Isekai Ryouridou

Approximately moments later, we were returning to your ladies' waiting tea party venue.

Delivered three kinds of confectionery, the majority of your ladies shine their eyes in anticipation. It is Alishna and Lifreia, and the young Princess Odifia, who cannot read inside.

"You're just a bunch of sweets I've never seen before. I'm very excited to see what it tastes like."

"Then again, let's stay down on whose work it is and compare the flavors. You'll get a fairer result."

So while your lady was interested in comparing flavors, we waited in a separate room.

but this is the most exciting moment for me to be able to taste your work.

When you are guided to the next separate room, Roy, who was heading straight from the cook, is already waiting there. He was seen as unnecessary to greet his assistant.

"Thank you for waiting. … I'm in the position of an assistant, but how can I change my treatment?"

"Well, you're an assistant, but you're also their master, aren't you? Actually, I'm not an assistant, an apprentice, or anything. I'm in a different position."

Still, Roy seemed to be helping the Siri-Laws with their work in an irregular position. When Varcus refuses to disciple him, that's how he tries to learn the art of cooking.

"Besides, today's treats are from one to ten by Siri-Low. I just helped with the chores, so I don't want to be introduced to noblemen."

Roy, stating it that way, didn't even look like he was getting grubby.

I guess I'm only interested in polishing myself now. After marveling at the hands of Raina-Lou, he said he wanted to visit a forest settlement. The greed for its cooking was commendable.

"Well, let's have a tasting"

Since Siri-Low formed next to Roy, we were seated across the street from him, too. Rudd-Lou is also in his seat, and Ai-Fa stands secluded behind my nagging.

"Nevertheless, when they serve fried sweets again,"

Roy crushed it that way before the treat was split into small plates.

It is a cream croquette of the Tripe, by Rimi-Lou.

This time, Rimi-Lou had it rubbed as a complete treat.

Clothes are the same as usual. He sprinkles the spring with fuwano flour, lets it crease into melted eggs, and then fries the dried fuwano shredded flour over it. It is the same procedure as cutlets and croquets.

Sugar is added to the spring, adding more sweetness.

And from there, they're hanging the new sauce I gave them.

It was a substitute for chocolate sauce, made from gigi leaves similar to cocoa, sugar and caron milk.

Well, even if I gave it to you, it's still Rimi-Lou and Tour-Din who finished the flavor. I only conveyed my concept of chocolate sauce and showed the ingredients and procedures that I thought were necessary for it.

Of course, the caron milk is separated from the fat and used as milk fat and cream. It was not infrequently Rimi-Lou and Tour-Din who determined their proportion of sugar and finished it in its current form.

The cream croquette body was made to taste by Rimi-Lou alone. From the recipes I learned at the study group, I still practiced my own ingredients. In the cream croquette as a treat, I would no longer have been able to finish it better than Limi-Lu.

So, I'm sprinkling chocolate sauce on the croquette, so I'm secretly delighted that the purpose I saw is to be served with uster sauce.

Long ago, Lina, a childhood trainer, used to rub things like chocolate-flavoured gyoza and octopus grill, so it was the same joy as the flirtatious mind I felt at that time.

but no one can empathize with the pleasure on this occasion. In the first place, in a land where croquettes do not exist, this can only be seen as a mere "fried treat". Roy and Siri-Low were also only rare against the common sense of Genos.

"... you've served fried confectionery in oil before, but it seems to be made entirely differently"

And Siri-Low sticks a serious, unobtrusive look at me.

"Right," I nodded.

What I served before was an aloof jammed doughnut. At that time, Siri-Law also spoke of the confectionery in your lady's shoes.

By the way, Roy saw the doughnut when I was abducted by Leflaia. Oddly enough, they were supposed to eat my doughnuts in separate places.

"I'm ashamed to say, I think this treat made by Rimi-Lou tastes extraordinarily better than it did then. I hope it's in the mouth of the people in Castle Town."

Siri-Low silently attracts small plates.

When Roy took the little knife for the cut next to it, Rimi-Lou raised his voice "Ah". I suppose you want to pass on the annotations that you have just passed on to your ladies.

"You know, don't cut this on the plate, you'd better scratch it directly! The contents will spill!

I haven't seen these two talk much, but Roy is still the one invited to the Lou family welcoming party, and even the Chef in Castle Town has looked at him several times. Hence, Roy never looked like a candle, and he said, "Really?" and returned the words in a natural way.

"Yeah! I made it tiny, so you can eat one mouthful, right? I'm already cold, so I don't have to fuck around! I really think freshly fried food tastes better."

"Hmm," Roy switched dishes from knife to fork.

So I stumble through the middle of the croquette, smell the scent lightly, and then put it in my mouth.

