Vikings: Nordic women

Chapter 8 The Strange “Food Chain”

Lord Robert held the slightly damaged piece of soap in his hand, as if "Jerry" had held the cheese, and seemed to still be savoring its subtlety.

The gaps on the soap look like they were gnawed by hungry mice, showing a strange "food chain" phenomenon.

She couldn't imagine that someone would actually eat an object that completely subverted common sense and was definitely not food.

Looking back, who was it that solemnly declared that he disdained the food of the untouchables? Although he refused verbally, he was extremely honest in his heart.

Ouni stared at Lord Robert with sharp eyes, trying to see through his shameless face and find any traces of blushing.

However, she was disappointed to find that Lord Robert seemed to care nothing about her previous remarks.

Could he really find pleasure in his own embarrassment?

Ou Ni gently stroked the burrs on the edge of the basin with her fingers and placed the basin on the table. She felt that this was the only explanation.

Lord Robert gently put the soap back on the plate and commented: "This tastes really bad. Remember to put less salt next time. It tastes too astringent!"

As he finished speaking, there was still a look of doubt on his face, as if he was savoring the taste, trying to confirm that this thing was indeed inedible.

Perhaps it was the alluring scent and appearance of the soap that made him stubbornly insist on giving it a try even though he knew it was impossible.

"Ugh~Pah~" He immediately showed an expression of disgust, spit directly on the ground, and then rinsed his mouth with malt liquor.

Seeing this, Ounnie quickly moved away, fearing that the saliva would splash onto her precious skirt.

As for what he said about it being too salty...

That's natural! How can the fatty acid salts produced by the saponification reaction of alkaline water filtered from wood ash and oil not be salty?

Not only is it salty, but the rosemary essential oil additive in soap may also cause mild neurotoxicity. And the strong alkali will neutralize stomach acid, causing symptoms such as indigestion, burping, bloating, and a soapy mouth.

The scene was so beautiful that she couldn't even imagine it, but she wouldn't sympathize!

"Haha~" There was a snickering sound outside the house. Ounnie turned her head and glared at the teenagers who knew the purpose of the soap and were watching, with a warning look on her face.

She stared at Robert.

Calmly, Ouni took the soap away and no longer mentioned asking the lord to help sell the soap to other areas during the Viking period.

She pulled out another "magic weapon": distilled rosemary essential oil perfume. If you don't like it, she also has lavender!
She mysteriously uncorked the perfume bottle and placed it on the table.

A rich rosemary aroma fills the air, fresh and refreshing, giving people a feeling of peace and satisfaction.

I believe that those who are prone to body odor problems due to well-developed sweat glands under their armpits will be interested in this. Just apply it and your troubles will be gone!
Lord Robert took the vial of perfume she handed him and sniffed it.

Seeing his actions, Ou Ni thought he wanted to drink again, so she quickly grabbed his wrist. There was indeed a lot of hair on his arms, and the furry feeling had a kind of ancestral "beauty".

Robert looked at Eunice's hand that was holding his wrist, and then looked at her with an inexplicable gaze.

She quickly withdrew her hand.

"You can't drink it!" Ouni smiled awkwardly and retracted her hand, "Because it's too salty!"

If you really drink it, at the very least you will burp sweetly for a month, and even your bowel movements will smell sweet. At the worst, you will ascend to heaven on the spot.

The scene was so beautiful that she dared not think about it. If that were the case, no matter how serious the crime was, she would definitely be turned into a blood eagle, right?
Will it?

Ounnie slowly sat down and began to tell Robert about the wonderful uses of perfume. The conversation aroused his strong interest.

"If it's true, this thing is probably more precious than gold!" Robert said as he poured a little perfume on his palm and wiped it gently. Suddenly, he coughed twice, obviously stimulated by the strong aroma. "It needs to be diluted with water!" Ouni sniffed the rosemary and hurriedly explained and pointed to the basin on the table, "Wash your hands!"

