Isekai Ryouridou

Then another five or so days went by, the 24th of the White Moon.

Even that day, we packed a lot of food in our luggage and went down to Inn Town.

The members are me and Rayna-Lew. Besides the escorts, Ai-Fa, Rud-Lu, Sin-Lu, and three other hunters.

In fact, it's not hard to leave everything to the hunters because we're just talking about bringing food and fresh meat to the inn and buying new ingredients.

but there was also a suggestion from Gazran-Rutim that I wanted to see what was going on in Innkeeper Town with my own eyes, and that I should stay as close as possible to the people in Innkeeper Town.

It is a gratifying decision to know what the people of the Inn Town are feeling as a result of Marstein's extraction, and to tell them what the people of the woodland think, that Asta of Fa's house would be fit for that pipe role after all.

Either way, we did our job in Inn Town that day.

Sixty meals of "Sautéed Guiba Arabiata-style" and twenty meals of raw meat are delivered to the "Grand Tree Pavilion in the South" and thirty meals of raw meat are delivered to Dora's father's shop.

There was still time in Jomtien, so Jan's stall was not open.

but the number of stalls dealing with colorful poitans is growing twitchy with each passing day.

If you walk down the road, you'll also get the sweet smell of milk fat from here and there.

(Looks like the prospects for Camua and Polearths are progressing fine)

Cycleus and Silhouel can no longer escape and await the hour of judgment.

To prevent crossspears from other nobles, the plot to sell out this poitan to a large extent was imperative, Camus said.

"It is the nobles of the town who are in control of the territory. Cycleus' wealth and power were swelling to the point of being comparable to the Lord Genos, so he needed to fill the outer moat."

Around the day after the talks, Camua said so.

"Where Cycleus and the others could be tied up at the end of the line, for example, if the Dalaims and Saturas were contacted, they might not even want a fair trial. Lawyers and inquisitors are all those who have roots in any precious household. If we did it badly, it could have been a diagram of the conflict between the Marquis de Genos and the three counts."

But if Poitan continues to become the staple food of Genos, the value of Fuwano will also plummet and the Turan family will lose much power in the near future.

If this were to happen, there would be no fear of retribution from Cycleus or those who would join him in the family of Dareim and Saturas.

So - so the finances lean, and yet the former Lord will be judged as a sinner. Refraia will inherit the Turan family at the age of ten or so.

Moreover, it seems to be only a nominal inheritance, held in power by the guardian.

I can't get out of my mind the used word that the cause and effect of the parent rewards the child - etc.

I guess the Count Turan family, like the Sung family, will lose its prosperity by the sins of their former princes.

Negative chains should be broken now.

As far as I'm concerned, I didn't wish it that way.

"Hey, Asta! Looking good today, above all."

When I arrived at the vegetable store, Dora's father greeted me with a full grin.

My father has seemed sincerely happy with me over the past few days.

"Well, yes. The nobleman's evil balls have been captured, so now it's safe to see the fate of the people around the forest, right? Wouldn't we be so happy to talk about this?

The interrogation of the Cycleuses has not yet begun, and we do not know the whereabouts of their subordinates, the outlaws. We have not yet reached the point where the people of the woods can attain heartfelt tranquillity while enjoying the ultimate days of peace.

Still, your father was laughing happily at me.

"Even I wish I could eat as soon as possible. Now it's enough to watch Asta and the others look good."

Laughing lightly, Dad puts on his head wrapped in a turban-like white cloth.

"Just let me know as soon as you can when you let the stall reopen, okay? These days, they're buying Poitan from the side of making it, so it's getting harder to keep it in stock. As we have reached from Lord Dalaim, we are expanding more and more agricultural land for the Poitans. It's only a matter of time before we can harvest it."

"Really? It's a delightful scream."

Whatever, your father's smile gave me strength.

but I realized that your daughter had a dark face sometime, and I said, "That?" and lean his neck.

"What's going on, Tara? Does it hurt even in my stomach?

Tara shook her scorched brown head plump.

I mean, it's a dark face, or something makes me look a little uncomfortable.

"Oh, you're bending your navel because I scolded you a little. Asta has nothing to worry about."

"Heh, that's unusual. What the hell happened?

