(It's too late...)
The time is after eleven o'clock at lunch. Though the promised time has passed, Takahiro never shows up.
He's kind of like falling asleep until lunch on Sunday, so I figured there was no choice but to be somewhat late... but when I can actually be late, I kind of get a little depressed. I feel like an idiot when I get there half an hour early.
"Ha..."
Because of that, I gave it to you. I'm going to ask your mother to help me pick out some cute clothes for this season. I have a cream colored cot at the top, layered with a few cots not to be too flashy, and my favorite (though cheap) little hairpin fastened to my hair.
I've just brushed my shoes, and my hair's combed in my mind. I brushed my teeth three times for some reason. With all that fuzziness, I finally got here... I can't help it if they're not coming.
It's been long enough since the time I promised.
I don't know, I was looking forward to it, but I wonder if Takahiro wasn't. That's just when I started to get to my head until I had a nasty thought...... pretend, [Cole] ringtone rang.
When I checked with him, it was Takahiro. I was relieved that it wasn't forgotten, but at the same time, I wanted to complain about one of them.
I received a [call] from Takahiro and tried to say a few small novels so that I could be thrust into a chest sprout that I wasn't sure what it was.
"Hello? Takahiro? Hey, now, where..."
"Oh, a caorle? Where? Have you left the house yet?
"What?"
"Has the house left yet?"... eh? Instead of the house, I'm already at the rendezvous place...
"Was that a little hard to understand?" Street Street Third Square "has a bronze statue of a girl in the center, so mark it..."
... Huh? "Street Street Third Square"......?
Turn around and look back. There is a bronze statue of a "boy" standing on a pedestal and a plate inscribed "Street Street Square II"......!
Wrong!! That's right! That's right, the rendezvous is "Street Third Square"! I wasn't sure because I was still blurry when I got here!
"Oh, I'm sorry! I'll be right there!"
As it is, me running to "Street Street Third Square" where he waits, without waiting for a reply from Takahiro. Ah, ah! My hair is messed up because of it! My shoes get dusty too! Oh... why is this happening?
"I'm sorry, I'm so sorry!
"No, it doesn't matter. It's hard for a guy who's not used to it. Sorry."
It was Takahiro, who looked sorry the other way, waiting for me as I let him out of breath and rushed to the square a little further away.
"No, Takahiro said it wasn't bad! Because I didn't check properly..."
"No, if I had decided on a better place to meet..."
"Yeah, I..."
"No, no, I..."
With each other, "I'm bad, I'm bad," we bow our heads. The people on the road look at us like that and look suspicious. When I realized that, I was kind of embarrassed...
"Ha, ha, what are you doing, us"
"Pfft, you're right. That's crazy."
Nature and laughter have crept up. Yeah, I can't help but care less. Neither Takahiro nor I are angry, so let's get this story over with! We exhaled loudly and laughed lightly again to change the subject and feelings.
"Now, as planned, do you want to go with the street reconnaissance? You want something to eat?
Takahiro, who stretched out so much, asks me that. But even if they tell me what I want to eat, I'm in trouble. I'm not that familiar with this city, and I've never even looked around decently that it's a street street.
Although I had my eye on opening stores around the square while waiting for Takahiro, there were many things I couldn't even imagine what they tasted like.
Let's leave this to Takahiro, who seems used to stalls.
"Yeah, I can do anything"
"Yeah? Really? Then..."
That's how he squeals and starts thinking with his hands on his mouth. Takahiro. Maybe he's putting together a candidate for the recommended stall he went through. From what Yumi asks, Takahiro's stall lovers are quite something. This is going to be dependable!
"Hey, meat or fish, which one do you want?
"Then... uh..."
Meat or fish, huh?
The village of Zipania, where I was born and raised, is a poor place, when it comes to meat, of beasts hunted in the mountains, all with a slightly stronger habit. So even the meat of sheep and pigs normally sold in Gran Feria can't wait to taste good.
