Isekai Ryouridou

"Most of my dad is outdated!"

There was a young cook in a certain restaurant in the castle town who was so angry.

The cook's name is Timaro.At that time, I was about mid-twenties old, and my cooking skills were not taken by the owner's father, but I was still in the position of an apprentice.

"Genos is flooded with such novel ingredients, but how long are you going to stick to your old devotion?"If I don't change my mind soon, my dad will destroy the store for me. "

"Shut the fuck up. Say goodbye to the majestic consignment even after it is served in your own shop.This is my shop, so I don't have the same muscle as the blue junior at hand. "

Born and raised in the shopping district at the end of the field, this father and son were very rough standing behaviors as the people of the castle town.Fathers, for example, are tough-looking and have the right temper.However, Timaro did not look frightened, and expressed his dissatisfaction with his father.

"Which one looks great!"Who would want to eat a dish that only uses vinegar and chit fruit?So, has my dad ever had sugar or tau oil in his mouth?You're such a fool, you know how to look after the owner of a restaurant! "

"If you use such ingredients that you don't know who they are, the customers who have passed through will leave."I'm determined to protect the taste I inherited from my father. "

"I'm telling you that idea is out of date!"How valuable is the flavor of the dish that was laid out decades ago! ”

"Shut up! If you have a complaint, get out of the shop!"I don't deserve to inherit the flavor of this shop! "

"Oh, that's great! I'm going out of this shop!"

Timaro removed the hanging and slammed it on the chef's floor.

"Today is the endurance limit!"Let it simmer with the Kimus Bone Gala! "

Timaro jumped out of the kitchen and walked wandering around in cooking clothes.

At the edge of the shopping district, there are many restaurants selling cheap food.Nowadays, however, the use of novel ingredients is mainstream in restaurants at the end of the range, and the streets were flooded with the smell of taupe oil.

(You stubborn dad... you want to crush your own shop so badly?)

The situation in the castle town has changed dramatically in the past few years.The owner of the Turan family, known for his gastronomy, began to be involved in the distribution of ingredients, and he was able to order very rare ingredients from Sims and Jaguars.

It will be represented by jaguar tau oil and sugar.Until then, those novel ingredients began to plunge into Genos, where only salt, vinegar, and vanilla were available.Rumor has it that these ingredients have been around for years among the nobles - they have finally begun to circulate among the common people living in the castle towns.

(Nowadays, even people who can cook at home use tau oil and sugar.It's a restaurant that only uses vinegar and herbs, so no one will be able to deal with it.)

Timaro knows how good his father is as a cook.Therefore, I couldn't stand the stubbornness that hated change.

Timaro's mother and brother also left the house because they hated the stubbornness.

Still, Timaro stayed with his father only because he admired him as a cook.

But that store won't last for years at this time.

That restaurant, which has been around since Timaro's grandfather's generation, is now in danger of extinction.

If his father didn't change his mind - Timaro had to change his mind.

(I'll master the new ingredients and restore the store.Don't bark at me later, you stupid dad)

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The next day - Timaro was visiting a restaurant called Selva's Spear Pavilion.

However, I am not a guest.To wish for admission to the discipleship.

"Hmm. I tried to get out of the house to look back at my father, who didn't look forward to new ingredients... that's quite a grand story."

The owner of the Selva's Spear Pavilion said so in a terribly mild tone.

This is one of the best cuisines in the castle town. It's a place where nobles remember each other.The shopkeeper was a magnificent man with a grumpy moustache, but his waist was as soft as a woman's.

“But then, you've never handled any new ingredients yourself.Besides, to be a disciple at that age... would be unreasonable, wouldn't it? "

"In order to learn how to handle this novel ingredient, I want to be an apprentice."Even if you're older, there must be aspects that are more useful than other apprentices. "

Timaro threw away his shame and his appearance, and he spoke hard.For him, this place was the division of life.

“It doesn't matter if it's a dishwasher at first, or if you're younger than you or your siblings.The important thing is not age, but skill, right?It's only natural for the most immature to bow their heads first. ”

"Even if you say so..."

