Versailles is worse than being queen

◎Give me a baguette, I can:◎

The weather was fine that day, and Lavoisier sat happily in the carriage.The carriage drove across the sparkling banks of the Seine and headed towards the Academy of Sciences of the Louvre.

There was a basket in the carriage containing wrapped cheese, ham, and a baguette wrapped in a slender paper bag—this baguette was taken away from the Palace of Versailles last night.He is used to bringing food directly to the laboratory to eat, which saves time.

Because the dance ended late, he got up late today.I skipped breakfast, didn't even eat lunch, and left for the Louvre after noon.

"Eh?" He poked his head out curiously as he passed the huge Krakoff tree in the Royal Garden.

Although the vicinity of the Royal Garden is generally a place where people from all over the world and Paris residents frequently come and go, the street that the carriage passes by is obviously not lively.

Oh, he remembered, this street looks familiar—isn't this the Guinstrasse where the editorial office of the Rheinische Zeitung is located?

He had visited this place with the Austrian Grand Duchess a few years ago, so he still had an impression.

Today, the street is crowded with carriages of all sizes.

"Sir!" Lavoisier took off his hat and greeted the carriage closest to him, and asked, "What is this doing? Why are there so many people?"

"Hey, you might not believe it—we're here to buy newspapers. It's a pity that the street is not wide enough, and it is blocked immediately, so it seems that there are too many people."

"Buy a newspaper?" Lavoisier was shocked.

He and Laplace read a newspaper together last night. Although he also felt that serializing novels in newspapers was very novel, he really didn't expect the news to spread so quickly.

Human beings are social beings - I didn't have any idea at first, but after seeing so many people, Lavoisier couldn't help but have an impulse to "I also want to see what is written on it".

He thought for a moment, and then told the servant: "Please buy me a newspaper... just send it to my research room."

He went straight to the laboratory, then plunged into the chemistry experiment, forgetting about it for a while.

The servant bought the newspaper and gave it to him, and he waved his hand: "Put it there."

After a few hours, his stomach rumbled, and he felt extremely hungry.

Then Lavoisier suddenly remembered: Ah, I forgot to eat.

There is a hot room in the Louvre, which scholars can ask for for a few sous, although most people don't need this service - they either eat at home or bring cold food. Meals do not need to be heated.

Lavoisier hadn't intended to heat it either.

Until he picked up the baguette and cut it with a knife—dang!

A pale white mark appeared on the bread, and the baguette remained motionless.

Lavoisier: "???"

Is this bread, or stone?

This is not right.He clearly remembered that he ate baguettes at the dance last night, the outer skin was crispy when cut with a knife, and the inner was soft when cut.But in one night, did it become so hard? !

He unbelievingly fought for a long time with the bread that looked the same as last night, and finally lost.

...what devil's bread is this!Next time he comes home late, he can probably fight the gangsters with a loaf of bread!

Forget it, don't eat the bread.Feel free to eat some cheese and ham to pad your stomach, but it is a bit salty.

Lavoisier no longer wasted time on the bread, he cut off a piece of cheese and began to chew.Seeing the Rheinische Zeitung at hand, he picked it up.

"The crown prince and his wife held a salon at the Palace of Versailles, and the reward for improving the steam engine was won by Nikola Tesla on the spot."

What I remember is what happened last night, and it is still very exciting in retrospect.

"Summer is coming to an end, and the wheat harvests in several major producing areas of France are coming to an end."

Hmm, that sounds good, the price of bread could drop another drop.

"Mainston Bank Declares Bankruptcy Paris Banking Reshuffle"

Lavoisier frowned and glanced at the report.Affected by the military actions of Russia, Austria and Prussia in Poland-Lithuania, the Paris banking industry fluctuated again, and Mainston Bank was the first to fail.

Thinking about the past few years, Mainston Bank was still one of the most powerful banks in Paris, but it turned out to be extremely vulnerable to the threat of war.Lavoisier could not help but sigh.

There is also "A new dance step rises" Rheinische Zeitung teaches you how to waltz in three steps".

This is quite interesting, and there are still illustrations - pictures are generally not published in newspapers, mainly because printing is too difficult.

However, the villain on the diagram is very interesting to draw, using only simple lines to represent the body and limbs, and a dot to represent the head.Although it is an abstract painting method that has never been seen before, it is rare for people to understand it at a glance. It is so creative. Has the Rheinische Zeitung got a new designer?This style is not quite the same as before.

Lavoisier has already learned the steps of the waltz, and continues to look down.

This is not... Lavoisier sat up straight.

Recipe for croissants and baguettes?

There is also a small box in the lower corner, which says "Precautions for Baguettes": "You may soon find that this kind of bread is very suitable for preservation in the Iberian sea breeze, and it will become better than you after one night." The table knife is still hard (we sincerely advise you not to try it with your teeth)."

"So, please enjoy it as soon as possible after it comes out of the oven, or cut it into thin slices with a serrated knife after preservation, and after a little roasting, it is delicious with ham, thick soup or fruit."