Even seafood. Unlike river fish, which are heavily out of reach, all the sea fish have rich flavors and fats… Shellfish also have a dusty, rather interesting texture and a flavor that spreads over the twitching tongue.
Oh which way......!?
Both are good, I'm lost......
Takahiro smiled furiously when he saw me, who couldn't even decide between those two choices.
"Yeah, no, you didn't like or dislike caorle either. Then why don't you try pinching things?
"Oh, yeah, I'll take care of it..."
Me, right now, they don't think I'm the one who wants to eat that and this, do they? Ugh... what an embarrassment... no! No, no, no, no! This is a study for street prosperity! Not if you're worried about this and you're squashing your ass! Really, I need to get some street tricks.
To do that, there's only a storm in a popular stall! Look around pah, discover a lively stall, and pull Takahiro there. And I turned to the store owner's uncle, and my voice ordered high.
"Uncle! Give me the best in this store!
"Aye, then," Snow Cow "skewers. One silver coin."
"Yeah, a piece of silver... Huh?
One silver coin...... Huh? One silver coin on a skewer......?
Huh? One silver coin????
If you say a piece of silver, that's it, right? It's a price you can eat at any one of Mampu Pavilion's meals, right? Oh, if you took it to the butcher, you'd buy some pretty good meat, wouldn't you?
That's a little big for skewering, but still a piece of silver with this little meat......!? That's about a third of my price right now!?
Huh? Yeah? It's a junior district stall, right here......!?
Me stiff to the price of a skewer that jumped through my imagination. It was Takahiro who came out in front of me like that and exchanged skewers and silver coins.
"Look, let's go"
"Oh, yeah..."
Keep cheating and me pulling back to where I was. Next door, Takahiro was grinning bitterly with a "Snow Cow" skewer.
"Ha ha... Masa, I should get my hands on" Snow Cow "skewers... well, that sounds good, this"
That said, Takahiro lets you try to lift the freshly baked skewer to the height of your eyes. Still hot enough to play chili and fat it scatters a good smell that stimulates your stomach with the rising hot air.
I see, at this level, you can offer it without hesitation as the tastiest. That's all the charm was in this skewer...?
"Hey, why did you buy it!?
Yes, no matter how tasty it may seem, it's unlikely that a single skewer will have a single piece of silver. If you don't have the luxury, it's the amount you can eat three meals!
"Why... you pulled it to the store, you ordered it caorle, right? I thought this was what you wanted to eat when you said you were going to buy it right after I left it to you?
Well, yeah... I'm the one who ordered it ~...
"So, but a piece of silver is expensive, right?
Yeah, I knew there couldn't be a single piece of silver coin. Instead of stalls, they're way too expensive compared to what they sell in stores in the Intermediate District!
... Ha!? also, could this be what i hear rumors......!? The city was a horrible place to be...
"Hey," Snow Cow "is a fancy ingredient, right? I think it's more of a conscience to eat a single piece of silver coin."
"Yes?"
I can't believe it's luxury ingredients, why are you selling it in the street? Huh...? I don't know, there's too much I don't know today. My head is going to hang on.
"Fine, tell him to try it while it's not cold. Here."
"Oh, yeah......"
So I also honestly received the pressed skewer and carried it straight to my mouth. He returned to me shortly afterwards, "Oh, I can't return it!" The moment I thought... in my mouth, the meat melted.
(Yep!? What is this, what is this...!?
Weird. This should be "meat". It's not that kind of meat that gets stuck in your mouth. "Meat" is a delicious but chewy substitute, and if you chew poorly, you have a hard time chewing it off.
Yet when this "Snow Cow" meat...... it's chewy. After biting off the meat, the overflowing gravy comes out. Up to this point, it's just like regular meat. Yet then it's completely different.
