Chapter 49: Exploring the Delicious Fried Skewers Shop in the Royal Capital Library
Ye Wan had already lost her temper at this point. She started to talk nonsense with her eyes wide open: "Einstein, Newton, Madame Curie, Galileo..."
Van Gogh was actually very good-tempered and didn't get angry. He just kept saying, "No, no, no..."
Finally, You An couldn't stand it anymore and decisively stopped this strange crosstalk performance: "Stop!"
He said to "Van Gogh": "He who reads most is the most learned."
The door creaked open. The library was magnificent, its high, vaulted ceiling painted with intricate constellations, its walls covered in vintage oil paintings, and a group of book spirits swayed unsteadily among the shelves.
These tall and imposing bookshelves rotate slowly and rhythmically. To reach the top shelf, one has to float up via a suspended bird of paradise leaf.
An administrator wearing funny owl glasses came over, glanced at Pancake, and said, "Sorry, if you bring small animals to the library, you need to prepare a small cart or canvas bag to prevent their fur from drifting onto the ancient books."
Ye Wan didn't bring anything with him. He just grabbed a plastic bag and wrapped the muffin in it, leaving only the fluffy head sticking out.
Muffin looked a little speechless.
The administrator asked hesitantly, "We have carts available for rent."
Originally, Ye Wan only wanted to rent one for 20 copper coins, but the administrator enthusiastically sold her a brand new pet stroller. It was a pink velvet stroller with a high-end sun-proof canopy that could filter even the hottest sunlight into soft light. It also had a special device to ensure the stability of the stroller when going down stairs.
A wealthy lady passed by pushing a similar cart. Inside, a red panda was lazily leaning against the side of the cart, making a smug face at a muffin wrapped in a plastic bag.
Muffin looked envious.
Ye Wan had no choice but to pay for it.
She pulled her wallet out of her pocket. "It's not easy being an administrator these days. You have to work as a salesperson on the side."
The administrator nodded frantically, as if he had found a kindred spirit. "Who says it isn't? The library has to make a profit, too. Our director has meetings with us every day. Otherwise, how can we continue to operate?"
He continued his sales pitch, "The lounge area has comfortable sofas and a fireplace. Would you like some fresh volcanic coffee beans, which arrived yesterday? They're sourced from the dormant Black Dragon crater and roasted naturally at the volcanic temperature..."
Ye Wan quickly refused: "No need, no need. Where is the gourmet recipe?"
The administrator had just finished a business deal and was content to lead them inside, even acting as a guide. He led them to a grassy area with a small waterfall. "This is for books on race and region. People with allergies shouldn't open 'The Legend of the Flower Fairy'; it's mixed with petals."
A blonde elf is sitting on a green leaf watching "The Elves of the Eternal Night Forest"
"Those are books on dark magic. If you want to read them, you need approval. Even high-risk magic like time reversal and space teleportation requires approval," said the administrator.
Finally, he took Ye Wan to a bookshelf full of donuts: "This is the recipe section." Then he left.
Ye Wan looked up at the bookshelf that was almost towering into the sky and fell into deep thought.
Youan dragged a huge green leaf over. The leaf could really float, slowly lifting the two of them up. Ye Wan saw a string of "Rainbow Valley Dwarf Stew" and "Dungeon on the Tip of the Tongue".
Finally, her gaze stopped at the "Guide to Setting Up Stalls in Another World".
Youan took a copy of "A Complete Analysis of the Political System of the Kingdom of Osenna," a book that looked quite hypnotic. The administrator stamped it for them and said, "Remember to return it on time. But if you're late, it doesn't matter. The book will grow wings and fly back to you on its own when the due date comes."
"It's amazing." Ye Wan said dryly.
In the end, Ye Wan spent dozens of silver coins to buy a pet stroller and took it home with two books.
She soon discovered that this book was more of a potion-making book than a recipe. For example, the jam tarts favored by vampires had to be mixed with wild berries grown in the cemetery; and the pepper strings favored by black dragons could make one spit fire for three days after eating one bite.
Finally, her eyes fell on the fried skewers. The fried items included deep-sea octopus tentacles, which were very chewy, and shadow snake breast, which was said to be very tender and juicy after frying.
Although these ingredients sound difficult to obtain, Ye Wan still had a great inspiration. She wanted to open a fried skewers stall.
Fortunately, the royal capital has abundant food ingredients, and even semi-finished starch sausages can be bought in the wholesale market. Ye Wan decided that the menu of the tavern tonight would be various fried skewers.
When the diners came in one after another, Ye Wan had already set up a wok in the kitchen. He cut the starch sausage into pieces and rolled them in the wok, frying them into layers of golden wrinkles. Ye Wan then mixed a sauce made of cumin and chili oil and spread it on the starch sausage.
The chicken cartilage needs to be sprinkled with a thin layer of flour, fried until golden and crispy, and then seasoned with some pepper and salt.
The eggplant should be coated with thick batter and fried until it is fluffy and crispy. The chicken breast should be cut into thick slices and coated with egg liquid to lock in the deliciousness of the gravy.
Today the coach brought Lily to the pub. Neither of them could drink alcohol, so they chose passion fruit sparkling drinks.
Ye Wan brought out a large plate of fried skewers, and the spicy and delicious fried food immediately filled the air.
Lily was sipping her drink. Many diners came over to shake her hands. She forced a smile, but her face didn't look good.
"What happened?" Ye Wan asked.
Lily sighed, "After the Feiying team finishes their match with the Thunder team, ours will be next. I'm a little nervous."