"No, yeah... I heard that Late ran into a boy on the side of the road yesterday. At that time, a little."

I don't know why it's refreshing.

Then Tara stared up at my face with her big eyes the same color as that hair.

"... both Leyt and Camua's uncle go out all the time to settlements by the woods, don't they? So before this, Asta, you told me you were feeding me your cooking.

"Oh, yeah, you came to me before this where I was studying cooking, so you got a taste for it.... What's wrong with that?

"... even Tara wants to eat your food, Asta, and I want to go visit you at your house."

Tara's eyes began to twitch and tear.

I'm confused, and your father sighs.

"Don't be too unscrupulous. After a while, even Asta will be able to start selling stalls. Until then, be patient."

"... Dad is good, isn't he? You can stay in Inn Town every day and eat Asta's food."

"Idiot, I 'm-" my father would snap his mouth at first.

Even though his father lives in the countryside of Dalaim, not so far from the lodging town, it seems that every night, visiting the lodging cafeteria, he serves as an enlightenment to dispel the evil impressions of the people by the forest.

Then you shouldn't be talking about my cooking or anything else, as you should be heading out to other inns instead of "Xuanrong Pavilion" or "Dai Tree Pavilion in the South" where there are few people in the west

but i'm sure you haven't told tara the details of the situation to that point.

"Tara, actually, I'm looking out for you in Luu's settlement now, and I haven't been back to my house in over ten days."

"Huh?"

"The bad nobles have been caught, but they haven't been caught yet. Luu's settlement is also protected by the soldiers of Castle Genos during the day. Late is with Camus, so he can come and go to the woodland settlement."

"That's right..."

Worried, Tara clouds her face.

On that little face, I giggled at you.

"But one day, all the bad people will be caught - so if the forest people and the townspeople get to know each other better, I'm sure Tara will be able to come and visit the forest settlement. Until then, will you put up with Tara, too?

"... will you let Tara eat your food too, Asta?

"Yeah. Then I'll put more on your arm and make you some delicious food."

Tara finally laughed happily at me.

"Before we do that, we need to get the stall business back on track. If a new dedication can be developed, can you give it another taste?

"Yeah!"

Dora's father smiled bitterly as he stared down at Tara with a puppy-like flair that waved his tail once again.

"Damn it, when Asta's cooking teases me, I'm even more forceful than I usually am.... I'll take care of you, Asta."

"No."

I'm getting more from you than that.

With that in mind, I made my father laugh back, too.

Then I rushed to finish my shopping because I was blamed for "Time's Going Away" by Ey-Fa.

That's how we turn back the streets, and passers-by are called from all over.

Much of it is the people of the south, about one in five, and the people of the west turn to it.

The content reads, "When will we have the stall reopened?" and all that's left is a brief greeting.

The people of the oligarchy east have come to meet silently or just turn their eyes to appeal.

As for the incidents involving Cycleus, the majority of them had already been delivered to the people of the town of Cebu in the name of Lord Marstein of Genos.

That Cycleus, the head of the Count Turan family, and Silel, the leader of the Guardian Militia Corps, are now awaiting interrogation and trial, under suspicion that they have conspired with the former forestside chief Zazz-Sung and have committed numerous crimes.

And Zulo-Sung, who had taken over the seat of the chief from Zazz-Sung, had ordered dozens of blood families to raze Morga's grace. That he was still captured by Castle Genos for that crime.

As those stories spread, I think the disturbing air that was wrapping up the boarding town was wiped out a lot.

The fact was also brightened that the people by the woods - or that it was Count Turan, not the Marquis of Genos, who was defending the Sung family, who were doing evil in the town.

Even if the people of the woods sin in the future, they will not be unduly forgiven. Zulo-Sung, the last great sinner, will soon be brought to justice as well. It would have been a shock to the people because that was announced in the name of the Marquis de Genos that person.

Now, furthermore, if we are informed that an evening of harmony will be held between Lord Genos and the Forestside Chiefs - indeed, we may be able to give further surprises as well as correctly illustrate the fact that the two are trying to reconnect beyond the grace of the past.

"... I feel that Asta's presence will be pulled out there again without saying goodbye or being unwilling."

