Demon King, you just need to conquer, and your husband will come up with the solution.

Minerva was now speechless and could only lead Dorothy in silence.

Not long after, the two stopped in front of a small courtyard whose door was covered with dirt, broken eggs, rotten fruit peels and other garbage.

This is Mary Bell's residence. It used to be very beautiful. There were flowers arranged at the door, which was very beautiful.

But now, the flowers have been uprooted, leaving only a pit filled with all kinds of garbage, emitting an indescribable stench.

All of this was the Blackwater people venting their anger towards Mary. Although the Queen made it clear that Mary could not be killed, it did not mean that the Blackwater people could not vent their anger with rotten eggs and tomatoes.

Nowadays, this place has become a place where dogs will try to pee when they come here.

However, looking at the scene in front of her, Minerva became a little distressed. Hiss... Although Mary had brought this upon herself, it was indeed inappropriate to let the princess study in such an environment...

"Um, Princess, how about I call Mary out and move to another place?"

"No." Dorothy shook her head. "I don't want my privilege to be an opportunity for this woman to relax."

Dorothy said, walking to the oil-spattered door without a care in the world and knocking.

But no one responded. Dorothy wanted to knock again, but was stopped by Minerva. She took out a silk scarf and wiped Dorothy's greasy hands, then shouted to the yard: "Mary Belle! Come out!"

Minerva's voice had a significant effect. Not long after, the door creaked open from the inside. Mary, with her hair a little disheveled and looking obviously haggard, looked at the two people outside the door with a hint of fear.

Dorothy looked at Mary coldly and asked, "Are you Mary Belle?"

Mary nodded tremblingly: "Yes... yes, may I ask who you are..."

"I'm here to squeeze out every last bit of value."

Chapter 61 Food processing can be simple

"Just squeeze it like this. Yes, squeeze out every last bit of juice from these big-leaf sweet potato residues. Don't waste it."

Irons stood among a group of demon apprentices and explained to them the key points of making starch.

That's right, because the number of people in the Demon King's Castle kitchen is not enough after all, and it is really boring to stay in the bedroom all the time, so Ains, who always wants to find something to do, personally goes to teach these apprentices.

And when this group of demons discovered that the master who came to teach them was actually a human who looked so young, there was no doubt some commotion.

Of course, there was only some commotion at the beginning, because as Irons started chatting with the apprentices, they quickly accepted this human master who spoke so nicely.

Soon there was no more barriers between them and they became close friends.

Well... although it is called them, Ains feels that it might be more appropriate to call them them.

Because among the first batch of 300 apprentices, almost 70% were female demons.

When Ains wrote down the recruitment conditions, he added the sentence "Those with handicraft experience are preferred", and in the Demon King's Castle, those engaged in handicrafts are basically female demons.

So, it became what it is now.

Moreover, there are some special features among them. First of all, among the three hundred people, fifty percent are from the little demon clan, followed by beast-headed demons, and then succubi and demons.

Although the strength of the little demon clan is relatively low in the Demon Realm, it also allows him to possess many characteristics that the demon clan does not have.

Careful, smart and dexterous.

Basically, any demon with a little status in the Demon King's Castle will recruit some little devil servants, and shop owners will also choose little devils first when recruiting employees.

Therefore, in other more primitive places, weak races like the little devils are the lowest and most miserable people, but in the Demon King's City, the little devils generally live quite well.

It can be seen from the learning speed of these apprentices that the apprentices of the little devil clan can always quickly master the essentials of the production process. They are simply natural technical talents.

And Ains can also foresee that with the future development of the Demon King's City, the little demons, a weak race that was once at the bottom of the demon world, will burst out with unimaginable potential.

……

"Wow... this one doesn't have any sediment... this one doesn't have any starch either..."

Little Wells looked at the vegetable juice in the pot without any sedimentation and curled his lips in disappointment.

Ever since Irons demonstrated a wave of shocking food processing in front of these chefs, young Wells felt as if he had seen a new world.

From then on, whenever he saw any food ingredient, he couldn't help but wonder if it could be processed into a more delicious form.

These days, little Wells has tried every ingredient in the kitchen, but the results are not very good.

A big part of the reason is that Wells is not aware of other processing methods and all he can do is copycat filtering.

Unfortunately, apparently not every crop can undergo a magical transformation like the sweet potato.

"Will, have you had enough fun? Are you still thinking about your food industry? What are you thinking about? Just because Mr. Irons can do it doesn't mean you can do it. You should curb your curiosity. If you keep going like this, there won't be enough ingredients in the whole kitchen for you to use."

Just as Little Wells was sighing at his vegetable juice, a demon chef patted his shoulder with a teasing look, and then reminded him: "I will be on duty next, you should go teach those apprentices.