"Please! I've spent my extra copper coins on eating restaurants all over the castle to study the taste of new ingredients!"So, I thought that the only person I could take care of was [Selva's Spear Pavilion]! "

The shopkeeper's self-esteem seemed to be more or less tickled, causing his nose to tinkle.

"Well, let me show you one of your arms."You can make any kind of donation, so please prepare a meal.With that success, I'll figure out whether I should allow you to join my apprenticeship. "

"Huh? But I've never dealt with tau oil or sugar..."

“You don't have to use new ingredients.You and I used to cook with a very limited amount of ingredients.No matter how simple your cuisine is, it's impossible to tell the good from the bad. ”

Timaro squeezed his nerves and accepted the proposal.

Moving on to the chef, the young disciples are doing their part.Certainly, people younger than Timaro did not seem to exist on the spot.

"Ladies and gentlemen, please listen without resting your hands.From now on, this person will finish the meal here, so please leave the place as long as it does not interfere with the progress of the work. ”

Even the shopkeeper was polite and courteous to his disciples.It's a big difference from Timaro's chefs, who were furious every day.

Even so, he was a fine cook.There were three apprentices working there, but there was still room in the place and in the cooking utensils.The doors of the iron kiln were so slightly polished that they could be substituted for a mirror.

“What kind of ingredients do you need?I'd like to ask you to do your best to make a donation that doesn't take long. "

”Oh, well then... I'd like the caron breast, the tarapa and tino, the caron milk and cheese, and the Mamaria vinegar, please”

"Hmm. I wonder if I don't need vanilla?"

"Ah, ah, yes... should I cook with herbs?"

“No, I've just been taking my mouth shut because it's been dominated these days by the use of vanilla in the dish of caron milk.It doesn't matter how simple the dish is. ”

Whether he's mocking Timaro or not, the shopkeeper has a gentle face and twisted his beard.The disciples seemed indifferent and silently encouraged their work.

Whatever you think, it's not a welcoming atmosphere.But Timaro couldn't back down here either.

Pull through the sleeves of your cooking suit and face the ingredients arranged on the workbench.

With that in his butt, the shopkeeper returned the whisk to the exit of the kitchen.

"I will leave my seat for about half a minute because I have to."... everyone, I hope you don't need any advice or disturbance at all. "

The disciples responded with an uninhibited voice, "I understand."

Somehow, it was as if it was forbidden to speak up.

Timaro, moreover, is not a very hepatic person.I realized that I was just a weakling with good might.

Even so, Timaro had to use all his strength to show his ability not to be swallowed by the air.

Timaro learns how to handle novel ingredients and reorganizes his restaurant.

If he didn't want to see his stubborn father burst into tears, Timaro had no choice but to make his own destiny.

"Thank you for your patience."What about how to prepare? ”

Half a minute later, by the time the owner came back to cook, Timaro's dish was complete.

Timaro bluffs hard and says, “I'm ready.”

“Very well, let me give you a taste.”

When Timaro put the dish he had stewed in a small pot on the plate, the shopkeeper picked up the key on the spot.

Timaro prepared a stewed dish of meat and vegetables.The shopkeeper glanced at the plate he had received and nodded tinyly.

“It's a very unusual practice to use Mamaria vinegar for stews made with Caron's milk.”

“Yes, it seems like a dedication passed down from generation to generation in our store.”

“I see. In the old days, the variety of ingredients was very limited, so everyone was trial and error.I remember that, too. "

In a tone of pity for Timaro somewhere, the owner said the dish in his mouth.

And then --- it's twitching and frowning.

"... I see."

The shopkeeper tweeted in an inner tone, and the owner ate more food.

Then, loosening all the contents of the plate, he handed the dishes to Timaro and wiped his mouth with a woven cloth that he had taken out of his pocket.

"Caron's milk, Mamaria vinegar, and cheese taste were quite pleasantly harmonious.After all, there is no denying the imposition... but it is also important to master certain ingredients. ”

"... can you admit your disciple?"

Without answering Timaro's question, the shopkeeper looked towards the small pot.

“Is this dish still there?”

"Huh? Yes, there's only one more sip left."

