Isekai Ryouridou

Even then, the ingredients were revealed that they had been delivered from another town in Selva, but nothing so novel.

They are already familiar chan, rohyoi, tarapa with green on it, big chatch of yagi and size, enon with white colors and strong sweetness. Although rare ingredients may be found in the land as far away as the Wang capital, Alglad, this time the Chamber of Commerce only came from nearer towns. The cooks gathered on this occasion also knew the presence of Chang and Rohyoi, so they promised to buy them up without having to give any particular explanation.

So Timaro and his men went out of the kitchen with ingredients, and all that was left was Kamadoku by the woods, and the line of Valkas, and only Polearths.

At this point, the time is half of the four moments down. The chiefs summoned at the three moments may fit in when it is time to return home. but it was the second half of the battle that mattered from here for us.

"I'm late to say hello. You're the son of Lord Michelle."

Varcus gives Mim a compliment on the workbench.

"My name is Varcus from Silver Star Hall. I don't know Lord Michel, but The Maiden Pavilion in White has given me many times to taste the food. It seems to be a lot different from mine, but Lord Michelle saw it as one of the best cooks in Genos."

"Thank you. I think my father would be very happy to hear it."

Mim also lowered her head peppery as she lit her cheeks.

"I too had heard of your reputation from my father. We can even feed you your food today, right?

"Yes, I'm sorry to bother you so much."

"I'm so happy and I'm so honored. I don't think you can be very satisfied with my dishes or anything else, but I've finished what's best for me right now, so please give me your thoughts."

We each finished each dish to the point where it was already kept warm. Me, Varcus, Mime and Raina-Lou, which dish did you get your hands on?

"... let us be the most immature of all, so can you taste it from this dish first?

It was Raina-Lou who said so.

Varcus nods facelessly, "Yes".

Limi-Luu and Yun-Sudra helped with the meals and arranged the plates in front of the Vulkas. The item is "Stew of Teriyaki". Polearth was rubbing his hands in a very grumpy way.

"Hey, this guy looks delicious. When I tried the" Black Fuwano Soba "tasting, my stomach made a lot of noise. It's such a halfway point, I've been so hungry since just now."

"... I hope it's in your mouth," Rayna-Lu and the others responded, staring only at Varcus.

Varcus takes a metal spoon without feeling it.

"Now let me make sure it tastes good"

The disciples of Polearths and Vulcus became it.

For a while only the sound of stewing quietly makes me more nervous than when I can eat my own food. Unlike the last stewed dish, this is as complete an original dish as one or two contests for Raina-Lou and Sheila-Lou. If this puts a waste on me, the Raina-Lou guys just might snag too.

At the end of such a breathtaking silence, Vulcus snapped "It's delicious" with a blush.

"The formula of tau oil and sugar seems extremely sensible. And does this flavor -- does it use Genos' Mammalian liquor?

"Yes, because Asta also gave me an opinion that fruit liquor sweetness is more important for this dish than sugar."

Since Raina-Lou was silent, Sheila-Lou was to answer as such.

"You're adding tau oil and fruit liquor there, with Tarapa as the main subject of flavor. Do they also use sugar and salt, dried pico leaves and - panam nectar?"

"Yeah, I only use a little when baking Giva's meat"

"I see. Gibba's meat is a wild beast. It's a very powerful and abusive flavor, but I guess these flavors take the right shape."

Varcus nodded and quietly compared Sheila-Lou to Raina-Lou.

"Excuse me, are you really those present at that tasting?

"Yes? What do you mean -"

"I'm sorry. I am so bad at remembering human faces. With all due respect, you all wear the same outfit, which makes you even more indistinguishable."

Sheila-Lou can flatter her mouth slightly puzzled.

"Yes, we are the only ones, Kamadu by the woods we were present at that time. We apologize for serving dishes that were not possible at previous tasting meetings."

"Really? It was an unexpected finish made by the same person. If this is the case, you may have believed that Lord Asta made the dish."

Saying so, Varcus turned his gaze toward Roy.

"You were right not to insult the cooks by the woods. Uh..."

"I'm Roy. Wouldn't it be time to remember your name?"

Roy answers on the top of the Buddha and Varcus bows his head, "Excuse me," he said.

"Exactly what Lord Roy said. I was very surprised that there were other cooks in Lord Asta who could make all this stuff."

"Varcus, isn't it extra to honor a working man?

And, Siri-Low gives a quick voice and causes Varcus to tilt his neck.

"But I'm not even hiring Lord Roy, so I won't be able to treat him in any way. I don't feel like calling someone out like that."

"Huh? Didn't Roy apprentice to Varcus?

Varcus shook his head "No" when I accidentally stunned his mouth.

