The Rise of Iceland

Vol 2 Chapter 13: Queen honey

Olaf got up early the next morning. After breakfast, he asked Pikku to continue cooking the syrup at home. Then he wore linen trousers and a lamb wool coat. He stepped on cowhide boots and a sheep felt hat on his head. Closed the door.

   Today Olaf decided to let Pikku cook the sap he collected yesterday at home, and then he took the Iceland Youth League to collect maple sap farther away.

  Because there are hunting teams going north to hunt in depth every day, they even leave the peninsula and enter the hinterland of Vinland Island to catch beavers. Therefore, it is said that the Niujiao Peninsula, where only white people live, is very safe.

As soon as Olaf and Yotte said, he found two strong and brave white slaves to follow Olaf, and then Olaf took twenty teenagers and left Hagerburg carrying barrels, spears, axes and other tools. Go to the forest to the north.

Vinland has not changed for thousands of years. The trees here are old and tall, but there are only a few hundred really tall maple trees, and there are hundreds of smaller ones that can produce syrup. Olaf puts it on the north side of Hagerburg today. More than a dozen of the maple trees were digging holes for juice, and he estimated that within half a month the maple trees on the peninsula would be used up.

   At noon, the two white slaves cooked smoked fish in a crock pot. They drank fish soup together, and Olaf also ate a piece of fish.

   I waited until the afternoon to start collecting barrels one after another. Almost every barrel contained one-third or one-fourth of the pulp.

   Olaf knew at a glance that today’s harvest was nearly twice as big as yesterday, and then happily led everyone to lift the barrel and circumvent Hagerburg cautiously.

   When they returned home, the two white slaves and the younger brothers put the barrels in the backyard of Olaf's house and left.

  Pikeku came out of the back kitchen, his face covered with vegetation ash, looked at a panic, Olaf patted him a few times, Pikeku almost shed tears.

   "Pikku, how much syrup did you cook today?"

  Pikku is very poor in math, and after thinking for a long time, he stretched out his finger and said, "One and a half!"

   Olaf nodded and said in praise: "Yes! A can weighs 20 pounds. Did you use up all the sap from yesterday?"

   "There are... uh... there are six cans and it's over." Pikku broke his fingers again before saying.

   Olaf pointed to the wooden barrel that filled the yard again, and said, "Pour it into the big jar first, and then pour it into the small jar when the big jar is used up. When you are done, go and rest. I'll look at it."

  Pikku promised to lift the wooden barrel and pour it into the big clay pot in the house.

Olaf yesterday ordered 20 large crock pots that can hold dozens of gallons of water from the warehouse, and more than 30 small pots of five gallons. These pots are all leftovers that Hagrid bought to make wine. Let Olaf use it.

   Olaf guarded the earthen jar on the fire and stirred it from time to time. After half a day, he poured the syrup at the bottom of the pot into the half-filled earthen jar on the side, and then poured a whole country of tree sap on the fire to continue cooking.

   "Master! I'm ready to pour the sap, go and rest, I'll cook it!" Pikku has been busy for a long time before pouring the sap in the garden, and without waiting for a rest he ran to Olaf and begged.

   Olaf patted Pikku on the shoulder, who was about the same height as himself, and said with a smile: "You've been tired for a day, so sit and rest first."

   "I'm not tired! Master!" Pikku said with staring eyes.

   Olaf smiled and gave the wooden shovel in his hand to Pikku, and then said: "After cooking this pot, rest and continue cooking tomorrow."

After talking about Olaf, he left. He felt that as the maple sap was getting more and more, Pikku alone would be too busy to cook it even if he was exhausted, so he wanted his mother to find his aunt and other relatives to do it together. It's a big deal to divide them into a little sugar.

   Catlin, who was cooking porridge, was taken aback when he heard Olaf talk about making sugar, then turned to look at Olaf, and asked in a low voice, "Are you sure that the liquid you gave us can be boiled into honey-like sweet syrup?"

"Of course!" Olaf spread his hands and said, "This secret is only known to me now. I am going to make money from the secret recipe for making sugar, and then develop other crops and breeding in Wenlan. I can only trust you and two. Aunt, if you help me make sugar, I can give you 10% syrup, how about it?"

Katrin readily agreed, and then immediately followed Olaf to the back kitchen to see Pikku making sweets. After Olaf put together an item and a can of juice, Katrin nodded and said, "Hand it over. Me! Tomorrow I will let your two aunts and your Vanhill cousin, the Yotte family, Anini, and Wedeme all cook sugar for you. These people are the most reliable. Don't worry!"

