Isekai Ryouridou

Kukuruel-Gi-Adumftan, along with his three compatriots, was strolling through the Inn Town of Genos.

The hour is the twenty-third day of the purple moon, the second day after the beginning of the Easter of the Sun God, about its afternoon.

The stone streets are filled with more people than usual, making them busy. The same noise was going on in the castle town, but this lodging town, which did not require a pass, was still less likely to be gaining momentum.

Kukuruel said - No, the people of the east, who encourage business in the kingdom of the west, loved this kind of bustle above all else.

Otherwise, there's no reason to leave home far away. Feeling the breath of the wind godly Sim on his cheek, he lives in a long meadow land, relaxing chasing his gamma - only a person who never gets tired of that kind of life throws himself into a vagrant life.

Therefore, whether Sims or one of the biggest chambers of commerce, Kukuruel, who is only in business with the nobles of the west, made sure to go down to the cluttered lodging town this way when he found time. Both the people of the polite castle township and the people of the crude and barbaric lodging township were fresh and beloved to the meadow people of Kukuruel.

"Kukuruel, looks like this Easter is more busy than usual, right?

One of my compatriots, who was walking with me, speaks that way in the language of his hometown.

'Right. I spent last year in the King's Capital, so it's been two years since I've visited Genos during Easter, but things seem a lot different'

The reason for this had already been revealed in the castle town.

Only a few months ago, there was a major incident in Genos in which the head of the Count family was being held captive as a great sinner.

Moreover, it was a person named Cycleus, whom Kukuruel was selling Sim's ingredients.

The company Kukuruel headed, Black Wind Cut Feather, dealt with various products, but ingredients were a big business that accounted for about 30% of them. Kukuruel was also to be difficult because that business partner had fallen. A nobleman named Cycleus had bought all the ingredients brought in by the Black Windcut Feather.

The business with Cycleus, however, was hand-in-hand between the Counts of Turan and Genos Marquis, who had taken over properly. Living games, which I have carried through hard work, will also be safely taken away, and the promise of commerce would not be trampled upon.

But they had a lot of problems on Genos' side.

Apparently, a person named Cycleus had no monopoly on the ingredients he had been able to buy and not distribute them for much.

If they imitated that, they would have wasted unusable ingredients and seemed like they were just going to lose money, but they still didn't mind. Cycleus, who was showing an unusual obsession with something called gastronomy, said he had not flushed any other ingredients besides the aristocrats and cooks who were associated with him.

Such Cycleus' reign came to an end.

So, there are different kinds of ingredients going to be distributed in this lodging town.

Indeed, the last time I visited, only poor food was sold in this lodging town. Seasonings and the like were about rock salt and slight vanilla, and there was not even a distribution of Mammalian vinegar that could be taken with Turan. All they had to do was use their own vegetables, Kimmus' meat, and then some caron's foot meat purchased from Doug in the next town.

(If it is indeed a town as rich as Genos, it is normal for it to be as busy as this in Inn Town. The castle town is as rich as the king's capital, while the lodging town was in a state like the end of the place. How weirder has it ever been)

Lots of stalls were served in the Inn Town so I could enjoy the scent of different dishes just walking down the road.

The smell of milk fat from Karon's milk, the scent of vanilla brought in from the shim, the scent of tau oil to be purchased from Jagal - which was also previously the only scent I could smell in Castle Town.

"After all, the people's stalls by the woods seem to have already closed their shops."

and yet another compatriot speaks that way.

In distributing the ingredients to the lodging town, the nobles of Genos relied on a cook who lived in a woodland settlement.

It is a stranger who lived by the woods while being a migrant from outside the sea, and he hears that he can use a variety of ingredients with no less skill than a Castle Town cook. The story was that the person set an example to the people by presenting delicious dishes with ingredients unfamiliar to the people of the Inn Town.

Kukuruel has an abdominal proposal that we should pave the way for Morga Forest. His reputation was heeded and much curiosity aroused him, but his stall only opened from two moments in front of Jomtien down, and the busy Kukruels had not even been able to see him yet.