As I walked down the street, pulling Gilr's reins, I - Fa - have eared that way.

As for the dinner party presented by Malstein, it was to be approved by the chiefs in the great muscles, along with the story of having Lefreia inherit the title.

It has already been decided that the venue is Castle Town and that I will hold the cooking number, although we are currently boiling the sunset, participating members, etc.

In the near future, this decision will also be delivered to the whole territory of Genos - along with the decision that the title of Cycleus will be inherited by Lifreia.

(So I guess... for Marquis Genos, there was also an intention to distract people's feelings from the dinner party)

In previous stories, the only thing that would seem as objectionable to the public would be the case of Refraia.

The daughter of Cycleus, who once found Asta, the people of the woods, will inherit the title, forgiven for his sins. Even if an explanation were made to take the title from Cycleus, who has sinned so uncomparably with it, it should, after all, seem to be an exploitation that fuels suspicion of nobility.

You're thinking of covering the sensational topic "Marquis Genos eats Giva's meat" there to offset a bad impression, I'm sure.

That's what I thought, and Gazran-Rutim was getting to that idea independently.

The idea was therefore also communicated to the chiefs, and on top of that, the proposal from Malstein was accepted.

If you try the chiefs, are you in a mood like this?

With what hand does Marquis Malstein of Genos, our own monarch, converge things? To that graceful and cheerful aristocratic man, maybe the folks by the woods should continue to give their swords or they are trying to see it quietly.

"Well, I guess I just got here and never let the Marquis of Genos put me to sleep. If you imitate that, you're going to show all over Genos that you're more vicious than Cycleus."

I replied that way, but the grumpy look did not disappear from Ai-Fa's face.

"Uhm... but I don't care that the meeting place is Castle Town. If you want to show your sincerity by mouthing Gibba's meat, shouldn't you be taking a trip to a settlement by the woods?

"Yeah, I'm a nobleman around here, so there's no other way."

I guess that's the unlikely story of a lord of such a big town visiting Giva's wandering dangerous woodland settlement.

It was also about preparing cooks for dinner at the side of Genos.

The nobles of Genos and the people of the woods serve each other dishes, open their chest collars and deepen their rapport. That was the suggestion from Malstein.

You can't even call a castle town cook to a forest side settlement just like that. In the woodland, where there is no stone moulding, they should not be able to demonstrate their dominance either.

"Whatever it is, aren't you proud to let this much of a big dinner party pass your turn?

Let me put it that way, Ai-Fa looked scared and came to his mouth.

"I'm proud, but I'm not serious."

It's my mood for similarity and closeness, too.

But I guess this is also a serious rite of passage for Genos and the people of the woods to bond back together.

If you were chosen as the cook, I would still be proud.

As far as I was concerned, I was willing to work on the job with all my soul.

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"Well, I don't know what to do with dedication."

Noon.

After the hunters left for the woods, I was supposed to continue my culinary training today.

In the meantime, Raina-Lou and Sheila-Lou, and Rimi-Lou face each other.

In the settlement of Luu, the attitude of carrying out everyday work with those who remained was completed while assigning three women to the work of the boarding town. Therefore, arrangements had been made for up to three people to spend the entire afternoon cooking while they were closed for street work.

Raina-Lou and Sheila-Lou, who will continue to be responsible for their work in the Inn Town, were fixed members, and the remaining one frame was held daily by the sisters in the main house.

So - from today on, it's finally a specific training for dinner parties.

"At dinner, you have to prepare a lot more pieces."

Rayna-Lew was also thinking with a cute, leaning neck.

They say that it is often served at a noble dinner party something like a so-called course dish.

Starting with appetizers and juices, fuwano, vegetable, meat dishes - and finally sweet confectionery. Together, they're going to need six different dishes.

"Well, you don't have to follow the castle town routine from what to what. In the meantime, if you could use Giva's meat for meat dishes. I don't care about anything else."

Camua said that, but, well, there's no reason to dare defy the fashion.

"Anyway, the important part of this meeting is meat dishes with giva. I'm going to decide that first, and then I'm going to think about the rest of my dedication."

As I said, I dropped my gaze on the wood dish on the workbench.

The wood dish is served with white powder.

It's not fuwano.