"May I add a little hand to that?"

I couldn't read the shopkeeper's idea at all, but as Timaro, I had no choice but to accept it.

The shopkeeper put the small pot back into the bamboo, and when the broth boiled, he threw a few grains of vanilla that had been taken from the shelf.

Once you've confirmed the flavor, you'll throw in some more ingredients.Some of them were ingredients that Timaro did not recognize.

"Well, is it like this?"... please, check the taste. "

The shopkeeper who stepped back from the front pointed at the small pot in an elegant manner.

With Timaro completely ignorant, transfer the remaining few dishes to a plate.Due to the variety of ingredients thrown in, the broth was stained with a dark green that was not suitable for me.

Timaro tilts his neck and mouth the dish.

Suddenly, an unimaginable taste jumped into my mouth.

Originally, this dish pushes the flavor of caron milk and the acidity of Mamaria vinegar to the front.A variety of vanilla and sugar added to it, as well as strong spiciness and sweetness.

"This... seems to have a very peculiar taste to it."

"Yes, would you like it?"

"No, I was really surprised that I could add new elements like this while leaving the original taste and flavor behind."

Timaro answered that from the bottom of his heart.

The shopkeeper smiles contentedly, "Is that so?"

“This is just an improvised seasoning, so there's still room for improvement.But if you can master the ingredients that are distributed to Genos, you can aim for so many different flavors. ”

“Yes, I asked to be an apprentice in order to learn this technique.”

“However, those who aren't looking for a new flavor will find it hard to accept these dishes.... no matter how much skill you wear, you may not be able to satisfy your father? "

Timaro was stuck in words for a moment, but immediately answered "No".

"It doesn't matter if my dad is satisfied or not.I just... I just want to hone my skills I learned from my dad and aim for higher heights. "

“Really? You want to learn new techniques and rebuild a leaning store here?”

Timaro was silent this time after being poked by a star.

However, the shopkeeper did not look offended and smiled at the eagle.

"Still, I'm not blaming it for injustice."In the first place, only one disciple inherits my footsteps.If you leapfrog the rest of us elsewhere, it will be my feat again. "

"Oh, is that so?" Yes, I will never imitate you in such a way as to defame you. ”

Timaro responded with momentum, and the shopkeeper added, "But."

"If you think you can do something in a year or two, you have to take it lightly.If you want to learn everything from me, you have to be prepared for what will take you 10 years. "

"Zhu, ten years?Of course, that's not an easy story, but.... "

“Yes, it took me 10 years to establish the current method.If you want to master everything in a shorter period of time, you'll need to do more than I do. "

The words cast a doubt on Timaro.

"Well, it seems that I will return your words... it's been a few years since novel ingredients came out so easily, right?"

"Oh, I've been taking care of noble people's chefs for a long time in this shop.Therefore, you were allowed to handle new ingredients even before they went to market in Ichii. "

This store had so many formats.

Timaro bowed his head deeply as he was beaten from his heart.

“I guess it was because you were such a cook that you knocked on our door.I will work hard, so please forgive me. "

"But then, isn't it difficult to save your father's shop?"

"It doesn't matter. If that store crashes... I'll open a new one with the same name."Then your grandfather will be happy in the world after he died. "

With his head deeply hanging, Timaro says so.

After a lot of silence, the shopkeeper declared, "Yes."

"If you say so, let's welcome you as a disciple."... but only on one condition. ”

"Yes, what are the conditions?"

“It's not a difficult story.I would like you to develop a courtesy appropriate to the format of this shop.First, we have to do something about that crude way of speaking. ”

"Is that a coarse field?" I was going to behave politely anyway..... "

"There was a lot of rude language spilling out in the area.I'm not impressed by the phrase "I" or "dad"... or "wanker" or "so-so."

Having said that, the shopkeeper smiled calmly.

“If you can keep that teachings, I'll welcome you, Timaro.Be a good cook for your father. "

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Timaro left home to work in a new restaurant.

There is only one word from my father: "Be pure."Even when her mother and brother left home, her father behaved like that.

