Extreme Cold Era: Shelter Don't Keep Waste-Chapter 612 - 576: Food Calories

During the time when the maid brought a simple meal, Perfikot had contemplated several ideas on how to improve the compressed biscuits, allowing the public to obtain more calories.

The compressed biscuits designed by Perfikot are primarily composed of starch and protein, supplemented with various nutrients required by the human body.

This design was derived from the compressed biscuit recipe of the original world and optimized using the Eye of Omniscience, theoretically meant to satisfy a day's energy and nutritional needs for an adult with just one piece.

However, with the arrival of the severe cold, people need to consume more energy to maintain body temperature, making a single compressed biscuit insufficient in such a situation.

According to Perfikot's estimation, if she doesn't change the formula, an average person would need to consume an additional half piece per day to meet energy consumption needs, preventing inability to resist the cold due to insufficient energy from food.

Though in the original world, scientists concluded that human energy consumption in winter is 10-20% higher than in summer, Perfikot accounts for the material living standards and environment of the original world and estimates the figure higher.

Consequently, it means that food consumption by the public would need to increase by 50% without changing the formula; initially sufficient for fifty thousand people for a month, now only sufficient for three weeks.

Yet, Perfikot's previous demand was to increase the biscuit factory's production capacity by 20%.

Based on Perfikot's calculations, such an extension in production capacity wouldn't even suffice the original aim to enhance reserve food stock, let alone adequately feeding everyone.

Under such circumstances, Perfikot is left with two choices: either release the reserves while continuing to boost the production capacity of compressed biscuits, thus satisfying consumption and producing surplus for reserves,

or improve the formula to make a single biscuit provide more energy.

Although making no changes could work, and the public might not starve to death by eating less, Perfikot, after all, is humane, unable to put the public in a state of semi-hunger.

Especially given that if people don't eat enough, other issues brought by cold could cause more trouble.

For instance, insufficient energy to maintain body temperature might lead to hypothermia, which could be fatal.

As for frostbite or workers lacking strength to work, these seem relatively minor issues.

Weighing the two options, Perfikot finds providing the public more food or making food more energy-rich simpler.

Comparatively, enhancing production capacity is easier, as it merely requires expanding production lines.

Yet, there is a problem: the compressed biscuit, designed to maintain satiety, makes one feel very full with just one piece; eating more, though augmenting energy intake, might result in being overly full.

It's like a person who originally could only eat one bowl now having to eat half a bowl more; it's no surprise they would feel stuffed.

Therefore, relatively speaking, improving the formula to increase the energy provided by the biscuits is deemed more appropriate.

Yet, Perfikot finds herself momentarily unable to think of how to improve, lacking research in this domain, and devoid of inspiration at the moment.

Just then, the maid brought breakfast, prompting Perfikot to decide to eat breakfast first and then consider.

Although simple, the breakfast delivered by the maid featured a glistening sausage and bacon, slices of baked bread emitting a wheat aroma, and two fried eggs.

This made Perfikot somewhat grateful that even under current circumstances, without external input, she could still enjoy meals in Langton resembling the pre-disaster standards, with no drop in food quality.

Of course, this also relates significantly to her being a young girl and not eating much.

After all, Windsor Castle used to be a military fortress, with dedicated warehouses for food storage, an area cultivated for growing vegetables and fruits, and some livestock raised, all aimed at providing safe and reliable ingredients for the Royal Family.

Though impacted by tsunamis and cold waves, sustaining Perfikot's individual food standards wasn't a problem.

Moreover, this supports maintaining a large maid team at Windsor Castle, tasked not only with cleaning but also managing and maintaining various castle facilities.

This is also a reason Perfikot doesn't plan to dismiss them, as these maids are considered professionals capable of maintaining such a vast castle, making their dismissal wasteful.

Sitting at the table, Perfikot placed bacon and fried eggs on bread and sent it straight into her mouth, while the maid poured her a drink, seemingly hot cocoa.

Unconcerned, Perfikot took a sip, but soon paused as she felt a flash of inspiration.

"How could I have forgotten this!" With a realized smile on her face, Perfikot rapidly stuffed the food into her mouth, washed it down with hot cocoa, quickly finished the sausage, wiped her hands, and declared: "Prepare a carriage, I need to visit the Alchemist Association."

Earlier, the maid's delivered hot cocoa inspired Perfikot, reminding her of a special snack, Snickers, from the original world.

Strictly speaking, the precise name should be peanut-filled chocolate, composed of maltose similar to nougat with oil-rich peanuts and nuts inside, layered with thick chocolate outside.

Their sweet richness often overwhelms, even those fond of sweets find a piece cloying, particularly the maltose coating nut fragments often sticking to teeth, leaving the mouth with a prolonged sweet lingering taste.

Thus, people rarely treat them as snacks, but Perfikot often consumed this.

Due to its high calorie content and comparable satiety to compressed biscuits, it serves well for those in the wild or requiring large physical labor, or when unable to eat properly.

Combining them with compressed biscuits to enhance biscuit energy could undoubtedly solve Perfikot's immediate issues.

Resolved to act upon her thought, she was eager to seek a laboratory for experimental resolution.

But before this, she addressed the nearby maid: "Is there a pastry chef in the castle? I need a pastry chef to assist me with something."