'Well, once Easter is over, we can move more freely now too. Until then, let's enjoy the other stalls'

You can enjoy as many carefully prepared dishes as you want in Castle Town. But it is also a journey to taste the dishes made by the people of Ichii with their heads twisted. With that thought in mind, when Kukuruel had his hands free in business in the castle town, he was thus trying to go to the soaring lodging town.

"Which, try to pinch appropriately"

Choosing a less lined stall of people, the Kukuruels bought snacks.

It is a small dish, wrapped in Poitan dough with the flesh of Kimmus.

These days, it seems fashionable to sell even the amount of food at a lower price. This was also a thankful story for Kukuruel, as he could enjoy multiple dishes in one day.

So, it's the dish at heart - it was quite a bizarre flavor.

Kimmus meat and vegetables are simmered, but apparently milk fat and mammalian vinegar are used, oddly mixed with sweetness and sourness. That's about as sweet as it gets, so it seemed like Jagal's sugar was also used.

'Exactly. It seems difficult to use new ingredients in a few months. I don't think it's very tasty.'

My countrymen had stated it that way, but they would not have been disgusted by the people in the stalls because it was an eastern word.

Sure, it's hard to say it's delicious. Something's extra, and it feels like something's missing. In the first place, milk fat and mammalian vinegar didn't even seem to be so compatible ingredients.

(But I guess that's how I feel about working on something new. Because a dish where meat is simmered just with salt, as it used to be, won't even attract the interest of the guests)

I've never seen anything else in the king's capital, a town so full of sim and jagal ingredients. Over time, there seemed to be a great deal of room for something called the unique food culture of Genos.

'It could have been a mistake to choose an empty stall. Next time, try buying from a popular stall. "

Enjoy the crowd of clutter and head south down the street.

Then, at the end of the outdoor area, there was a busy stall.

Moreover, the sign describes' giva 'in the western language.

"Is that the people's shop by the woods?

'No, my husband seems to be a people of the south.... No, a mix of southern and western?

Whatever it was, it couldn't be thrown away even in Castle Town with the occasional dish of giva meat I heard about. Something is wrong, and Gibba meat is not distributed in the castle town. That was also a story of 'if sooner or later', so it did not appear that there was a problem with the quality of Giva meat per se.

"You couldn't have thought of cooking Giva meat before, either."

'It was also surprising that Poitan was burned in a way that looked like a fuwano. Is it something that changes so much in just a few months'

As we line up in the queue, our compatriots speak.

Of course there are no crude people to reveal their emotions with, but it was only plain that they were floating.

Of course it is the festival, so Kukuruel floats well enough.

"Thank you for waiting. It tastes like vanilla or tau oil, which would you like?

When the order of the Kukuruels finally turned, the owner of the store smiled in a flamboyant manner.

After all, it must be mixed. Face creation and stature are the people of the south themselves, but their skin is as yellow as the people of the west, and they do not seem to repel the people of Sims.

"Okay, two at a time, please"

What was being sold was a small bun dish, so I decided to buy that many.

The four of us share it evenly, each mouthing it.

This dish was delicious with no multiplication.

Tau oil tastes better to the people of the south. This is also sugar used, the more well sweet and spicy. Both tau oil and sugar seem very compatible because they are ingredients of Jagal.

And the meat of Giva is very suitable for its flavoring.

It is a chewy, firm meat. It is quite strongly flavored, but it has an unbeatable presence. Better than Karon, it could have been flesh closer to the gamma.

And it's a dish made with vanilla.

This surprised me from the bottom of my heart.

How can a southerly blood-drawing man so brilliantly use vanilla? It was perfectly in harmony with the use of so many different herbs that Kukuruel, the people of Sim, could not tell the difference.

Not strong enough to sting the tongue, but still very strong in flavor. I'm sure they also use tau oil, caron milk and sugar to relieve the spiciness of vanilla. If it were the Kukuruels, it would have been preferable to have a more pointy taste, but not enough to disturb those manners.