(It's the same with me to be pure)

Timaro doesn't hate his father.However, the stubbornness of not accepting the change in the situation was clear from the bottom of my heart.

Timaro and I live with our pride as a cook.I'm very attached to the restaurant that has been around since my grandfather's childhood.Timaro was frustrated by his father's lazy behavior.

(Look at this now, you stupid dad. It won't take ten years.I'll let you say "fufu" in about half that time in five years.)

With such enthusiasm, Timaro was set to take on a new life.

I worked from morning to evening, but that's the same thing.With the oldest new apprentice, although there were uncomfortable aspects, Timaro was able to give more stimulus and reward than that.

The scene was flooded with much more varied ingredients than Timaro had imagined.

Not to mention sugar and tau oil, but vegetables such as ma pla and ma gigo, which I had never seen before, and nectar of panam and fruit of mingling - it was a struggle to remember the name first.

Besides, even if you are a disciple, it doesn't mean that the master can teach you how to take steps.This is not a school, it is a workplace.While performing their work, the disciples had to learn the skills of the master with their own eyes.

But Timaro was able to spend his days in full comfort.

Timaro was also supported by the gentle and fair owner.Although there was an indescribable difficulty in the correction of words, even it should not be felt as a testament to the closeness to the upper class society.

Aristocrats visit the shops, and sometimes the owners take care of the dinner parties.Of course, there was no opportunity for Timaro, the new disciple, to see the nobility, but such people also carry Timaro's prepared food in their mouths.This was an honor and a sense of accomplishment that I could not quite taste at the restaurant at the end of the field.

Sometimes the shopkeeper would look at the disciples' arms.

They let me cook freely, taste it, and point out where I can't get there.The opportunity to visit Timaro once every half a month was the most exciting.

Timaro is a newcomer, but he is the oldest of his disciples.Besides, I was helped to do the cooking work when I was attracted to things at home in a restaurant.I was barely allowed to go to school, but I could hardly get time to hang out with friends, so I was forced to help the store.Regardless of the handling of novel ingredients, I was proud to be the best at handling old ingredients.

“Timaro seems very eager to bring in new ingredients.I'm sure that will be your bread. ”

I was able to get such a word from the master shopkeeper.

The shopkeeper has a calm temperament, but he is not the kind of person who pays a heartfelt compliment.Therefore, many of those words also greatly strengthened Timaro.

Then, the days flowed quickly - about half a year had passed.

When Timaro and the others were doing their laundry in preparation for the evening business, someone knocked on the door.

These chores were the work of the new disciples, so Timaro washed his hands in a hurry and went to the entrance.As he opened the door, an unknown young man stood blurry.

"I apologize for taking so long." Do you have an owner? "

"The shopkeeper is in the middle of work, who is it?"

It was a young man who seemed to be several years younger than Timaro, who was slender and tall.

It stands up pretty well and has green eyes like the people in the south.And because the color is so white, I think it really contains your blood.

However, the young man had a rather uncompressed face.

Even though she was exchanging words with Timaro, she seemed to be thinking about something else--that reminded her of a sleeping person.

"My name is Vulcus.I'd like to join this restaurant as an apprentice. ”

"Are you a disciple?" Then I will tell the shopkeeper, please wait here. "

At last, Timaro turned to the chef, wondering if he could make a junior.

The shopkeeper, who was giving instructions to the other disciples, listened to Timaro and put his fingertips on his forehead in a proper manner.

"Vulcus... is that him again?... I'm sorry, but could you tell me that you have no choice but to welcome a new apprentice?"

"Yes, I understand."... has he ever volunteered to be an apprentice before? "

"Yes, this is the third time.I haven't seen you in the past year or so, so I was stroking my chest to see if you finally gave up... but I don't see you in the open ocean, and you seem to be a very obstinate person. "

Having said that, the shopkeeper took a sigh.

It's something that's hard to see for everyday shopkeepers.

"I don't think it would be strange for someone like you to attract so many others."But he's not an admitted disciple, is he? "

“Yes, I've heard bad things from the owner of the restaurant I've been treating.It's disrespectful behavior toward the people above you, using rare ingredients on your own... anyway, it looks like you're not polite anyway. "

It is unusual for this shopkeeper to speak so badly of others.Then there must be some bad news out there.