After some teeth are eaten up and a pleasant bite is enjoyed...... suddenly, the meat runs out of bites. Then the meat thickens in his mouth and then slips into the back of his pharynx. I'm sure the meat sauce is completely different from the cheap meat.
But it's not just fat. The definitive flavour of gravy also remains in the mouth. If it were just fat, gravy, it wouldn't taste so rich. The fat and gravy, the pleasant bites on it, and their perfect balance make this skewer grill something that I don't think is just "meat".
Try it and you'll see. This is certainly worth a piece of silver coin. No, it still inspired me to even think it was cheap. I get obsessed and cheek up some slightly larger meat to eat in one bite.
There is only one more piece of meat left. Oh, delicious things, why are they gone so fast?
Just one more bottle, let's buy it...... what are you doing I uhhhhhh!!!?
"Oh, sorry, Takahiro! I'm sorry I ate so much..."
A frightening offering with both hands of a skewer roasted with only a slice of stab. This was bought by Takahiro. You fed me, 'cause maybe you were going to say, "You can taste it if you want to slice it."
And yet, I can't believe you forgot to eat too much because of how good it is... my chest is getting painful because of my sorry and pity.
But Takahiro, who once received the skewer, laughed blatantly.
"Fine, fine." Snow Cow "doesn't taste good. That's what I was like when I first ate, too. I've eaten a few times, that's all I need. Mugg...... yeah, it's good"
That being said, Takahiro, who pulled the meat out of the skewer a long time ago, laughs, "Don't worry," as he moves his mouth. But you can't do that. A piece of silver is a pretty good amount. We should probably return the "Snow Cow" skewer bill here.
"Um, Takahiro, this..."
Remove the sachet from the pocket and try to pull out a piece of silver coin from inside. But Takahiro, who sees it, hastily tries to stop it.
"Wait, wait! Nothing, you don't have to pay me! Originally, I bought it to separate it from the caorle!
"But..."
"Really good! In the first place, I meant to take all the street trips today, didn't I? It's so light."
"What!?
All, Takahiro said he'd pay for it... no matter how much, it doesn't! For what I eat, it's natural for me to pay!?
"No! Look, if it's money, I've got the pennies I've been accumulating... right? I said I'd pay for it myself."
That being said, trying to get me to hold the silver coin in my hand trying to push it back is hard for me to accept. Also ~, Takahiro is a compulsive place in a weird place!
"So you're telling me, aren't you? I know, I know. Sometimes you eat rice on Sundays, and sometimes you buy ingredients in Caorle's own stomach, right?
"Become...!? How do you know!?
I bet you don't remember telling anyone... even Yummy. That's something I never told her. Especially since I was trying to keep it out of Takahiro's ear... hey, why?
Confused by unexpected words, Takahiro put the pinched silver coins back in the sachet.
And tell the truth in a tone that is neither special secrets nor anything.
"Oh, Mr. Kate told me this the other day. I want to know what Caorle is spending his pennies on ~? and he told me something I didn't even ask... ha"
"Oh Mother............!!
I didn't expect your mother to betray you......! Yes, no, but that guy could do it. It's about your mother who loves rumors, she must have taught Takahiro in the funny half. But don't tell me because I'm kind of embarrassed, I told you no...!
With the embarrassment of the secret being discovered and the anger of betrayal in his body, his face lights up. Ahhh, also ~, now I must be bright red in the face...... also ~, shy ~!
But fortunately, I don't show a bare gesture that I'm concerned about how I look like that, and Takahiro goes on to say it.
"Whether it's for practice or prototyping, I was just thankful that they were always feeding me free meals, but I'm sorry about the boulder that I was paying for the ingredients from the small pennies. I was thinking of paying you back someday. So I decided yesterday today that the street trip was a good opportunity."
"Yeah......"
I know what you're trying to say. Even I grew up when my grandfather taught me to thank you. I take it for granted that good intentions should be given back in good faith. But I can feel the full cost of walking around the street on a boulder...
