing. I wonder why I didn't think of such a simple thing."
"Right."
The lid I was talking about was supposed to be tightly sealed.
The lid on the jar is just a wooden board, the size of the top of the milk can.
I don't think he has covered it up for hygiene.
There are too many things happening at once. At a brief glance, there are flies on the wooden board.
Sooner or later, it will rot.
But, if it isn't for that top, the flies would have bathed in the milk.
It's not entirely terrible.
"Good job."
"Thank you."
He bows his head to my compliment, looking pleased with a smile on his lips.
If I don't look at it with my modern eyes, then it's not too bad. It's not clean enough, but at least, it's still very tidy.
I can't expect the standard here to match with modern times so let's disregard it for now.
I need to concentrate on cleanliness first.
"Ergel?"
"Yes, Your Grace."
"What happened to the milk that you boiled?"
Because I will be drinking the milk, I need to make sure that it's sterilized correctly.
"As you instructed, when I boiled the milk, it hardened like cheese."
Then you've boiled the milk for too long.
Hmm.
I remember watching the process of disinfecting milk on TV the other day.
'Pour the milk into a sterilized, glass bottle and soak it for 30 minutes in water that's maintained at 30 degrees. Then soak it in cold water to cool it down.'
Sterilization is a success if you can't see hardening of the milk after soaking it in cold water.
However, there's no thermometer here, so I honestly don't know what 30 degrees is like.
To keep the temperature of the water at that level—It's difficult.
When I saw it on TV, it was sterilized in a stainless steel plate, but there's no such thing here.
Can I substitute that with something else?
I've been looking for a substitution all over the place, but I haven't found anything other than rotting potatoes.
For what I'm trying to do, it's very difficult to implement in this world without advancement of modern technology.
There is no motor, no electricity... but?
There are magicians! Oh my God!
Instantly, a light bulb turns on. I turn to Ergel with brighten eyes.
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