"According to what I've heard, he's been roughing up restaurants all over the place like that."I think the first time I heard about him... it was about five years ago. "

"Five years? That's why I still can't sit on my hips... I'm sure there's something wrong with you."

"Yes, so please take it back peacefully."

"I understand." I'll take care of it. "

In this way, it was a pleasure to be of service to the respected master.

Timaro squeezes his feelings and flips back to the passageway.When he opened the door, Vulcus, the young man, stood still in the same shape as before.

"Thank you for your patience."Unfortunately, we don't have time to welcome new apprentices. ”

"I see, then could you please tell me that you don't need any money?I just want to see your husband's skills up close. "

“No, I don't think it's worthwhile to admit an apprentice under any conditions.”

"I see..." Vulcus muttered vaguely.

"I'm sorry, my husband is extremely skilled at handling caron's milk and cheese, so he wanted to learn how to do it..."

"Is it milk or cheese? We have the highest reputation for tau oil and vanilla dishes.”

“When it comes to the treatment of tau oil and herbs, I think there's a lot of room to consider.I have been given this dish several times to join my apprenticeship. "

Timaro is dazed and often loses his words.

This certainly seemed to be a reputable figure.

"If you want to be a disciple, you should start with that disrespectful behavior."Now, if you'll excuse me. ”

Timaro closed the door to the entrance, being careful not to make it rough.

Then, on the way back to the chef, I gradually became angry.

(Tau oil and vanilla treatment, is that something to consider?A young man who seems younger than me, don't slap him in the mouth)

When Timaro returned to the chef, the shopkeeper greeted him with relief.

"Thank you. I can't read that person's mind... even when he refused to be an apprentice before, it was a lot harder."

"Yes. There's no need for the Master to set aside time for such a meeting."Please let me know whenever you need me. "

Timaro replied, but Vulcus never came back.Timaro and Vulcus will reopen more than ten years from now.

During that time, Timaro was exposed to a variety of turbulence.

The first turbulence occurred two years after I found myself in a new environment - my brother, who hadn't met me face-to-face, came to Timaro's house and gave me news of his father.

"It seems that the cold of the rainy season made my lungs sick, and I returned my soul in a daze."I don't think he was as sturdy as he looks. "

Timaro greeted his brother in front of the living room, feeling like he was having an unbelievable nightmare.

In front of Timaro, his brother laughed sarcastically.

"So the neighbors didn't know where my brother was, so they deliberately sent us a message."Even though my mom has a new mate, it's totally annoying. "

"You... my dad died, what are you talking about!"

Timaro bumped into his younger brother with the rage that had developed in his body.

Timaro grabbed his brother by the chest, but he still couldn't retract his smile.

"My dad and mom were properly separated in the cathedral, and I wanted to be my mom's children.For me, my father is my mom's mate.You left the house without telling me where you were, right? "

"I told you where I was!"My dad didn't say that to the people around him! "

"I don't know. Anyway, my mom and I don't have a mourning ceremony."I tried my best to find out where you are, so please do as you please. "

Leaving such words, my brother left early.

Timaro loses his head and doesn't work well.When I visited the shopkeeper to get a rest in such a state, I was given a very worrying look.

"I see, your father passed away... I understand."Please give me a proper mourning ceremony to reassure my father's soul.If you need anything, I'll get it ready for you. ”

“No, that's fine. Thank you for your concern.”

“Are you okay, Timaro? You were in the middle of training to rebuild your father's restaurant....."

"It doesn't matter."I told you in the beginning, didn't I?If my dad's fucked up, I'll just build a new shop on my own. "

Timaro used a messy word, but the shopkeeper didn't blame it.

"Even my grandfather who started the store has already returned his soul.When this happens, I'll convince my father and grandfather together.Well, no matter how much I give you a name, my dad will only regret it in heaven. "

Timaro then decided to prepare to go to the cathedral of the god of the underworld, where his father's remains were transported.

I noticed that my face was wet with tears after I returned to my room to change.