Isekai Ryouridou

After finishing the business in the Inn Town, it was another job and study group.

Today was the day to do it in Pha's house, so there are women gathered in Kamadu cabin. Even if not as many as yesterday, it was close to it.

"Asta's working on a new dish again? We've all been waiting to see what dishes will be revealed this time."

The elderly women of Fou said so with a smile. Usually, on the day of my absence, I am the person who asks for a partition of curry vegetables and dried pasta. I've asked Birdu-Fow's partner for the part, but she's also a partitioner in her own house, so I'm asking her to take turns with this person.

"This time, we're working on researching pasta and different noodles, right? I'm going to ask you all to help me and taste the ingredients, because I've already tried a lot of different formulations."

While stating so, I looked around at the people assembled in the cabin.

"However, there's not much new learning for those who can make pasta anymore, and I don't think we need all this manpower. Half of them, can you help Thur-din out better?

"Tool-din's? What are you doing?

"Tour-din is a study of new confectionery"

It would be better to have Tour-Din make his own move, and there would be more to gain. It was a division of the squad.

Ask Fou's partitioner for Tul-din's assistant, and my assistant shall be Yun-Sudra. That's how Marfila-Naham approached me as an aside when I was thinking about squad splitting the rest of the women.

"Oh, oh, uh, can't I let you learn under Asta?

She wasn't on stall duty today, but she was only here for the study group. Instead, Lilli-Lavitz also held back like a vault.

"Yeah, of course I don't mind. At Ravitz, you wouldn't have gotten your hands on making confectionery yet.... Speaking of which, is pasta made or not?

"Yes. Fuwano powder, kimus eggs, and leten oil, because you managed to allow me to buy them… I have made them a few times, whether Ravitz or Naham"

"Oh well. To the family, did they just like it?

"Or, of course. And, especially the young children, they said it was an interesting form, and it was a lot."

Even in Ravitz and Naham, I guess there are plenty of toddlers. Imagine those toddlers haunting in the dishes of Malfila-Naham and Lili Ravitz, their breasts twitching and warming.

"Well, let's get to work. It's a little crowded, so be careful not to get in your way."

That's how we got to get down to work.

Adjust the ingredients, beat the noodles, taste them, and adjust them again. It is a repetition of that task. Tool-din's were more similar in their work, just because the shape was not noodles.

However, Tour-Din also uses ingredients such as caron's milk and milk fat, so it will require more trial and error than I do. And while it was my task to pursue the ideals that I had in mind, Tour-Din was the task of exploring the unknown by hand. The harder it was, it was thought, would be outweighed by Tour-Din.

but - the first person to catch a response was Thur-din.

Approximately half an hour later, he offered me a tasting as soon as possible.

"Oh, um, could you give me a taste of this one?

"Yeah, sure.... Oh, this looks delicious to see"

Thur-din's raised plate was filled with something like a yellow hot cake.

If I originally used egg yolks, the dough would turn yellow. But this was the action of the egg shell, which was brighter yellowing. They baked it on an iron plate, not a stone kiln, and the surface is grilled to dull brown.

When I raised the wooden spoon, it conveyed a lot of elasticity. It seems to feel different from the sponge cake that we have been making for a long time.

"I tried to adjust the amount of ingredients and this is how I was able to finish them softly. I knew it was going to taste a little bitter..."

"I guess that's an inevitable flavor more than using egg shells"

In the meantime, I tried to carry the fabric I had split with a wooden spoon into my mouth.

After all, it looks more dull than a sponge cake. However, after all, they have a stronger degree of expansion than fabrics that don't use egg shells, which doesn't feel too heavy. And the aromatic flavor was strong.

"Hmm, I think the texture is getting closer to my hometown hotcake... but this flavor is reminiscent of how baked it is."

"Duh, which one is it? What kind of confectionery is that?

"This is the kind of dough that I cooked flat, and it's a sweet treat with my cock. This fragrant flavor might go well with the flavor of the braised fruit."

Tour-Din opened his eyes as he marveled, beaming a clear grin on its face.

"I see, is it the fruit of the brake? I also used Gigi leaves to wonder if I had to erase the bitterness… I would like to try it if I were to make this bitterness come alive as a flavor"

"Yeah. Tour-din would definitely make it a delicious treat. But even with Gigi leaves, it looks delicious."

"Yes, I'm going to try both"

Tour-Din greeted Pepper before returning to his workbench.

Working on the development of new confectionery is fun and irresistible.

