Chapter 529: Fairy dragon soup (1/3)

  Chapter 529 Fairy Fire Dragon Soup (13)

  September 15th... Oh, come to think of it, today is indeed his birthday.

  Ian quickly remembered that today is his birthday. It's hard to imagine that he only told Isengard once, but he didn't expect the other party to remember it so clearly.

  The young man’s friends in the imperial capital are basically here—it sounds like a lot of people, but in essence, it’s just Hua An, Shuang Die, Mo Feng, and Isengard.

  They prepared a rather sumptuous banquet for Ian, and arranged the house...very festive.

  Of course, for the culture of the empire, purple is noble, red is war, and celebration and joy are gold and amber, representing windfall and mellow spirits.

   "There is no need to be so fanfare..."

  Ian was dragged into a restaurant full of gold and amber decorations by Isengard. He saw a table full of delicacies, some of which were made by chefs, and some were made by these friends.

  He had a rare feeling of embarrassment: "Thank you..."

   "There's nothing to be thankful for."

   And Isengard was a little dazed: "It's just a small banquet, it should be."

"It's just that Ian, you don't have much time to come to the imperial capital, and you don't know many people. Otherwise, even if you don't have any birthdays and festivals, you can't wait to find a reason to relax for yourself every day-you have basically been in the past two months. Lab, not good for mental health, I've been trying to make it easier for you."

  The reasoning is the same, but for Ian, doing alchemy experiments is the only way to relax. If you really want him to socialize with other people, if he meets someone with a bad brain, his blood pressure may rise every day.

   "Yes, yes." Hua An nodded, looking very indignant: "I have a birthday, but is this still a goblin? It's a rare day when you can drink!"

   Saying so, she took a sip of sky blue mead with faint fluorescence, and the whole goblin exuded a scent of rum on the spot, and her wings were glowing blue.

   "That's right!" Mo Feng also quite agreed: "We are all scholars, if it is not a festival, we are not allowed to drink addictive drinks!"

Saying so, she directly poured a small glass of wine on herself—a rather direct way of drinking, Mo Feng's original body is composed of various liquids, and now the body composition of this wind fairy has more A lot of alcohol.

  Shuangdie: "What about mine?"

  She seemed a little anxious, because neither Hua An nor Mo Feng would give her the wine.

   "Don't drink it." Ian said: "No, look, this is grape juice, rounded up it is also wine."

  Frost Butterfly: (0～0)

  Although she looked a little unhappy, Shuangdie finally went to drink grape juice happily.

  Among all the people present, only Hua An and Mo Feng can drink, and Mo Feng is not only able to drink, she likes to drink very much.

  According to Mo Feng, alcohol is not a good thing for human beings. Drinking too much of ordinary people will reduce their sanity, making people dull and mentally retarded.

  Although there is a saying of having a drink and enjoying yourself, it is difficult to guarantee that people will not drink too much.

   But to the goblin, wine is just a purely fragrant drink.

   It’s just that if goblin scholars drink every day, it will reduce the image of goblins in the eyes of other races, so goblin township has regulations, and scholars only allow goblins to drink freely during holidays.

  The regulations are very good, but unfortunately there are policies and countermeasures.

  For goblins, they celebrate their birthdays every day.

   "Would you like a drink?"

  At this moment, Isengard handed out a cup of purple 'drink' to Ian. In addition to thinking of his brother Elan's eyes, Ian also smelled something similar to wine.

  He wanted to refuse, but he heard Isengarde's happy voice: "I brewed this! And after today, Ian, you are considered an adult, and you can drink some wine."

   "Actually, a sublime person won't get drunk after drinking a barrel. I just keep a habit habitually."

  Since Isengard made it himself, Ian didn't have to insist on it. He took a sip, raised his eyebrows, and said in surprise, "Is this... a potion of concentration?"

   The drink brewed by Essengard, or in other words, a special potion tastes very good.