And this one, Giva's meat fits very well.

Without meat and vegetable stock, no matter how much vanilla you use, you can't tailor it to a delicious dish. Even the flavor of vanilla is strongly felt, but it was supposed to be the meat and vegetable stock that supported its foundation.

"This dish is delicious. I was very surprised."

Impossible, Kukuruel spoke to her husband at work from the side of the stall.

My husband laughs, "Thank you," as he rubs his new bun.

"There are only a few shops in this lodging town that can handle Giva. If you like, go to the cafeteria."

"Are you the master of the inn?

"Yes. It is an inn called The Great Tree Pavilion in the South. South guests are the main ones staying, but the dining room is full of guests from the west and east."

"I would love to hear that from you this evening."

With the exception of holidays such as Jomtien's Day and the Day of Doom, the night is relatively free to move. The castle town is forbidden from entering and leaving at night, so that would result in the inn being taken in the boarding town, but if it is in exchange for this delicious dish, it was also fine.

That's how I thank my husband and go back for a stroll in the Inn Town.

Turning back down the road, this time looking at the opposite side of the street, it still seemed like it was the snack stalls that were lively there.

I guess all the people who visited Accommodation Town with crackles, just like Kukuruel, have been drained of this transformation.

In one stall, it is broiled on fire while painting tau oil on a kimmus stabbed on an iron skewer.

In a stretched picture of a leathery roof, a vanilla-scented juice was dispensed.

They are baking chopped carons of foot meat with milk fat, simmering ingredients with large quantities of mammalian vinegar, or sticking meat and vanilla in with poitan colored with vegetables - anyhow, everyone is making a leap to use rare ingredients to catch the customer's eye.

Caron's breast dishes seemed to be sold in stalls and other places bearing the crest of the Count Dalaim family.

Until now, only cheap foot meat was sold in Inn Town.

Against that, some stalls were cooking with skinned Kimmus meat. The skinned meat tends to put the value on it, but if you refrain from serving things like tau oil and shim vanilla, you may be able to get the original as much as any other store. Besides, people are getting more concerned during the festival, so they won't spare any more copper coins than they usually do.

I still had a lot of room in my stomach, so the Kukuruels bought another item, snacks.

It simmered meat and vegetables in vanilla broth, and twirled it with poitan dough.

The meat is caron's leg meat, and the vegetables are a combination of aria and rohioi, plus chum chum. Rohioi and chumcham were also supposed to be rare vegetables around here, which can be taken in Jagal or elsewhere in Selva.

"Wow, this is amazing flavoring"

Unexpectedly, one of my compatriots speaks up as such.

If I had been a little more distracted, I would have had emotions on my face.

But, well, I don't even know what it feels like. There were plenty of shim vanilla used in this dish, but the way it was used was a lot more sudden.

The fruits of chits that sting the tongue and the leaves of salfal that fall off the nose are not normally used together in shims. Salfal dissolved in water and was usually applied to roasted meat, and was not a herb to be used in stewed dishes in the first place.

Moreover, this is because it is too spicy for the people of the west and south, or even because it is used in sugar and caron milk.

The combination is another surprise.

Compared to as much giva meat snacks as I did earlier, it seems less or less spot on.

The idea of using sugar is delightful because vanilla is spicy first, and there is no such thing as sugar in sims in the first place. No, that may not be the case even in Sims if they are other clans, but at least there was no such thing as a sugar-like condiment in the grassland territory ruled by Gi or Ji clans.

So this was the only dish I could taste in the exotic world.

Sim's vanilla is used in an unexpected way. Although it was impossible to use compared to earlier stores, Kukuruel felt strangely pleasant.

"Didn't you have a good souvenir story for your family back home? This is another flavor of the journey."

The compatriots were pushing the dish into their mouths as they nodded and struggled.

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And it is night.

