Clearly, this is a fragrance from food.
It's not just simple sweetness, but rather a rich and crispy flavor that comes from the interplay of sugar and fat.
It reminded him of the roast duck he hadn't seen for over ten years; its crispy, reddish-brown skin, glistening with honey, exuded the same aroma.
Yun Wei couldn't help but swallow.
He looked at Sid, but put down the wooden mallet in his hand and said only, "What's for dinner? It looks so tempting."
However, Sid blinked innocently and shook his head gently.
Obviously, the master who entered through the back door of the laboratory for some reason was also unaware of the situation.
Sid crossed his arms and pondered carefully for a moment, and Yun Wei thought he was about to give some profound opinion on dinner.
Unexpectedly, the other person said, "Ah, so the lab door wasn't closed, so the smell got in."
Yun Wei was somewhat puzzled.
The wooden door connecting the laboratory to the first-floor lobby was indeed ajar.
After Isaac left, he didn't close the door, so the fragrance wafted in through the slightly ajar door.
Is this something to be amazed about?
"Haha, I thought my isolation array had failed, it gave me a fright." Seeing this, Sid immediately explained to Yun Wei, "But it is indeed lunchtime, let's go take a look first."
Yun Wei quickly grabbed the wooden mallet and pounded a few more times, then hesitated and said, "But..."
"No buts, don't you people in Bili have a saying, 'Sharpening the axe won't delay the work of chopping wood'?" Sid snatched the wooden hammer and hung it back on the tool rack. "Come on, come on. Little Joseph, you come too! Don't be shy with me, old George won't want to sit down if you don't come."
Sid spoke the Blue Language exceptionally well.
Yun Wei thought, no wonder the other person called his name so fluently.
The two left the laboratory first.
As they walked and talked, Sid explained to Yunwei that his assistant Joseph was always too embarrassed to have dinner with him, so he ate alone every night.
Even when Joseph finally agreed to dine with George, the two sat at a small round table far apart.
We are still very far apart.
“I don’t really care,” Sid sighed. “Maybe I’m just not naturally drawn to this kind of aristocratic stuff.”
But the loneliness was so unbearable that he occasionally had to sneak out to a tavern for a drink; he desperately needed the feeling of being surrounded by people.
Sid concluded, "So, Xiao Yunwei, it's fine for you to stay here indefinitely."
Yun Wei opened the laboratory door and said with a smile, "We should be able to stay until before the Spring Festival. But, won't the Bethlehem Guild be jealous?"
When Sid heard the second half of the sentence, he surprisingly did not immediately refute it.
It's unclear what this usually composed alchemist was thinking, but even his milky-white earlobes blushed with an intoxicating crimson.
His eyes darted around, and he muttered, "Tch, who cares about him? He's just staying here temporarily... Besides, he's so 'cunning,' he'd lose money if he turned the wine into vinegar!"
Just a second ago she was saying she couldn't wait to marry him, and now she's so shy!
It seems that the marriage between the two was not simply based on mutual benefit.
Yay, he bumped his head again!
Vivian's happiness x2!
Since it's a two-way street, he should lend a hand. An irrepressible smile appeared on Yun Wei's face.
He coughed lightly, his expression hardening, and lowered his eyes, saying, "I heard from Isaac that the Grand Duke of Bethlehem sought his advice this morning on how to exercise. I wonder if he—"
Sid interrupted him repeatedly: "Stop, Yun Wei! Don't listen to his nonsense!"
The "he" here should still refer to Silver Julius.
No one knew what this genius young master had thought of this time, for even the roots of his neck had turned red. His emerald green eyes were like a pool of spring water, intoxicating as a sweet spring.
Seeing that things were going well, Yun Wei wisely kept quiet.
He watched with a smile as Sid strode into the hall, looking like he was there to demand an explanation.
...
Outside the lab, the aroma of food grew even stronger.
Following the enticing aroma, the two hurried to the hall, only to find Butler George standing respectfully with his hands at his sides.
Sid asked, "George, what good stuff did you make tonight?"
In fact, Yun Wei had suspected this from the beginning, and seeing the steward here now only confirmed his guess.
If nothing unexpected happens, it will be another "surprise" from Isaac.
Sure enough, George hurriedly explained, "I bought two fat chickens from the market, and Mr. Isaac saw me... Mr. Isaac insisted on cooking them himself, and I couldn't stop him..."
Sid remained noncommittal and then asked, "Where's Silver? Where did that kid run off to again?"
George replied, "When the Grand Duke of Bethlehem returned, he heard noises coming from the kitchen and went to help."
“Okay, I got it. Then tidy up the dining room, we’re about to eat.” Sid nodded and added, “Oh, and you and Joseph are coming too… You can sit by the window if you want, but please prepare the cutlery first.”
Seeing that the butler agreed, he then looked up at Yun Wei and said, "Let's go and see what good stuff they've been up to in the kitchen."
...
In the kitchen, Isaac's knife flashed up and down, but his eyes weren't on the cutting board. He was instructing Silver to brush honey onto two plump roast chickens.
The Sid family's kitchen was fully equipped, finally giving him the opportunity to show off his skills.
Tonight's menu is: vinegared salad, tricolor baked bean puree, applewood-roasted chicken, and cream of mushroom soup.
Considering that the two magicians should not drink alcohol, their beverage was changed to raspberry and blueberry juice, which is good for their eyes.
Vinegar salad is a cold dish. After shredding carrots, red radishes, cucumbers, purple cabbage and cabbage, they are quickly rubbed with a small amount of salt to remove excess water, making the vegetable strips firm, crisp and refreshing.
Then, mix fruit vinegar and berry juice to create a sweet and sour sauce, which is then tossed into a very appetizing appetizer. Finally, sprinkle with a little horseradish powder, hoping that the spiciness will further enhance the fresh flavor of the fruits and vegetables.
The cream of mushroom soup was ready and was now bubbling away on the stove.
Early autumn is rainy, and the forest is full of plump and lovely mushrooms. Plump mushrooms are the true gifts from nature. Even without any seasoning, if you turn them over and roast them over a low flame, they will fill the concave lid of the bowl with a delicious, oily dew.
But if you add cream, it becomes a completely different flavor.
The mountains and pastures complement each other, and the freshness after the rain becomes delicate and mellow. The thick soup, simmered until milky white, is not cloyingly sweet, but instead brings a rich warmth to the stomach in the gradually cooling season.
Today's signature dish, however, is two plump chickens lying on applewood, patiently roasted.
After washing them clean, removing their heads and claws, and marinating them in spices for several hours, their bellies are stuffed tightly with various crunchy nuts and candied fruit, and then carefully locked with sturdy jujube wood skewers.
The previously sunken belly was now fully expanded, like a small boat laden with a bountiful harvest.
Brush the outer crust with flavored oil, then wrap the exposed bone joints with shiny silver foil. Place a charcoal brazier with burning dry applewood on a grill and wait quietly for the pastry to crisp up.
As time goes by, the honey added in time locks in the moisture of the chicken.
The secret to capturing the rich, succulent flavor lies in the layers of honey carefully applied.
The fragrance of applewood seeps into the tender meat of the plump chicken with each crackling burn, while the excess fat gradually seeps out under the gentle massage of the flames, joyfully meeting the honey on the skin under the high temperature, releasing the most tempting sweet taste.
This dance of sugar and oil eventually settles into a honey-red oil painting, frozen in the warm, smoky hues of the kitchen.
At that moment, Isaac noticed the visitor at the door.
The two magicians stood quietly at the doorway, their bright eyes a testament to his talent and gratitude.
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