Chapter 2704 The Land of Firebirds (12)

The small town of Eisleben is located at the eastern foot of the Harz Mountains, where vegetation is dense, hills are rolling, wheat and barley are grown in the fields, and there are villages everywhere in the mountains. This city is the hometown of Martin Luther.

When he was born in 1483, wine was still being brewed in the north of the city, but it was not a drink on the tables of ordinary residents. People drank beer from morning to night. Wine was only drunk at Sunday mass.

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When he was a student, Luther, like many young men at that time, often stayed in taverns in the town. When he went to Wittenberg to continue his master's degree in theology, it was also the main beer-producing city in Saxony.

The then Lord of Saxony, Frederick III, was a famous "wise king". He went to the Holy Land Jerusalem in 1493 and was named a Knight of the Holy Sepulcher. He was the most knowledgeable and talented German prince of that era. He was also a beer lover.

Pope Leo

Wine was produced, but the expenses for these celebrations were the pope's own personal property and did not use the assets of the church. The church spent most of its money on the construction of St. Peter's Basilica.

Atonement scrolls have actually been issued for centuries, but in the 16th century they became more direct and public, and the trend became more and more intense.

After Luther's theses were made public, he became a "celebrity". People observed his every move all the time, and even recorded every beer he drank. So his enemies used this as a basis to call him

"Wittenberg Alcoholics".

When he married Sister Trina, there was also beer on the wedding table, some of which was brewed by Trina herself. The beer in the monastery was very famous, and she learned some techniques from it.

Beer brewing in the Middle Ages mainly used spices, called Groot. Hops did not appear until around the 13th century. The ingredients of Groot were a huge secret. Only a few people could sell them. These people were mainly composed of powerful people.

between the Church and the Principality.

Later, hops appeared and beer guilds began to form. Starting from Hanseatic League cities, guild organizations spread throughout Europe. Their members were mainly workers in the same industry. They had strict requirements for beer quality. Without the consent of the guild, no guilds would be produced.

The addition of new competitors ensures that brewers can focus on brewing beer for a long time without being affected by "other reasons".

Georgiana's original intention was to collect "rent" from brewers, not consumers, and then use the money to protect vulnerable groups, but when it came time to actually implement it, it completely went against her original wishes.

Not everyone thinks her approach is problematic. For example, Joseph van der Linden, a member of the Knights. The hotel run by his family has been doing very well these days, and customers are drinking happily and dancing to celebrate the arrival of peace.

, there is absolutely no risk at all.

This hotel is located right on the edge of Brussels Square. It is part of the huge classical building complex in the square. It was personally approved by Queen Maria Theresa. In 1788, he was awarded the Knight Order of St. John of Jerusalem. But more importantly, he

He is the younger brother of the mayor of Metz.

The last time Georgiana went to Metz it was still a natural village, but now it is planned and built according to the scale of a city. During the Austrian rule, he was responsible for restoring order in Brussels when riots broke out, and the Van der Linden family was also responsible for the restoration of the Nambra.

The famous large landowners of Bante, this time established the Belgian Industrial Promotion Bank, and part of the forest used for mortgage belongs to their family, but they can only be stewards of such a family in the Habsburg family.

The other is Baron Auguste, who is a French-Belgian mixed-race. He once received a classical literature education in Paris, and later studied in the UK for several years. He is an expert in Latin and French literary history. He is currently the editor-in-chief of the Brussels Official Gazette.

, and he didn’t receive any news at all.

There is also an elderly sculptor and painter named Antoine Carton. He is a professor at the Royal Academy of Fine Arts in Brussels, specializing in book illustrations and frontispieces. He is also the treasurer of the Architectural and Sculpture Association. His other identity is a Freemason

The master of the Third Hotel in Brussels, he has received a little bit of news...

"Why didn't you tell me earlier!" Langenhorn couldn't help but yelled loudly.

"Superstition is the new name after rumors are spread widely!" Kadong said calmly.

This was also what Sir Bacon said, but she did not want to discuss this topic further at the moment.

"I don't want this incident to undermine public security and the unity of the people." She said calmly, "Only when public order is gradually restored can commercial and industrial activities be gradually restored. You are gathered here also in the hope of making Belgium prosperous again.

Do you think what I said is right?"

Some people agreed, some remained silent, but no one raised any objection.

Then she brought up the matter of sugar production. She still planned to use incentives to encourage production. Although the entire Belgian land was used to grow sugar beets, it was not enough for France's consumption.

This time it was much smoother, although there was no archbishop to help like in Ghent.