I suddenly get a luxury "snow cow" because I suddenly get a bum. Takahiro laughed at me for what he thought of me like that.
"Ha ha, that's a lot different than usual, huh? Well, I don't even know what it feels like. I'm not very expensive either. When I get extravagant, I'm always reluctant... Well, here's what we'll do."
...? What is it, what exchange terms are they going to give? Outreach, Takahiro is stubborn, so I'm not going to withdraw my luxury... would you help me with the clerical work? Kay, I'm not very good at calculating, but if that's about it, I can help......
"Also, make me some rice. That's fine."
"What? Is that okay?
"That's what I'm saying. Caorle's rice is good."
"Oh, yes..."
Though thanking me for sharing my seasoning creation skills, I guess I get a little pulled off from buying the ingredients myself until I eat the dish...... I can't believe I don't seem to care about Takahiro at all. On the contrary, "good"... just a little bit, I'm glad.
"My luxury today! Caorle makes me a favorite! Is that okay with you?
"Ugh!
If that's what you want in return, it's more where you want it. Originally, no one asked me to do this. So, nothing to give back doesn't have to be this... but if the person is happy, that's the best thing. As you wish, I'll put more on your arm next holiday to make you Takahiro's favorite.
"Well, let's go. Baked fish next!
"Ugh, come on!
The feeling that was sinking also went anywhere, lining up next to Takahiro with light feet everywhere, taking his arms and walking out. Come on, now, it's finally the beginning of a stall tour. Me and Takahiro jumped into the midday street mess as the heartbeat of my hitting chest.
... A little after that, the tangled arms were hastily untied.
I put my arms together, but when I thought about it calmly, I got a little embarrassed.
"Huh, I ate... I ate..."
"Right. I'm not going into anything anymore."
Since then, I've left it up to Takahiro's guide to tour various parts of the street. Today, even though it is a Sunday ordained by God (with exceptions) for any person to rest, it was busy with so many people and it was a hard day just to walk.
Anything, for those who spend their holidays or for travelers and pedestrians, street streets are off on holiday days? So I guess I felt like I had more manpower than I had yesterday. Still, there was no stray in guiding Takahiro and he took me to various shops one after another.
Beginning with a fragrant grilled fish that was cooked carefully on a charcoal flame, I grilled scallops and oysters full of juice, fried fish and potatoes, sprinkled with salt, pepper and vinegar, stuffed with vegetables, eggs and bacon in a round bread I wanted to flatten... yes, I also ate some very large bowel stuffing.
That was delicious... puffy and chewed off with a pleasant sound, and the trapped gravy popped out juggly. Besides, the incense coming out of my nose smelled good... it was quite a size for a bowel pack but I quickly ate it.
I was already very satisfied with this, but even the crêpe was a treat to tighten. I would recommend Takahiro if he said, "It's a loss to eat here," so I put it in my mouth... and it gave me a full taste of the richness of the city.
It's moist and sweet crepe dough, I just applied wood strawberry jam and folded it, but how is that so tasty... it's completely different from the wood strawberry jam I was making in the village because of the aroma. I'm sure they're putting their hands on it from cultivation. Otherwise, I can't explain the perfect balance between sweetness and acidity, the wonderful scent that lingers well after eating and disappears quickly.
Yeah, your father's food serving at the Mampu pavilion is delicious, but there's so much great food in the street, too. When it comes to stalls, there was an image of just baking meat and fish, but that's completely different. The charm that seemed unintentionally attractive was found in the street cuisine.
Satisfied... I'm the happiest person in the world right now...
... but at the same time, I feel anxious.
Is it possible that our food will prevail in this street? anxiety...... it mixes with the bitter memory of yesterday's tragic defeat and makes you lose more and more confidence.
Compared to the dishes we tasted today, what a poor minister of rice balls we prepared… From now on, rice balls are a home dish. It's not something you eat until you pay for it. Even though it's a sudden story, I can tell that the decision to sell rice balls because it's a traditional dish in the village was a little too cheap.
