Chapter 18 Ye Wan Gains a Lot “I’m not going in, I’m not…
Ye Wan loved Green Dune Farm. It was a summer evening, and they had dinner in the living room, overlooking the datura and roses. The setting sun shone through the lace curtains, casting a golden glow on the long oak table covered with linen. The white porcelain plates and silver knives and forks made a crisp trembling sound when they touched.
On the table was a large roast chicken that was roasted until it was oozing with fat, with its honey-colored crispy skin shiny. Annie's mother enthusiastically tore the roast chicken apart with a knife and fork. The rich aroma of roast meat, garlic and rosemary filled the air.
Ye Wan and Emma each received a juicy chicken leg. The skin was roasted to a crispy finish and the meat was firm. When they took a bite, the hot gravy and the aroma of rich spices came out.
The staple food is a large bowl of roasted potatoes. The method is very simple. You just need to bury the potatoes in the ashes while roasting the chicken, and then use tongs to pull out the potatoes with charred skin, and it will be a delicious dish.
Cut the potato in half and sprinkle some salt and pepper and coarsely ground black pepper into it. The roasted potato is hot, soft and dense in texture, and slowly melts on the tip of the tongue.
Finally, Mrs. Witte brought out a plate of mangoes with a honey-colored halo, threw the thick and sweet mangoes into the juicer, and everyone got a glass of sweet mango juice.
After everyone finished their last sip of juice, the sun finally set. Mr. Witt handed everyone a gleaming moon vine and said, "Now, we can head deeper into the farm."
The canyon at night was shrouded in a thin veil of mist by the silver moon, and some particles of faint light seemed to be floating in the air.
There is a large alfalfa field on the farm, and the leaves make a crisp tinkling sound when the breeze blows through.
"These alfalfa are used to feed animals. Our cattle and sheep love to eat them. Many people in the capital who keep pets also come to order alfalfa." Annie explained as she bent down to pick a leaf and gave it to the muffin lying sprawled in the hood of Ye Wan's sweatshirt.
It was a little carsick and had been drowsy all the way, and even now it was still seeing stars. It took the leaf, chewed the whole leaf with a "crunch, crunch" sound, and then scratched its face with its claws, as if it had regained some energy.
"That's wonderful, Muffin."
“Squeak!”
The west side of the farm is filled with all kinds of strange plants: glowing red mushrooms, dragon blood fruit vines wrapped around crystal shelves, and huge, brightly colored carnivorous plants with a suction mouth in the center of the flower disk. When it smells someone coming, it will drool a lot of saliva.
"Be careful to stay away from the Piranha Plant. She swallows people at will, although it won't cause any substantial harm...but Goddess of the Earth, her stomach is full of ants and spiders, you don't want to visit her." Annie rarely showed a look of disgust.
Emma was interested in touching a plant that shone with the luster of mother-of-pearl, but Annie stopped her and shouted, "That's mandrake. It's highly poisonous. Don't touch it."
Ye Wan knew about Mandrake. She was a devoted reader of Harry Potter. "I've heard that the roots of that grass are shaped like a baby and that it screams. People who hear it will faint, and in serious cases, it can be fatal."
Anne nodded. "And its scream brings bad luck. I hate it, but it's an important witchcraft material. The Wizarding Guild has entrusted it to us for free. All we ask is that they cast a 'harvest spell' on our vegetables from time to time."
Anne's father, Mr. Witte, was very generous. He pushed a huge wooden cart and kept stuffing cabbages, red cabbages, and cucumbers into the cart. "The wizards came and cast a preservation spell a few days ago. These vegetables can be kept for at least two weeks."
Ye Wan looked very grateful: "Thank you very much, Mr. Witte."
Three wood walkers were patrolling back and forth at the door of the farm's barn. These magical creatures looked exactly like ordinary trees, but if you looked closely, you would see a pair of round, shiny black eyes hidden between the trunks.
In addition, the Wood Walker has two horizontally long tree trunks that serve as hands. At this moment, it is holding a long stick in its hands, preventing anyone from approaching the barn.
"These wood walkers hit you really hard." Annie looked a little distressed. "I want to be good friends with them, but they only recognize my father. When I get close to the barn, they threaten me and tell me to stay away."
Anne's father walked into the barn alone. The three Wood Walkers bowed to him. Soon he came out again and took out a sack full of dried sweet potatoes. "This is a specialty of our farm. Take some back and try it."
Annie was very proud: "It's the most upscale restaurant in the capital. Their specialty sweet potato caramel pudding is made from us."
"That's such an honor." Ye Wan looked very happy. "I hope my small restaurant can soon become a popular hotel."
She toured the farm and wrote down the vegetables it had in her notebook, so that when the farm went to the city to deliver vegetables and passed by Honey Lane in the future, it could also provide cheap and fresh vegetables to the Old Oak Tavern.
"But we really don't have the green plums you want, and no one knows how to grow them. There are some wild plum trees in the back mountain. I once took merchants from Shangdu to pick them. They have beautiful and smooth black hair like you." Annie said enviously.
