Volume 9 Chapter 28: A Stable And Consistent Flavor
Gus was already in the kitchen. Keith nodded, “Gus, we’re preparing a lot for today.” With the queen and grand duchess here, it was time to pull out all the stops!
“Mmhmm! I will follow your lead on this,” Gus grinned. It had been quite some time since he had followed his boss’s directions.
“What will we be making today?”
“A carmelized onion pasta with cloud pig sauce. Then, a smoked orc steak would be on the side of that.”
“Smoked?”
“I got it here,” A beautiful brown slab of meat appeared on the table.
“The aroma is incredible!” The first thing that was hit with was the aroma.
“Mmhmm, the aroma is incredible with this.” I guess I will need to build them a smoker; it was a must since, after eating something like this, they would need it.
“Boss, what did you marinate this with?” There was something different with this meat; something translucent and spices were placed on top.
“Some honey and spices.” The dragon bee honey had some compounds that made meat softer than it should be.
“Dice some onions into the pot and add some butter to it. That will take some time.” Making caramelized onions would take a lot of time.
Keith sliced the orc meat into slices. I can sear it later, just pat it down for now.
Time for the stock. Keith boiled a pot of water. Then he had taken out dried cloud pig meat. In an instant, the meat melted, turning the water into a golden color.
“Amazing.” Gus blinked. He had never seen meat dissipate like salt.
“Boss, I think the onions are done.” Keith looked over and saw the onions had finished browning.
“Good, I’m going to add some spices to it,” Herbs were tossed into the spice mixture. Next, add the cloud pig stock and cream. The sauce slowly formed.
“Now for the steaks,” Keith placed the meat on the pan. The golden crust formed, and he was excited. While he watched,
“Everyone, you can go to the dining room.”
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“Understood, Son.” William coughed as everyone quickly headed to the dining room. It was time for them to have a feast.
“Presenting cream onion pasta with smoked orc steak on the side.” Keith grinned. That was when everyone started to dine.
“This is amazing,”
“It was worth it coming here,” Violet and Thalia savored each bite, with Sophia staring at them. Her gaze said it all. Mooch.
Carolyn and Krystal continued to eat as well. As they did,
“Big Brother, when will the chocolate factory be made?”
“Chocolate factory?” William and the others tilted their heads; this was their first time hearing about this. They know about chocolate from the cake they ate. But to make a factory? This was new.
Keith explained, “I’m planning to open one in the city. But it won’t happen any time soon. May is still finding a patch of land. Also, I need to find more workers as well.” This would take some time.
“Aww,” The two little ones pouted.
“Do you really want to eat chocolate that badly?”
“Yes!" It wasn’t even one of them; multiple people had said this at once! The others were quite eager about the factory as well.
“…Going to take some time.” Keith went with this at the end. After they finished their meal, they all went to do their own thing. Violet and Thalia went with Sophia to talk about some things.
While that occurred, Keith knocked on the door, “Who is it?”
“Brother, it’s me.”
“Hmm, come in.” When Keith entered his room, he saw rows of books and a lot of different plans all across the room. “Woah, you’re really hard at work.”
“Of course, I’ve been working on some designs for magic tools.” Besides helping out the territory, Alvin became a magic engineer who focused on creating new items that could benefit the lives of others.
“I wanted to ask you about making something.”
“Hmm?” Alvin was interested.
“I want to build a machine that makes espresso.”
“Ohohoh,” Alvin grinned, “That’s good. But you have the stovetop? Is there a problem with it?”
“Yeah, the stovetop works alright. But the quality is the issue.” From time to time, Keith would make a batch that was lacking. Sometimes, it would be too watery, while the other was too bitter. He wanted the machine to give him a more concrete drink.
“Do you have the design?”
“Mmhmm.”
“You’re saying that pressure for the heat from the water is what makes the espresso, right? But the problem is that you want to make it more controlled to create a stable and consistent flavor?” Alvin stared at the design Keith had made for the stovetop.
“Yeah. Woah, you got the gist so fast.”
"Of course,” Alvin grinned.
“But I will have grounded coffee in this cup where it drips down.” Keith then took out a small design of the machine version.
“I see,” Alvin nodded as he stared at the design, “I think I can make the interior of it first. But the outside we’ll-“
“I have Orin helping out with that. He said he was going to help with making the design.”
“Haha, you always have everything ready,” Alvin laughed, “Alright, I will try to make the machine work before anything.”
“Mmhmm! Thank you so much, Big Brother.”
“I’m also excited for the drink.” He was also an avid espresso drinker.
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While Keith was discussing with Alvin, May had the darkest expression ever. And Mel sighed, “At some point, you need to tell him off.”
“I can’t. How am I supposed to do that?”
“Then ask the young master to do it for you.”
“I don’t want that!” This was her situation; why should she bring Keith into this mess? It was definitely asking for trouble!
“Why shouldn’t you? After all, don’t you-“
“I’m not.” May shook her head. She couldn’t be thinking like that.
“What about him?”
“…”