Once he had returned to Castle Town to clean up his commercial work, Kukuruel was back in Accommodation Town.

He's taking three more compatriots, but he's got a different face than noon. It seems that the three of them at noon had a lot to do with the stewed Salfal dish, and they wanted to finish dinner in the castle town.

'You're lively even at night. It's like a holiday.'

As my compatriots put it, even at night, the outdoor area was served with light snack stalls. People's streets also feel quite busy, although they are half as good as they are during the day.

But tonight's goal was the dining room of the inn.

Comfortably feeling the buzz of the festival, we head south again down the street.

The Great Tree Pavilion in the South was situated on the south side facing the main street.

As an accomodation in Inn Town, it would be pretty big. Moreover, even though it is not a public holiday, a table is put in front of the store, and all of them are filled with guests. It seemed a lot more prosperous in the rare inn dealing with giva meat.

"Welcome. Are you four?

Stepping into the dining room on the first floor, my husband, who I also saw during the day, greeted me with a smile.

but you wouldn't have been able to tell what Kukuruel looked like over there. Exotic people all looked alike, and Kukuruel wore and still wore a jacket headscarf deep during the day.

"Unfortunately, it's crowded, so we might be splitting up the two of us, but is that okay?

"Yes, I don't mind"

"And I'm out of Giva's cooking today, how about that one?

Kukuruel accidentally got stuck in a reply.

Still, I don't expose myself to the kind of shame that moves my expression, and I make him say, "Really?"

"That's a shame. I don't think it's been a moment since the sun went down, but are you out of stock yet"

"I'm sorry. Today, a large group of customers jumped in… we are thinking of purchasing more Giva meat tomorrow"

Kukuruel reticed.

If the Giva dish you're looking for is out of stock, it doesn't seem like there's any reason to eat in this restaurant with a lot of people from the south until they split up.

"Oh, for a moment. Are you a customer who bought food in the street during the day?

"Yes, you've noticed a lot."

"Yes, sir. East customers who are fluent in Western language, like you, were rare."

Saying so, my husband looked a little thoughtful.

"Hmm. I'm the one who invited you to the dining room, too, unless you're really sorry that you cut Giva's cooking so early....... If you don't mind, may I introduce you to some other accommodation that deals with Giva food?

"That's a thankful story, are you sure?

"Yes, sir. It is truly my gratitude to you for taking me to my shop."

That's how my husband told me the names of the three lodgings to Kukuruel.

That was the only inn that dealt with Giva's cuisine, even in this lodging town.

"Now there are more novel ingredients like mountains in the Inn Town. Once it's settled, there will be more shops that want to handle Giva meat."

In the end of such a master's words, the Kukuruels left the Great Tree Pavilion in the South.

First, we will aim for an inn called Kimmus's Tail Pavilion, which is the largest of the three houses. The inn was a little back north on Main Street.

"Oh, here you are."

It was a very common lodging, smaller than the Great Tree Pavilion in the South.

No tables have been served outside the store, but signs of a sufficiently busy situation are conveyed from beyond the door.

"Welcome. Four, right?

When I opened the door, my young daughter greeted me.

He looks very busy holding an empty wooden dish in both hands. Even on that face, which looks pure, the sweat shines.

"I'm sorry. It's full right now, so you might want to wait a half an hour or so"

"Half a minute..."

It was a harsh condition for the hungry Kukuruels.

"If you wait half an hour, can you eat Giva food?

Still, when I asked her that way, her daughter tipped her little neck "hmm".

"Please wait a moment.... Father, is Gibba's cooking still there after half an hour?

"Ask them about the big meal they packed in the dining room!

From the door across the reception deck, a rough voice returns.

The dining room is thriving a lot, but they're understaffed.

"I'm sorry. Giva's cuisine is so popular that it sells out quickly. I think I'll be buying more meat from tomorrow..."

"Really? Then I'll be home when I get another chance."

And so the Kukuruels were to be dispersed again.

