Chapter 183: Leaving Through the Royal Castle Gate
Chapter 183: Leaving Through the Royal Castle Gate
The carriage passed through the gate of the royal castle and left the capital.I had been told the highway was well maintained, but there were quite a few bumps. My expectations had been too high, so I was disappointed, but from the perspective of the people of this world this was probably a road of above-average quality. Even inside the capital, stone pavement existed only in the Noble District; once you entered the Commoner District there were only a few stretches of it. Still, the surface was level, with no wheel ruts or holes.
Outside the capital the road was wide enough for carriages to pass each other, but four continuous wheel ruts remained. If this was considered "maintained," what were the secondary roads like? Would the condition of the roads worsen the farther we got from the capital?
Wheat fields stretched out on both sides of the road. A history teacher had said that past transmigrators had introduced the three-field system, but I possessed no further knowledge of agriculture, so I could contribute nothing to this country’s agricultural production. Japanese people often try to introduce rice cultivation, but because there was not enough rainfall for it, past transmigrators had tried various things and ultimately failed, I had heard. And stories of a transmigrator making mayonnaise and striking it rich had never actually happened. Although the knowledge of mayonnaise existed, it was extremely expensive and rarely reached anyone’s mouth. I had been taught that it rested on the premise of a poultry industry and the availability of uncontaminated eggs. And if you were going to feed that much to chickens, humans would rather eat it themselves — there were plenty of people living on the edge of starvation.
There was nothing to do while riding in the carriage. I remembered often reading about embracing the maid endlessly inside a carriage, but once I became the person involved I felt no such urge. The thought of having a maid suck me while looking at the scenery did cross my mind, but if it were only one of Lily or Stevie I might ask, yet with both of them sitting right in front of me it was not something I could bring myself to say. I disliked the idea of being looked at with contempt by the two of them. Under the normal relationship between a prince and a maid one would not think such things, but since I could hold them at night anyway, there was no need to be greedy now.