Chapter 151

In a magnificent living room, Hansel sat on his seat a little stiffly, glancing at the door from time to time.

A few days ago, he asked to see Viscount William, who served as the royal quartermaster, but Mr. Viscount kept avoiding him because he was busy with his affairs.

Yesterday, he finally received the long-awaited reply. The Viscount could receive him the next morning at the Viscount's home.

Hansel got up early today, put on a set of clothes he had carefully prepared, and arrived at the Viscount's residence at the appointed time.

He secretly reminded himself: "This meeting is very critical. It is related to whether I can open up sales for cans and whether I can get into the sight of the kingdom's senior officials."

Hansel returned to the royal capital this time. In addition to continuing to recruit talents for Paul and gathering refugees, he also shouldered the important task of selling cans to the kingdom's army.

Paul estimated that there was a high probability that this matter would be successful. After all, canned food itself was invented to solve the problem of military rations. No matter how you think about it, it should be very appetizing to the army, no matter which world it is from.

Although Hansel was a layman in the military field, for such a food that was easy to transport in large quantities and could be preserved for a long time, he could see at a glance its importance to the army.

He was sitting in the living room of Viscount William's house. After looking at the entrance of the living room countless times, he suddenly heard footsteps in the corridor outside.

"Coming, coming!"

Hansel's heart was beating rapidly. He tried to calm down his mind, straightened his sitting posture, and waited for the arrival of his master.

Soon, a figure flashed out of the entrance to the living room, and a middle-aged man with a shrewd look in his eyes walked in.

Hansel immediately stood up and greeted the middle-aged man: "It is a great honor to meet you, Lord Viscount William."

"Hansel, please sit down, please sit down."

The viscount immediately asked him to sit down.

"Time flies so fast. I didn't expect the second son of the Abbott family to have grown so big."

Viscount William suddenly sighed. The incident involving old Abbott made a big fuss and made everyone in the royal capital aware of it. The young man in front of him was the child who suddenly appeared from the old Abbott.

"Uh...ah...yes."

Hansel agreed casually, embarrassed.

"So, why did you come to me?"

Viscount William went straight to the topic, obviously not intending to stay polite with Hansel for a while.

Hansel felt very unhappy in his heart: "I have made it clear in my greetings every time. Is this quartermaster really so busy? Can't he even remember what I came to him for?"

But there was no trace of dissatisfaction on his face. Although the other party's title was not very high, he held an important position in supplying the royal army.

With a decent smile on his face, Hansel explained his purpose: "Thank you, Lord Viscount, for taking time out of your busy schedule to meet me. I am here to recommend a newly developed military ration to you."

In order to arouse Viscount William's interest, he directly called the canned food rations. After all, the other party was the quartermaster.

The Viscount looked puzzled: "Military rations? Developed?"

Hansel nodded: "Exactly."

Then he called: "Tommen!"

The servant Tommen who was standing aside immediately placed the wooden box he had been carrying on the table and opened the box carefully.

Viscount William curiously looked inside the box and saw six glass bottles inside.

"This...is this military rations for eating?"

"Yes, Lord Viscount, in fact, their official name is 'canning'. This is a special food processing method that can preserve food for a long time. You can taste it. Let's try the beef first."

Hansel picked up a can with a beef label on it. He peeled off the wax seal at the mouth of the can to reveal the cork inside. He took out the can opener he carried with him and screwed in the cork. He pulled it out and the cork He was pulled out and the can was placed in front of the viscount.

The viscount looked at the can of beef in front of him with a troubled expression.

To be honest, the canned meat didn't look very good, with pieces of white grease floating on top of the turbid broth. Not to mention arousing people's appetite, it actually made people feel a little unappetizing.

After a while, he called a servant and said, "Go to the kitchen and get two forks."

The servant quickly returned to the drawing room and placed two forks on the table.

Viscount William gave Hansel a look, and Hansel understood. He picked up a fork and put it into the can. He took out a piece of beef and put it into his mouth to chew.

Seeing that the other party ate it without hesitation, the Viscount picked up another fork, reached into the jar, and took out a piece of beef and put it into his mouth.

The Viscount muttered while chewing: "Hmm... the texture is not bad, it is indeed beef."

The smell is a bit weird, but it's acceptable, and I can confirm that it doesn't smell like rotten meat.

Hansel swallowed the beef and continued to introduce: "Sir Viscount, the canned beef you and I tasted was produced more than a month ago."

"More than a month?"

Viscount William was astonished that it could be preserved for so long.

There is no mistake. One post, one content, one 6 one, one book, one book, one read!

He forked another piece of beef and held it up to his eyes for a closer look.

From the taste and appearance, the beef seems to have been cooked, but cooked meat will rot and spoil in a day or two. Even if it is placed in the ice room, it can only delay it for a few days. How does this small glass jar do it?

Seeing the surprise of the quartermaster, Hansel showed a little pride.

"My Lord, according to the inventor of canned food, they can be stored for at least half a year. Even in the hot summer, as long as the so-called "shelf life" is exceeded, the meat inside will not rot and spoil."

"Half a year?"

Viscount William showed an incredible expression. As a quartermaster, he knew that meat can be preserved for a long time by making it into jerky, but the taste... tastes like chewing wax, anyway, it is not as delicious as the canned meat in front of him.

"Not only beef, other meats can also be canned. This is pork, and this is lamb."

Hansel took out the other five cans from the box while introducing.

"And it's not just meat, there are also canned vegetables and fruits. These three bottles are pears, apples and spinach."

The colorful canned fruits and vegetables look much better and attracted the Viscount's attention.

Hansel opened the cans one by one with a can opener and asked Viscount William to taste each one.

"Hmm...these two canned fruits taste good."

The Viscount liked the canned fruits and ate several mouthfuls in a row.

Hansel smiled secretly in his heart, of course they tasted good.

The canned fruits used for promotion and tasting are specially made. The canned meats are added with spices and the canned fruits are added with sugar. These two condiments are extremely expensive in the Northwest Bay.

Mr. Viscount took the napkin handed over by the servant and wiped his mouth.

"If they can really be preserved for more than half a year, these so-called 'canned foods' are really good stuff."

"Of course they are good stuff, Lord Viscount, I think they will be welcomed by the soldiers. As a quartermaster, you must understand the pain of the soldiers who can't eat meat and vegetables."

It doesn't matter whether the soldiers like it or not, and they have their own "means" to get meat and vegetables.

The most important thing is that it saves us quartermasters a lot of trouble.

Viscount William thought so in his heart, and repeatedly agreed with Hansel's words: "Of course, Baron Abbott, this is indeed an excellent military ration."

He suddenly remembered that Hansel was a baron.