Chapter 94 Goodbye Ophelia Chicken Dumplings, Jiro Ramen and Beer...
Ye Wan thought that the battle that was about to happen did not happen. She only watched Dracula slide to the ground and bury his face deeply in his trembling hands. Ophelia's love completely shattered the madness of a vampire.
"Just do it for me, Dracula. I love you, and it has never changed in a hundred years." She hugged him gently and stroked his soft silver hair. The knights took the opportunity to rescue the unconscious Victoria.
Ophelia took Dracula's hand and said, "Come on, show me this beautiful world again."
They stood up and prepared to leave. Apparently, the knights wanted to stop him, but Euan stopped them: "Fulfill her last wish. You can't defeat a vampire."
The knights had no choice but to give up.
Ophelia took him into the royal capital. The children from the orphanage were also guarding the cemetery. She pulled Dracula to sit among the crowd. On the blanket was a large bottle of pomegranate juice, empanadas, and spicy beef stew.
Dracula was a little overwhelmed looking at the laughing and dancing crowd and the mountains of delicious food.
"Dracula, you must learn to embrace my death with color, music, and joy. Don't be afraid, okay? My friends are here, and I'm always by your side. You won't feel eternal loneliness anymore."
She took Dracula's hand and danced with the children. The youngest, Daisy, looked at Dracula's pale and handsome face and directly reached out to open his mouth, wanting to see his sharp teeth.
When the edge of the deep blue sky was dyed by the morning light, the hustle and bustle of the cemetery receded like the tide. People left after the party, leaving only colorful debris on the ground. The petals of the marigolds automatically gathered in the wind to form a golden bridge spanning the human world and the underworld.
Ophelia stood by the bridge, wearing her clean, elegant white dress, and waved happily to everyone: "I'll write to everyone, and maybe I'll come back on Easter Sunday..."
Her fingertips brushed Dracula's cold cheek, and silent, hot tears of blood rolled out of his eyes. He stared at her face greedily, wanting to imprint her soul in his heart forever.
Ophelia withdrew her hand, turned around and stepped onto the golden bridge leading to the other side. The petals turned into golden light dust and floated in the air. Her figure became fainter and fainter until it became transparent and completely disappeared in the mist.
Dracula slowly lowered his head and silently placed a rose on the ground.
Easter of the Dead passed just like that. Although the lively atmosphere made up for the pain of Ophelia's departure, Ye Wan was still very lost. Ophelia was a very good person, as warm as an angel, and she disappeared just like that. Ye Wan couldn't accept it.
So the next day, You An saw Ye Wan sitting listlessly on the porch in the backyard and sighing. It was autumn, and even the grape trellises were withered and lifeless, which made Ye Wan even sadder.
You An didn't say anything to comfort her. He just quietly hung a sign outside saying the business was temporarily closed. He then pulled Ye Wan over and said that he had something to do here, so he asked her to go out for a walk and come back after having lunch.
Ye Wan was kicked out of the door in a daze. Pancake ran over with his short legs and wanted to go with her, but You An pulled him back by the scruff of the neck: "You are not allowed to go. Stay and help."
"squeak!"
Ye Wan laughed and shook his head and left.
She was going to stock up on some more beer, as the tavern was running low on beer. The small brewery of Madame Perroy, whom she often visited, was still closed. She didn't know where Madame had gone, so a kind neighbor recommended another brewery of good quality to her. Based on her recommendation, Ye Wan took a public carriage to a brewery near the city gate.
According to Ye Wan's idea, this brewery looked a bit like a Japanese restaurant and a bit like a bathhouse. The roof of this huge building was covered with brass chimneys, and many thick pipes wrapped with insulating asbestos extended all the way down from the ceiling, spewing out high-temperature steam of various colors from time to time, and the air was filled with the rich aroma of beer malt.
Bounty hunters and magical creatures seem to like this place very much. The dining area here is very similar to a Japanese ramen restaurant, with a long counter where chefs cook noodles, grill meat, and stir-fry vegetables, and customers sit in a row to eat.
The person who greeted Ye Wan was a big bad wolf wearing an apron. He waved his hand and moved Ye Wan to the middle seat: "Excuse me, please make room for this 'Little Red Riding Hood'."
So Ye Wan sat between a bounty hunter with only one eye and a magical creature with a shark head, which was eating a large portion of grilled eel with its bloody mouth exposed.
Ye Wan didn't dare to look at him again and quickly lowered his head to look at the menu. There were all kinds of food, such as roast pork belly, spicy cheese ribs, spicy octopus, etc. Ye Wan thought about it and finally ordered a plate of chicken skin dumplings, Jilang ramen and wheat craft beer.
Soon the Gray Wolf waiter brought a bowl of ramen and golden fried dumplings.
Ye Wan glanced at the noodles covered with barbecued pork and bean sprouts in front of him and asked, "Where's the wine?"
The Gray Wolf waiter pointed to a faucet on the counter and said, "Just turn it on and it'll be ready."
Ye Wan followed his instructions, put the cup under the faucet, and turned on the faucet. Beer gurgled out and white foam covered her hand.
"Oh, is it really possible?" The rich smell of beer filled the air. It turned out that those thick pipes were transporting beer.