It has a fruity fragrance in the mouth, and then quickly transforms into a mellow wine taste in the mouth, and when it is digested and absorbed by the human body, it can obviously feel the improvement of attention, perception, energy and other aspects. Even his physical strength has recovered a lot, and there is a feeling of stretching his vision: "It also contains the ingredients of physical strength medicine!"

  Ian closed his eyes, felt them carefully, and then opened them in admiration: "This is a high-level elite compound potion! Just such a small cup is enough to restore nearly half of the energy of an ordinary sublimator!"

   "At critical moments, this is an excellent tonic for quick recovery of physical strength."

Having said that, Ian noticed Isengarde's expectant expression, and then boasted: "The most important thing is that it tastes really good. You know, neither the concentration potion nor the stamina potion tastes very good. Spicy is bland and tasteless, but Isengarde has transformed the spicy into a wine-like taste, so that most people can accept it!"

   "Hmm! I call it 'Shujiu', and it's the first potion I developed independently."

  Although it is only the fusion of two known medicines, as we all know, fusion is also a very advanced alchemy method, especially Isengard can not reduce the potency of the medicine, but also add an extra taste-this method is really a genius.

  Ian and Isengard drank two cups. It was only when the two sat down to chat that Ian realized that Isen had not been used to eating solid food recently, but he also understood the importance of taste.

   It is obviously unrealistic to ask him to go back to drink the stamina potion every day, so the blond boy thought about it and decided to improve the taste of the stamina potion.

  But after such a period of research, he found that it might be difficult to change the stamina potion alone, but if the effects of different alchemy potions are combined, the taste will naturally change accordingly, so he turned his head to study the compound potion, and the result was fruitful.

  Skill wine is obviously a luxury item. Whether it is used as a medicine or as a sublimation drink, its effect is quite remarkable, and it is expensive, and ordinary sublimators cannot afford it.

But for the nobles of the imperial capital, no matter how expensive the wine is, it is useless, and those too exciting sublimation drinks have long been tired of drinking. Seeing that Ian’s feedback is so good, Yi Sen plans to make more and send it to him when the time comes. Make gifts for several alchemists, if they still have opinions, then give it to mom after improvement.

   This is considered a birthday present, and Ian is very happy. This is a brand-new alchemy idea for him. As expected of Isengarde, he really knows what he likes the most.

  As for the fairies, Ian has prepared their favorite 'fire dragon soup'. "

  Fire Dragon Soup is a very, very delicious seafood soup. It is a traditional delicacy in Falling Star City. It can be said that it almost combines the most delicious taste of all seafood without any strange fishy smell.

  Ian didn't know how to describe the deliciousness of this soup. If he had to say it, it probably tasted like the sea.

  Then, in Hua An's ostentatious tone, he knew the origin of this soup.

  First, Frost Butterfly makes ultra-low temperature, freezes the shells and meat of various seafood, and then thoroughly crushes them.

  Hua An picked out the worthless calcium powder and bone dregs and meat paste to refine the purest taste.

  The last is Mofeng. She uses the boiled broth and uses just the right amount of ultrasonic vibration to perfectly blend the purification of seafood with the soup.

  —This is simply molecular cuisine!

  Ian can be considered to have tasted a part of goblin cuisine. It seems that these little things have a unique understanding of food. In the future, I may taste many similar delicacies in the goblin town.

   "Then why is it called fire dragon soup?"

  When everyone was enjoying the taste of the sea with a small bowl of fire dragon soup, Ian asked curiously: "There is no fire dragon-type monster material in it."

   "It's very simple."

Hua An put down the spoon, and she made a gesture: "The goblin who invented this soup thought it was too delicious, so he drank several pots in one afternoon, and the whole goblin exuded a strong fresh fragrance, and ended up wandering by the seaside While flying, it was swallowed by a Liaoyuan dragon passing by."

  “Although he ran out in the end, he was very embarrassed. To commemorate the interesting process, we call this soup ‘Fire Dragon Soup’, which is the soup that even fire dragons find delicious!”

  (end of this chapter)