"It is enough that I have these three, and I have no more loose ends to increase my disciples. Therefore, I refuse to disciple you."

"Still, he didn't back off, so they're helping us do our job, not Varcus. On the condition that we don't interrupt Varcus' work."

Laughing lavishly, Bozzle supplemented it that way.

"We can't even call it downwork exactly because we haven't even generated wages. He's with us, and by helping with that job, he's trying to learn a little bit about Vulcan technology."

"I see, did you"

I turned a blind eye to Roy, but he turned a blind eye to me.

There were a lot of words I wanted to convey, but he would be embarrassed too in such a setting. So we decided that his determination and readiness would be praised only in his chest.

"But this dish is really delicious. Like Lord Asta, the meat is handled wonderfully and well. It will taste alive because it is a giva, not a kimus or a caron. That's what Varcus meant by right."

Saying so, the bozzle shrugs its thick shoulders with a loose trick.

"Well, I've already been informed of his skill in Inn Town. I told Varcus that, but I'm not going to put it in my ear."

"I put it in my ear. I just said I don't know anything until I know for sure with my tongue."

Varcus' gripping glance slowly turned to us.

"But this, after all, sounds like a dish made in the same way as Lord Asta. Are they the disciples of Lord Asta?

"Not that I'm a disciple, but I'm handy with a lot of things"

"Really? So I guess you're in the same position as Bozzle and Siri-Low and others. … I am very excited about what dishes Bozzle and others who are learning technology from me will slowly cook"

So Varcus' gaze remained under the Raina-Lou's.

"You, too, will all begin to follow a different path than Lord Asta. I'm so excited to see what dishes will come out of it."

"Thank you. Your cooking has shaken my heart so strongly that it would be a great honor for you to say so"

Sheila-Lou lowered her head deeply before smiling back at Raina-Lou.

At the same time, Raina-Lou's body loses some strength and leads to Sheila-Lou.

"Duh, what's wrong, Raina-Lou? Are you feeling bad, too?

"I'm sorry... something suddenly got out of hand..."

Supported by Sheila-Lou, Raina-Lou also thanked Varcus.

Those blue eyes are brimming with tears.

"Thank you, Varcus. I am truly delighted with your words."

"My words, for example, don't weigh that much. Only the words of Lord Asta should weigh on you."

Varcus wasn't bare, but I guess that doesn't matter. Leaning on each other, Raina-Lou and Sheila-Lou had on top of this a happy look.

Even for them, the presence of Vulcan is special. It made me feel as happy as I am that they had Varcus admit to me like that.

"Next time, please cook with me."

With Mim's words, a new plate is arranged. It is a dish of giva meat and vegetables, simmered in broth based on caron milk and scissored in baked poitan.

"Hmm, this is the same dish that was sold in Accommodation Town, right?

To Bozzle's question, Mim said, "Yes!" and nod vigorously.

"Since I've been busy with business since Easter, and I couldn't move on with any other studies, there's no cooking beyond this for me right now. Very crude dish, please forgive me"

"Hmm. This smells delicious again."

"Yeah, yummy!" said Polearth, taking the initiative and picking up Mim's dish. "I let my eyes shine.

"This is delicious! I can't believe it's crude.... Oh well, Jan was all over you too. Due to my busy schedule, that was also flying out of my mind when I visited Inn Town. Oh, this is no better than Lord Asta again."

"Thank you," Mim breathed relieved. I guess it was most worrying for her to undermine the mood of the aristocratic Polearths.

After all, the Vulcas and the others - except for Siri-Lou - had the same reaction they had when they ate the Rayna-Lou dishes. Namely, Vulkas and Tartumai are faceless, Bozzle smiles, and Roy is on the top of the Buddha.

Siri-Low had become a very serious face. He carefully chews on Mim's dishes, which can be eaten in roughly three bites. Somehow, the word "impatient" was a perfect tremendous temper.

"This is Lord Michelle's dish."

Eventually, Varcus said in an emotionally unreadable voice.

"No, it doesn't mean Lord Michelle used to cook the same dish. Still, this is a dish made by Lord Michelle."

"Yes, because my master is my father.... Of course, I'm sure Asta has influenced me lately."

"Lord Asta has a method that originally led to Lord Michelle. But you are, after all, Lord Michelle's son."

Varcus looked directly at Mim's face.

"Did you say Lord Mime? How old are you?

"I'm eleven this year."

"Eleven... you're seven years younger than Lord Asta or Siri-Low"

Speaking of which, I think Siri-Low was my age. She turned eighteen with the New Year's visit.

Anyway, Varcus seemed to be quietly dawning as immovable.

"You already feel that you are grasping the flavor you seek. Speaking of the completeness of this one item alone, you may say that, with all due respect, it exceeds the power of Lord Asta."