Neither is Poitan.

This was a new ingredient that I developed over the past few days.

"So, I'd like to use this guy if I could, but I don't know. The folks by the woods liked" Giva Cuttle "and the nobles liked" Deep-fried Kimmus, "so if I could cook something comparable with this one, I'd make it my main dish."

"Is it comparable to" Gibba Cuttlefish "?"

Raina-Lou narrowed her eyes inadvertently.

"If they make such dishes lightly, I will be reminded of the difference in power from Asta now more"

With that said, he is Raina-Lou, who is laughing in such a happy way.

Instead, Rimi-Lou has a little powder on the plate.

"This is powder made from chatch, isn't it? How the hell does a chatch end up like this?

"This is dried juice squeezed from the chatch."

Chop the potato chatch thoroughly, wrap it in a thin cloth, and sink it into a pan with water strained. As such, it carefully minks, extracts the juice of the chatch, and after leaving it for a while, the starch precipitates to the bottom. Remove the supernatant moisture in several portions and dry the last remaining sediment, and it's done.

If Chatch really has the same ingredients as potatoes, this should be finishing up with the same ingredients as single-chestnut flour.

When I met fuwano flour that was closer to flour than Poitan, I started wanting substitutes and ingredients for chestnut flour.

"I was wondering if I could use this to make fried food with less oil than 'giva cutlets'. Let's try that first."

It is up to me to work on making this chatch flour to make the so-called fried dragon fields, which use single chestnut flour instead of flour.

Of course, there are mountains of uses for single chestnut flour other than fried food. but the people by the woods seemed to have more fried food in their mouths than I had imagined, so I wanted to expand that variation.

If you fry dragon fields, you won't use eggs and your clothes will be slightly diluted, so I also wonder if it's just a little healthier than "Giva Cuttle".

Also, if you're a family member not as rich as the Lew family, it's hard to get a hold of the new ingredient called Fuwano Ya Egg Ra. Wouldn't even such people be friendly with this dish?

"In the meantime, I'll make a tasting. Rayna-Lew, can you keep Gibba's lard warm?

"Yes."

"I just left the meat soaked between salary scales. Pickled juice made with myrmu, fruit liquor and tau oil, the time to marinate is about the same as' myrmu grill '. It's salt and pico leaves before soaking, so all you have to do is cover this chutch of powder and fry it just like Gibba Cuttlefish."

"I see. Then the flavour will vary depending on the proportion of ingredients used for pickling juice and the time of pickling."

"Yes, it's the same procedure around there as' Myrmu Grill '"

Answering, I softly steal Sheila-Lou's expression.

Since Darum-Lou's return, Sheila-Lou feels more often than not to show his sunken face, but he just kept a resolute look during his training.

"Hey. Rimi still shouldn't help you cook fried food?

And while Raina-Lou was warming up Lard for me, Limi-Lou has asked me that.

It's just me who didn't feel like letting my eight-year-old Rimi-Lou cook dangerous fried food.

"Right. To be clear, I also feel that Limi-Luu is more comfortable with me than Vina-Lu or Lara-Luu. Anyway, heated oil is dangerous. It can be a lifetime of indelible scars just because the oil on your body."

"Oh well......" Rimi-Lou sadly lays her eyes down.

Continuing with Tara, this is another painful face on her chest.

"What's wrong with you? So far, I've only left it to the Raina-Lou's and about Mother Meer Ray's when it comes to frying, so I don't think Rimi-Lou needs to worry so much about it."

"Yeah... but after all, I was wondering if you could take Rimi again this time..."

"Huh? Taking him to a dinner party in Castle Town?

"Yeah. The Raina sisters are going to Castle Town with Asta's help, right?

The number of participants in the dinner party has not yet been determined.

However, since the participation of six chiefs has been decided from the side of the forest alone, and the noble side will not be less than that, at least a dozen dishes will be prepared.

The dishes will also be prepared on the aristocratic side, so each serving will have to be half a serving, but if it is to be even six dishes, it is quite a number of dishes.

Thus, the two Raina-Lou and Sheila-Lou have already decided to participate as assistants, which in some cases will be supplemented by further manpower.