Don't forget that you have other jobs now... Oh, by the way, Will, I have good news for you~ Old George said that most of the apprentices recruited this time are little devils, and there are especially many girls~

Maybe you can take this opportunity to pick up a girl and solve your life problem at the same time~"

Facing the ridicule of his colleagues, Little Wells rolled his eyes speechlessly. He let himself find a girl among the apprentices? Haha, how could such a thing be more important than creating a new type of food?

Of course, teaching those apprentices was indeed a job assigned to little Wells. Even though little Wells wanted to continue to study his food processing, he naturally could not disobey the job that the Demon Lord personally requested.

So he could only reluctantly give up what he was doing, change his clothes and go to the classroom to teach apprentices, teaching these little devil girls who were about the same age as him.

Watching these little devil girls clumsily replicating the steps that he had already memorized, he felt bored...

"Hey~ How interesting~ Wow... Delicious!"

Just when little Wells was feeling bored, a playful exclamation caught his attention.

He turned his head to look to the side and found a little devil girl with a headscarf on her head who was smilingly pinching a sticky dumpling and eating it. The girl was wearing an old cloth dress with patches all over it.

However, these patches were arranged with great ingenuity. They were in various shapes and embellished with various colored silk threads by the girl. Some looked like dog heads, some like cat heads, and some like devil horns...

It looks messy overall, but it makes people feel the girl's ingenuity.

When little Wells saw what the girl was eating at the moment, he was shocked at first, and then he couldn't help feeling a little angry.

He quickly walked up to her and criticized her, "You obviously didn't put enough water in when making the starch paste, so it lumps up! I just explained the proper ratio of water to starch, why did you still make it like this? Hurry and make another batch!"

Facing the criticism from Little Wells, the little devil girl showed an aggrieved expression and pouted her lips and said, "But...it's also edible...and it tastes good...If you don't believe me, try it?"

As she spoke, the girl handed the starch ball to little Wells.

Little Wells was even more angry when he saw that the girl in front of him refused to repent. The process of making vermicelli was customized by Mr. Irons! There could be no sloppiness at all!

How can a little girl like you change what Mr. Irons has stipulated? ? It tastes good... What the hell did you make? A completely failed half-finished product! How can such a crappy thing taste good?

Little Wells snatched the starch ball from the girl's hand, stuffed it into his mouth with a critical attitude, chewed it and tasted the flavor. At the same time, he stared at the girl, wanting to criticize her severely!

However, when little Wells really chewed the starch ball in his mouth, his expression gradually became subtle. Although this thing was a little different from vermicelli, it was also easy to eat and quite chewy. The more you chewed, the more fragrant it became and there was a little sweetness...

"Ah, this thing you made... uh... um... hiss... not bad?"

Little Wells's initial anger gradually disappeared, replaced by the surprise of discovering something new. This girl didn't lie. This failed semi-finished product was actually edible... and it tasted really good...

Seeing that her creation was recognized, the girl smiled proudly and said, "Hmm~ I told you! And this is before adding anything else. I think it would taste better if I added some salt and dipped it in roasted pepper sauce!"

The girl's words made young Wells fall into deep thought, and he suddenly realized that this piece of starch, which was obviously produced by a mistake, was exactly the new food he had been pursuing to create.

The way it was created was not complicated at all. It was just a semi-finished product produced during the vermicelli production process. It was even... a semi-finished product that was made by mistake...

He suddenly realized that food processing was not as complicated and advanced as he had imagined. It could actually be very simple, even crude, or even a mistake...

Seeing little Wells in a trance, the girl's expression became a little awkward. She shrank her head and asked nervously, "Uh... did I do something wrong again... I will be more careful next time..."

"No!" Little Wells looked at the girl in front of him seriously and said solemnly: "You did something very important, something that can be praised by the Demon King! What's your name?"

"Me?" The girl was a little flattered and responded at a loss: "I... my name is, my name is Susie..."

"Susie, right? Repeat what you did just now and make another ball of starch like that. Take it with you and let's go see the Demon King!"

Chapter 62 Big Leaf Sweet Potato Cake

"What does it feel like to teach the demons?"

Inside the Demon King's Castle, Margaret and Ains were walking in the corridor. Looking at Ains who had just returned from his apprenticeship, Margaret asked.

There were still a lot of white starch marks on Irons' body, but he didn't care about it now. Instead, he said to Margaret: "What do you feel? I think it is necessary for the Demon King's City to promote the plan to improve literacy.

When I was teaching the apprentices just now, I gave them a booklet with the process written on it, but eighty percent of them couldn't understand it.

