Chapter 147 Limited Supply Means
"Whatever you can provide will be appreciated."
Henry shook his head and softly replied, "I'm afraid you've misunderstood, my lord. While the meat in canned is easily obtainable, the spices are the real challenge."
Indeed, this era lacked seasoning and spices like wild ginger, wild onions, and wild garlic, let alone some special condiment.
Henry had brought some seeds and planted them in the backyard. The spices used in today's canned food were all brought from Earth, and the quantity was limited.
For the time being, they could only rely on wild onions, ginger, and garlic as substitutes. The taste might not be as good, but it was still much better than the salted meat cooked in this era.
Of course, the production volume would not be high for now, which was also why a can cost three hundred copper coins.
This statement made the lord of Hyratos furrow his brow. He had hoped to become a middleman and sell these canned meats elsewhere.
"So, Mr. Henry, how many canned meats can you provide?" The lord of Hyratos hoped it wouldn't be too few.
"Thirty cans in ten days," Henry replied, holding up three fingers.
He wasn't foolish enough to be someone else's processing plant for free. In the future, he would have his own caravan, and it would be better to sell these profitable canned meats himself.
"That's... too few, isn't it?" The lord of Hyratos was dumbfounded. The quantity was several times less than what he had in mind. He had thought there would be at least two or three hundred cans in ten days.
Thirty cans in ten days wouldn't even be enough for himself, let alone for selling. His family could finish them all in a day.
"It can't be helped. For now, this is the maximum production capacity I have," Henry shrugged, helplessly. "Transportation is also a hassle, and the ceramic jars are too fragile. Perhaps the production volume will be even less."
He wanted to turn these canned meats into luxury items, offering them in limited quantities, maybe even driving up the market price, selling them for the nobles.
"No, Mr. Henry, please make sure to sell me thirty cans in ten days." Hearing that it would be even less, the lord of Hyratos became anxious. Even if he knew he was being taken advantage of, that taste was still tempting him, especially when he saw the deliciousness of the fish meat that Mila was eating.
Those noblewomen were all staring at Mila and practically salivating as she ate the fish meat, their eyes filled with envy.
It was at this moment that they realized that they were not as good as a female beastman. They could only fight for a bite, while the female beastman enjoyed it all by herself.
They could have ignored all of this, but the fragrance kept wafting into their nostrils, especially from Mila, who was eating the fish meat slowly, as if she was showing off, and she even smiled smugly at them.
"Alright, I will bring it with the fleet every time," Henry promised. It could be considered his first foreign trade deal.
He turned his head and saw Mila eating the fish meat, showing a 'sincere' smile to the noblewomen, blinking her eyes and twitching her cat ears, which made those noblewomen itch with anger who could only vent by biting into the salted meat.
Henry almost laughed out loud. Mila was being mischievous again, actually teasing those noblewomen.
Hearing the promise, the lord of Hyratos visibly breathed a sigh of relief. He looked at the cooked meat in front of him, without appetite.
He waved his hand to let the maid take it away, to be eaten by the guards and servants.
If it were a poorer noble, the next meal would be served again after reheating.
The banquet, which had not been very lively, was taken down, except for the two plates of fish meat that were quickly emptied, followed by the dessert.
In fact, it was just something to refresh the palate, and the concept of dessert after a meal had just started to become popular.
As for the dessert, sugar was scarce in this era, and it wasn't very sweet. Paired with the pastry made of wheat flour and beef tallow, Henry still vividly remembered the greasiness that made him shudder, and he had no intention of trying it again.
The maid brought the pastries and wormwood tea. Henry saw the cup of freshly squeezed green tea who felt a bitter taste in his throat before he even drank it.
"Mr. Henry, I heard from Brandon that the pastries in your castle are the most delicious pastries he has ever eaten?" the lord of Hyratos asked curiously, picking up a piece of pastry and taking a big bite, and the grease dripped down.
"Yes!" Henry immediately nodded. Since he was asked, it was a good excuse.
"As for the pastries, I also brought some out, and the lord can also taste them." Henry signaled to Mila.
Mila immediately understood, took out a box from her backpack, slowly opened it to take out some cookies, and gestured for the maid to bring a plate.
The cookies were made of eggs, wheat flour, dried fruits, and white sugar, baked to a very crispy texture, and they were fragrant to eat.
These were the snacks that Willow usually made, which were used to satisfy Henry's cravings. After all, Henry liked to chew on something while working.
Mila then took out a ceramic cup, and two finger-sized paper-wrapped packages from her backpack. This was the coffee that had been repackaged. After tearing it open and pouring it into the cup, the fragrant smell filled the air.
After making two servings, Mila didn't make any more, holding one of them and placing it in front of Henry.
"My lord, you can taste it." Henry said, holding a piece of cookie. He hadn't eaten a single bite of his dinner, and it had all gone into his inner space.
The maid placed the coffee and cookies in front of the lord of Hyratos, but as soon as they were put down, which were covered by the lord of Hyratos' hand, and his eyes stared at his restless wife and children.
The lord of Hyratos coughed lightly, thinking of the embarrassing scene of eating fish just now, and admonished himself not to make a fool of himself again.
He pinched the coin-sized cookie and put it in his mouth. As soon as he chewed on it, he became dumbfounded. The crispy texture and explosive fragrance were simply irresistible.
No, the first thing the lord of Hyratos did was not to swallow the cookie in his mouth, but to skillfully move the plate of cookies in front of him, and then slowly chew on the cookie, causing the fat on his cheeks to tremble.
"Mr. Henry, can I buy these cookies as well?" The lord of Hyratos stared at Henry intently.