"I guess it's still very popular to be a boulevard inn. We talked about the other two being small lodgings, so let's hope for you. '

So go into the alley and aim for your next inn.

The next store was about an inn for the people of the east called the "Xuanrong Pavilion".

As we go down the alley, the shadows become less. This inn does business in a gathered area of a private house.

'In a place like this, you have an inn. It's a place you wouldn't even notice if you didn't know.'

'Right. But that's what hidden stores are all about.'

After a short walk, I was able to find the "Xuanrong Pavilion" in the place as I was told.

but it is a normal private house of both build and size. If the sign hadn't come out, I would have overlooked it. The neighborhood, including the building, has been quiet.

"Maybe this doesn't mean it's full."

I opened the door thinking so, but the outlook was sweet.

In the cafeteria of the store, the people of Sims were pushed in tightly.

Sim's people don't make too much noise in the dining room either. So it was quiet.

The people of Sims in their coats, who did not look like the Kukruels, are scratching meat and rinsing broth in their seats. Full of it was the aroma of that vanilla dish that I tasted in the daytime snacks without a shadow.

"Welcome, there are four of you"

The owner of the store and the man approached without a sound.

A seemingly normal western people, but his master was as faceless and calm as the people of the east.

"Oh, you're the first face customer. Welcome to Xuanrong Pavilion. My name is Nail, and I am the owner of the store."

"I will be polite in this. My name is Kukuruel, and I'm the leader of the Chamber of Commerce, Black Wind Cut Wings."

"Hmm, Black Wind Cut Feathers." We want to know your name. I hear Sims can show it to you in a big club of fingerfolds. "

While stating it that way, I still don't try to move my expression. He seemed to be a much more eastern taught figure.

"As you can see, we are currently full… in four and a half minutes, I think we can prepare your seats."

"Really?... But how about Giva's cooking?

As Kukuruel asked, Nair lay her eyes down sorry.

That's all I've got now, and the next word is predictable.

"I'm sorry about the phase. Just so you know, I just sold out my last giva dish. Apparently, Easter this year is busier than usual, so I missaw the addition or subtraction of purchases."

"Really? In fact, it was the third time I visited this inn, but I couldn't speak of Giva's cuisine in any of the stores."

"Oh, I'm sure even those inns couldn't have predicted that Easter would start and we'd be welcoming so many guests. Not to mention that Giva cuisine is only handled in a very limited number of inns… Now that Giva's food is gaining a huge reputation in daytime stalls, this business is becoming obsolete"

"I see...... but when I was strolling in the day, there was only one stall dealing with Giva's food. Is it just the people's stall by the woods that they close the store early, calling for so much reputation?

"Yes. The people by the woods alone have put out five stalls, and there seem to be about two other people by the west. That's all we talked about, over 1,000 meals sold."

"1,000 meals......"

The servant Kukuruel was also about to move his expression, and he rushed to restrain himself.

"That's a tremendous popularity. Besides, you've only opened the store for a very short time, right?

"Yes. Forestside people are so good at cooking skills. Even in my shop, we buy not just Giva meat, but Giva dishes from the people by the woods."

So Kukuruel was to be caught in one suspicion.

"Speaking of which, this one seems to have a very similar scent to the dishes we ate during the day. It was a combination of vanilla that even the eastern people could hardly think of, so I was very surprised."

"Oh, that's Naudis' stall from The Great Tree Pavilion in the South, isn't it? I hear they're selling snacks over there that use 'Bubba - Him'. He also uses the vegetables of Asta, a forest dweller."

Nair said so freshly as he narrowed his eyes proudly about something.

"All four inns dealing with Giva meat sell their 'Bubba... Him'. All the dishes Asta makes are brilliant, but it still seems like 'gibberish' is something else."

"So was that vanilla combination also conceived by someone named Asta?"

It was once again a reminder of the power of the asterisk cook that even the nobility of Castle Town relied on.