   "Okay, thank you mom!"

   The sugar-boiler was found, and Olaf was so happy that he ate an extra piece of black bread for dinner, and turned over and over at night, unable to fall asleep, and his stomach was sour.

   After tossing in the middle of the night, he fell into a drowsy sleep. The next day, he felt his body was shaking and suddenly awakened, but Pikku was shaking himself.

   "What are you doing?!" Olaf said in a bad tone, frowning and squinting at Pikku.

   Olaf got angry for the first time. Pikku turned pale, startled, and hurriedly bowed and said, "Master! Your friends are here, and they are urging you down."

   Olaf suddenly got up and asked, "I got up late today?"

   Pikku muttered, "Master, you have eaten breakfast on weekdays."

   "Oh!" Olaf got out of bed hurriedly and walked out while getting dressed.

   "Master, I'll get you a hot towel." Pikku said as he walked quickly to fetch the towel from the hot water basin by the fireplace, he wrung it half dry and handed it to Olaf.

   Olaf wiped his hands and face, picked up the cold water on the table, rinsed his mouth, and opened the door to go out.

  Thom and others all stood in the yard waiting, only to hey when Olaf came out.

   "Olav, why did you sleep late?" Halek asked with a smile.

"It's okay, it's just that I didn't feel well and didn't sleep well last night." Olaf smiled and told Pikku to bring some bread and meat jerky, and then took the Youth League to go to Yuet and ask for two carriages, and then twenty. The three of them rode two large carriages to the far north to find new maple trees.

In fact, the maple trees from the day before yesterday and yesterday can still pick up some maple sap if a new hole is made, but the amount will be much less. Olaf knows that only the maple trees on the peninsula are enough to develop on their own, and naturally disdain to seek out holes that have been dug tree.

   So from this day, Olaf continued to swim on the Niujiao Peninsula, looking for tall maple trees and digging holes for juice.

Katrin also found Olaf’s two aunts, cousin and her friends, and everyone took the maple sap home, and then cooked the syrup according to the matching time that Katrin said, and waited until Olaf returned home in the evening. When I arrived at the six cans of maple syrup, I was pleasantly surprised, and then praised his mother Catlin's ability.

  Katrin smiled and said, "It will be done in the afternoon, and there are two and a half cans in my place."

   "Sure enough, there are so many people and powerful!" Olaf exclaimed, and then said, "Today's amount is about the same as yesterday's, you can do it slowly."

Hadar came home earlier today and had already tasted the syrup made by Olaf. Although he had been full of hope for Olaf, he did not expect Olaf to continue to create surprises for him~www.wuxiahere. com~ Hadar came out of the room and asked, "My boy, I asked you Uncle Yurt and Heine. They said that you are making maple tree sap every day. Could you tell your mother to make this syrup with maple? Is it made of tree sap? You make this as sweet as honey, if it sells it would be a good thing!"

"Yes, Dad!" Olaf never dared to fool his father, so he explained, "There is still sugar in the maple sap, but it is very small. It can only be obtained after boiling. It tastes like honey but has a sweet smell. The difference, I want to follow my uncle and eldest brother and they went to the Netherlands to sell them for money, and then use the money to buy some white slaves, do you think it’s okay?”

   "You can spend your own money whatever you want." Hadar reached out and touched Olaf's head and smiled, "My son is really smart!"

   Hadar did not ask Olaf how the maple tree sap could be used as sugar. He had already determined that Olaf was a genius possessed by ancestor spirits, a miracle of ancestors to revive the family, so he was just very happy.

Olaf actually felt that his family’s attitude towards him was different from other children. He knew that this was a combination of his mature thinking and knowledge that surpassed ordinary people, as well as his ancestral spirit possessed by pretending to be a ghost. The important thing is that the possession of the ancestor spirit has been convinced by them.

In Europe where religious culture is prevalent, almost no one is not superstitious. While Iceland believes in the Lord Jesus, it is inevitable that it still retains the traditional ancestral worship and primitive religious habits of the Nordic people. Olaf also took advantage of this to get him close. Because it can communicate with Hadar on an equal footing.

   Olaf smiled slightly, before speaking, Hadar asked again: "What is the name of this syrup?"

   "Royal Jelly! I decided to name it Royal Jelly!"

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