At this time, she probably saw Napoleon's method of managing the occupied territories. No wonder none of the French senior officials came.

Or maybe because of other reasons, she has violated the "rules", and she will soon fall to the bottom like Augereau.

No general or army could go to Paris without Napoleon's consent, except for a group of young officers from the Military Academy of Fontainebleau.

The allowance for military students who have never been to any of these battlefields is 35% higher than that of an ordinary officer. Why?

They are hated by other troops, and the admission quota is also open to other troops. The equality advocated by the Great Revolution is not available here. After sending her to the round with Bonaparte, they will go to Boulogne to experience "

"Amphibious" combat.

Drinking can make a person's heart weak, while swimming can make a person healthy. Although Cockerworth is next to a river, because the water is dirty, Severus can't swim. She doesn't even know that he can even now.

Won't.

London does have the Thames River, but Sirius can't jump into it to learn how to swim. He is somewhat related to Patricia Linnaeus, and being a Curse Breaker in Gringotts is just her hobby, it seems.

She had a castle somewhere in Scandinavia, and Sirius went there before he had a falling out with his family.

The dimension there is higher than that of the North Sea. Perhaps it was because he was used to such cold water that Sirius was able to swim back from Azkaban.

She was not short of money, so she didn't need to assign her pet monkey to steal her colleagues' things, but no one believed her.

Pomona went to see her off when she left, and then she took out a piece of parchment from behind a painting hanging in the classroom, which was the Marauder's Map that Sirius and the others had made before.

"Do you know why parchment is used instead of papyrus?" Patricia asked her.

"I know," Pomona said.

"Why?"

"Parchment can be bought anywhere, so it won't easily arouse others' suspicion," Pomona said.

Patricia looked at her and smiled.

"What's the problem?" Pomona asked.

"Parchment is made of sheepskin. If someone tattoos a map on their body, will it look like a tattoo?" Patricia asked.

Pomona was stunned.

"I'll leave this to you for safekeeping," Patricia said, handing the Marauder's Map to Pomona.

"I don't……"

Before Pomona could finish speaking, Patricia suddenly frowned.

She opened the "Marauder's Map", but there was no "Marauder's Point" in it, only the map of Hogwarts.

"This is false!" she said angrily, "Who stole the map?"

"Who else but you knows where the map is hidden?" Pomona asked.

"There are a lot of students coming in and out...forget it." Patricia only worried for three seconds and then stopped caring, "I'm leaving anyway."

Pomona didn't care either. She thought the map was of little use and could only be used as a prank.

At that time, she didn't notice at all whether the pet monkey was standing on the ground like Peter Pedro. If it was really an Animagus, his name would be shown on the Marauder's Map.

The real culprit who cast the portrait curse has not been caught yet, but there have been no similar attacks since Patricia left. Many people think she is the real culprit.

If someone's cow is sick, they should go to the veterinarian instead of suspecting that some woman with an inflamed eye has cursed it, let alone burning her to death.

There are many causes of superstition. Francis Bacon summarized it. The last one is that it was a barbaric era related to disasters.

After the meeting, they left the VIP living room one after another. Not long after they left, Feryl came in with a man. She thought he looked familiar.

"Madam, I found this." The man said, taking a wooden tube from his arm and placing a parchment scroll inside.

It was old and had turned a little yellow. Georgiana remembered that he was Champollion's father. What was his name...

"You need to take a look." Felicity said anxiously.

"What's it about?" Georgiana said casually.

"Same as last time," said Champollion's father.

Georgiana was silent.

"This is a false accusation!" Felicity said angrily.

"Since you know it's fake, why don't you show me anything?" she said in a bad mood.

After a moment of silence, Champollion's father placed the roll of paper on the table, bowed to her and turned to leave, but Ferrier did not leave.

"Can you read Latin?" she asked tiredly.

"I can learn." Feryl knelt at Georgiana's feet.

"Do you know the content above? Mr. Champollion told you?" Georgiana asked softly.

Philyl hesitated.

"Yes." She said softly.

"Do you think he's a good keeper of secrets?" Georgiana asked.

Philiel said nothing.

Georgiana clapped her hands.

A French wizard appears.

"Erase his memory."

"Yes, ma'am," the wizard said, bowed to her, and then left the drawing room.

"I let you keep the memory because you are good at keeping secrets." Georgiana smiled softly, like a statue of the Virgin. "Have you hidden that contract?"

"Yes." Felicity said cautiously.

"You did a good job." Georgiana used the summoning spell to give Feryl a chocolate. "This is your reward."
Chapter completed!