"Um, I don't know. When it comes to culinary skill, I'd rather not be a Limi-Lu. It's a battle force, but whatever. It's a castle town."

"But all the bad nobles got caught, didn't they? Donda, the fathers are going to Castle Town to make up, right?

"Remi, it's Donda's dad who decides who to take, so don't put Asta in too much trouble"

To Reina-Lou's words, Limi-Lou gets annoyed again with "Yeah......"

Certainly this is not a story that makes my neighborhood respond in a detour.

I held a loin of giva covered in white chatch powder and let Limi-Lu laugh at me.

"When Donda-Lou returns, talk to him. Wouldn't it be nice to be depressed after hearing that reply?"

"Right," Rimi-Lou also smiled at me to cheer myself up.

Look at that unbelievable smile and I'll turn back to the iron pot.

"Well, how's Lard?

"Yes, I think it's about time"

Rayna-Lew points to a tree skewer that sank in the lard.

It is true that bubbles of the right size are coming up.

In addition, Raina-Lou threw a pinch of chatch flour into the pinch lard.

If the powder stays in the lard, it is medium temperature, if it floats, it is high temperature.

Chatch powder floated up to the top as I made a sound with the puffiness.

And I'm relieved that the potatoes didn't explode or anything, because of the unique nature of Chutch.

"Okay. Then I'll have this one, please. Be careful, all right?

"Yes," Raina-Lou said, receiving Giva meat in the face of tension.

The fried foods have few opportunities for cooking, so they are giving up opportunities for practice as much as possible to the Raina-Lou's.

Raina-Lou gently threw in the giva meat so that the oil wouldn't rip off.

A very cheerful sound flies, "Wow," Rimi-Lou gleams her eyes a little further away.

Wait a few minutes, when the clothes are turning fox color, it's done.

Raina-Lou pulled it up using Grigi's vegetable chopsticks and said, "Is that it?" I rounded my eyes.

"Your clothes look a little bloated. Have I failed something?

"No, Chatch's powder just breathed oil and air. I think this is going to have a different texture than" Gibba Cuttlefish. "

As a matter of fact, I can't say for sure which is healthier, such as cutlets or fried dragon fields.

Nor can you tell if it is necessary or unnecessary to consume oil for the people by the woods.

But when we created the hamburger a long time ago, Gazran-Rutim said it was up to us to decide the way.

If we drown in flavor and harm our health, it's our responsibility.

I didn't want to be sweet about words like that - but I still couldn't contain my desire to give joy to the people by the woods with all kinds of dishes.

Is my dish a drug or poison? I doubt that. I want you to eat my dishes, keeping only the depth of caution at your root.

Ever since I heard about Cycleus, who had been harmed by gastronomy, I've been refreshed.

"Well. Is it time to drop the extra oil?

I moved the fried meat with vegetable chopsticks onto the board and let it be quartered with a knife.

There is no problem with the fever. The meat had a beautiful ivory color.

"Okay, then let's give it a taste"

"Wow," he said in an innocent voice, Rimi-Lou grabbed the fried dragon fields first.

I put it in my mouth and moved my jaw a few times - on its little side, I got a melting look.

Or it was completely melted.

Raina-Lou and Sheila-Lou also reveal delightful colors in their minds.

Especially when Sheila-Lou had her hand on one cheek and she was shockingly adorable with her voice like a child.

"It's delicious. … I may prefer to be ridiculous"

"I think it tastes just as good"

"Er Er Er...... I also like Limi as much as you do!

All three of them seem to have given me more than the same rating as' Giva Katsu '.

I also tried to put my share in my mouth, getting a twitchy sense of happiness in those smiles.

It has a crisp texture, unlike crisp cutlet clothing.

Underneath that thin sheet of skin, the feel of Giva meat is awaited, which reveals a tremendous flavour.

And meat flavors amplified by lard and myrmu and fruit liquor flavors spill all over your mouth - the same fried food, but also a completely different flavor from 'giva cutlet'.

Even for me, the first thing I did was not complain.

A further taste of the fine-tuning of the flavoring and the area and division of the meat used would make it a dish that would not be embarrassed to serve anywhere.

"Well, let's decide on the main course."

When I proclaimed it, Limi-Lu and the others smiled and nodded back at me.