Ye Wan took a sip. The freshly brewed beer was quite fizzy. The Jilang Ramen in front of her was covered with thick layers of barbecued pork and bean sprouts. There seemed to be a layer of back fat on top, which was too greasy to touch. She pierced the half-cooked soft-boiled egg and stirred it. The noodles were covered with translucent soup. It tasted a bit salty, but paired with the crispy bean sprouts, it was actually quite delicious.
Then Ye Wan picked up the chicken skin dumplings with his chopsticks. There was a thin layer of crispy crust on the edge of the dumplings, like crispy paper, and it was fragrant and oily. When he took a bite, the juice burst out, and there was very tasty braised chicken inside. Ye Wan picked up some pepper and salt and sprinkled some on it, making it taste more flavorful.
After finishing the meal, she felt that her stomach was filled with noodles, barbecued pork and bean sprouts, and she could hardly walk, but she had not forgotten the purpose of this trip.
After explaining her purpose, Gray Wolf led her into the warehouse. "This is the cellar area. You made the right choice to order wine from us. We have all kinds of wine here. Even the royal family's warehouse doesn't have as much as we do. We have everything from chocolate gin to white grape basil port..."
The warehouse was dimly lit, and the air was cool and dry. Ye Wan could smell the scent of various oak barrels. Rows of oak barrels were neatly arranged, with the year and wine content marked on the barrel walls. Guarding the place was a white-haired goat, which seemed to be very old and had a long beard.
"What kind of wine would you like?" it asked.
Ye Wan looked left and right, feeling dazzled. Finally, he asked, "Can I try the plum wine?"
She had made a wrong estimate and had not made enough plum wine in the summer, but the diners liked it very much and kept complaining that there was not enough to drink. Madame Perrois's winery had run out of it, and Ye Wan was a little surprised to see this.
"Sure." The man with the goatee readily went to the wall to get a wine vessel and poured a small cup. Ye Wan thanked him and took it and took a sip.
The plum wine was sweet and refreshing with a touch of water vapor. The amount of rock sugar was just right, making it slightly sweet. Ye Wan was a little shocked after taking a sip.
It's not that I was shocked by its deliciousness. The method of making plum wine is fixed and the taste is almost the same, but the taste of this wine is too similar to the one she made.
Ye Wan couldn't help but ask the goateed man next to him: "Grandpa, who brewed this green plum wine? Can I see it?"
The man with the goatee was reading a newspaper, his horns sticking up on it. He sighed, "That girl, I haven't seen her for over ten years. Not to mention she looks a lot like you, she also has black hair, like she's from the East."
It glanced at Ye Wan, buried its head in the newspaper again, then felt something was wrong and looked up at Ye Wan from the newspaper again.
Ye Wan: "...The girl you are talking about, isn't her name Ye Yu?"
"No, no, no, her name is Alice. She wore a red shawl when she came here. She has a good relationship with the gray wolf, so we sometimes call her Little Red Riding Hood."
Goatbeard looked at her in confusion. The wine cellar couldn't be too bright, and there were only a few dim lights on the stone wall. So Goatbeard stood up, walked close to Ye Wan, and looked at her repeatedly.
Ye Wan felt uncomfortable being stared at: "Master, what do you want to do?"
Goatee stroked his beard and said, "Why do you look just like Alice?"
Ye Wan explained, "You must have made a mistake. I've never been to Calmette before, and I've never had a name called Alice. I think you must have made a mistake."
She secretly wondered if Ye Yu had come here to brew wine under an alias, so she asked, "Is that oriental girl a head taller than me?"
Goatee shook his head. "No, she's almost as tall as you, but it's been over a decade, and I can't remember."
Ye Wan finally ordered plum wine and two other fruit beers and paid a deposit.
Gray Wolf took the money and gave her the order: "This afternoon or tomorrow, we will have someone deliver it to the tavern for you..."
It glanced at Ye Wan and said, "You really do look like Little Red Riding Hood. When I was a little wolf cub, many people mistook me for a werewolf and wanted to drive me to the Moonlight Forest. It was she who protected me, but... that was more than ten years ago. Even if Little Red Riding Hood came back, she wouldn't be as young as you."
The gray wolf looked somewhat dejected and lost. Ye Wan comforted it and turned away.
Ye Wan returned to the tavern and Songbing came running to greet her. She asked, "Where is Youan?"
"Squeak." It raised its front paws high, with its pink and tender pads, and scratched at the door twice.
"He's out." Ye Wan already understood what Pancake meant very well. Taking advantage of her free time, she planned to clean the attic.
After all, Ophelia won't be living here anymore.
Thinking of this, Ye Wan felt a little lost again.
The afternoon sun shone in through the small attic window. Ye Wan was cleaning the towering bookshelf with a feather duster. The bookshelf was now filled with various books used by You An.
The books on the top were rarely used and were slightly dusty. When she stepped onto the ladder and used a feather duster to clean the dust, she accidentally dropped a book.
She hurried to pick it up. To be exact, it was not a book, but a notebook. She picked it up and a piece of paper swirled and fell at Ye Wan's feet.
Ye Wan picked it up and took a closer look. There was only one line of words on it:
I promise to always be there for Euan.
Love you Alice
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