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It is quite common for pirates to go to sea to eat raw food, because there is often no one among them who can boil a pot of water, and the condition of the food is often "undescribable".
While a recipe of oatmeal, beef, pork, peas, bread, and biscuits looted from a Navy ship sounded good, given that there was no such thing as a refrigerator in those days, it would be unrecognizable after a few weeks.
Also, the meat on board was over-salted, but after a long voyage they were either dry and hard or full of maggots.
Sailors even joked about it: "Blackhead maggots taste cool, not bitter like weevils."
As for moldy biscuits and stinky cheese, it is common for sailors. In the case of food shortage, seabirds, mice and bedbugs are also alternatives.
Biscuits on board have always been an important part of the food on board before canned food became popular, but the general state of preservation is not optimistic.
But compared to fresh water, food preservation is pretty good.
Although boiled before going to sea, they can quickly turn green and stink and cause fatal dysentery in less than a month.
In the early days of the voyage, sailors were also distributed 4.5 liters of light beer and about 250 ml of rum per day.
But after a few weeks of sailing, the beer ran out, and they had to face the foul-smelling, sticky fresh water in the barrels.
In this case, they would mix the rum they were handing out with fresh water to mask the stench.
Considering that rum was the only safe drink on board and was able to make sailors forget about the unpleasantness of reality, it is not difficult to understand why rum was so popular at sea.
For pirates, rum is the best gift from heaven.
Also don't forget the fact that the anti-scurvy treatment with fresh fruit in later books was not discovered until 1753 by the naval doctor James Lynd.
Before that, say 1715-1725, known as the "Golden Age of Piracy", seafarers were still suffering from scurvy.Also haunting the crew were diseases from rats and various germs in the fresh water.
They made the cabin at that time a place full of "stink, resentment, fear, vomiting, fever, dysentery, headache, heat, consumption, skin swelling, scurvy, mouth ulcers".
Therefore, the Jackdaw must also be equipped with a professional physician.
Even Royal Navy ships with physicians on board are in about the same condition.
After all, in the context of the "Pirates of the Caribbean" world, there is no disinfection and no anesthetics, which is why gangrene and infection are very common among seafarers.
It can only be marveled at the tenacity of vitality that there are still crew members who survived in such an amazing environment.
For those slave ships, the death rate of the crew was similar to that of the slaves.
At this level of treatment, everyone can be said to be on the same starting line, and the comparison is luck and vitality.
In the end, half of the people survived is a good result.
In order to ensure that there were enough manpower to move the ships, the ships at that time had to be overloaded with crews in case of emergency, but this made the original problems of poor sanitation and insufficient food worse.
If the merchant mariners and pirates traveling in the Caribbean are lucky enough to land, at least they can get some food supplements.
But old and new friends such as malaria, yellow fever, dysentery, smallpox, leprosy, and plague are still waiting for the sailors on the shore.
Without a doctor present, future voyages on the Jackdaw would be a nightmare for the rest of the crew.
Chen Feng glanced across the remaining sailors.
"Is there anyone here who is a cook or a doctor? There is still a shortage of cooks and doctors on my ship. Those who think they are qualified will go out immediately!"
As soon as the voice fell, a sailor immediately stood up.
I saw this person wearing a button vest, knee-length shorts, white stockings, unkempt, bearded, and slightly tired eyes.
It seems that his temperament is indeed different from most rough and ordinary sailors, obviously he has experienced a good education.
He raised his hand and said, "I, I recommend myself as a chef!"
PS: Ask for a recommendation ticket!Ask for a monthly pass!
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Chapter 223 Legion of the Living Dead!Claim to fame!
"Me." A well-mannered sailor raised his hand and spoke with a Welsh accent: "I recommend myself as a chef!"
Chen Feng nodded and raised his hand: "Tell your story."
After getting to know him, Chen Feng learned that the person's name was Bernard.
Bernard was born in Swansea, a seaport in the west of Wales. He was an experienced chef. He once served in the palace and was in charge of the royal family's meal, but he was exiled because he offended the queen.
After just a few simple exchanges, Chen Feng can judge that this person's cooking skills are absolutely trustworthy.
"Very well, you've been hired."
Then there is only one ship doctor.
But unfortunately, Chen Feng had another round of screening among the remaining sailors, but he still couldn't find a suitable doctor candidate.
"How is your eyesight?"
"Can you climb high?"
"A deck hand has to know how to sew, and he's got to be good at knotting. So, boy, are you good at knotting?"
"There are still many things you need to do, scrape off the barnacles on the hull, and plug the cracks in the bottom of the boat with tar."
"How's your balance? Can you hold your stomach while the waves and storms toss the boat around?"
"Are you good at fighting? You will have plenty of opportunities to prove your ability in that area. Show your skills and let me see how you do."
After a round of cross-examination, Chen Feng recruited more than a dozen crew members, and added two ordinary sailors with a little knowledge of simple bandaging and herbal medicine.
Because of the ability "mind reading", any sailor who lied or falsely claimed that he had a certain skill would be spotted by Chen Feng at a glance and immediately eliminated.
At the end, Chen Feng found a few more figures walking from the noisy tavern street to the pier from a distance.
The bald head in the lead was as strong as a hill, his arms were muscular, his upper body was naked and shiny, and he had tattoos of ferocious sea beasts.
There were still three or five people scattered behind him.
It's a shark!
A smile appeared on Chen Feng's face: The captain of the charge for the boarding battle is in place.
I saw the shark stepping onto the pontoon bridge with a fierce look on his face, and when he came to Chen Feng, his eyes suddenly changed, showing a look of admiration. He looked down at Chen Feng and said seriously: "Brother, I quit my original job. I want to do it with you!"
The Waterloo encounter in the "Old Oak" tavern during the arm wrestling gave Shark a great shock. No one has ever given him such a crushing sense of oppression.