(Handcuffing in the northern settlements, taking care of Dana and the Havilla ladies, partitioning the stalls myself, being asked to do tea party work...... Tool-din has worked enough these days to make me worry about this one watching, but I guess he hasn't suffered at all)

Even I remain worried that I might have too many jobs. But the fun outweighs the fun, so I've never found that hard. I'm going to overlap myself with Tour-Din.

I can't lose, either.

With that in mind, I lifted the boiled noodles to the iron net.

"Come on, I don't know about the next one. I hope it's done well."

It is one of the prototypes, regulating the amount of all ingredients as well as the egg shell.

When I try it, it is still more elastic than yesterday's best tasting product. After all, it seemed that more Poitan would have a stronger effect on the egg shell.

"I just don't know if I have a bit of a tooth cut. You say it feels sticky...... What do you think of Yun-Sudra?

"Um, I know there's a difference... but I don't know one thing about what's ideal"

"Right. Most importantly, I don't know if it fits Giva Bone Soup."

"If that's the case, it's unlikely to come to me if I don't actually match it with Gibba Bone Sup. … but it's hard to make giva bone sup"

"Yeah. When I have a convincing Chinese noodle, I'm thinking of pairing it with giva bone soup."

When I answered that, a lot of Kadoku shouted "eh".

One of them, the Ladies of the Run, speaks on behalf of the same.

"A, Asta, Gibba, do you want to rub the bone? So far, there are no plans to hold a feast..."

"Yes. But before you reveal yourself in a feast dish, you'll need a tasting, won't you? Besides, I also learned how to make Kimmus oil from Michele, so I'd like to try that one. If you fail in the hit production, the feast dish will be ruined."

Many of the women had their eyes shining in anticipation. Time, effort and expensive giva bone soup are special dishes that can only be spoken of at feasts for smaller families.

"Can you help me then? It's pretty hard for me to make Giva bone soup by myself."

"Of course," several of them had answered at the same time.

So Yun-Sudra leans her little neck adorably.

"But are these cuckoos the only ones that can be used by Gibba Bone-supu? There are more ways to eat, aren't there?

"Yeah. Of course, Chinese noodles. 'Cause I think there are different ways to eat them. It can only be used in banquet dishes. Then it's not worth the effort."

I made him answer that way.

"But before I do, I'd like to give you some more Chinese noodles to complete. Try messing around with the ingredients again, so it's better to beat the noodles."

"Yes, I'll take care of it"

Sooner or later, the story of making giva bone soup has improved the morale of the same.

Feeling comfortable with it, I decided to work on my next prototype.

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After such a study group, it is the night.

At dinner at Fa's house, I was supposed to reveal what I had accomplished that day.

"At today's study group, I was able to bring Chinese noodles a little closer to my ideals again. It's not finished yet, but I think it's going to be great, so I'd like a taste of it."

"I don't mind that...... you were a dish of Giva bone broth, and you weren't going to use those cumbers?

Ai-Fa, aguared in the upper seat, was strangely inclined to his neck.

I'll make you laugh, "Yeah."

"But it's hard to make giva bone soup without it being a feast. It's a waste of use only in banquet dishes, so I devised a dish that I could serve at dinner or at the stall."

As I said, I let them point me to the prototype Chinese noodles I kept on the wood plate.

The colour is yellowish and slightly shrunk because it is lightly handed. It is the result of today's study group, fine-tuned to the fuwano and poitan, as well as water and salt portions.

"Well, I'll make it in a minute, so wait a minute."

"What? Isn't this complete?

"No, this is just covered in oil after steaming, and the cooking is coming up. I wanted them to eat freshly."

Really, Ai-Fa and Tia have become disgruntled faces. Other dishes are already arranged on the rug.

"I won't make you wait that long, so don't do that."

"... I'm not shanking or anything. Just get ready."

"Yes, sir, I understand."

I stir-fried the thinly sliced rose meat first by pouring the oil of the hoboi onto the iron plate, which was kept hot over medium heat.

Once the fire has gone through, now add thinly sliced veneon, thinly sliced aria and square-cut tinos due to time difference, plus onda. Once the various vegetables have soaked up with salt and pico leaves, the Chinese noodles are finally served.

"... you cook them on an iron plate instead of just boiling them"

"Yeah. This is my hometown, and it's called baked noodles."

"Yabuba? Isn't that a dish called a cucumber, not a buckwheat?

"Oh yeah, it's a little tricky to talk about around there, but in my hometown I learned to call noodles buckwheat... do I need this explanation?

"If it's tricky, it's unnecessary."

Then I decided to focus on cooking too.

Nevertheless, once the heat also passes on the Chinese noodles, all you have to do is cover the uster sauce. I punched Wuster sauce over the material that sounded like a patch on an iron plate, and I teased the whole thing, and that's it.

