Cultivators at the Wizarding Academy

Chapter 9 The Shy Little Boy

The boy instinctively leaned back, as if the beautiful little girl in front of him was a monstrous monster.

"You really are shy." Silver Moon blinked her long eyelashes, her eyes full of slyness.

Greenfield secretly observed her fiancé's behavior and felt increasingly satisfied. If it were any other noble young man encountering such a cute girl, he would probably be following her around every day, showering her with attention and care. But he knew his limits and, even when she took the initiative to flirt with him, he knew to keep his distance.

"My name is Silver Moon, and I come from the Kingdom of Ilanti. Hello, sisters."

The silver-haired loli lifted the intricately patterned hem of her skirt and gave a graceful, impeccable bow.

"Ilanti is a country full of artistic atmosphere," Taiya habitually praised.

"I've heard that there are many beautiful people in the Kingdom of Ilanti," the taciturn Greenfield suddenly spoke up.

Rumor has it that good-looking people are highly sought after in the Kingdom of Ilanti. The majority of the population is attracted to appearances, and beautiful people have more opportunities. Through generations of selective breeding, the overall appearance of the Kingdom of Ilanti surpasses that of its neighboring countries.

"Both of you are very beautiful. You'll definitely be popular at Elaine's." The silver-haired loli's mouth seemed to be coated with honey.

Tai'an, too lazy to watch the girls flattering each other, walked out with his hands behind his back, adopting a masculine demeanor, and went to the kitchen to supervise Mussophie's work progress.

"Young master, would you like to cook two more dishes?" the butler asked tentatively.

"You decide what to do!" the boy said sullenly.

Three women sat in a row on the sofa, a handmade genuine leather sofa with a modern ergonomic design, moderate softness, and a super comfortable feel.

"Xiao An, you really know how to enjoy yourself..." Taiya said with a look of contentment, lying in a comfortable position.

In order to order a satisfactory sofa, Tai'an personally gave a lot of suggestions to the craftsmen in the area, and the sofa was reworked several times.

Even the substandard products from the first few batches were treasured by Father Tyron, who would often show them off and promote them when entertaining guests, thus enriching the territory's revenue.

"What a comfortable sofa! Where did you buy it?" Yin Yue asked curiously, as expected.

"The artisans of the Blue Rose Territory make handcrafted items. If you are interested in purchasing, please find the dwarf blacksmith, Great Hammer, who is in charge of the blacksmith's workshop," Taiya enthusiastically promoted in fluent speech.

"So it's a masterpiece by a dwarven craftsman," Silvermoon murmured, slightly realizing. But then she thought again, something seemed off. Aren't dwarves supposed to be skilled blacksmiths? Sofas primarily involve woodworking or leather craftsmanship!

Little did people know that the real secret of a sofa lies in the springs inside the seat cushions. As for the leather craftsmanship on the surface, it presents virtually no challenge for leather craftsmen in various territories to imitate.

Directly in front of the sofa is a huge landscape painting. The background is a beautiful green pastoral scene, with the leaves of the trees on the grassland still swaying.

Another world version of television - live broadcast.

By using the inscription array to receive signals from the magic network, several fixed programs can be played. For example, a weather forecast station, a news station, a martial arts competition station, a variety show station, and a music station.

At the same time, there are no more than five channels, which limits the range of choices.

For more entertainment, one can rent or buy video crystals, which are roughly equivalent to otherworldly discs, except that the projected images are clearer and have a 3D effect.

The kitchen was filled with delicious aromas.

Mussofi skillfully tossed the wok; stir-frying requires even heating for better taste.

Stir-fried bird eggs with tomatoes, Mapo tofu, stir-fried green cabbage hearts, and stir-fried dragon pepper with earthworm leg meat.

Four dishes, along with a stewed meat broth, were served one by one on the table.

Tai'an deliberately asked Mussofi to make it spicier, fearing they would get addicted and come looking for her every day.

"Dinner's ready!"

The panda man placed the steaming basket in the center of the dining table and respectfully stepped aside.

"Eat up, don't be shy." The boy suppressed the upward curve of his lips; when he got ruthless, he would even betray his own sister.

"Only three dishes and a bowl of soup?" The silver-haired loli looked puzzled.

For nobles to treat their guests like this is far too disrespectful.

"Today is a bit special. My brother just arrived, and we weren't planning to entertain any guests, so we didn't have enough ingredients," Taiya explained to her brother naturally.

Yinyue nodded slightly, revealing an expression of understanding.

Tai'an served himself a bowl of rice and skillfully used bamboo chopsticks to pick up food. As for the others at the table, they all used silver knives and forks.

The silver-haired loli clumsily served rice, accidentally spilling some on the table; she was clearly a pampered young lady who never did anything herself.

In comparison, Tyree and Greenfield are much more down-to-earth.

Not wanting to waste food, Musophie, who was waiting to the side, hurriedly stepped forward to scrape the rice grains off the table and wiped it with a clean white towel: "Miss Silvermoon, would you like someone to serve you?"

Silvermoon thought for three seconds and said seriously, "No need, I can do it myself."

Those trying stir-fry for the first time will find it very novel. The unique flavor and rich, aromatic broth. Despite using ordinary ingredients, the taste and texture are perfectly enhanced, elevated by the oil and various seasonings.

Yinyue gradually grew to like the food on the table. Her little mouth was burning red from the spiciness, but she couldn't bear to stop eating. After a few bites, she calmed herself down and said, "Not bad, very good. I admit your family's chef is very skilled... Could you send my family's chef over to learn from me?"

"I'm sorry! The recipes are confidential..."

Tai'an had no intention of developing a deep relationship with the silver-haired loli; he just wanted to get rid of her as soon as possible.

"You stingy little devil!" Silver Moon glared fiercely, her eyes wide. "Don't worry, I'll reciprocate. How about a hundred gold coins?"

The scene suddenly fell silent.

Taiya wanted to agree for Taian, knowing that her allowance each semester was only one hundred gold coins.

Just by sending a chef to learn how to cook, you can get three hundred cows in return. Since we don't own a restaurant, why not?

"Do I look like someone who's short of money?" The boy glanced at him sideways, his tone quite disdainful.

He was, after all, the heir to an earldom; how could a mere few hundred gold coins change his principles?

"Two hundred gold coins!" The rich little girl's words were a year's living expenses for Taiya.

It should be noted that many minor nobles on the borderlands could only accumulate a few hundred gold coins through a lifetime of hard work.

"I don't lack money." Tai'an was slightly tempted, but still refused to agree.

"Otherwise, I'll pay you and eat here from now on." Yin Yue suddenly had a brilliant idea and thought it was very feasible, excitedly pounding her palms with her little fists.

Even less likely, Tai'an quickly changed his tune, choosing the lesser of two evils: "I can give you the recipe for free, but don't bother me in the future, and don't let it get out."

(End of this chapter)