I Became the Demon Lord and my Territory is an Uninhabited Island

When I start making cheese, I scream in each village and if there is anyone who knows a little, get information from it, take simple notes, and if anyone actually makes it, We had negotiated if we could move to the fourth village where we did, and we saw the notes and negotiated how to make them. Now you can make cheese on the island. Should be ...

I don't know how to preserve raw milk. Even if you put it in a container and cool it in the sea or hydrophobic, it's likely to be hot and humid in half a day, and it's the thing that Pilz monitors all the time.

After spending a few days feeling like that, while drawing the drafts and simple drawings of the cheese factory based on the information I received, Fleur changed at dinner and conveyed the words from Enomoto.

"Enomoto is that cheerful grandfather?"

"Yes. Someone who works with Pilz to make this sake and miso soy sauce."

"Are you sure a hero? Is it stronger than Kitagawa? It seems that you are old at that age."

"That's not true because he's a technical person and he seems to teach a lot about agriculture. It looks like it was compost. "

I told them to remember when I met them, and said that while eating bran pickles, I know Powerful Jijii-sama.

"Rice rice. It's a little peculiar to the scent. It has almost no taste."

I've heard that only the Japanese people think that the scent of freshly cooked rice is a good scent, and I can't add the taste by mouth, so I came to Japan and put soy sauce or salt on white rice I've heard of Latte might be that too.

"Boiled in spiced chicken or fish soup is delicious. Did you say paella?"

"That was delicious. It tastes like meat and fish."

"Oh yeah, paella. Are you boiled from raw rice? Are you cooking?"

Occasionally, I cook and eat rice, so I talked about rice with my brides until I went to bed, asked for some delicious food, and flowed, and I nodded with a smile.

For the time being, loosen the baked fish, bake the bones crispy and take the soup stock, like ochazuke? I want to add folic acid, but I also want to use spinach. Soak and soy sauce?

However, I'm worried that what you eat with boiled spinach and soy sauce can be accepted as a cultural thing. Is it okay to cook with sesame miso and cook in Enomoto's hometown?

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The next day, when we went to the second village with sunrise, the work was already starting.

"I'm sorry. I thought it would be fine if it was with sunrise."

"No, I'm fine because I didn't say the time. Look, you slap that side. You're ready to pick up, get used to it, tie it up with straw, and dry it."

Enomoto says such things, but there are already some harvested rice and some places are upside down and dried.

"Huh? I'm the first breeder to plant, so I just mowed first. I don't need the weather forecast. I need trial and error to prepare for rain and storms."

"Improvement of breed ...?"

It's amazing. I don't work very hard on agriculture. Well, the scenery of the village is very Japanese rural scenery. As far as you can see from here.

Looking back, it looks like it's a village around Italy ...

Do you love rice? The reaction between Latte and Lily of the valley was not good though.

"I haven't helped for a while, haven't there been more rice varieties?"

I saw the ears grow and he bowed a lot, so I asked him because the shape was clearly different.

"Oh, I'll boil them in the soup, so I'm starting this year because I think the Indica is better than the Japonica. It's close to this original. I just move my hand without moving my mouth. Are you magic? "

Enomoto with a smile hit her back and I decided to start the engine.

After some work, it was time for the tea, and the tea came out of the kettle and somehow a sandwich came out. I was relieved that I wasn't completely Japanese yet. The ingredients were bacon and leafy vegetables in this world.

"What is it? I feel like a picnic"

"It's a sandwich. Look, pickles."

"From now on, change to pickles, with lunch or afternoon tea because the mouth seems to be terrible."

"That's right ...

While saying such a thing, I eat pickled cucumber bran with polypoly. It's strange because it goes well with this tea. What kind of tea leaves are in this world?

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By the end of the afternoon tea time, my work was over and I decided to take a tour. I know there is a watermill, but I don't really observe.

As I proceeded a little further into the village, a foot-type threshing machine was spinning and threshing Indica rice. I can see the scenery that I have only seen in the materials right now ...

There's no rubber, it's moving with strings, weights, gear ratios ... It's just a step and it's going around with great momentum, it doesn't stop at all, and the more you step on it, the faster you feel. It's local but it's very high tech inside. Absolutely, Oda-san really came out.

So, this time, I'm going to turn the rice to sort out the rice ears, or just go out of sight.

When you turn the handle, with a little effort, a fairly large feather turns, and the solid rice ears are discharged, and the heavier ones fall down.

There is a steam engine in the back, but it seems to have been stalled. Isn't manufacturing technology catching up? Will Evan even make a business trip to the second village?

"It's great what Oda makes. When I was in the village, if I had this kind of thing, I would make more and more rice."

"It's absolutely because it's troublesome with wheat."

The evaluation seems to be very good. It seems that the power is only human power, and where it can be optimized, it is more and more.

And when I saw the selected rice in the mill, I saw it. She was hulling and threshing, and milling rice next to it. It ’s really useless. It ’s so long, it ’s like polished rice.

Like japonica rice, it's not a pestle and a mortar.