Next door, Siri-Low already had a surprising look on his face.

"Is this... do you dare to finish with this kind of softness?

"Yeah, it's delicious, right? He said it was a dish called Kuryuko-nooko!

Rimi-Lou, who did not know what it was called, threw his share into his mouth, responding with a smile.

That's how lovingly I lowered my eyes.

"I don't know, etc? I think it was deliciously finished!

"Yeah, it's delicious. … and it was a little unexpected that you would relieve this kind of craftsmanship"

The second half of the words were directed at me.

"Yeah, Michelle told me the same thing. It wasn't that rare in my hometown."

Answering that way, I also decided to give Limi-Lu a taste of his work.

If you can't deliver the freshly made heat, it's a croquette that cools at room temperature. However, the clothes are still sarcastic, and the tongue made from tripe and caron milk melts in the mouth. The addition and subtraction of sweetness and the ratio to Gigi sauce were impeccable as far as I was concerned.

I also use minced aria because it is originally the same tongue as cream croquette. But the sweetness of the stripes, the caron milk and the sugar prevails, the taste of the confectionery itself. Now, it would still be Aria's favor to have depth in the flavor. Whether you knew or didn't know a dish called Cream Croquette, this should have made you think it would be a delicious treat.

"Nah, why aren't you using Giva's fat on this guy?

And, said Rudd-Lou, who refrained from taking the last seat, Limi-Lou said, "Hmm?," he tilted his neck.

"I don't know why they say it, but Asta told me to use the fat from Giva or the oil from Leten, whatever you want. So I compared it and wondered if the Leten oil would suit me better."

"Oh well. It's not that bad."

Leten oil is a similar ingredient to olive oil. Gibba's lard also surprisingly brings a refreshing taste, but it seems that the oil of Leten, a lighter flavor, was judged more suitable for cream croquettes as confectionery. Of course, I had no difference in that decision.

"Hey, try the ai-fa too."

and Rimi-Lou pokes the small plate towards Ai-Fa.

Ai-Fa stood and ate it.

"... this is also very sweet"

"Uh, is that right? I don't use that much sugar or anything!

"I don't really know what's good or bad about confectionery. But I think it tastes good enough."

Ai-Fa laid her hands on Rimi-Lou's head in a soft light in his eyes.

Rimi-Lou laughs happily, "Eh heh".

"This could be a terrible favor for a nobleman. I thought you were going to win one of the Siri-Laws this time, but you're losing confidence."

When Roy said so with a thin laugh, Siri-Low scoffed at you.

"Roy, I kept the cook as a disciple of Varcus. Would you mind saying something that would tear up the job?

"Don't hang on one way or the other. It's no different that your sweets are extraordinarily good."

That Siri-Low treat looked quite incredible.

The shape is round and small dough. That's one set in three: red, yellow, and green, with gold honey hanging thin from the top and mesh eyes. In addition, milky sauce was laid thinly under the dough.

"That's a very beautiful shade. It's such a waste to eat."

When I speak like that, my eyes are turned here that were staring at Roy.

"I can't begin to talk about not eating you. Or does that mean you'll lose your temper to eat, too?

"Isn't that right? It looks delicious."

Again, in the middle of the job, Siri-Low seems to be more concerned than usual.

I grabbed a fork while I sneaked up on Siri-Low like that.

Everyone else attracts Siri-Law treats, as shown.

When I stabbed the fork that way, I found out that the nectar was solid, contrary to its appearance.

It must have been liquid when cooking. Thinly layered golden honey over the dough is cooling and solidifying. That meant that I didn't use Panem honey or anything like that as it was.

When I stab the fork, it cracks without sound and the fragments spill onto the plate. I put it on the dough once more with every milky sauce, and then I carried it to my mouth.

My first choice was the yellow dough.

When I tried eating that with one mouth, the taste of the eggs spread in my mouth.

Apparently this shade was the yellow of Kimmus' eggs.

It had a very moist, pleasant texture.

It is not as viscous as a regular cake, but has a texture that I haven't really felt in Genos.

Even if the foundation is fuwano, you shouldn't get this kind of texture without adding other ingredients. The comfort of this texture was enough for me to admire.

And yet, the flavoring is wonderful. The dough itself is dominated by the flavour of the eggs, with solidified honey and milky white sauce complementing the sweetness. Yet this flavor that slightly tickles the back of my nose - seemed to be Kerr's root, similar to the shoga.

The honey must have been simmered with the addition of sugar to the Panem honey. The specific gravity of sugar is high, and it solidifies.

The milky sauce is based on caron milk. It has a strong fat content and a thick texture. Maybe a little bit of Leten oil or something. There is an intriguing depth of curiosity as to what flavor it would taste like alone.

