Inside the restaurant, everyone was already seated.
This room, with its extremely high ceilings, is equipped with ample lighting and a temperature-controlled array, ensuring plenty of light and a comfortable temperature. Soft carpets, exquisite oil paintings, and blooming flowers subtly showcase the owner's taste.
Sid and his two companions were sitting at one end of a long oak table that could seat twelve people, while George and Joseph sat at a small round table by the window in the distance.
As soon as Yun Wei entered the restaurant, he saw Xi De waving at him.
"Little Yunwei, come here and sit next to me!" Sid pointed to the empty seat next to him and called out to Yunwei.
It seems the three of them were waiting for him.
Yun Wei quickly forced a smile and strode over.
Sitting opposite him was Isaac.
Yun Wei was about to secretly observe the other person's expression as he sat down when he heard Sid say, "I just heard Isaac say that you helped make the baked tricolor clay, that's really amazing!"
Upon hearing this, Yun Wei was taken aback for a moment, but quickly replied, "No, I only lent a hand."
He looked up at the person opposite him and saw that the knight was sitting upright, helping to dismantle the roast chicken.
The other person held the knife and fork steadily, their back straight, exuding elegance and composure. As the sharp blade sliced through the golden-red, tender belly of the roasted chicken, hazelnuts and dried berries, soaked in oil, eagerly spilled out.
The aroma is wonderful!
Juicy oil seeped out from the gaps in the chicken, gathering shallowly at the bottom of the iron plate.
Sid couldn't help but clap his hands, his emerald green eyes sparkling with surprise.
He excitedly announced, "Then, everyone, please feel free to start eating!"
Typically, this kind of family-style dinner should be very lively.
However, considering these unprecedented dishes, whether it's the sweet and sour appetizers, the crispy and juicy roast chicken, the thin and crispy bean paste at the bottom, or the sweet and delicate mushroom soup...
Yun Wei clearly understood how enormous the impact of Isaac's cooking was.
Even though it wasn't the first time he had tasted Isaac's cooking, the awe-inspiring feeling of an asteroid crashing into the ocean remained.
Flowers bloom in profusion, bells and drums resound.
Their lips and tongues trembled, their eyes wide with shock.
What's more, Sid and Silver were rescued for the first time from a grayish-white mushroom and chicken mushy soup, a dark green chickpea and kale mushy soup, and a mixed mushy soup of carrots, potatoes, and cucumbers.
Since both the Grand Duke of Bethlehem and the alchemist were busy maintaining their elegance while wolfing down their food, the time available for conversation was greatly reduced.
The only incident was when Silver noticed the scar on Yun Wei's palm and asked about it politely.
After exchanging a glance, Sid calmly explained to Yunwei that the wound was caused by necromancy.
The tone was so calm that Yun Wei initially thought the other person was talking about the weather outside the window.
Then, the Grand Duke of Bethlehem paused in his meal, making Yun Wei somewhat uneasy.
Regardless, the identity of a necromancer is still far too sensitive.
But then, the most astute merchant on the continent of Zhuyuan commented, "Pretty good. Well then, I might consider opening a tattoo shop in Bethlehem."
Now it was Yun Wei and the other two's turn to stop what they were doing.
No matter how you look at it, from a generally rational perspective, necromancy and tattoo parlors seem to be two completely unrelated things.
Seeing the other three people at the table looking puzzled, Silver slowly explained, "After all, natural dyes are easily purified by elemental magic or divine spells..."
It turns out that there are many native inhabitants of the continent of Zhuyuan in the territory of Bethlehem, and their custom is to paint their faces or tattoo them with indigo dye during celebrations.
The wounds caused by metal needles healed completely after a single "light therapy" or "water healing," which made the annual requirement for additional purchases of indigo dye from the territory particularly troublesome for him.
Yun Wei and Xi De looked at each other and fell silent.
There are so many flaws that they don't know where to begin.
Given that the other party was able to spot business opportunities, it seems quite reasonable that Bethlehem suddenly rose to prominence in just over a decade.
...
However, even though the food on his plate looked so delicious, Yun Wei was still somewhat absent-minded.
Especially when he saw Isaac sitting across from them, smiling suavely and dining with them.
The thought that the other person was actually eating nothing but wax made Yun Wei feel very regretful.
Why did he do that to Isaac in the kitchen just now...?
If Isaac didn't like him that much, would he have thrown such a tantrum?
No, of course not.
Obviously, given his personality, he would probably only try to please the other person in a humble way, hoping that the other person would like him a little more.
So why did he blurt out such hurtful words?
Just because the other person likes you?
Even Yun Wei himself was stunned when he thought of this.
Four large characters suddenly appeared in his mind, as if the truth had been revealed:
Arrogance stemming from favor.
Knowing that Isaac cared about her, she recklessly squandered the other's affection for her.