"Ah, Mr. Calm. Thanks to Mr. Oda, it's been a painful time. It's really easy. True. The skill of the hero is amazing."

It looks like she's over fifty years old, and she's gray rather than gray hair, but maybe that's what she told me.

"Well, it's true. Oda-san is helping me at the wells in Daiichi Village and other small places."

"Hey, don't just move your mouth, move your hands!"

The aunt broke into the watermill and took the rice husks out of a giant bag. The light thing is women's work.

It was said that a threshing machine would kill a widow, but the guarantee of that area is done here, so even a single woman can eat it without problems. My aunt is strong in every world. I carry it in a bag that looks like double the old thief's furoshiki. Light but not too heavy to put in?

As I saw it, the mown field was covered with a thin iron plate, covered with a fire-burning man with a triangular pyramid with a chimney, and rice husks in it.

"That's right. I'm making rice husk charcoal."

While watching, Enomoto came from the side and suddenly said that.

"If the fields contain the nutrients you need, and if you mix them back later, they increase water retention and breathability and activate microorganisms. Charcoal must be returned to the ground. I'm imitating you too. Do you know anything? "

"No, I don't know. Sure, charcoal doesn't return to the ground, so I'll ask you not to bury it, but what about this? There is something that has been done for a long time I guess it's related to things being fine or having more holes than charcoal? "

"I don't know if you're wide and shallow. I don't even ask Aida ..." So, if this rice dries, the rice husk will be the floor of the livestock, the straw will be the feed, and if it's overseas, the sickle. So you cut around your knees and let the rest go?-It's a different land where you can graze. "

"That's right. Unlike in Japan, there are wheat fields and corn fields in the Zara beyond the horizon."

"That's right .... If you say flat land, you only come out of Hokkaido. Well, after this, it's paella with freshly made rice.

"If you see horizontal characters from Enomoto's mouth, you feel a little uncomfortable."

Looking at the one Enomoto pointed out, the men were carrying something like a huge paella pot. I can only watch it on that TV ...

"You were good at Western food? Would you participate in cooking?"

"No, no, I don't have experience with such a big guy. I'll leave it to my aunts who have done it a few times. When I do it, it will be Japanese-style. I'll let you do that. ''

"Let's go!"

And Enomoto-san hit her back and headed for the aunts.

"It's like this ..."

I'm next to a giant paella pot, chopping garlic, onions, and tomatoes, and preparing shrimp and other cumbersome things.

Looking into the sideways, pour in olive oil or the like, and start to fry the garlic, seafood was added more and more, and when the fire went through, vegetables began to drop.

And the highlight is that the ingredients are fried in a large wooden spatula like rowing a boat. Aunts are really powerful. I don't care about the details anymore. It's big enough to kill people.

Then, raw rice is put in and fried as if pressed by four people.

And if you look at the shaku-nabe, you may have taken soup from a marine system, there are some vegetables that you can see at a ramen shop, shrimp and small fish are boiled, and a very thick soup is filtered with a cloth. I put it in my pot without worrying about the details, and went on.

I grab the shrimp and squid again with bare hands and throw them like a sumo wrestler. It ’s really exciting.

And I was checking the taste of the soup on a small plate, so I got it and gave me a drink.

"Oh. There's no delicacy, but this is a daring and pleasant taste."

"I'm happy to have Calm say that. I used to be pretty crazy about cooking."

When one aunt said, she was caught and the rest aunt laughed.

"Well, that wasn't really tasty? The potato smell moved to the potatoes, but it tastes good. If you're here and fail, it's either half-life or burnt."

"I've made it over and over again. It won't fail!"

My aunt bears a giant wooden spine on her shoulder and smiles brilliantly, but there are terrible things that can be beaten by bandits and pirates. Don't laugh with a missing tooth. It's strangely scary.

So, men are preparing for the table and ... a lot of sake. In such a case, it makes a little noise in the second village. And a woman with pink hair is at the end of the field of view. Yup. I knew.

After that, while being moderately entangled with my sister, I drank only one cup because I had a pregnant wife, I got three paella on a plate and transferred to my home, and managed to go with lily of the valley before making dinner. Delivered to Latte.

"Nmm. Delicious. It's something different from Calm's, but there's a rough taste like this."

Latte eats paella with a smile, and lily of the valley is silently eating while nodding herself.

Rough taste ... It's definitely not an expression.

"It's not like a few people in a normal frying pan, but I'm going to lie down and I'm going to lie down, because I make everything for a big frying pan. That's for sure. "

The curry simmered for fifty people at a stroke is strangely tasty, even though the recipe is the same.

"Is there this kind of meat? I'll make it this time. Fish is good, but after all I like meat."

"Are there no vegetables?"

"Vegetables, or leaves and beans. Beans are the meat of the field. It's good for the mother's womb, so I'll make it if Enomoto divides the rice."

As an eclectic idea, both of them had a delicate face if they gave them leaves and beans.

"Yes, I'll give you two doses and make two at the same time, so stop that face."

But when I say paella, I have a strong image of seafood. Do you get three times and make seafood?