"Yes, no, never."

"But you don't criticize a cook as serving only one dish of food. Young as you are still, what dishes will you be cooking in the future… just imagine, your chest will tremble"

That's how Varcus shook his head small and breathed.

"I just have one concern. As Lord Asta said, a young child has a very keen taste."

"Huh?" I raise my voice unexpectedly.

Is that possibly about the words I told Rimi-Lou or Tour-Din during the ingredients bargaining? At that time, I should have whispered so that other people wouldn't hear me.

"How far your tongue can keep its acumen, and that will determine your path. If you could grow old with that extraordinary taste - you could certainly be a cook beyond me or Lord Michelle."

"I'm not going to be able to transcend my father."

Mim, who responded that way, was smiling innocently without looking completely different than usual.

"But it's a great honor to say that to you, Varcus. I would like to continue to follow my father's teachings and move forward one by one."

"Yes, I want to live until I see what kind of cook you will grow up to be"

With that said, Varcus glanced at Siri-Low.

"Siri-Low, now a younger cook than you has shown such great skill. Encourage me, too."

"... Yes," Siri-Low responds with a low voice.

I'm not messing around like I was when I was praised. but those eyes felt like they were burning worse than they were then.

"Next time, I'll serve you my dishes. Tour-din, can you help me?

"Yes."

My cooking left a finish. After cleaning it up quickly, I had Yun-Sudra and the others carry the vessels.

"Oh, I've been waiting for this dish"

Saying so, Vulcus leaned over his neck like a scratch.

"But come on. You seem to smell different. Do they even use seagrass or fish smoke?

"You know that by the scent. That's Varcus."

It was by the curry that I prepared for this occasion.

Varcus said he liked "Giva Curry" a lot, and today he had a job making "Black Fuwano's Soba". Then I thought this menu would be the most deserving and least burdensome.

I bring a curry with a commercial one, and I divide it with a mein Tsukuba that has been rubbed on this occasion. Later only the chatch powder to keep thickening was added.

I personally prefer curry udon, but there won't be anything worse by my side. In the one-day dinner of the Silver Moon, which was the only holiday, the ratio of Mentsuyu and the boiling addition or subtraction of noodles were carefully studied. Good luck, I think it would be quite something.

"Varcus wanted us to make curry with the best ingredients we have in this pantry, but we can get fresh ingredients in the lodging town too, so you don't think it makes that much difference in the finish, do you? But it lacked fun to serve the same thing you ate before, so I thought I'd try this dish with the black fuwano."

"Is that thinly chopped black fuwano sunk in this"

"Yes, it may be a little hard to eat, but Varcus seemed to have shown interest by the warm side, so I thought it would be just fine"

"Thank you. My chest started pounding before I could say anything."

While stating it that way, Varcus is still faceless.

It should be noted that this dish was also the first unveiling for the mime and Kamadoku people by the woods, so we prepared for everyone.

Except for three Raina-Lou, Sheila-Lou and Tour-Din, who are practicing handling chopsticks, they have forked dishes in their hands. Plus, other than Turtumai, who was able to eat the noodles, I had to wrap the noodles around them like pasta and have them carried to my mouth while supporting them not to spill with a spoon.

It was still Polearth who gave me the first voice in that way.

"Yeah, this is delicious too! Or how much more delicious you can feel than the way you eat with the cold juice you just taught the cooks!

"Really? Thank you. … well, finishing the curry is a lot more laborious and expensive than making as much juice as you just did."

"If it's a castle town, you won't have a problem with the cost. Though this one certainly seems harder to eat, I wonder if warm dishes would please the people of Genos."

Then should I have called instead of putting it on?

However, it is harder to eat than curry buckwheat with thickened boils, and there is a risk that the noodles will become frizzy if you trick them into eating too much. I thought about it all the time, and I chose a cold one instead of a warm one.

"Besides, this dish called Him is excellent in the first place! If it's even accepted by the people of the Innkeeper Town, who haven't been able to eat Sim food, it will also gain more popularity in Castle Town. If you can teach the chefs in Castle Town how to cook a dish called Him, you can buy as many Sims of Vanilla as you want."

"No," Varcus said quietly.

It seems that the tea bowl-sized tasting product has been beautifully filled with a slightly distracted gap. There is no juice left in the vessel either.

"It was also eliminated at previous tasting meetings, but how to cook delicious dishes is a property for cooks. It seems appropriate to spread it to the rest of us in a broad way."

"No, but I did spread the word about the black fuwano dish, and you were just telling me to teach me how to use vanilla, if that's what you're willing to do, right?

"The way vanilla is handled and the way the finished dishes are made is a completely different story. And as for the Black Fuwano dish - it will be more or less imitated by the rest of us when the dish 'Cut the Fuwano Thin' is served to the world. That's how I understand Lord Asta only put the time and effort into it."