"It's a good stuff. I will bring it with me next time I go to Viking. For every ten bottles of such perfume sold, I can give you the profit of one bottle!" Robert put his hand into the basin and looked at Ounnie as if he were looking at a treasure.

Ouni was confused for a moment, then she immediately understood the key to the problem and shook her head: "No, this is for you. I just want to borrow a ship from you. If you don't want, I can build one myself!"

Robert pondered for a while, staring at Eunice, and just when she thought she was about to agree, she shook her head.

"No way?" Ou Ni was a little discouraged. She didn't understand.

"No, I will give you 10% of the profits, and I will also give you a ship. Also, I will allow you to build your own ship if it is damaged, but you can only have one!" Robert looked at the small bottle in admiration.

One ship?
No tonnage limit?
you sure?
After getting the benefits in exchange, Ounnie was instantly filled with a great sense of happiness, which proved that what she did was right.

I only go to Viking once a year. How much can a few ingredients of a luxury perfume cost? It's better to go to Viking myself!

"Please wait a moment!" Ounnie immediately ran back to the room, took out the parchment she had saved, sat down in front of Robert, drew the distillation apparatus, wrote the method on it and handed it to Robert to see.

After the other party took a look, his eyes became more and more puzzled, and he shook his head: "It's too complicated. You will be responsible for the production of perfume in the future. Just tell my butler if you need any materials!"

The benefits had already been obtained, and Ounnie didn't want to take on this troublesome task, but when she opened her mouth, she didn't know what to say.

Forget it, just leave it to my men!
After a few times, she found that she didn't seem to have lost anything. The formula was still in her hands, and she had the final say on how much perfume to deliver. She had gotten a huge benefit for free.

Is this a blessing in disguise?
As for the income from selling perfume, how much money can it bring? There is only one Viking in a year. Is it really as important as the lord's permission to go to sea?
"Holger?" Robert looked around outside, as if looking for the butler. "Didn't Holger follow us?"

Of course, he could not have imagined that Holger was so bold as to "take care" of his wife for him.

"Sir, the butler is staying in the hall. Do you need me to call him over?" The soldier suddenly bowed his head in salute and answered.

"No need!" He stood up, glanced at Ou Ni, and left.

When he reached the door, he stopped and looked at Eunice who was seeing him off: "My brother Harold likes you very much, I hope you will not let him down!"

Ouni looked at him quietly but puzzledly.

"Of course, if you have figured it out, you can come to me anytime. If you are willing to be my second wife, my promise still stands!" After saying that, he strode away.

The person who could threaten her life left, but Ouni was not happy, nor was she angry because of that sentence. She just silently thought about the questions she had asked in the lord's hall before.

Wanting and getting, there is also doing in between. As long as today is better than yesterday, isn’t that hope?
As long as she grasps every step like a life-saving straw, she believes that one day, she will be holding onto a towering tree that was once beyond her reach!

……

On the other side, in the lord's bedroom, Mrs. Yar was cleaning the stains and combing her hair. She looked up at Butler Holger and asked jealously, "Who was the Eunice you kept calling just now?"

"The person the lord likes is a very beautiful woman with an indescribable sense of tranquility, and may become the second Lady Yar in the future!" Holger said casually while tying his belt, not hiding his fantasy.

"What? I thought it was one of your slaves. How dare Robert betray me? How dare he? He said he would always love me! This liar!" Madame Jarre seemed to have been greatly insulted. She broke the deer antler comb into two pieces and threw it to the ground.

Suddenly, she seemed to have thought of something, and looked at Holger with a cold look: "Go! Kill her and make her disappear forever!"

"What?" Holger's face changed drastically. "Are you crazy? Jar will kill me if he finds out!"

"Then don't let him know. If you don't go, I will tell Jarre about us, and I will say that you offend me every day when he is not around!" Madame Jarre threatened, with a fierce light flashing in her eyes.

Just as Holger was hesitating, footsteps were heard outside the door. His face suddenly turned panicked and he looked at Madame Jarre who looked equally frightened.

(End of this chapter)