It turns out he was incredibly greedy.
After the other person announces that they like them, they greedily crave to increase their place in the other person's heart.
Yun Wei's slightly calmed emotions became chaotic again.
...
In any case, all the food at the dinner was eaten clean.
George, the butler, cleared the table, while Yun Wei was led by Sid to continue to the alchemy laboratory.
He walked anxiously through the empty corridor, from one end to the other.
Even Sid seemed to notice his expression, and couldn't help but sigh, "No wonder they say love, like alcohol, is the enemy of magicians. Look at you, little Yunwei, you're so sad just from being away from Isaac for a short while?"
Upon hearing this, Yun Wei hurriedly denied it, saying, "No, I wasn't thinking about him."
Sid shrugged knowingly and walked ahead. "Whatever. Finish up early and go home."
Yun Wei opened his mouth, but did not argue further.
After taking a few more steps forward, as if sensing something, he couldn't help but turn around.
Across the dimly lit corridor, hall, and living room, his knight stood silently in the still brightly lit dining room.
The other person's figure remained as upright as ever, and even though Yun Wei couldn't see the expression on the other person's face, he could still imagine those smoky gray eyes.
For some reason, he felt a soreness in his nasal cavity again.
He still really likes Isaac.
Realizing this, Yun Wei took a deep breath.
Phew, well then, let's hurry up and finish today's work.
Then sincerely apologize to Isaac!
Thinking of this, he quickly turned around and strode towards the laboratory.
...
Like pottery, the spindle seems to have been inextricably linked to the fate of humankind since the dawn of civilization.
However, compared to the spinning wheel of later generations, the spindle is really too primitive.
Yun Wei turned the light stick in his hand somewhat blankly, spinning the metal ball that had been pounded into soft fibers into a shiny silver thread.
He needs to control the ignition element between his fingers, pulling the fibers into threads while also removing any remaining impurities from the surface of the threads.
The spun silver thread is first checked for thickness by a special buckle, then its strength is tested by another instrument, and finally it is evenly wound on a winding board.
According to Sid, the silver thread he possesses is made of black iron treated with a secret medicine. In terms of properties other than magical conductivity, it is comparable to mithril, making it highly cost-effective. Armor made from this thread is very popular among professionals.
After an unknown amount of time, the spinning board with the length measurement function finally emitted a satisfactory "beep," signifying that his training in "silk reeling and sewing" for the day had come to an end.
The crisp sound that reached Yun Wei's ears was no less beautiful than the most moving celestial music.
But this still cannot be considered the end—
Exhausted, Yun Wei walked toward the last "jewelry shop".
"Magic runes and etching" is the last item on the agenda for today. He couldn't help but look up at the wall clock; it was already 8:30.
Yun Wei gritted his teeth and looked back at the control panel that Joseph had already cleaned up.
Fifty polished magic chips were neatly stacked on the workbench. Yun Wei needed to etch the magic runes of the 'Water Shield' onto these azure blue chips.
After this process, the chips can be embedded in various armors and sold as simple, one-time-use magical items.
Referring to the notes Xi De had left him, Yun Wei carefully picked up a magic chip and placed it on the alchemy table.
As he gently chiseled out the magic runes representing the 'Shield of Water' from the basic symbols, he slowly guided the water element along the chiseled grooves to adhere to the surface of the magic chip.
Like applying shiny paint to the surface of a sculpted stone, a chip, resembling a container of azure liquid, is slowly taking shape.
When the magic rune's circuit finally closed, the flowing water element liquid instantly solidified.
Looking at the thin, almost translucent magic chip in front of him, and feeling the faint magical fluctuations emanating from it, Yun Wei finally breathed a sigh of relief.
Fortunately, this exercise was much easier for a mage compared to the previous two.
...
When all the tasks for the day were finally completed, Yun Wei immediately slumped onto the table without any regard for his image.
Okay! Tired! Ah!!
He was already exhausted on his first day of work.
His face was pressed against the hard tabletop, his eyes turned to the clock face hanging on the wall, only to find that it was already eleven o'clock.
He sighed silently, raised his equally aching arm, and patted his stiff shoulder intermittently.
After a long while, when he finally felt he had recovered, he raised his head and looked around.
But they found Sid still standing in front of the control panel in the center of the laboratory.
Yun Wei couldn't help but step forward.
As soon as he got closer, he heard a very faint cracking sound, which startled him so much that he immediately stopped in his tracks.
Even the confident and calm alchemist seemed to be getting agitated; his once delicate brows were now furrowed, and his fluffy, golden-red hair was now a mess.
After the other party finally let out a long sigh, breaking the oppressive silence.
Yun Wei shrank back, secretly observing the expression on the other person's face, and asked with utmost caution, "What are you doing, Sid?"
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