Vivian put on a new dress and a new headgear and went downstairs.
Vivian, who is petite, wore a slim-fitting gray long dress, a black short hair set, and two cat ears sticking out of her hair, like a cute kitten.
"Only women can understand women better." Charlotte couldn't help but sigh as she saw the tailor-made dress on Vivian.
Vivian turned around in place, her skirt fluttering, but she suddenly felt a sore nose.
She used to have several beautiful dresses in her wardrobe. She thought that entering the abyss was like entering hell. She didn't expect that Charlotte, her former imaginary enemy, would become her boss and could wear a beautiful little dress.
Her mother was still waiting for her to rescue her in the prison of the imperial capital. She had to work hard to improve her strength and find someone who could help her.
Cromwell's power was too strong, so strong that it made people despair.
"What? Don't you like this dress?" Charlotte asked when she saw that Vivian was in a bad mood.
"No... I like it very much." Vivian shook her head and forced a smile. "Then I'll go make medicine. I bought so many materials today, so I can make more hemostatic potions."
"Go ahead." Charlotte nodded.
As a capitalist, he likes workers who can arrange work for him.
After tinkering in the study for a while, Charlotte went out again with two drawings.
The street of Baka Street is more than ten meters wide, and the ground is paved with thick stone slabs. It is not flat, but it is enough for carriages to drive.
The houses on both sides of the street are built with large black stones. This kind of stone can be seen everywhere in the abyss. The black cliffs hundreds of meters high are made of this kind of stone. The height of a single floor is generally about five meters, which can accommodate most ethnic guests.
Super high beings like Amos usually go to open-air business places, or business places specifically for super large individual guests.
Baka Street is relatively peaceful, but Charlotte is still alert, holding the magic spell in her sleeve, ready to be activated at any time.
The business ecology on the street is very complete, and you can find everything from food, clothing, housing and transportation.
However, the flow of people is ordinary, and there are no particularly famous shops.
The four major families control one side and charge rent to vendors as protection fees.
But the underlying logic of business is the same. The better the port, the greater the flow of people, and the rent of this street will naturally rise.
But if the business on this street is dull and no one is seen, there will be vacancies in shops and low rents.
Baka Street is a business district that is neither good nor bad. Customers come from nearby residents, and shop owners can barely make a living, but they can't make a fortune.
The rent is neither high nor low, just the level that merchants can accept.
Carefully avoiding two street fights and passing by three thefts without blinking, Charlotte came to the blacksmith shop at the end of Baka Street without any danger.
As soon as Charlotte stepped into the blacksmith shop, a rolling heat wave hit him in the face, and the clanging sound of iron hammering made his eardrums hurt.
"Boss!" Charlotte shouted.
The sound of iron hammering stopped abruptly, and a short and sturdy dwarf came out of the forging room with a big iron hammer almost as tall as him.
"Doctor Charlotte!" Guy walked forward with some surprise, "Why are you here?"
"I need to make a set of pots and pans." Charlotte said straight to the point, took out the drawings she drew from her arms and handed them to Guy.
Guy took the drawings and looked at them, showing a puzzled expression, looking up at Charlotte and asked: "Why is this pot like this?"
In addition to making weapons, his blacksmith shop also takes on some work of making pots and pans and tools in his spare time.
But other people's pots are either deep pots with three legs at the bottom that can burn fire, or have ears on the edge of the pot for hanging.
But what Charlotte drew on the drawing was an open pot, which was larger than the common pots, neither deep nor shallow, with no supporting legs at the bottom, and no ears on the edge of the pot, which looked a bit strange. "This is my own design. It is a little different from the common pots, and it must be used with this stove." Charlotte took out another drawing. He wanted to build an earthen stove, a versatile earthen stove that can steam, stir-fry, fry, and stew. Surrounding the earthen stove, stewing chicken in the pot, and sticking a circle of steamed buns around the pot, the taste is simply unimaginable. Harry looked at the drawing for a long time, but still couldn't understand the peculiar shape of the stove, so he simply said: "I can make the pot for you according to the drawing, but this stove... I'm afraid you have to find a stonemason to build it for you. It happens that there is a stonemason shop next door to me. I'll take you there and ask him to give you a cheap price." "Thank you." Charlotte nodded quickly. Ten minutes later, Charlotte came out of the stonemason's shop, brought a dwarf stonemason, and pulled a cart of black square stones back to the clinic.
Charlotte first built a new stove in the alchemy room on the first floor, so that he could make medicine at the same time as Vivian.
Then, in the corner room on the second floor, he built an earth stove with the chimney facing inward.
The project looked small, but the stonemason had never built a stove of this style before. Charlotte supervised and corrected it, and it took a whole afternoon to complete it.
Looking at the polished stovetop and the neatly built chimney, Charlotte nodded with satisfaction. Now all that was left was Harry's big iron pot.
"Thank you for your hard work."
Charlotte settled 800 copper coins with the stonemason. The price was fair for the labor and materials.
Then Charlotte went out to buy a few pieces of furniture, including a shelf for sundries and seasonings, a small square table, and two small wooden stools.
In this way, the kitchen and dining room was in good shape.
If the iron pot had not been waiting for two days, Charlotte would have wanted to go out to buy some vegetables and cook one meat and one vegetable for herself to try.
However, when she went out to buy furniture just now, Charlotte found that the grocery store was selling flour. The price of ten copper coins per pound was almost close to the price of meat. She bought one pound and cut two and a half pounds of fat and lean wild boar meat at the butcher shop.
Having eaten enough black bread, Charlotte planned to make steamed buns to improve her diet.
When he was in college, he worked part-time in a bun shop for a semester. He knew all the processes from making dough to chopping stuffing. He was even designated by the boss as the successor of the master chef.
The new medicine cauldron had not been soaked by strange things yet. It could be used to steam buns with a few chopsticks.
Without baking powder, he used the low-alcohol rice wine he bought and added sugar to ferment the flour, and the effect was not bad.
He made a pot of thick soup with wild boar skin, put it in the freezer that stored special medicines to freeze it into a frozen state, and then cut it into small cubes and wrapped it in buns with chopped half-fat and half-lean wild boar meat.
Even if the conditions are limited, we still have to eat soup dumplings!
Vivian was refining a hemostatic potion, while Charlotte was steaming dumplings on the newly built stove next to her.
"Boss, what is this? White and plump?" Vivian smelled the fragrance and couldn't help but stop what she was doing, looking at Mag curiously and asked.
"Our dinner, soup dumplings." Charlotte smiled.