"Hey Takahiro... can we succeed in the stalls..."
So I also throw up such weak noises. If you can't make rice balls, what should I make?
Although there has been an increase in the number of culinary repertoires lately, that is only a dish as a fixer. There are few things you can easily take out and eat while walking. And when it comes to demanding quality and speed of delivery... it seems like a difficult thing.
"Hmm? What, you're not sure?
"Yeah...... hey,"
Everyone at the Zipanian Village Earnings Party came out with wisdom...... No, I heard that everyone spends their holidays sleeping to heal the fatigue of their daily strenuous work. It wouldn't be a bad idea to put too much strain on it.
... Yeah... what shall we do?
Thanks to all the looking around today, I can be sure now. That even if we leave the stall, it will fail. I don't think I can create an attractive dish that I would buy unexpectedly. I've tried to imitate other stores, and I don't think we're the enemy of inexperienced.
I don't know if I can make money from the stalls after all.
But in contrast to me, who came to a negative conclusion, Takahiro's grin didn't show any shade.
"It's still no good to give up! Ha-ha-ha... you're in luck. Street power, Japan... hey, jipang. I wonder if you have that Gipang-born Nobita on you!
"Huh...? Is that a good idea?
Yes, it is. Jipang is a street power... I've never heard of it from Grandpa, but I guess it's true if Takahiro says so.
"Oh, I have an idea... but before I do. I'll give you three important points about the stall."
"Important point?
I don't know, it is. Is it about cooking good food? But three? What are the other two???
"First point... Caorle, it smells like a street street, what did you think?
"Smell? Yeah, it smelled good..."
Yes, the street smelled good. The smell of meat and fish bouncing on charcoal and standing up...... the smell of butter used for baked confectionery, the smell of tomato soup boiling. They all smelled like I'd accidentally want to inhale them all over my chest.
"Yes, it smells. My first point is, smell! Street food has to attract customers by smell! Yesterday's rice balls, that wasn't enough first!
Huh!! That's right......! Some rice balls sold at the end also after I started baking one of the roasted rice balls. I tried to provide baking and didn't bake one until the customer's order came in... there's no way a non-baking rice balls would smell enough to tell even if they were away.
"You seem to understand. Rice balls do taste good... but first sighted people don't know that. Not to mention, it doesn't even smell so good, you'd be hesitant to buy it. Besides, it was a bad season. Winter makes you want something warm, doesn't it? You can't sell uncooked rice balls at all."
That's right...... even the rice balls wrapped in pickles of leaves not for grilled rice balls, some customers have said "grill it". I knew you wanted something warm.
"Yeah, okay. So, what's your next point? Taste after all?"
"No! Tastes better than taking money is the lowest condition! The second point is not then. The important point for the stall - the second one is… it's just unusual!
... Oh, sure! There was also a lot of food in today's street tour that would make my eyes stick. Yeah, I think rarity matters...... Uh-huh, but...?
"But there was quite a bit of regular food, wasn't there?
Yes, there's nothing unusual or irrelevant about just baking meat or fish. That's what's going to happen everywhere. Still, there were a number of thriving shops. There's no such thing as rarity... how do you explain this?
"That's a yes question. Well, in a way, it's a finished shop."
"A shop that's finished?
"Yes, a store with certain needs… everyone sells something that makes them want to eat a little bit. They satisfy the hard to change desires found in a long history. Depending on how you do it, whoever does it is expected to have some prosperity."
"That's good! We'll do the same?
Sure, even if it's just baked fish, there's a lot of people who want it. If that's hard to change, it's not a good thing. The stalls we put out, too, that way......