"In the" Great Tree Pavilion in the South ", we serve him sweet with Jagal ingredients, and in my shop we serve him spicy with chit fruit. It must also be an interesting part of 'gibberish... him-' to be able to change the flavor by the humans who make it that way. Before you leave Genos, I want you to taste it once and for all."

"Yes, I was very intrigued too"

Thus the Kukuruels were to leave behind the third lodging.

Under the moonlight, my compatriots call out from their flights as they walk in hope to the last inn.

"Kukuruel, I've been smelled of vanilla in as many inns as I just did, and my hunger has become intolerable."

'Neither do I. If you can't mouth Giva food with this, don't let it be that you've gone out all the way to Inn Town to suffer'

The last inn existed in the so-called slums.

On the streets, those who are not righteous to see, sit down on the ground and fill with fruit wine. Exactly. No one came to obsess with the Kukuruels, the people of the east, but it did not seem to be a very alarming area.

The name of the inn is Westwind Pavilion.

It wasn't such a big inn either, but unlike the Xuanrong Pavilion, it conveyed a lot of buzz before I approached it.

"There you are. Four, right?

It was the daughter of a long-haired western people who welcomed me.

He is sparingly exposed to light shaded shoulders and bellies, and he still seems to be busy standing. The customer seemed to be in 80% of the time.

"Dinner? Are you staying? We're both free right now."

"If we can eat, we would also like to stay there.... Is there just something left called Giva's cooking?

"Uh, are you looking for Giva food? I'm sorry, but 'Bubba-Him' sold out. Looks like a bunch of crashing customers came from the Xuanrong Pavilion."

While stating so, my daughter showed more white teeth.

"But if it was any other Giva dish, I'd still have it. I bought three days worth of meat together, and it's going to be gone tomorrow!

"Now I'd like that giva dish"

Relax, Kukuruel will try to respond.

My daughter nodded, "Four people, you're nasty!" He called out loudly to the back of the store.

"The seats are this way. Cooking with giva meat has grilled meat, poitan and juice dishes, but what do we do?

"Yes. How much would be the right amount to eat for four?

"Is it all Giva cooking okay? If you do that, it'll be more expensive than Karon's or Kimmus's dishes."

"Yeah, that's okay."

"The people of the east are generous! Well, I guess it feels like two meat dishes and two Poitan dishes, and one juice dish for every number of people. If that's not enough, order extra. And can I get a drink of fruit liquor? Lamam or dried kiki juice today."

"Well, that's for two, too, please."

So finally the Kukuruels were able to calm their hips.

I've been walking around on an empty stomach and I'm getting pretty tired. If I hadn't put it on Giva cooking, I would have spent the evening in the middle of nowhere.

(Speaking of which, even snacks were only a little pricey for Giva's dishes. So in this inn, Giva food never sold out)

Because it is in the middle of a slum, so are all the outlaws gathered in this dining room. If even the guards suddenly stepped in, maybe half of them would escape.

In it, all but a few of the other people of the east were seen among the Kukuruels, but the people of the south do not exist as one. Since there are so many wealthy merchants called the people of the south who visit Genos, they cannot enter such an area without a guard, and I guess there is no reason to do so in the first place.

So, if you're an outlaw or an unreliable man, it's something you can't afford so much nostalgia. For these people, Giva cuisine was not least a luxurious supper.

'Exactly. That's not much to have dinner in a flattering inn so far. I hope they serve a decent meal.'

and one of the younger members said so.

Only Kukuruel ate Giva food during the day, so I guess they can't pluck their anxiety. Maybe he's starting to regret what he's been doing about Kukuruel out of curiosity.

Well, if you're in this kind of inn, you wouldn't waste high value ingredients either. If it was giva meat, it would have seemed satisfying just to cook it with salt, and rather it was such a simple dish that you should have been able to enjoy the original flavour of giva meat.

While I'm thinking about that, the food is continuously brought in.

With that in mind, Kukuruel was surprised not least. Arranged there were not as simple dishes as I thought.

BBQ dishes did seem to be those that baked giva meat.