Each of the vegetables used is a substitute for cabbage, onions, carrots and moisturizers, so the finish is extremely simple. but considerably more ingredients are finished according to the preferences of the people by the woods. Gibba's rose meat also stumbled into this or so.

"Please wait. I'll split it right up."

Ai-Fa is staring at my hand all at once, and Tia is softening her body. While I felt the silent pressure of both, I put a sauce-baked noodle full of ingredients on three flat plates.

"Yes, you can. I wouldn't have kept you waiting that long, would I?

Ai-Fa did not answer and began to say bumps and pre-meal wording. Anyway, Tia is waiting for it to end.

So finally, it's the start of dinner.

Ai-Fa and Tia grabbed a plate of roasted noodles, as they had stated.

"Hmm. Sounds like something that only reminds me of yakiyaki."

"Yeah, they used to treat me in my hometown as a dish of the same order."

Grabbing an improved wooden key to the shape of a fork, Ey-Fa looked in my hand and let it go.

"Does Asta eat this dish with a shaver?

"Yeah, I'm easier to eat."

"Well," nodded Ai-Fa, too, taking a handmade chopstick.

Regardless of the tier, the noodle is wrapped around it when twirled with a fork-shaped wooden spoon. For Tia, who could eat pasta, eating noodles is already a treat.

Eye-Fa also carried freshly baked noodles into his mouth, cleverly using chopsticks.

There is plenty of meat and vegetables, so I grab it. All of them sucked into the inside of the glossy lips of Ey-Fa.

As he chews the contents of his mouth, Ai-Fa's eyes narrow satisfactorily.

At the end of the day, Ai-Fa blushed slightly and scowled at me.

"... Besides the meal, don't stare at people's faces"

"Oh, I'm sorry. It's a new dedication, so I'm worried about your thoughts."

"Delicious," he said briefly, ai-fa luxuriously limping his lid eyes. If I let it go, I'm going to be done eating in no time.

"If you like, why don't you try the mayonnaise later? I like mayonnaise."

"... Speaking of which, you were only using"

I picked up a plate from Ai-Fa and let him sprinkle the mayonnaise from a funnel and clothed appliance.

Ey-fa, who spoke of it, narrowed his eyes and quickly annoyed the rest of the roasted noodles. Today, in conjunction with the grilled noodles, I made it a dedication called a raw vegetable salad with soup-tailored water dumplings, green pepper meat filament, and a Chinese style dressing made with Hoboi oil, but it is a dish until it is stunning.

"Yeah, I-Fa seems to like it, more than anything."

The satisfactory appearance, whilst responding to "obnoxious," is an unhidden eye-fa. However, my eyes staring at the empty plate seemed a lot rusty.

"Uh, maybe there wasn't enough?

"... I haven't gotten my hands on any other dishes yet, so I have nothing to show you"

"Oh well. I thought I'd give you half my share, if you like."

Ai-Fa set herself on the verge of momentum, but soon restrained herself from doing so.

"... with you, the new dish will be where I want to taste it to my heart's content. You don't have to be useless."

"No, I had to study Chinese noodles at a study group, so I'm rather tired of eating them. For that matter, if you get more baked potatoes, that's enough."

When I answered that, Tia, who had rinsed the water dumpling soup, smiled back.

"If Ai-Fa doesn't eat, Tia eats. This new dish is delicious."

"Oh, if you're going to eat, there's no reason for me to say no!

I chewed up a tickling sense of happiness and split the part I hadn't put on the chopsticks yet into a plate of eye-fa.

"Either way, it's a lesson you should only share with your family the dishes you're about to eat. I'll prepare the baked noodles tomorrow if you like, so will Tia be patient?

"Mm-hmm. Other dishes are delicious, so it's not so much about patience"

After stating so, Tia smiled so cutely.

"Besides, I kind of remembered my brother and sister back home. They liked sweet fruit, so even when my mother and father gave it to me, Tia gave it away."

"... then isn't it like I'm more of a toddler"

Ey-fa nearly let her lips crouch, but when I returned the plate she started eating it in silence.

Whatever it is, the prototype's baked noodles seem to be popular with both Ai-Fa and Tia. I was very satisfied, and I was able to move on with the chopsticks.

"In my hometown, this dish was also a staple of the stall. Sooner or later, when Chinese noodles are in a more satisfactory shape, I think I'm going to sell this dish in Inn Town."

"Uhm. I'm sure this dish will be delightful to the people of the Inn Town"

"Thank you. I feel so confident, thanks to the Ey-Fa people."

However, I had a whispering suspicion in my chest.

