To Claude's surprise, it was almost nine o'clock when he got home, but there were still several carriages parked in front of the big red brick house, and it seemed that there were still a few guests who had not left.
"No, it's so late at night. Why haven't you left yet?" When I walked in, there were no customers in the restaurant. My mother was mopping the floor with a mop. The smell of alcohol and vomit could still be faintly smelled in the air.
In this era without air fresheners, all my mother could do was to open the windows and doors, hoping that the evening breeze would bring fresh air.
Seeing her second son coming in, the mother straightened up and asked, "Why are you back so late? Have you eaten yet?"
"I've eaten." Claude nodded: "I ate at Ike's place. He said that my father was having a banquet that night, so I didn't come back."
Putting down his schoolbag, Claude went up and took the mop: "Mother, I'll do it, there are still guests here."
"Well," mother pointed upstairs: "They are in the study. Your father seems to be talking to them about investment. They had a fierce argument just now. No need to delay there, I have already delayed it."
"By the way, where are Anna and Booker?"
"Booker was taking a nap just now, so I asked Anna to take him to the third floor to sleep first. There were many guests today, and Booker was very excited and made a lot of noise all night, but now he has finally calmed down."
Mother sat on the chair. It seemed that she was very tired tonight.
"By the way, Claude, do you want anything to eat? The chef tonight is Pied, who made a lot of delicious food. I specially left a portion for you in the kitchen. If you want to eat, I will go and give it to you. "Bring it over"
"No, mother, I had a full meal tonight. Father, when will they finish?"
"What's wrong? You need to find your father?"
"No, I want to go to the study room to get the Ancient Hertz dictionary. I need it for class tomorrow."
"Then wait a little longer. I think they should have finished discussing it soon. How about you go upstairs first, and then come down and get it after your father sends away the guests."
"Okay then, the floor is mopped, I'll go upstairs first."
Returning to his attic, he suppressed his inner excitement, lit the oil lamp, closed the door, and threw himself at his schoolbag.
The silver hair card for my sister and the pirate doll for my brother. These two can be given to them tomorrow morning and put aside for now. Claude tremblingly took out the magic cookbook from his school bag, opened it, and focused his attention on the brown pages by the light of the oil lamp. Soon, the pages began to change again, and those dark blue ancient pages Lines of Hertzian text appear on the ivory white pages.
At this time, Claude wanted to go down with a knife and drive away all the guests in the study, and then bring up the ancient Hertzian dictionary. As long as you have that dictionary in hand, it will be easy to decipher such dark blue ancient Hertzian writing. Even though there are some grammatical errors, you can roughly understand what it means when you translate the words one by one.
But now Claude still has to suppress his impatience and wait patiently for the guests to leave. I have been holding back for most of the day, and I don't care if I wait a little longer. Even if my heart feels like countless ants crawling around, I must be able to endure it at this time.
But during this waiting time, I might be able to do something else. Claude suddenly remembered whether this page of the magic cookbook was the only one with these dark blue ancient Hertzian words, or was it the same on other pages? He might as well give it a try.
There are seventeen pages of recipes in total, and each page records how to make a dish. The first page, the second page, the third page, the fifth page, the eighth page, the tenth page, those dark blue fonts will appear on every page.
Claude was getting more and more excited. It was obvious that this recipe book must be a disguise, and the dark blue fonts hidden by it were the real focus. If there are only one page of this cookbook with these blue ancient Hertzian words, then this may be just a clue, just like those legends describe, a treasure map is hidden in a certain book.
But this cookbook only has seventeen pages. Now we have turned to the tenth page. Each page will change and these dark blue fonts will appear. This shows that the cookbook itself is a magic book, and the recipes are just a cover-up. .
Just like Ike, Boa and the others, and that old Munch grocery store