Although making starch and vermicelli is a simple job that can be mastered after practicing a few times, the Demon King's City will open more than just a starch factory and a vermicelli factory in the future.

The factories to be built in the future will only become more and more high-end and technologically advanced. By then, the disadvantage of illiterate apprentices will become more and more obvious. It is urgent to improve the literacy rate! "

Margaret nodded repeatedly to show that she had received Irons' suggestion, and then snapped her fingers to ask the head maid Finia beside her to write down the agenda.

"Well, besides that? Is there anything else I should pay attention to?"

What else? Of course there is, there are so many.

After this teaching, Ains found that the civilians in the Demon Realm had too many bad habits due to their living environment, and the resulting personal hygiene problems were very serious.

"There is also the issue of cleanliness awareness. These employees recruited from the bottom generally do not have a good sense of cleanliness. They have no idea of ​​cleaning themselves before going to work.

They will be engaged in food production in the future! If they are a little careless, the stomachs of all the people in the Demon King City will suffer in the end. So in addition to the literacy plan, the corresponding health plan must also be put on the agenda..."

"Okay, okay, Finia, please write it down."

Margaret sincerely accepted all the points raised by Irons.

Although some of the key points seemed a bit too picky to her, since Irons had made such a clear request, he must have his reasons, but she just didn't notice the problem.

So Margaret asked Finia to write them down one by one.

But soon, Ains's plan for a night raid was interrupted. A maid walked quickly from a distance, bowed to meet Margaret, and then walked to Fenya and whispered a few words.

After hearing this, Finia nodded and reported to Margaret, "Lady Margaret, a cook from the kitchen of the Demon King's Castle wants to see you with an apprentice. They seem to say that they have made another new food similar to vermicelli."

"Ok?"

Upon hearing the news, Margaret was shocked at first, then suddenly delighted, and urged: "What are you waiting for? Let him come to see me!"

……

“Is this the new food you made?”

Margaret took a look at the food, which was similar in color to vermicelli but was clumped together, and looked a little disappointed.

After all, in terms of appearance, this slightly black dumpling is not as good-looking as the crystal clear vermicelli.

But when Margaret put the black dumpling into her mouth and tasted it, she had to admit that she had judged it by its appearance this time... It was really delicious, chewy and a little sweet!

Facing the Demon King's question, Little Wells shook his head and pointed at Susie beside him and said, "Master Demon King, it wasn't us who did it. It was this apprentice who did it."

"Oh?" After hearing this, Margaret looked curiously at Susie who was very nervous and uneasy.

Obviously, this girl was experiencing such a grand scene of meeting the devil for the first time, so that her body could not stop shaking, and even her teeth were chattering. She couldn't let go of her hands that were pinching the hem of her skirt, and she didn't dare to look directly at Margaret.

Irons on the side laughed and comforted Susie: "Don't be so nervous, little girl, relax, we are not sentencing you. On the contrary, you have done something very remarkable, Margaret will reward you~"

As he spoke, Irons noticed the strange-shaped but clever patches on the girl's clothes and asked her, "How about, from now on, I give you endless fabrics and let you make clothes you like?"

"real!?"

As soon as Ains said this, the girl immediately raised her head and asked in surprise.

"Hmm~ Not only can we use them up, but we can also use any material~ Whether it's linen, cotton, wool, gauze, any material can be used~ You can even choose any color, blue, red, green, all available!"

Hearing this, Susie's expression instantly brightened, and her initial nervousness and awe of Margaret instantly disappeared, leaving only immense anticipation and excitement!

"Demon Lord! Will you really give me more cloth than I can ever use up!?"

In response to Susie's question, Margaret looked at Irons who winked at her, and couldn't help but sigh in her heart.

It is indisputable that Margaret would prepare some reward for Susie for making such delicious food.

However, Margaret was sure that she would never be able to do what Irons did, and use her insight to quickly perceive what Susie liked and wanted.

If Margaret were to come, she would think of giving Susie money, giving Susie a house in the Demon King's City, and even giving Susie some status or something, but she would never think of rewarding Susie with cloth.

This is also where Margaret had to admire Irons.

She smiled gently, nodded, and assured Susie, "Yes, I promise that you will have endless fabrics."

Hearing this, Susie scratched her head shyly and muttered, "Hehe... Actually, I don't want endless cloth. All I want is a piece of blue cloth!

My mother has a very beautiful blue dress. When I was a child, I saw her dancing in that dress. She danced very beautifully!

However, as our family became increasingly poor, one day my dress was torn and there was no extra material, so my mother cut off the long skirt and patched it up for me...

Later, that dress became the material my mother used to patch my clothes. Oh, yes! I have patches made from that dress on this one now!"