Herald of Steel

Chapter 1433: House Maids

After some deliberation, Alexander ultimately decided to drop the culinary school idea, understanding he did not have the required instructors or even the culture.

Parents just did not want to send their boys to such places, preferring far more prestigious institutions, while girls and female cooks were heavily discriminated against, never being allowed any significant position in a professional kitchen.

Which was certainly odd given cooking was thought to be largely a woman’s job.

But Alexander guessed it probably had to do with the fact that the position of a head chef of a noble was a prestigious rank, one with significant power and authority- after all, they literally controlled what the lord ate for the day.

They also had many subordinates under them and so most nobles probably did not think women were capable of leading such a large group of men. Stay tuned to novelhall.Côm

Thus Alexander did not think employing female chefs would be a good idea, a lot of customers would shun the place just due to that singular fact.

Hence due to all these hurdles and obstacles, Alexander at last thought to himself,

’Hmmm, well for now I guess I will focus on training some men in my own kitchen, maybe buy some skilled slaves, and then think about them in the future. I can also write a few proper cookbooks.. but I wonder how many cooks can even read. Most can surely read a few simple words... but a whole book... that might be too much.’

The reason for Alexander thinking like that was because literacy in Adhania was naturally very low, with almost the entirety of it belonging to the nobles and clergy.

Regular people at best could read only a very limited range of words, such as the most widely used ones like inns, bars, taxes, grains, etc. and some small number, just enough to get by in their everyday lives.

Anything beyond, such as writing a letter to a loved one and they needed help.

That could mean paying a local priest or going to a part time scribe, most villages had one.

This could be an acolyte in training, a failed meister exam candidate, or even someone who was smart enough to learn the basics of the language on his own. Writing letters was a sort of side income for them.

Most regular cooks fell into the first category of novice writers- people who could maybe barely read or guess the ingredients written in a list but not anything more.

Hence Alexander quickly found out that if he wanted to open a ’modern’ restaurant, he needed to wait a few more years.

In the meantime....

’Hmmm, maybe I can start with something simple- burgers, shawarmas, milkshakes, sandwiches, and chicken fries... all these junk foods are relatively easy to make.’

Alexander figured he had the ingredients to make all these items- now it only remained to be seen how many trained cooks he could get and how well they could execute his vision.

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Thus despite the obstacles, Alexander suddenly began to feel excited and finally having had a solution, brought his attention back to the present.@@@@

And Alexander saw no problem with it because such types of petitions were the norm and the father had not really done anything illegal by the rules of the time.

He had simply invited the chief workshop supervisor who was responsible for overseeing the whole area to his home for dinner and showed off his daughter’s skills, in cooking, serving, and even singing.

Then he promised to owe the man a huge favor if he could somehow get her as one of Alexander’s maids.

The supervisor also seemed to have been impressed by the blacksmith’s daughter’s demeanor and so passed this news on to Gelene whose sewing shops were inside the workshop area, who then relayed it to Mean when she started looking for a few new maids.

The entire process was a really good example of how things worked in Adhania- the people you knew and the various personal relationships you had were almost the single deciding factor on where you ended up in life.

But that story was also not exactly why Alexander remembered this maid girl, her tale was hardly unique.

No, the reason why he remembered her face was because he had been ’woken’ up by her yesterday morning.

Alexander was sleeping next to Mean, clasping her small, tight, naked butt in his palms, when he suddenly felt a sloppy, wet, hot sensation in his lower half waking up, he looked under the sheets to find this very same freckled face girl going to town on his little brother, her cute, rosy cheeks puffed up struggling to fit the huge member.

This sight.... did not really shock Alexander, because by this point he was used to it.

His mornings usually opened like this, and believe it or not, this was not his doing, in fact, it was all arranged by his four wives!

Now this might sound absurd as you would think they would be the ones most against these opportunistic ’hoes’, wanting to kick them out of the house if possible, but the reality was stranger than fiction as Alexander could have never imagined the four’s jealousy taking such a twisted turn.

It seemed somewhere along the line the four had come to the understanding that they could never stop Alexander from sleeping around, and so decided to do the next best thing- restrict his choices.

Which basically meant tempting him with relatively low grade women, such as maids and other servants, ones whose status would never match them.

They did this as a way to ward off deadly women like Lady Parthia, Lady Nanazin, and even Mikaya, ones whose status made three of the four feel deep inside quite inferior.

They were legitimately afraid of what would happen if Alexander truly fell in love with one.

So they tried to veer his attention using such ’at home’ distractions.

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