"The wine brewed from green plums is delicious. In addition, green plum green tea is also very suitable for summer. I really need them." Ye Wan explained that the various types of beer she sold in the pub were also available in other stores and were completely uncompetitive.
Ye Wan was a little distressed, but she soon noticed that no winery in the royal capital brewed green plum wine.
The ice cubes clinked in the glass, and the sour, sweet and refreshing taste of green plums and the mellow aroma of wine overflowed together, as if you were in a green plum forest in early summer. Just listening to it was refreshing, and this wine was not complicated to brew.
This green plum wine will become the flagship product of Ye Wan's tavern, provided that she can find green plums.
Ye Wan carried the Moonlight Vine and said, "I'll go look for it in the back mountain."
Annie was very enthusiastic: "I am very familiar with the back mountain. I will go with you."
Mr. Witte let out his hunting dog to accompany them. "The back hill is safe. Just remember, don't go near the red brick tower to the west."
The three girls nodded vigorously.
The three of them walked along a lush green avenue. Countless white apple blossoms were in full bloom on the trees, and the fragrance of the flowers filled their faces.
Annie was delighted and kept chatting with them. "Oh, I'm really glad! This looks like an adventure in the mountains with my friends. I've wanted to do this since I was little, but no one wants to go with me. They say I'm full of delusions and need to wash my brain with mountain spring water."
Her voice became lower and lower, and there was some confusion in her eyes.
Ye Wan patted her shoulder and said, "Emma and I are happy to play with you. You are the most imaginative and kind girl I have ever met. The farm is not far from the capital, so we will see each other often. We can also communicate through signal birds."
Emma followed up, "Once Ye Wan passes the magic broom flying license exam, we can fly for an hour to see you."
"There's no such possibility. I'd rather take the train." Ye Wan said firmly.
Anne's mood was obviously much better.
When they passed a dark and clear lake and went down a gentle slope, Ye Wan finally saw a few wild plum trees. The green plums on them were almost as big as her fists.
"That's great!" Ye Wan said.
Together they spread a piece of floral cloth under the tree, then shook the trunk vigorously, and a shower of green plums with a sweet and sour fragrance fell down.
Pancake took the opportunity to pick one up, took two bites, and then his whole face wrinkled like a bun because of the sour taste.
"I haven't added sugar yet, muffin. These greengages will taste better after being pickled in syrup."
Muffin threw away the green plum he had taken a bite of with a bitter face, and angrily hid back in Ye Wan's hat.
There were still a few plums firmly nailed to the tree and refused to come down. Ye Wan rolled up the sleeves of his sweatshirt and then climbed up with his bare hands.
Green plums are so precious that she can't even buy them even with money, so she has to bring every one home.
Soon all the plums on the tree were picked by her. Ye Wan patted the debris on her hands and slid down the trunk.
"Okay friends, you've worked hard tonight, we can go home now."
Ye Wan jumped steadily to the ground.
No one responded to her.
"Emma? Annie?" Ye Wan looked around frantically.
Emma was gone, Anne was gone, and Anne's slobbering, droopy-eared hound was gone too.
Thick fog suddenly filled the surroundings, covering the wild plum trees, the wild flowers on the grass, and even the moon in the sky, leaving only a straight, narrow path for Ye Wan, as if guiding her forward.
Fortunately, Muffin was still hiding in her sweatshirt hood, which gave her some courage: "Let's go this way and see, Muffin."
Muffin nodded worriedly.
It seemed like they had been walking for ten minutes, or maybe twenty minutes. The fog around them became thicker and thicker, condensing into two thick walls of fog, leaving Ye Wan with only a small path that was only wide enough for one person to pass through. Ye Wan's heart was trembling, but he could only bite the bullet and continue walking.
Walking forward on the wet grass, the mist soaked Ye Wan's sneakers. She finally reached the end of the mist, where a huge dark red tower pierced the night sky. Silver moonlight sprinkled on the tower, and the tower was wrapped with countless thorns and apple blossoms.
Before Ye Wan could exclaim in surprise, the wooden door carved with strange runes suddenly made a sound of many gears rubbing against each other, startling the gray dove perched on the thorns.
Then the wooden door slowly opened, and an ethereal singing voice came from the door:
The night fog wet the clothes of pedestrians, and the mist rolled forward.
A huge red brick tower breaks through the sky, and the silver moon is as vast as frost.
The treasure on the top of the tower is sleeping, and the white flowers of thorns are weaving a prison net.
Only when true love kisses you can see the sunshine again.
The song was so beautiful, like a musical. Ye Wan was somewhat bewitched. She raised her foot and slowly walked towards the wooden door.
The dusty sneakers stopped just before stepping in.
Ye Wan looked at the tower seriously and said, "What are you singing? You are the evil witch who eats people in the candy house, the big bad wolf disguised as a grandmother, Bluebeard in the castle basement, and the apple in the hands of the evil stepmother."
She said warily, "I'm not going in. I'm not an idiot."
Then Ye Wan turned around and ran in the opposite direction.
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