Lavoisier froze for a moment, his eyes fell on the bread with a white knife mark on it.

Thank you Rheinische Zeitung!His lunch was saved!

……

The sale of the Rheinische Zeitung at the Palace of Versailles last night was sold out, and a new sales record was set in the city of Versailles this morning. Henriette was going crazy with joy.

"Your Highness! I am so happy! Ah, you are truly an angel sent by God to the Rheinische Zeitung! My dream of being a reporter and a writer can continue!"

"I'm very happy for you too, Lily." Antanya smiled without looking up.

"—Your Highness? What are you drawing?" She leaned over.

Antanya has recently found time to draw at her desk, and for this reason, she even asked Count Noaille's supervisor for a ruler, which looks quite professional.

"Wow, is this the Palace of Versailles?" Henriette exclaimed, "You are as professional as an architect, Your Highness."

Antanya didn't blush at all. She knew how to draw, and what she's doing now... can barely be regarded as hanging on a building.

Both of them were focusing on the painting, and they didn't see that the young maid sitting at the door changed slightly when she heard Henriette's words.

"However, you have been sitting for too long recently, which is not good for your waist!" Henriette patted the princess on the shoulder, "Look, the weather is so good today, why don't we go for a walk!"

Antania was finally worn out by her: "Okay. Then—how about we go to the woods for a picnic?"

"Picnic?" Henriette blinked, "What is that?"

Oh, here we go again.

Poor Versailles, who has never experienced the joy of a picnic.

Antania patiently explained to Henriette that meals can not only be eaten on the dining table, but also spread out a large picnic cloth on the lawn, put the prepared food in a basket, and enjoy the meal in a natural environment. Eat and play!

Henriette was attracted by her description and his eyes lit up: "I'll get ready right away!"

Antanya stood up, and as soon as she turned her head, she saw the little maid lowering her head, "Your Highness, I...I'm not feeling well...I won't go."

Antanya walked over and looked her up and down worriedly, "What's wrong with you, are you okay?"

"I'm going to ask the doctor to take a look? Did you catch a cold due to the large temperature difference between morning and evening these days, or did you not eat well?"

"I, I'm fine..." The little maid lowered her head, "I just... feel a little uncomfortable. Your Highness, don't worry about me, you can just go out and play."

Antanya was very worried and asked a few more questions. Seeing that the little maid seemed to be fine, she said helplessly, "Okay then. You have a good rest. If there is anything wrong, remember to find someone to call me."

To be honest, after seeing the Palace of Versailles hundreds of years later, when she returned to this era, she always felt that everything in the Palace of Versailles was not clean, and she would get sick if she was not careful.

A cold meal suitable for eating in the wild will be prepared soon, Antania and Henriette are ready to go.

By the time they rode in a carriage through the avenues of Versailles to the grove near the Pond of Apollo, the food for the picnic would probably have been delivered.

After the maids and maids who were traveling with Antania left chattering away, the uncomfortable little maid sneaked up to the door of the room.

She cautiously looked around and confirmed that there was no one else in the suite for the time being, then pushed open the door and tiptoed into the bedroom of the princess at the innermost part of the suite.

……

The Palace of Versailles is a magnificent palace built on flat ground, surrounded by endless royal parks.

The construction of the palace took Louis XIV more than 20 years.

After the completion, he finally moved out of Paris as he wished, and came to this great palace that best embodies the characteristics of his "Sun King"-a huge palace with more than 2000 rooms, surrounded by fountains, pools, and artificial canals dotted around , garden and forest.

This is the most vivid embodiment of the supreme authority of the King of France.

Today, the Palace of Versailles has been a French court for nearly 100 years.

During these 100 years, the city of Versailles was formed on the originally barren land around this palace garden that rose from the ground.The nobles and the people follow in the footsteps of the king, where the king is, the heart of the country is there——

Alas, not all French kings had the power and ambition...and luck of Louis XIV.

Antania thought of these historical knowledge when she was driving past the verdant lawns and pools, flower beds and woods in the carriage-because she had heard too many explanations about the Palace of Versailles, she thought she could be Henry at any time. Narrator of Yate's tour of Versailles.

At this moment, the carriage slowly stopped.

The carriage coming from the opposite side stopped beside it, and the little prince's chubby head popped out of it: "Princess, where are you going?"

"I'm going to the Dome Grove for a picnic," Antanya replied.

"Oh!" Although Louis didn't know what a picnic was, he was embarrassed to admit it in front of so many people.

However, he instinctively felt that it was something worth trying, "Can I come together?"

"Of course not, Your Highness."

Antanya recalled that in her previous life, she was very serious about trying to please the prince herself.She threw a small, intimate party for Louis on his birthday.

That party took the form of a picnic at Schönbrunn Palace, and the location was chosen in the most secluded grove of the Palace of Versailles-it was a surprise for Louis, who was taken aback at the time.

Antanya smiled: "I believe you will like it."