"I just wonder if this dish can be called Giva cooking? No, the meat proportions are so much the same as okonomiyaki or curry or pasta, so I'm just talking about... As for I-Fa, what do you think?

"Hmm? Do you possibly care what George-Zaza and Sin-Lu and others say?

"Yeah. Well, actually, it is"

Vulcan cuisine is not a dish to eat Giva deliciously, but a dish that uses Giva meat to cook delicious dishes - Georg-Zaza once said so, and Sin-Luu agreed.

That seemed like an intelligent opinion by George-Zaza and others, but on the other hand, I felt something unexplained. It seemed to me that Varcus' Giva dish was delicious enough for me, and I didn't think it was that far from my dish.

"I don't think even this grilled noodle, for example, can be considered a dish devised to eat Giva meat deliciously. That's what it's like to use the help of giva meat to make grilled noodles delicious... and I wonder if this is an off the main road of the people by the woods?

"What is the main road? To put more effort into your work than ever before in the first place is a lesson you've made, right? Isn't your cut path the main road of Kamadoji by the woods?

"No, that's why if you're going the wrong way, you're gonna be in big trouble."

Ey-Fa, who was pouring raw vegetable salad, swallowed it and then laughed at me all the time.

"You're not going the wrong way or anything. Do not be so anxious, but continue along the path you believe in."

"But I don't think there's that much difference between me and Varcus."

Ey-Fa was slowly shaking his neck to the side, with the same expression.

"I don't know what's going on with me, and I'm not going to bother you with that. You serve delicious meals for your brothers by the woods, and your brothers are delighted with it. Don't you think it's extra, like more stories?

"Yeah. I'm so glad you said that to Ey-Fa... it's just that I got caught up in Varcus"

"I don't mind you bothering me as a cook. However, I don't think it's necessary to worry about Kamadoku by the woods."

After stating so, Ai-Fa took a slightly more serious look.

"While George-Zaza and the others were talking about Giva cuisine, I was thinking about something completely different. They didn't seem to notice, but I knew for a completely different reason that this was not a dish made for the people by the woods."

"Huh? What's that for?

"Before we talk about it, I want to make sure. In Castle Town, we only buy Giva meat in boxes, right?

"Yeah. Some people buy it in small pieces in Inn Town, but it should all be bought in boxes in Castle Town. I guess for the people of Castle Town, it's not enough to spare."

"Right. So Varcus said he could finally finish that dish because he could buy out giva meat about twice in a month. And this is the first time I've sold it as a product."

I blurted out my memory, and then I let him say, "Yeah."

"Sure, I think that's what he said. What's that supposed to mean?

"So what happened to the giva meat that wasn't put up for sale as a product? Were all the failures that could not be made into delicious dishes also annoying to ourselves?

With that said, Ai-Fa glanced at him only for a moment.

"He once said that it would be better to rot the ingredients if they were enough to share the ingredients on the impossible. It seemed to me that if you were such a person, you would throw away all the failed Giva dishes and so on.... Of course, it's not a proven story, and I didn't bother to make sure either."

"Oh... I see, that's what you mean"

"Hmm. No matter how we treat the giva meat we could buy with our own copper coins, it would be that human freedom. So I also thought it wasn't the kind of story I cared about... I just couldn't say that giva dish with joy"

Then Ai-Fa regained her calm glance and let her mouth down again.

"And it seemed to me that Asta's giva dishes were better, regardless of such little logic or anything. So don't worry about anything and keep cooking delicious meals."

"Yeah, well... thanks. I feel like I've got a chest grip."

Me too, make Ai-Fa laugh back.

"Cooking doesn't make sense. I'll keep cooking for everyone. So I want Ey-Fa to be happy first."

"Um," Ai-Fa nodded.

Tia, who has been eating silently for a long time, breathes small after comparing our smiles.

"... Tia is so happy because Asta and I-Fa seem happy"

"What. If you have something to say, just say it."

"If I told you, I'd be slapped again by Ey-Fa, so Tia wouldn't say"

Tia replied that way, but the result was to blush Ai-Fa's face.

I'll make Ai-Fa laugh at it so he can fool me.

"When the Chinese noodles are in a satisfactory shape, I'm thinking of having them eaten with giva bone soup. It's not even a feast, but you're going to put effort and copper coins on it, but can you get parental recognition?

"... before we serve it at the feast, do we need to make sure it tastes good? I don't need your help."

"Oh well. Well, look forward to the day."

The study of Chinese noodles is only on the second day and is taking shape a lot. It won't be that far away on a day when you can rub a Giva Bone Ramen tasting.

Then will Ai-Fa eat it again with a satisfying face? Just imagining how that looked made me feel full.