With no expression, Varcus was talking a little faster again.

"But who can imitate this dish? This is the credit of Lord Asta. Only the recognized human being of Lord Asta should know how to make this. With me, I am not going to teach a human being who is not a disciple how to cook his own dishes. A cook should be."

"Yeah, I wonder if that's what it is.... What does Lord Asta think?

"Right. This is also a dish that wasn't uncommon in my hometown, so I don't think it's like hiding it from people in that sense -"

But I decided to think about it there.

From a slightly different point of view than Vulcan, something caught my mind, too.

"- But it took a lot of work and time to recreate this dish in this land. It was the woodland ladies, starting with them, of course, who helped me with that. We could all grind a lot of vanilla, make sure it tasted good, try different combinations, and finally recreate this flavor. If I had worked alone on that task, I might not have finished this dish yet."

So many women helped me with my work in the settlement of Lou and in the house of Fa. These days we had the same cooperation to develop every dish, but after all, it was this curry that had the most difficulty.

"It makes me feel sorry for everyone that I inadvertently spread the word about how to cook a dish called a curry that I've worked so hard to make. Of course, you're welcome to use curry vegetables to cook your own dishes, and that's actually how we treat them in Inn Town, but I'd like to think a little more carefully about the herbal formula that we've all worked so hard to complete"

"I see. If that's how Lord Asta feels, of course he won't be forced. At the moment, the vanilla used on him is still a little short."

Polearth smiled as he carefully plucked his yellow-stained mouth.

"And I'm also very grateful to you for being so honest with me. I want to keep working with the people by the woods. If I make another unscrupulous offer without my knowledge, don't hesitate to return the words."

"Yes, thank you"

"Still, it's quite something to let Lord Varcus in. You didn't even try" Black Fuwano Soba ", but your eyes have changed for this dish, right?

"This dish is special. A cook who can handle Sim's vanilla so skilfully will be hard to find in the castle town either. And today, Lord Asta used even seagrass and fish smoke in his dishes to show a further spread."

Varcus' eyes, deep green, are slowly pointed towards me.

"This dish is complete. The only thing that seems like there is still room for consideration in sorting vegetables…"

"Oh, this is a product we're selling in Accommodation Town, so you're keeping the material costs down, aren't you? I also use different vegetables and mushrooms when making them in my own home"

"So I wanted to taste this dish in that way."

Varcus' brilliant brow lowers the angle just a little.

"I'm sorry about that. But I can tell you the same thing about other contributions, but it doesn't seem like the only absolute form of cooking exists."

"... what does that mean?

"Yeah, if you say it in this dish, I don't think even the meat you use needs to stick to Giva. Even kimus and carons can finish just as good, and the vegetables you use will change depending on your personal preferences. The owners of Innkeepers in Inn Town also use their favorite vegetables, and I think some people will find it more delicious."

Still doesn't seem to convey my sincerity yet, so I decided to overlap the words even further.

"In my hometown, there was a curry store, and I was able to enjoy all sorts of curries. For example, you could try serving fried meat, adding roasted eggs, using plenty of vegetables and mushrooms - and then you could adjust the degree of spiciness, and there seemed to be shops where you could choose what kind of stock to use."

"If I even changed the stock I use, wouldn't that already be a different dish?

"No, still, this dish has an intense vanilla flavour and aroma, so I guess it fits within the frame of 'curry'. So, it seems to me that there is no absolute answer to what kind of curry people want."

Varcus thought for a while before snapping "I see".

"You are, after all, a special cook, Lord Asta. I guess that's natural because I'm a migrant, but I finally understand what that means."

"Ha. What does that mean?

"It seems to me that Lord Mime and those around the woods are by no means inferior to Lord Asta. This dish called Him is special in me, but compared to other dishes, their skill is comparable to Lord Asta's. But still, I knew you were special. The way you think, the way you work, that you've lived in the exotic world, is just too special. So I will be obsessed with the presence of Lord Asta."

That being said, Varcus gently closed his eyelids.

"I can't imitate your manners. But I desire thy cooking, and I desire to know thee. No cook would ever have this feeling. You are special to me, Lord Asta."

"... thank you," I let him bow his head.

But unlike Varcus, who was dawning, I felt a little lonely.

What makes me special is not the result of my efforts. I've just been carried so far by some invisible hand. I may have been special in this world, but I didn't feel proud of that.

(But that's who I am, who's helping everyone by the woods.)

And even cooks like Varcus were able to connect with each other in a shitty way. I decided in my heart not to mess with you weirdly and let me be honest with you about the consequences.

At the end of the day, we were finally going to try the Varcus dish.