Free Life ~Record of the Struggle of a Different World General Merchant~

With one of the best fish ports in the country, Gran Feria is able to mouth fresh seafood all year round. Spring, summer, autumn, and winter, each seasoned fish colors the table.

Autumn is a delicious season for blue fish. Sprinkle with salt on the green fish, which is greasy all over the drip, and broil carefully over the heat of high heat, and the fat will be cuddly, puffy and bouncing, and the smell of puffy, aromatic baked fish will drift around. If you bump into this heat and just pour in the beer, you'll even feel God's blessing.

In winter, fish suitable for simmering are often caught. Tomatoes in carrots, onions and celery. Red fish smashed into salt, dried herbs and flavoured vegetables. And a piece of garlic on the concealed flavor. Place all of this in the same pan and simmer carefully using the fireplace fire. Then, the fish stock and the vegetable flavor melted, what a gentle flavor of soup.

Spring, whatever it is, is a white fish. To Muniel, to vanilla baking, to marinade. Every year, some nobles look forward to grilling salt kettles, while others say that if you eat a pie wrap, you won't be able to spring. On the evening of early spring, if you walk through the city, you will be able to smell the white fish baked in butter there.

And in the summer -

"Especially not like this."

"Right. Everything's delicious."

At the Mampu pavilion after the peak of noon, the sign daughter Caorle and the noble college of anything shop were talking to the public as they peeled the potatoes.

Until recently, I was wondering if you were talking about Yumiel or Routou's summer clothes, this time about the fresh seafood that can be arranged in the port of Granferia. I guess it's fun for them to talk about two or three turns. Occasionally, with a laugh, the two let the conversation play.

"It's a little rusty to have no oysters or scallops, but there are mussels in the summer, and octopuses are delicious,"

"Fish is good, too. It can be fried, salted, or boiled in cool bouillon. Besides, the river fish is also light and good. I've never eaten a river fish or anything like that before, but that's fine."

"Eh, river fish, I'd get tired of eating it every day, wouldn't I? Me, I was a river fish when it came to fish, because it's a place away from the sea, but it doesn't really taste the same. If it lasted three days, I was complaining to your mother. So when you come to Granferia, say goodbye to the river fish! I thought... there's usually a river fish lined up on the market."

"Ha. Well, it's a big city. It's harder to find something that doesn't."

"Right. You have everything from what you wear to magic items. I was at a big market in the west..."

It's something we're both used to, enjoying the conversation, but then peeling the potatoes. I wonder, now throw the leaves to be used for the salad into a bowl, then take yourself out of the green bean sheath.

Move your mouth but also your hands. Neither you nor Caorle know how much guests push at dinner, so you never loosen your hand movement. Still, I guess I can work for you laughing because I'm still used to it.

That's all the time we've had in this popular cafeteria, the Mampu Pavilion. Live a busy and enjoyable day at a lower town fixer. By doing so, he raised his natural and culinary arm.

and, at the same time, their relationship had become an inconceivable one. A joke-mixed conversation is normal. Sometimes they gently cling to each other's breasts, flapping their heads and laughing softly at each other in heels. The figure is like a young couple of friendly fixers -

"Heh heh, brothers. Doesn't that sound fun, huh? Here's one. Mix me up."

"Whoa, hey, what about the young ones? Oh, my God."

That's what makes them look like, so they attract disturbing people. Guitars, who were going down at the table on the floor, were now being attributed to the bad guys.

One is a redhead middle-aged woman. With her hands in her pockets, she laughs naughty and starts kicking her noble tibia with tricks and toes.

The other one is a brunette giant. The flattened and bitter face, however rough it may be, still had a slight grin on its face that made fun of you.

"Ola, kiss me, kiss me. Exchange your passionate and exciting mouth!

"Voyage, you're gonna throw me into the take-in inn!

The two wicked men instruct you to kiss your college and caorle. If you don't kiss me, I'm threatening to make you go to bed.

What an evil, treacherous, outrageous act! What a disgraceful word! To this, more than your greatness, Caorle explodes his anger first.

"Father! Mother! What are you talking about!!

"Wah, the daughter of the house got angry -!

Due to her daughter's anger, Akatsuki and Kate flee back to the kitchen with cat-like agility. Staring behind him, Caorle was roaring.

This, too, is true when it comes to sights as usual. Mr. and Mrs. Lockyard, who want to stick their caorle together with you, try to put it on something and bring the two of them closer together. It's just that I had trouble mixing flirting minds there, and they always touched my beloved daughter's scales.

From the caorle, I guess' extra help 'itself. It's not once or twice that I scolded my parents for giving me a little something to put on. Still, it's the parents who want to know anything about their children. If someone my daughter cares about comes to work, I guess it's one or two ales, something she wants to send.

- - Caorle got [backup] effect! Attack, Defense, Maiden, +10%!

"What!?