So, it looks like only a few Kerr roots are added to either honey or sauce.

Kerr roots go well with sweet flavoring. I used it in "Meermoo Grill" and stewed dishes, but Siri-Low used it in confectionery.

Its Kerr root flavor is a serious accent.

It's not just a sweet treat, it's as if you're being pushed.

Combined with the pleasant texture of the dough, it felt wonderful and delicious to me.

"Yummy! Besides, you taste different!

Limi-Lu is also completely shaken.

Or they've already finished eating all three colors.

"I wonder if Rimi liked the red one. How about Rudd or Tour-Din?

"I'm yellow."

"I... think it was all delicious, but the green one struck me the most"

Listening to everyone's words, I let them eat the rest of the two colors too.

As such, it amazes me that all those flavors are brilliantly different.

The red dough seemed to contain a variety of fruit sauces. Berry acidity coexists with citrus flavors, adding even more mellow sweetness. It has an incredible taste, as if it were a combination of strawberries, lemon and momomo. Maybe Alou, Seal and Minmi are all used.

In it, I guess this red hue was brought from the fruit of Alou, a berry-based fruit. After eating just the dough, the acidity is likely to stand out a lot, but in harmony with the sweetness of the honey and sauce, it has a great finish.

So, the green one tasted like some kind of tea leaf.

Close to the scent similar to the yomogi used in that bathroom, slightly bitter. Not too bitter, but quite a unique taste.

Moreover, its strong flavors were also in harmony with honey and sauce.

Yellow, red, green, and dumplings tasted completely different, but this honey and sauce was in perfect harmony with all of them.

The acidity and bitterness whilst at the same time hitting the sweetness. It had a disciple-like finish of Varcus, who was good at multiplying the flavors.

"It was delicious. The arrangements at the ball were brilliant, but I think this is more than that."

That's what I said from my heart.

Siri-Low returns a faceless look, just a glance.

"The texture of this dough is unique. What else do you use for Fuwano?

"... it will be more of a dough with Guigo as the foundation and added fuwano than anything else in the fuwano"

"Is it Gigo? I would wrap the guillotine around the fabric myself, but you can also make it look like this."

Gigo is a potato ingredient. It is a well-known fact that it is viscous, but it was thought that there was something unique about cooking it to give it such a cake-like texture.

"Varcus doesn't really try to make individual treats just by making them as a way of cooking. I think Siri-Low would be better at this kind of treat."

shrugging his shoulders, Roy just mentioned it that way.

"It's outrageous," Siri-Low replies quietly.

"But I am proud to offer you something that is not ashamed of the position of disciple of Varcus."

Siri-Low's eyes were somehow directed at Tour-Din.

Is it aware of Tour-Din, who won the number one seat in comparison to the taste at the last tea party? Tour-din is getting smaller to escape that gaze.

"Your daughter was using a stripe, too."

And, saying this one in a cheerful way, Roy took the last plate.

"I know I'm going to use the Tripe because it's rainy season, but you two can hang out and treat the Tripe. Then maybe the fun will be halved"

"Is that right? But as a system, it's a totally different treat."

"Well, then you do. That was a lot of rare luck. It's obvious that it's something else."

On the plate, a small container was placed as is.

It is a ceramic glass. I used it before when I had a steamed tea bowl pudding. Its round open mouth is glossy with the bright orange colour of the stripe.

"... I think you should think about the dishes you serve to the aristocrats today until they look good. Shouldn't I have put it on a plate if I were to pack it in such a cheap looking vessel?

"Hmm. But it's something that's stuck tightly in the vessel, and it's hard to get it out clean, isn't it?"

"Then there would be any way to creep it out with a round spoon and serve it on a plate, right?

Until then, neither I nor Tour-Din could come up with it.

But also, even if I thought about it, I don't know if I did it. This is also a treat similar to pudding, so I thought it might be more interesting to eat it myself.

"Well, I can vouch for the flavor. Because it's the work of Tour-Din."

"Hmm," he raised his careless voice, and Roy took the treat softly with a silver spoon.

The moment I put it in my mouth, I open my eyes in a slight way.

Siri-Low, who was observing it sideways, also took the spoon as he had decided to.

And I open my eyes just like Roy.

Tour-Din watched as he looked up to him.

"Oh, how about the flavor......?

They did not answer, but mouthed the lid eyes. Further silence flattens the contents of one vessel after another. That was a small drink, so it didn't take them ten seconds to finish eating.

"Hmm, I see"

Put the empty vessel back on the plate, and Roy leads it to the back of the chair.

Siri-Low, on the other hand, was staring at the bottom of an empty vessel in a frontal position.

"Oh, um...?

"Yeah? Oh, it was delicious. You make good use of the sweetness and flavor of the stripe. I think this softness suits the taste."