Ye Wan pushed the skewers in front of her: "Don't be nervous, eat something delicious, and I guarantee all your worries will go away."
The fried skewers had a glossy luster, were sprinkled with white sesame seeds, and were covered in a golden batter. They looked delicious.
Lily swallowed and took a fried eggplant. First, she was impressed by the crispy and fluffy shell, and then the soft and delicious eggplant flesh coated with the spicy taste of chili powder. The refreshing and delicious taste of the vegetable itself relieved the greasiness.
The citizens of this country are not used to eating chicken cartilage, but under Ye Wan's expectant eyes, Lily took a chicken cartilage in front of her. When she bit it, there was a crisp "crunch" sound at first, and then the crispy bones mixed with cumin powder, the spicy and salty fragrance intertwined together, and the more she chewed, the more fragrant it became.
She ate it all in one gulp, then gulped down a large bottle of iced passion fruit juice. Lily was delighted: "Oh this is so delicious, I don't think I'm nervous at all."
"That's great." Ye Wan said with a smile.
The next day, before dawn, Ye Wan was vaguely awakened by a knock on the door. She opened the bedroom door and saw You An already dressed. "Why are you still in your pajamas? Aren't you going to set up a stall outside the arena?"
She glanced at the still dark sky outside and said in surprise, "It's still early."
"The arena is far away and it takes a long time to get there by car. Hurry up." After saying that, Youan went downstairs without looking back.
Pancake was fast asleep in its own little cart. Ye Wan sat in the train, gazing at the flowing green mountains and forests outside and asked, "Haven't we arrived yet?"
You An glanced outside: "At least half an hour."
A thick white fog enveloped the train's view. Ye Wan looked out the window again, but it was all white and he could not see anything.
Although the Flying Broom Arena is an exciting, brightly lit open-air arena, a hundred years ago it was a dark arena where countless people illegally reveled. Therefore, the arena is very hidden and is located in a canyon surrounded by mountains.
There are also many mechanisms, such as the white fog that can make people lose their way.
The conductor was a tall, handsome woman. She picked up the microphone at the front and said, "Don't worry. Our train is equipped with the latest navigation system. It can find the right direction even in fog."
Ye Wan felt relieved.
Soon the train broke through the fog and arrived at a huge open space. They got off the train. Ye Wan saw that another train that arrived earlier than them was covered with green vines. Several staff members were trying frantically to pull the vines off, but the vines seemed to have life and pushed them out again and again.
"Don't worry!" A staff member frantically shooed the onlookers aside. "These are magical traps left over from many years ago. They no longer have much lethality. Tourists, follow the signs and go right!"
The vines snatched his hat away in a flash, revealing his shiny bald head, causing passers-by to burst into laughter.
The staff member's face turned red, and he stopped giving directions and focused on grabbing his hat.
You An shook his head. "It's hard to believe this is a national-level event. What on earth are these idiots in the House of Commons doing?"
Ye Wan suppressed a laugh and looked at the staff member who was jumping up and down to grab the hat: "Oh, I think this is very interesting."
She ran to the logistics department to show the letter and identity card, and the staff opposite stamped the stall certificate and handed it to her.
"Your stall is in Area C. Please just keep going to the right."
Ye Wan got his certificate and walked on the road with You An, carrying bags. There were already many stall owners operating outside the arena.
She saw someone selling shaved ice and couldn't help swallowing: "Oh yes, it will be hot at noon, selling shaved ice, ice cream or something like that is also a good choice."
Finally, she arrived at her own booth. The organizing committee had provided tents for each booth. Ye Wan's tent was the same as all the others, an off-white, ordinary tent.
It was not until she walked in that she discovered that the tent was equipped with a kitchen, and it was fully equipped with common seasonings and iron pots.
She was a little worried: "Won't the tent be set on fire?"
"No," Youan said, "This is a fireproof tent."
They took down all the things. At this time, the sun in the east was only halfway up. Emma ran over quickly from a distance: "Good day, Ye Wan, You An, I'm glad to see you here."
She was wearing a black and yellow striped short top today with a big shiny badge on it saying "Support the Thunder."
"Oh, I didn't know you loved broomsticks so much." Ye Wan glanced at the badge on her chest.
"No, no, no, this is something my parents strongly urged me to wear. Actually, I'm not interested in any team. After today is over, I'll wear a floating team badge to support the cute little Lily."
Emma's eyes lit up after she finished speaking: "Oh, right, I haven't introduced you to my parents yet."
She quickly took the still-sleeping Muffin out of the stroller and motioned for them to follow.
"Are you guys here to set up a stall today, selling flying brooms and the like?" Ye Wan asked.
"No, we came to watch the football game. Dad was so excited that he insisted on bringing the big tent for the tour."
A large three-story black and yellow tent was erected in the open space, with countless yellow lightning-shaped signs hanging outside the tent. Two inflatable mascots at the door held cheering sticks and had huge "Thunder" badges on their chests, showing the fans' enthusiasm everywhere.
A beautiful woman in a white suit walked out of the tent. She had short golden hair like Emma and beautiful blue eyes. She was very pretty and delicate.
"You must be Ye Wan, right? Our Emma always says you are her best friend. You must be Youan." She shook hands with the two of them cordially.
Ye Wan had already put on a polite smile and said "Hello, Auntie", but she was frightened by the other party's thunderous and strong accent.
She looked at Emma at a loss, and Emma understood: "Let me introduce you, this is my dad."
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