For a sudden buffing effect, a caorle with a surprising voice. From her body stands a pink aura. Caorle, panicking for this, looked around looking for the cause.

Then, from the shadow of the kitchen, her parents glanced at her face...

"This is Secret Mistress, [Mother's Love]. Good luck, Caorle!

Mr. and Mrs. Lockyard stick their thumbs up and smile softly even when they show their white teeth.

"What is that freakin 'face? - Huh!?

And towards that face, your daughter throws the basin with all her strength.

The blow intensified by the buffs flew faster and sharper than usual.

"Rock salt grilled sheep and boiled octopus lemon, shaky potato salad, cheese tomatoes, please!

"Aye, aye!... ahhh, not to die, but I knew you'd be busy at night"

While it is blurry, it is precious to chop the potatoes and boil them softly in boiling salted water. Tighten it with cold water and you can make shaky potatoes.

In the remaining water, add the octopus; in the heated oven, stick in the rose meat of the sheep filled with herbs and rock salt. While heat passes through them, make a salad that combines cheese with less fat and semi-dried tomatoes.

Looks like you're good at cooking. Stir-frying vegetables and fried rice in high school and burning meat and fish in his adventurer years and being forged, his arms were further elevated through his work at the Mampu pavilion. Now Akatsuki, the shopkeeper, was also able to safely entrust the order.

"It's a bit much this time! Ten fish croquettes! Carpaccio's three! Ten skewers of sheep! Recommended baked fish is 8! With that, the beer is twenty with a barrel jock!

"Whoa, I got it! Gahaha!"

But he still doesn't seem to be any match for the real job. For a moment, Akatsuki laughed and agreed to a massive order that cooled his liver.

From there, it's the beginning of the furious cooking of chopping, baking and frying. The items ordered can be made within sight, and Caorle and Kate will carry them for good reason. Is the momentum just like the big black pillar of the pavilion?

If you put 20 beer replacements in all the todome, you still lift the barrel all the way up and end up carrying it to the table. This opulence also impressed the servant nobility.

"I wonder if I can lose, too."

Has Akatsuki's enthusiasm inspired him or his rare motivation? Hearing an extra Carpaccio order come in, he judges the fish in a flowing motion.

No, that's not all. How dare he use even Kanst-level abilities to create a masterpiece like no one has ever seen!

Speed and accuracy. And the sharpness of a polished knife. What are the delicacies of pearls that took advantage of them and were created by your university!

"Thank you for waiting. It's a white fish carpaccio."

"Hey, what?!? Yes, he's alive......!?

"Yeah, it's built alive. Even if they cut themselves out, the fish moves. Enjoy the unparalleled freshness."

Pickling and trembling fish. Pickle and move, tail scattering slightly remaining droplets. And a white body once attached to a fish, put on top of a bone.

After noon we went up to the harbor, until earlier - no, Carpaccio with fish still alive today. This also included the Granferian people, who grew up in the gastronomic capital.

"Ku, can you eat or not! Gross!!

"Oh, that?

The dishes that you made with confidence and carried from hand to hand were overwhelmed with bitterness.

That should also be because the granferria does not have a living culture of fish, but only fillets are offered, even if they are eaten raw in Carpaccio or elsewhere. The extremes of grotesque, such as putting other parts on the same plate alive. Your university still hadn't grasped the feeling around it.

"Damn. If I could eat sashimi or carpaccio, I thought I'd be happy to make it alive..."

"I can't! It's usually disgusting. Because you don't like goats and deer sashimi when they come out with dying animals, do you?

"Ahhh... is that what it feels like to make a living for this guy?"

Cooking is not determined solely by taste or texture. Differences in appearance and culture are also factors that determine the value of cooking.

Guitar University probably had some weird confidence because Mampu Pavilion flourished because of the Japanese cuisine he taught. Soy sauce is also good. I can also eat sashimi. Next time, then, make it alive. This kind of thinking has crossed the line to stop.

The truth is, between sashimi and living building, there is a deep, large groove. Your Majesty was saddened by that.

"Uh-huh, cooking is still hard."

"Gahaha! Failure is the mother of success! Young people are only challenging, Takahiro! Come on, try this guy next time!

Akatsuki bangs on the back of a slightly soggy noble man. On his other hand there was still a fresh suzuki rampaging with pitchy.

"There will be other means of expressing freshness! Think about it! Gahaha!"

"Hey, Dad. I can't do that right away!

"Mmm... no, I can. That's about it."

Outreach Losers Losers Losers receive Suzuki, Sheba Baba Baba Baba! and starts scaling down with fierce momentum. I wonder what's in his head to do. The move was vibrant after hitting it earlier.

Akatsuki watching it with a satisfying face.

Caorle wandering around worried.

"The harder you work, the closer your son-in-law gets to the Lockyard family," he murmurs and laughs at Kate.

And the customers who are still left behind.

Mampu pavilion as usual. And it was the people as usual.