Sohow, the marquis's face was also covered in cold sweat. Between them was a cloth-covered box that kept rattling, suggesting sothing alive was inside.
Due to the marquis's strange deanor, Henri tried to make eye contact with him a few tis, but...
Whish.
"..."
"..."
...for so reason, he avoided eye contact.
Henri sensed sothing ominous in the increasingly strange atmosphere. What on earth is making everyone act this way...
"A gift, of friendship."
Flutter.
As Oitotan gestured, other natives around imdiately lifted the box and removed the cloth.
Henri bent forward to see the contents up close, the marquis hung his head, and Oitotan seed sowhat proud.
And.
Flutter.
Cock-a-doodle-doo.
"..."
"..."
"..."
Everyone in the court fell silent.
Inside the box was a chicken.
It was several tis larger than an ordinary chicken, as if it had devoured a whole pig.
And.
"This is, a gift, sent by our Emperor. I was ordered, to teach how to raise these..."
"Enough."
Henri IV's face trembled and turned crimson.
"This... goes too far."
This is unacceptable, no matter what.
To openly present one superior chicken and mock him like this.
The talk about feeding chicken once a week wasn't a simple declaration but a major proclamation supporting his public popularity.
He was being ridiculed.
Now was no ti to worry about friendly relations or anything else. If he didn't respond here, his authority would be in danger.
And even without weighing gains and losses.
"This joke... isn't funny at all."
Henri IV was barely containing his anger.
"As far as I know, there were no chickens in the New World until Europeans arrived. Thus, for your chickens to be so large as to regard our chickens as chicks is..."
He raised his trembling hand to point at the chicken and spoke quietly but distinctly, and.
Creeeaak.
The audience chamber door opened again.
Amid the commotion, a large cage suddenly entered the palace.
Inside, dozens of chicks were running around everywhere.
They were all about the size of ordinary French chickens.
"These are, chicks about 2 weeks old. They hatched on the ship."
"..."
"..."
"Uh... I didn't quite hear what was just said. The chicken's clucking was too loud."
Oitotan spoke, and the murmurs in the court montarily ceased. All eyes focused on Henri IV.
Henri IV was montarily dazed, then...
Ahem, clearing his throat.
"...Welco back to France!"
He spread his arms with a sowhat awkward smile.
==
Since there were originally no chickens on the North Arican continent, Kin Issei sayeth unto them, children, lay many eggs and grow robustly.
After the original two mothers, Koke and Kokko, laid eggs like mad, and their children laid eggs, then hatched offspring, and kept repeating this cycle...
Cluck.
Cock-a-doodle.
Cackle.
Cock-a-doodle-doo. Cluck. Cluck-cluck. Gurk. Cluck. Cackle. Cack. Cluck-cluck. Cackle. Cack. Cackle. Cack. Cock-a-doodle-doo. Cluck. Cluck-cluck. Cackle. Cack. Cackle. Cack. Cackle. Cack. Cock-a-doodle-doo. Cluck. Cluck-cluck. Cackle. Cack. Cackle. Cack. Cackle. Cock-a-doodle-doo. Cluck. Cluck-cluck. Cock-a-doodle-doo. Cluck. Cluck-cluck. Gurk. Cackle. Cack. Cluck-cluck. Cackle. Cack. Cackle. Cack. Cock-a-doodle-doo. Cluck. Cackle. Cack. Cock-a-doodle-doo. Cluck. Cluck-cluck. Cackle. Cluck. Cack. Cackle. Cack. Cackle. Cack. Cock-a-doodle-doo. Cluck. Cluck-cluck. Cackle. Cack. Cackle. Cack. Cackle.
Thousands, tens of thousands, hundreds of thousands of chickens were growing everywhere.
At one point, there was a crisis of food shortage, and we tried to reduce their numbers as much as possible to also reduce the amount of grain for feed, but...
The reproductive capacity of chickens was so great that it made all those efforts seem like a re 'happening.'
With exponentially increasing numbers, so tribes have established rules like eating eggs daily or chicken at daily to control the chicken population.
And those who were initially in charge of raising and breeding all these chickens... were Oitotan's tribe.
It was just right.
Cluck-cluck. Cackle. Cack. Cackle. Cack. Cock-a-doodle-doo. Cluck. Cluck-cluck.
Taking just a few hundred from these nurous chickens wasn't particularly disadvantageous to us. It even helped control the population. People were starting to get tired of chicken at.
Cackle. Cack. Cackle. Cack. Cackle. Cack. Cock-a-doodle-doo. Cluck.
If such light assistance helps improve relations with France, that's more beneficial. At the sa ti, showing off our wealth and abundance, what profit our friendly relations will bring in the future...
Cock-a-doodle-doo. Cluck. Cluck-cluck. Cackle. Cluck. Cack. Cackle. Cack.
...It's noisy.
I stuffed cotton in my ears and looked around.
Generally, the first month of growth is most important for broiler chickens. That's when chicks beco chickens.
This place maintains a warm temperature of over 30 degrees Celsius year-round, continuously raising and breeding chickens.
Because chickens don't handle cold well, they breed vigorously and lay eggs in sumr.
As I walked a bit and left the chicken coop, I soon saw boxes being kept warm with straw and cloth.
Despite winter approaching, they're kept warm by burning fuel. Because each of those boxes contains eggs.
And after 21 days, chicks will hatch inside. It's a simple incubator.
...By the way, were there incubators in this era?
Hmm.
There's no way to know since the invention date of artificial incubators isn't listed in the catalog.
Well, I've left it to Oitotan, so he'll handle it well.
...This ti.
==
A simple "Virginia-style chicken farm" was soon built in France, and Henri went to visit it on his land.
When he encountered Oitotan who was managing the place, he asked with a sowhat ominous feeling.
"What... is this?"
Henri IV imdiately regretted asking.
It felt as if Oitotan's expression changed to that of a teenager from so peace-loving island nation in the east that he had never visited. It was sohow an unpleasantly arrogant expression.
It seed like Oitotan might mutter sothing like "Ah, so this doesn't have yet?" in a low voice, and if Henri asked what it was, he would reply, "Oh, it's nothing."
Of course, that didn't happen, but.
"Hmm... I see you don't know."
"..."
"This is sothing called an incubator. It's used to hatch eggs."
"..."
For so reason, he felt like he should respond with "Hey! Amazing, right? Have you never seen sothing like this?!"
Naturally, Henri didn't say that.
But he continued to feel uneasy.
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