Inari wants to live in peace

I jumped into the river and caught the eel, but when the cherry blossoms of the caretaker measured it with a barrel made of rice, it turned out that it was about 130 centimeters long.

There was no madness in my eyes when I aimed at a big guy.

However, according to the backyard cook, who was completely dedicated to Inari gods, at least a day.It seems that if you don't remove mud for two days, it will smell alive and unpleasant.

That's why I took one more step to keep it.

That's why I decided to make the dishes for today's lunch in order to distract them from remorse.

Originally it was only Hojo's people, but now the refugees are also participating in the excavation work in the mountains.

On the other hand, I am independent and concentrate on making lunch meals.

I prepared flour and eggs, and asked Sakura-san to use them before going out this morning. I got fresh seafood from fishermen in Odawara Castle Town, so let me use them quickly.

By the way, the seafood I asked for is octopus.

If you ask me why I am using this now, I can't bear to see the eel gnocchi.

At least as a disturbance, it was octopus that overlapped the conditions of having some knowledge of the ingredients and cooking methods.

If you want to taste it, I'll make you an awkward man!

"Very well, but Honda-san doesn't blur."

By the way, I haven't said what to make yet.

However, it is always the case that Honta-san is happy to eat if he can't even see the actual product.So I'll leave him alone for now.

And for me, I don't want to lose the quality of three meals a day, so I borrow a wooden bowl from the back of the house that I accompanied as a dedicated cook.

She then puts in wheat flour, eggs, and other ingredients, but she has prototyped it several times in advance and has measured it appropriately.

So I'm handed over without any particular thoughts and immediately pour it in and mix it thoroughly until the dam can't do it.

Once the trout is just right, add the main octopus fillet and mix it further.

(I really wanted to make Takoyaki, but it was difficult to make Takoyaki during the Sengoku period.

Okonomiyaki has too many dishes that cannot be reproduced without cabbage.)

There are so many other things Nagayama Village blacksmiths want to do, and it seems very difficult to drill that round hole evenly.

So if you can at least afford time and life under Taipei, there will be demand for the most difficult tools, such as only some of them.

But right now, it's still a second reading.

Like a baseball magic light, the return of hostiles may delay the opening of the Shogun.

Perhaps it would be better for blacksmiths and local residents to make things that are in high demand as a priority at the moment.

With that in mind, I was looking at an oiled egg griller.

The fabric changed color from slightly turbid white to brown as it was heated by firewood flames

"Chopsticks."

"Here."

When I received the chopsticks from the back house, I kept the wooden ladle that I used to flip it over instead.

Then I inserted it into the fabric and checked the streets of the fire, and found that it was well burned inside.

Incidentally, the culture of chopsticks has been rooted in Japan since before I was reincarnated.So it's only natural to go to the chopsticks, and I hear they're the latest chopsticks that have recently spread among cooks.

I'm just honestly glad I saved you the trouble of teaching.

Anyway, I'll give the next instruction to the back house.

"Prepare soy sauce and plates."

"Yes, sir."

Because there is no glass, it is a pottery container with narrow tips.

It contains plenty of soy sauce extracted from soybeans, which was finally put in place for mass production recently.

I miss the soy sauce dispenser because it is inconvenient for everyday use, but I can't say luxury.

Moreover, the color is cloudy and the taste is a little strange, but the road of a thousand miles is one step away, so we can only try and make mistakes in the tunnel and get closer to the soy sauce of the future.

The taste and smell of fish and soy sauce are too strong to suit my tongue.

After all, the Sengoku era, which was dominated by manpower and lacked resources, was very difficult to live in.

While exhaling a big sigh inside, I was just a little happy to see the brown-roasted seafood okonomiyaki in front of my eyes.

Anyway, before it cooled down, I picked it with chopsticks and carefully moved it to the ceramic plate.

There is no Teflon processing and it is handmade, so the dough stuck to the egg griller everywhere, but I had to give up there.

Then I took a breath and received the bonito sauce that had been cut beforehand by the back house, sprinkled it with parallax and drizzled a little soy sauce.

(Soy sauce, salt, miso, mirin.) I wonder if the condiments that can be used relatively easily by ordinary people are like this.

It was a miscalculation that honey production didn't go up very well.It was good to replace it with maltose first.)

I really wanted to add a sweet and spicy sauce, but I got an unexpected eel, so honey should be preserved just in case.

By the way, maltose or candy is more familiar, but I finally remembered it as a gift from a public official when I went to Kyoto.

In general, future high school girls did not like to eat or use candy, and cooking was about the same as people for their age.

So after thinking that there might be other sweet condiments until wisdom fever came out, it was fortunate that the flavor flashed.

But I remembered shortly before I went back to the Mikawa River, and it took me a while to cross over to the manufacturers of candy and flavor to get into more production.

Therefore, it was unfortunately not in time to collect it before heading to Hojo territory.

Incidentally, it is certain that beekeeping has made it possible to produce stably.However, the size of individuals and nests was smaller than that of future bees.

Maybe that's why it was a ruined yield in the Sengoku Period, but I was a little disappointed that it wasn't as personal as I thought.

Still, whether it's honey or malt sugar, the shortage can be eliminated at once if you can produce even sucrose.

So I had to think about it now, and it was appropriately divided.

Anyway, to clear up the carelessness of not eating eel kayaki, make sure the seafood okonomiyaki is properly prepared.

To do this, I receive chopsticks from the back house and ask them to put their hands together.After that, carefully slice it apart before it gets cold.

"Let's have a tasting... hafuhafu"

I feel relieved that it was good that the fire was going through the inside, but I don't burn my mouth separately, but I can feel the heat itself.

So I rolled the okonomiyaki over my tongue.

It's not a proper way to play the majestic Inari god, but when you eat hot food, you're unconscious.

So I chew the okonomiyaki deliciously while huffing my mouth.

Then he swallows it and exhales slowly.

"Thank you for dinner."

Ooh!!!

Those who were watching the surroundings raised their voices together.

I don't know what makes me so happy, but I didn't care at all because the okonomiyaki that I kept in the store every year was more delicious than I thought.

(Since the ingredients are a bit of flour, is it close to monja yaki?)

I thought about it with my arms together because I was somehow concerned, but I had no experience of eating monja yaki.

At best, I remember being told in a gag cartoon that it looked like vomit.

Maybe, but the strict difference is whether to put cabbage in or not. Somehow, I decided that.

"Inari God! What is this powder!?"

"Um, I like it... no, it's monjayaki."

I don't even know the origin of my name in the first place, but I'll name it honorably because I won anyway.

Honda-san, are you going to grill the potatoes?and he was staring at the plate of ceramics that I had in my hand.

"If you put in a delicious dish, it will be okonomiyaki.But that's fine now. "

In the meantime, the eel's desire to eat was eliminated with the sea urchin octopus.That's enough for now.

I give the ceramic plates to the back house.

My fox daughter is as energy-saving as she looks, so she gets hungry after eating a little.

But I don't know what the reason is, but my stomach is infinite, so I can eat as much as I like.

But if I'm not hungry, the taste will be halved, so as a hungrier person than the color, I don't feel like filling my stomach any more.

So after that, I entrusted the cooks that Matsudaira-san had accompanied from Mikawa to a monja yaki party for the samurai.

On the other hand, I decided to tour the excavation work.

"I think skilled cooks can taste better than my okonomiyaki."

That said, I will hand over the fabrics that are still in large quantities to one of the professional cooks who has taught me how to do so for many years.

I just saw how it was made, but after saying thank you for the rest, I turned my back on them and walked to Lunlung mood.