September 15...... Oh, come to think of it, it's his birthday.

Ian quickly remembered that it was his birthday, and it was hard to imagine that he seemed to have just told Esengard once, but he didn't expect the other party to remember it so clearly.

The boy's friends in the imperial capital are basically here—it seems that there are a lot of people, but in essence, they are just the three goblins of Birch, Frost Butterfly, Ink Wind and Esengard.

They prepared a generous feast for Ian and set up the ...... in the house Very festive.

Of course, for the culture of the Empire, purple was honorable, red was war, and festivity and joy were gold and amber, representing windfalls and mellow spirits.

"There's no need to make such a big fuss......"

Ian is dragged into a dining room decorated in gold and amber by Esengar, and sees a table full of delicacies, some made by the chef and some by the hands of his friends.

He felt a little embarrassed: "Thank you......"

"What's there to thank you 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, you can't wait to find a reason to relax for a day every day - you've basically been in the lab for the past two months, and it's not very good for mental health, so I want you to relax for a long time."

That's the truth, but for Ian, doing alchemy experiments is relaxing, really letting him socialize with other people, and when he encounters someone with a bad brain, his blood pressure may rise every day.

"yes, yes." Hua Di nodded, looking very indignant: "There is a birthday, but is this still a goblin?" It's a rare day to drink! ”

As she spoke, she poured a sip of the faintly fluorescent mead from the sky blue, and the whole elf immediately emitted the scent of sweet wine, and her wings glowed blue.

"Not really!" Mo Feng also agreed: "We are all scholars, and if it's not a festival, we are not allowed to drink addictive drinks!" ”

Saying this, she directly poured a small glass of wine on herself—a fairly direct way to drink, Mo Feng's original body was composed of various liquids, and now there was a lot of alcohol in the body composition of this wind goblin.

Frostbutterfly: "Mine, what about mine?" ”

She looked a little anxious, for neither Birch nor Ink Wind would give her the wine.

"You are not allowed to drink." Ian said, "No, look, this is grape juice, and rounding it up is also wine." ”

Frost Butterfly: (0~0)

Although she didn't seem to be happy, Frostbutterfly finally drank the grape juice.

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

According to Mo Feng, wine is not a good thing for human beings, and ordinary people who drink too much will lower their minds, making people become retarded and mentally retarded with dull and unquick thinking.

Although there is a saying that drinking is pleasant, it is difficult to guarantee that people will not drink too much.

But to the fairies, wine is just a simple fragrant drink.

However, if the goblin scholar drinks every day, it will lower the image of the goblin in the eyes of other races, so there is a rule in the goblin township that the scholar is only allowed to drink freely during holidays.

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

For the elves, they celebrate their birthdays every day.

"Would you like to have a drink?"

At this moment, Isengard handed Ian a purple 'drink', and Ian smelled a little bit of wine in addition to thinking of his brother Elan's eyes.

He wanted to refuse, but he heard Isengard's happy voice: "This is what I brewed!" And after today, Ian, you're an adult, and you can drink a little bit of alcohol. ”

"Actually, sublimators don't get drunk with a barrel, I'm just habitually maintaining a habit."

Since it was made by Isengard himself, there was no need for Ian to maintain it, he took a sip, raised his eyebrows, and said with some surprise: "This is ...... Focus on potions? ”

The drink brewed by Isengard, or rather, a special potion tastes very good.

It has a kind of 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 in the abdomen, you can clearly feel the improvement of attention, perception, energy and other aspects, and even the physical strength has recovered a lot, and there is a feeling of stretching the vision: "It also has the ingredients of physical strength medicine!" ”

Ian closed his eyes, perceived them, and then opened them in amazement, "This is a high-level elite compound potion!" Just such a small cup is enough to restore almost half the energy of an ordinary sublimator! ”

"At critical moments, this is an excellent tonic for a quick recovery."

Saying this, Ian noticed Esengard's expectant expression, and then boasted: "The most important thing is that it tastes good - it tastes really good, you know, whether it is a concentration potion or a physical potion that doesn't taste very good, one is spicy and the other is bland and tasteless, but Esengard, you have converted the spicy into a taste similar to wine, so that most people can accept it!" ”

"Uh-huh! I call it 'Shushu', and it's the first potion I developed independently. ”

Although it is only a fusion of two known potions, as we all know, fusion is also a very advanced alchemy method, especially since Isengard can actually not reduce the potency of the potion, but also add extra flavor - this method can really be called a genius.

Ian and Esengard had two drinks, and when the two sat down to talk, Ian realized that Ethan hadn't been used to eating solid food lately, but he also understood the importance of taste.

It was obviously unrealistic to ask him to go back and drink the physical potion every day, so the blonde boy thought about it and decided to improve the taste of the physical strength potion.

But after such a period of research, he found that it might be difficult to change the physical strength potion alone, but if the effects of different alchemy potions were fused, the taste would naturally change accordingly, so he turned around and researched the compound potion, and the results came out.

Shujiu is obviously a luxury, both as a potion and as a sublimation drink, its effect is quite significant, and it is expensive, and the average sublimator simply cannot afford to use it.

But for the nobles of the imperial capital, no matter how expensive the wine is, it is useless, and those sublimation drinks that are too exciting have long been tired of drinking, Ethan sees that Ian's feedback is so good, and plans to make a little more, and give it to a few alchemy masters as gifts when the time comes, if they still have opinions, then improve it and give it to their mother.

This is a birthday present, and Ian is very happy, this is a new alchemy idea for him, worthy of Isengard, and sure enough, he knows what he likes best.

As for the elves, Ian prepared the elves' favorite 'Fire Dragon Soup' for Ian. ”

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

Ian didn't know how to describe the deliciousness of this soup for a while, but if anything, it was probably the taste of the sea.

Then, in a birch-like and ostentatious tone, he learned the origin of the soup.

First of all, it is made by the frost butterfly at an ultra-low temperature to freeze the shells and meat of various seafood, and then completely crush it.

Hua Di picks out the worthless calcium powder and bone residue meat puree among them, and refines the purest taste.

Finally, there is Mo Feng, who uses the boiled broth stock and the right amount of ultrasonic vibration to make the purification of the seafood perfectly integrated with the soup.

- It's molecular cuisine at all!

Ian has experienced a part of fairy food, and it seems that these little things have a unique understanding of food, and they will probably be able to taste a lot of similar delicacies when they go to Goblin Township in the future.

"Then why is it called dragon soup?"

While everyone was enjoying the taste of the sea with a small bowl of fire dragon soup, Ian asked with some curiosity, "There are no Demon Beast materials from the Fire Dragon series here." ”

"It's easy."

Hua Di 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 one afternoon, and the whole goblin exuded a very heavy fresh fragrance, but when he was swaying on the beach, he was swallowed by a passing Liaoyuan dragon." ”

"Although he ran out in the end, he was very embarrassed, and in order to commemorate this interesting process, we called this soup 'fire dragon soup', that is, the soup that the fire dragon found delicious!"