"But I have a problem. Anyone can do something that's not novel, on the contrary. Is there a meat skewer stall anywhere? If we had all those numbers, people would buy the cheaper ones. Accompanied by that, it inevitably becomes less profitable, and if you can't sell a lot, you'll get a leg just for labor, fuel, and purchasing. So unless you have an arm that can compete with flavor, you really need some novelty, some character."
Yes, what... Speaking of which, the stalls selling baked fish also had different flavoring and fish types. I was impressed that it was something with all kinds of baked fish, but that's what that was about...
"Hmm... smell and rarity. So, what's the third one?
"The third one is... just, it's affordable!
Affordable? Isn't that natural? Although I think all stores were affordable......
"Hehe... you look strange? Well, it's only natural that it's affordable. But you should know. Smell, rarity, something that's both full, but doesn't meet the last point!
"Huh?
Huh? Did that happen? None of the food should have been strange...... the expensive thing is about "Snow Cow" skewers and everyone is affordable later...... is that it? Could it be that you don't meet all the points...
"Maybe about the first skewer...?
"Yes, it's about that skewer. That's good, but it's not full."
"Uh-huh... it was definitely expensive, but wouldn't that price be agreeable if it tasted like that?
Yes, once I ate it, it was so delicious that I thought it was worth a piece of silver coin. How harsh is that not a full score?
"Then I ask, you, can you buy that one every day?
"Every day!? I can't, I can't!
My house isn't that wealthy! If it's around François I met the other day, I'd use it as dog bait. Yes, but unfortunately, I'm a common man. Such luxury is ultimately determined by impossibility.
"So how often can you buy it?
"Uh... well, if it's about my birthday, I can manage..."
Yeah, I think the price and flavor are only deserving once a year for my birthday. That's not like eating on a daily basis.
"I guess. So that's a flaw as a street food."
"Why?"
If you want to eat until you pay high money, I don't think you can complain about it as a dish......
"'Cause think about it. High raw materials, high prices, buying customers say once a year is fine...... do you think it would be profitable to put out similar stalls in this lower neighborhood?
"Ah..."
Yeah, how much did it cost, and if you have fewer customers, you don't make any money. If the meat of the ingredients is high, the remaining burden of the sale increases for that matter. Well, then, if you do poorly, you're going to even be in debt.
"You get it? That's a bit of a special stall. The guy who hunted Snow Cow, a monster that only comes out this season, bakes and sells the excess he wholesaled to the butcher for a dime. At such a high price so that the market price of meat doesn't drop. It's a seasonal Halle Day meal, and it's pretty popular, but I can do business like that because I don't lose money when L.A. comes out. Whoever purposefully tried to do the same thing by purchasing meat is usually broke"
"That's right..."
Well, then, you can't be a stall you want to go on for long, can you? Yeah, when I think about it, I know what Takahiro meant by affordability.
"So affordable means anyone can easily buy it, right?
"Yes, it's not about the right price for everyone, it's about the right price to buy every day"
Yeah, when I got here, I knew what Takahiro was trying to say.
Unexpectedly fluffy - it smells good to attract, rare as no one has ever seen, and pricey dishes that can be bought every day...... with it, the Zipanian Village Earnings Party can be a huge success in the street!
………………………………….
"I can't, I can't! Why, I can't!! You couldn't have made that!?"
If that happens, no one's gonna have a hard time! By now, we're building a mansion in the Premium District! The village of Zipania is going to be a big city!
"Yeah? You don't think I can do that?
"It's impossible, right!?
Occasionally, this is what I thought we had serious talk about. This guy sometimes shows up at places like that. I don't know, it's unrealistic...
But.
Some of me think this guy might be.
You think it's really a good place to take care of yourself?
To the habit of not being good with people, the fact that they are nice to people in need?
Grandpa didn't even know, you think he knew Zipang's cooking skills.
Such a place gives rise to wonder and the heart you expect from me.
Even now, I can't do it with my mouth, I say it's impossible, but I expect it somewhere.
'Cause, look, he says this confidently.
"Well, let me handle it."
That.