Eve and the dragons cooked in the southwestern part of the town of Vixen. The campsite was on the south side of the town and the safety zone was on the west side, so the southwest sector in the middle became a hub for non-combatants.

Raise a tent with the guards and build a barricade in case anything happens.... Eve and the others start cooking inside.

"Borealis may be cold. Maybe you want to make something to keep your body warm?

Well, so it is. I love that dish that warms up from the bottom of my body. "

"" "" Is that it?

"Speaking of winter, it's probably pot-baked udon noodles!

And Eve, trying to make udon as usual. I have no objection to her proposal.... Today's cooking was supposed to produce hot pot-baked udon noodles.

While mixing wheat, water, and seasonings, knead the dough to make noodles, and in the meantime, take stock from the marine monster to make soup. As a precaution, the dragons, which are marine monsters, are not holding up their bodies and collecting broth. I use bonito stock made with clean katsuo monsters. Well, they're not the ones doing the juice picking.

Among them, a delicious fragrance began to enter the scent. The smell spreads on the wind to the surrounding buildings... Gradually, the people of the town begin to appear in front of the Eves who cook.

Around noon, in front of Eve's tent, there was no one to tell them. The people who lived in the town lined up. Among them, there were fewer younger children than Eve, and everyone was looking enviously at Eve cooking, waiting for the cooking to be completed now or now.

Then the cooking is finished and the offering begins to be made to the people in line.

Most of the people in the town lined up were thinking of having the dishes divided into the dishes they had brought from home, and everybody was lined up with dishes of different sizes and designs. So, to put it simply, the more big dishes you have, the more meals you'll get... Eve and his colleagues were also convinced of how to deal with the injustice--

"Yes, 1 servings!" Zabbah.

--It seems that by adding the same amount of soup as one person's egg and the same amount of noodles as one person's egg with a hole, we were making a quantitative meal. It seems that the brave men inherited the know-how they had cultivated in the cooking up to now.

However, there is trouble with cooking a quantitative meal. Although it is fair in a sense to serve the same amount of meals to large adults and small children, it is also unfair from another standpoint - especially from a nutritional standpoint... There were not many people who felt that the quantity was insufficient.

"That's not enough! More! More!

One of the men makes such a voice. As Eve and his friends cooked for free, no one could complain if they chose not to accept his claim and refuse.

But Eve and the others seem to have decided to respond without ignoring his claims. Because it was woven from the beginning that the objection would rise.

"If you want to eat more, do you want to pay... or do you want to talk to the receptionist there because they might be offering you a job where you can get more vouchers for cooking or get paid?

And Eve shouted loudly to those on the spot. Those who had the money then paid an extra fee to get a meal, and those who had no money went to work - especially to take part in the town's reconstruction project - to get a job offer.

As we mourn the people of the city in this way, the day passes and people become neglected. And watching the timing, they finished cooking.

And it seemed to those that came to the cooking that almost all of them had satisfactorily eaten udon, and a great many demanded a refill. As far as we can see, the udon made by Eve's people is a huge boom, and there's --

"Oops! You're making my stall go up! What are you gonna do?

There was also a grocery store clerk who came to complain... After eating Eve's udon,

Shit!

He rang his tongue and went back to his stall. Apparently, they admitted the defeat of the taste.

As a result, rumors of their cooking penetrate the whole town. This triggers unexpected developments... Eve, who was cooking just thinking about the people of the town at this time, must not have been able to imagine.