After answering as such, Roy scratched his head barely.

"Shit. I fully understood the skill of the people by the woods, but I feel like I've been hit in the head with a stick again."

"Well, what's that...?

"It was delicious. Honestly, that's the best treat I've ever had."

Siri-Low stares at Roy with his eyes alone.

Roy grinned powerlessly, still resting on his back.

"It's the only way. That's what I thought. I don't know how nobles star."

"Yeah, Tour-din's treats are sooo yummy!

and the innocent voice of Rimi-Lou echoes indoors that seemed tense. Rimi-Lou was eating Tul-din sweets looking important with a blissful look on his face.

"Rimi also taught me how to make it, but I knew it wouldn't work out for Tour-Din. Plump, plump, delicious!

"Well, actually, it's like pudding."

Answering that way, I also decided to let you taste Tour-Din's confectionery.

I didn't know what the definition of pudding was right now, so I couldn't tell if I could call this sweet pudding either.

But, well, the method of making it is not very different from a tea bowl steaming style pudding. The difference was that a large amount of tripe and a small amount of fuwano powder were used.

Add sugar, eggs and caron milk by refining the simmered and softened stripes with milk fat. Filter it and then add the fuwano powder, adding more caron milk, taking care not to be damned, and steam and grill each container. Speaking of procedures, that was all.

But by the time it got there, there had been an extra bend.

In the first place, I was suggesting to Tour-Din a fried fuwano with a stripe.

Tour-Din was good at baked confectionery, and the pumpkin-like tripe seemed very compatible with it as well. So I suggested that you rub the stripe-flavored baked confectionery and add some panam nectar, raw cream, etc.

At first Tool-Din was also working in that direction, but as he sought further delicacies, the amount of ingredients kept changing. In particular, it was evident that the amount of fuwano flour was decreasing and that the amount of caron milk was increasing.

So, when I realized, the water was very loose, and I ended up with an unworthy spring to bake on an iron plate.

So I decided to steam it using the same procedure as steaming a tea bowl. Speaking of that ability, I was to be reminded once again of Tour-Din's taste and taste.

I use Tripe and Fuwano powder so it's not as smooth to the tongue as regular pudding. but of course smooth as pudding compared to baked confectionery. Perhaps it was most reasonable to even name it Pudding Cake.

It has a moist tongue, but also a mellow, heavy texture that originally had the stripe. The closest thing I can remember was probably sweet potatoes.

The flavors and sweetness brought from each ingredient go through the throat very loosely. It is quite edible for the texture to be heavy. Sasha, this is going to be tea too. Those points were also very different from the pudding.

"You're eating that sweet with a much more satisfied face."

And, nagging, from behind, I - Fa calls out.

Even though I stood behind her, Ai-Fa was bending over and peeking into my side.

"Yeah, this is really delicious. So I told you I should let you taste it too."

"But I also felt like letting them use ingredients for nothing."

Rimi-Lou was unquestioned and stuck to Ai-Fa's minute, but Tour-Din had honestly followed Ai-Fa's words.

I noticed our interaction, and Rimi-Lou said, "Do you want some ai-fa too?" He turns to me.

"Then I'll give you a mouthful of Limi's! Yes, uh."

"No, I guess Rimi-Lou was looking forward to that treat, so I wouldn't be sneaky to take it away from him, even with one mouth"

And so on, Ai-Fa sticks her increasingly strong gaze to my cheek.

It was only the young child Rimi-Lou and my family, me, who could be given a share of the ready to eat treat on this occasion.

"... are you sure it's my eating spree, Parent?

Ai-Fa opened her mouth thinly so that she would have the hassle of answering.

Apparently, he doesn't even consider it necessary to have the hassle of preparing a new key.

I carried the pudding cake on the spoon to the parents' mouth, hoping I wasn't drawing as much extra attention as possible.

Ai-Fa wakes herself up, moving her mouth all the time.

"I see. This is intensely sweet again... but it sure is amazingly delicious"

"Ugh, yeah. I think so too."

Answer like that and I'll sneak my gaze around.

Rimi-Lou continues to eat pudding cake without looking like he cares about anything, and Tour-Din seems worried about the Siri-Lou's. Siri-Low and Roy were whispering in some whisper with serious eyes.

Therefore, Rudd-Lou was the only one who looked at this one with a slight laugh.

I'll carry the rest of the pudding cake into my mouth while I put the thought of keeping it calm. I didn't mean to weigh the indirect act of Chancha, but I couldn't stop my heart from pounding so hard.

So, the door to the room is knocked from the outside.

It was Shayla who showed up.

"The taste comparison is over. Meet the cooks."

This time, what exactly have you settled into?

Six, with the exception of Roy, were to go to your ladies once again.