However, vegetables like Aria and Pra and Nennon are also baked together, with some sweet and spicy scented juice hanging over them. What could be discerned by Kukuruel was the aroma of tau oil and myrmu.

So, Poitan cooking was quite an odd dish.

Apparently it is a dish mixed with meat and vegetables in a poiton and baked together. The shape is usually round and I want to flatten it, but there is also a juice hanging there that smells like tau oil. However, you smelled sour rather than sweet.

Moreover, an unidentified yellow and white liquid is also hung thereon.

No, is half solid? Even though it is hung thin and mesh, it shines very brilliantly in the same way. It looks like some kind of oily glow.

And used in juice dishes was caron's milk.

Is milk fat also used? It has a mellow sweet aroma, with a shadow of grated meat and vegetables peeking from the white juice.

"Yes, this is fruit liquor divided by dried kiki juice, and this is Lamam. Call me back if you don't have enough."

My daughter, who has carried the dishes with her two elderly women, walks away at all costs.

In the meantime, the Kukuruels offered their pre-meal prayers to Sims, then poured fruit liquor into the liquor cup.

It's not the kind of distillery that gets drunk in Castle Town. Sweet and sour, it's a Mammalian fruit wine. Dried kiki juice adds even more acidity, while lamam fruit juice adds sweetness. I didn't dislike the taste, but I felt weak about alcohol.

Whatever it is, it is cooking.

I didn't think there was plenty of tau oil or caron milk used so far, but I didn't feel any major problems with the appearance or aroma.

My daughter prepared the dishes for me, so I divided the BBQ and Poitan dishes for two in half into four people, each carrying them to my mouth.

'This is... delicious'

A young member who had just raised his voice worryingly said so first.

Nor did Kukuruel have any objections.

BBQ dishes are sweet and spicy as their aroma suggests. That goes well with Giva's meat.

They used not only tau oil and myrmu, but also sugar and aria sledding, and their sweetness seemed to be in great harmony with the salt air and myrmu flavors of tau oil.

Is the area of meat around the chest or back? It is greasy enough and very edible. I thought it was a daytime snack, but it's a fine meat that can't be beat to strong flavoring. This was also accompanied by pieces of baked poiton, so it was as delicious as eating it together.

Poitan dishes are more sour flavored in contrast to that.

In addition to tau oil, Tarapa and Mammalian vinegar seem to be used here, which reinforces the acidity.

Besides, the unidentified yellow and white seasoning was also basically sour.

I'm guessing this one uses mammalian vinegar as well. However, the flavor was not so strong, and the shades were white, so this seemed to be the white mammalian vinegar of Banaam that had recently come into circulation in Genos.

Kukuruel can't tell what else is being used. However, it was not just sour, but oddly a flavor that enhanced the flavor of the dish.

That is how it is a dish in which two flavourings emphasizing acidity are used, but the Poitan dough sealed with meat and vegetables was quite thick, so it did not feel like a "sour dish".

The meat mixed in Poitan is fatter than the dish just now and is extremely delicious. The vegetables were only thickly chopped tinos, but the bite was also pleasant.

Baking Poitan dough with meat and vegetables also seemed a lot rampant, but delicious. I guess it would not taste like this if I baked Poitan, Giva meat and Tino separately. Each texture and flavor combined to create this delightful dish.

The last juicy dish could have been a relatively simple one.

Karon's milk and milk fat have begun to be used in the Inn Town of Genos very recently, but it can be spoken of as much in the castle town or in the neighboring town of Dabbag. Using it in a juice dish was also a very common method.

Other ingredients are not used for the time being. Salt, pico leaves and maybe a little around tau oil were also used, but it had a very often rustic taste.

However, because it is rustic, the quality of Giva meat can be felt firmly.

The stock is powerful.

When the juice is soaked, it is as if different nourishments creep into the body. If it was such an appetizing day, it seemed enough to satisfy just this juicy dish and Poitan dough.

And the meat of Gibba was also delicious.

