The woman wearing a tight-fitting grass green dress sat on an armchair with a velvet blanket, took a sip of red wine from the glass, closed her eyes and let the aroma in her mouth dance several times on the tip of her tongue. Fengyun Pinting's figure,
It rises and falls with the breath, swaying.
"Smooth and smooth, with just the right amount of sourness and sweetness, and just the right astringency. This must be the new wine produced in Aidoliak. It is sunny in the spring and picked in the early summer..." The woman opened her eyes hazy, her beautiful face full of intoxication.
With an expression on her face, she looked at the glass in her hand: "Red wine and this crystal holy object are really a perfect match. If you can add Silver Ring City's "Roasted Fruit Feast" at this time, do you know? It's the royal family's
The most famous snack. Fruit slices soaked in honey, sprinkled with cashews, almonds and pine nuts, roasted carefully over a slow fire, bite into it, the taste..."
"Do you like that glass and red wine? They are all given to you. Talk less and drink more!" He interrupted the other party rudely. Sitting opposite the woman was an old man with gray hair and beard, wearing a sloppy work suit.
He was wearing a long gown, his two long and thick white eyebrows were trembling slightly, he was flipping through a stack of papers filled with calculations and data in one hand, and he grabbed a bottle of red wine and poured it directly into his mouth.
Seeing the other party's rough drinking style, the woman cast a look of disdain. She used the soft cloth she brought with her to carefully wipe away the traces of wine on the glass, wrapped it up, and put it in her suitcase.
"Let's get down to business, Theodore. Someone in the Presbyterian Church has been very dissatisfied with you recently." The woman in green's words made the old man who was busy flipping through the paper not even raise his head.
The woman was a little annoyed and patted the table in front of her: "The funds you used last month were three times that of the previous month. You are still unwilling to report on your research progress. Moreover, the number of alien species you are sending to the "Legion of Disputes" is increasing.
The less.”
"By the way, there was also the battle at Fort Watch last week. Not only did the experiments of the "Relief Society" fail to complete their tasks, I heard that they also violated orders and fled the battlefield. Do you know? I spent a lot of time on this matter.
It took a lot of effort to defeat the group of barbarians in the north!"
Just as the woman was about to continue complaining, there was an unhurried knock on the door of the room. The old man put down the wine bottle and tapped three times on the armrest of the chair. A man dressed as a farmer opened the door and walked in.
Beside the old man, he leaned down and whispered something.
"Oh! Are you here?!"
The old man raised his thick eyebrows, which was completely different from his previous attitude, and he happily put down the paper in his hand.
The woman in green sitting opposite him took a sip of wine and said with a smile, "Has our guest arrived?"
Theodore raised his eyebrows, glared at the other party, and yelled angrily: "Rachel, remember, that is my guest, you came uninvited!"
The woman didn't pay any attention to the old man's harsh words. She wiped away the wine stains on her lips with a plain white handkerchief, straightened the wrinkles on her clothes, and said with a smile: "What does it matter? I came to see you."
At that time, I happened to hear that this distinguished guest was coming to visit. It was a fateful encounter for everyone to meet. Besides, I really have something to do, and I hope to talk to him..."
"Rachel, don't blame me, an old man, for not warning you. This is my territory. You'd better put away the dirty tricks of the 'Presbyterian Church'!" The violence in the old man's eyes flashed, and he cleared away the things on the table.
paper, and said to the waiter: "Take the guests to the main living room and let the chefs start preparing dinner, the best dinner!"
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Expensive oil paintings, expensive carpets, shiny gold ornaments, Todd stood in an extremely luxurious reception hall, with a very discordant and contradictory feeling in his mind.
Judging from its location and appearance, this place with such high-end decoration and luxurious interior is actually an agricultural product warehouse in an inconspicuous small village in the south of Yuexi Plain, less than a day's carriage ride from Muxi Town.
Seemingly seeing the confusion in Todd's eyes, he tilted his head and said in a somewhat strange tone: "When you meet the president later, no matter what he says or does, please maintain the necessary respect. Well... he has some
……eccentric……"
Todd looked at the other party with a cold face: "Can he be weirder than you?"
Throat looked into Todd's eyes and said, "Father, remember my words, never try to anger this old man."
Todd was about to ask again when a loud voice interrupted his thoughts.
"Mr. Todd! I've wanted to see you for a long time, but unfortunately I haven't been able to find the time. I didn't expect you to come to me first!" A tall and sturdy old man wearing factory clothes walked towards him quickly.
Her figure, her strong face, and her unforgettable thick white eyebrows.
Todd was a little surprised. He turned his gaze to his throat for verification. The old man in front of him, who looked and dressed like a blacksmith, could he be the president of the "Relief Society"?!
Throatbone rolled his eyes, shrugged, and nodded.
Because Todd came in a hurry, he was still wearing the gray work clothes worn in the laboratory under his cloak. The old man walked up to him, looked at the long coat on the other person's body that was stained with colorful reagents, and then glanced at himself.
Wearing a canvas-like workshop uniform, his face showed a rare joy and joy. He patted the other person's back hard and laughed. Although it was the first time they met, they looked like they were old friends whom they hadn't seen for many years.
Like a friend, Theodore affectionately picked up the astonished Todd and led him deeper into the hall.
When the latter was walking across the room, a light green figure flashed past his eyes, but he could not remember his face, only the green eyes were still in his mind.
Following the footsteps of the president of the "Relief Society", he opened the door at the end of the hall, and the room that appeared in front of Todd made him almost forget to think. There were several huge wooden tables inside, filled with people.
Something all too familiar.
There are sketches of furnaces for refining silver, materials for chemical experiments, flow charts for preparing reagents, and even a replica of a microscope that you made yourself!
"Here...here is..." Todd looked a little confused. This was just like a replica of his own laboratory, except that the materials were rougher and the equipment was more nondescript, but it could really be seen.
The owner who made these put a lot of effort into them.
Theodore picked up a sketch of a refining furnace and said with excitement: "I specially asked an artist to draw this. I also have a wooden model of this furnace, but it's a pity that it's not here."
He picked up another drawing full of chemical equations and reaction paths, and said loudly: "This is the note that I bribed those greedy people to copy for me when the church was transporting your alchemical materials to Silver Ring City.
It’s already a manuscript I read every day.”
Then, he carefully picked up the imitation microscope and said happily: "This is the most amazing thing I have ever seen! This instrument of yours is simply a work of genius. It can magnify everything a hundred times. Through it
, I can see many things that I couldn't see before, it's amazing..."
"Mr. President..." Seeing the old man talking more and more enthusiastically, Todd was a little confused. Could it be that the other party came to him just to show him this?