This may be a little closer to Karon's shoulder flesh and texture. The lean part is stuffed with fiber in the cucumber, and even if that's loosening up in your mouth, you can enjoy the bite for a while. It has a unique flavour that is produced when hard meat is carefully simmered.

If you notice, your compatriots were quietly eating as well.

I even enjoy cooking by moving a wooden spoon, as if I would spare time to share my thoughts. Compared to the decrease in fruit liquor, the rate at which the dishes were obviously going down was less.

"What do you say? Was it in your mouth?

And my daughter, who was distributing fruit liquor to other tables, called out as such.

Towards you, Kukuruel tries to nod yes.

"Very tasty. This is the second time I have ever spoken of Giva cuisine, but I am very satisfied"

"That's great. The second time, did you mean you ate something at the Asta's stall?

"No. I bought a snack at the" Great Tree Pavilion in the South "stall because it was too late to get down to the lodging town"

"Uh, the Astas will close the store at two moments. Asta and the others serve very elaborate dishes, so it's hard to get back to the settlement."

She seemed quite a chatter lover and my daughter enjoyed telling me that.

"We serve that Poitan dish called 'okonomiyaki' in our store in the street, but we take a ride to the popularity of the Astas and sell it out in about the same amount of time. I can't believe I'm selling out mime before Asta and the others."

"Oh, was it this shop that was serving Giva food stalls with the people by the woods?"

"Yeah, yeah, yeah. Only during Easter, specially. Asta's cooking is special, so you'd better eat it once before you leave Genos, right?

"I was told the same thing in other inns. But I think this dish is also extremely delicious."

"Sort of! Soya no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no... but, you know, Asta and the others cook exceptionally. I used more fine ingredients than ours. - I'm sure you'll be surprised.

"… you speak so happily that there are better dishes for sale than your own shop"

"Hmm? What do you mean?

"No. The master of the inn just now looked the same. You seem to have a strong admiration for the person named Asta."

"I'm not sure about Kefuku or anything, but Asta and I are pretty good friends! It's not a business vendetta, it's like we're working together."

There was a very innocent grin on my daughter's face stating it that way.

Even Sim's people, who consider it a disgrace to move their expressions, do not suffer that the exotic people are not. To the entity, it was an extremely attractive smile.

"I've been in Genos for over twenty years since I was young, but I've never exchanged words with the people by the woods yet. It felt a lot odd that they, a family of hunters, would open a stall in an inn town, but did that person named Asta still make a difference to them?

"Hmm? What do you think? Well, I guess I wouldn't have started selling stalls without Asta, but I guess those guys have been that kind of personality for a long time. I love people by the woods, don't I?

It was never at all that the people of the West would hear such words.

As a clan of savage hunters, a heretic who abandoned the Southern gods, the people by the woods had long been repelled by the people of the West and the South. That was supposed to be something completely unthinkable from the lodging town a few months ago, such as stalling out with the meat of Giva, which was considered a symbol of disaster, and calling for such a reputation.

(If so... isn't it surprisingly picturesque to pave the way for Morga Forest?

When Kukuruel thought of such a thing, his daughter gave him a frightened voice as she looked around on the table.

"Still, you're a lot of fast food customers. Were you that hungry?

Kukuruel was also surprised to look around, and the rest of the crew had completely tormented the dish.

And they're all staring at Kukuruel with the same eyes.

"What do we do? If you're satisfied with that, I'll show you to your bedroom."

Kukuruel returned the words to his daughter as she tried so hard to make her mouth feel dusty.

"No. Neither I nor my countrymen seem to be full at all. Can you carry the BBQ and Poitan dishes for two more servings?

"Rikai!," her daughter flinched herself, responding vigorously.

Those of you who stayed in Castle Town should be hungry in a splendid stone house. But would I be able to get a fuller feeling than the four of us on this occasion?

With that in mind, Kukuruel decided to enjoy the taste of sweet and sour fruit liquor that smelled like lamb until additional dishes arrived.