Isekai Ryouridou

The first one completed was Mentsuyu.

The noodle dough was still sleeping, so I first decided to ask Pratica to confirm the taste of Mentsuyu itself.

"This will be a seasoning called Mentsuyu, made from tau oil. As you've already seen… Smoked fish and seagrass stock combined with jacquard distilled liquor and tau oil to make it simmer."

I moved a small amount of Mentsuyu into a wooden dish and let it be placed in front of Platica. In addition, a wood dish of tau oil dissolved in the same amount of water is arranged there as well.

"The stock solution of tau oil is thick, so it is roughly dissolved in water for use. If you like, make sure it tastes different."

"I care and thank you"

Pratica bowed carefully before ascertaining the taste of Mentsuyu and Tau oil.

An increasingly sharp light floats in its purple eyes.

"Tau oil, intense flavour. And rich nourishment, felt.... Here, legumes, fermented seasoning, right?

"Yeah, you're right. Speaking of which, Platica said she was wandering the western kingdom, right? In the meantime, didn't you get a chance to mouth the tau oil?

"Yes, it was a wandering, northern neighborhood, so there were no Jagal ingredients, no opportunities to touch it, many"

After saying it that way, Pratica overlapped the words even further.

"Tau oil, taste, wonderful, I think. Different dishes, to use, would be possible.... Plus, Mentsuyu, great, I think. That's all, one dish, it's finished, I think."

"Right. If you throw ingredients at this, I think that would establish it as a juice dish. However, I think we can apply a lot more from here… and that is the purpose of today's study group."

Not only did I tell Pratica, but I told her that to the people in line.

"Since buckwheat and udon did not settle by the forest, there would have been less opportunity to make Mentsuyu. But I think this Mentsuyu can be applied to many other dishes. I think adding a little bit of this will make the depth of flavor a lot different."

Hundreds of stories didn't come true at first sight, and I decided to lump the dishes for the tasting.

The title is the fried dish of miso. The ingredients shall only be used with rose comma meat resulting from the treatment of giva meat and aria as a whisper colour.

"I use tau oil, sugar and red mammalian liquor when I cook stir-fried dishes with miso. Over here, I'll try to make it with miso, mentsuyu and red mammalian liquor. Eat and compare."

Before that, Pratica is first and foremost a taste of the miso itself.

Even there, Platica was sharpening her eyes.

"Miso, the taste is so intense that you can't beat the tau oil.... or root, to be one, is it seasoning?

"Yes. They say the process of making tau oil produces miso. … although it seems to be a secret so far."

With that explanation, I rubbed two kinds of stir-fry. It's for all the members who took part in the study group, so it's quite a portion.

When the miso is sautéed in an iron pan, the aroma is overflowing with a unique fragrance again. Pratica seemed to be testing the scent by letting her nose snap with circumspect bobcat-like tricks.

"Done. It won't make much difference in appearance, but we'd like a taste."

Not only Pratica, but the other Kamadokus took the wooden spoon with their eyes shining.

"Hmm, I knew even a simple stir-fry would do a different job when Asta rubbed it! It's so delicious!

Saying cheerfully, Ray-Matua also put his hands on a dish made with Mentsuyu.

Its round eyes are lit with even brighter light.

"This one, too, is delicious! You don't use sugar, but you feel just as sweet!

"Yeah. Ray-Matua, which one do you prefer?

"Eh! I can't decide that!... How about Malfira-Naham?

"Oh, yeah, right. Wow, I might prefer to use Mentsuyu. I even use smoked fish and seagrass and Nyatta distilled liquor for Mentsuyu, so I wonder if its depth varies."

Malfira-Naham told me so, swimming his eyes properly.

"Right," agrees Raina-Lou, who made Platica so enthusiastic that she couldn't beat him.

"Since the taste of miso is predominant, it doesn't look so different. But... is it still called depth? Compared to eating, the difference seems to be historical."

"Yeah. I don't think either one's ever been up there, but I knew it would taste different. If you use Mentsuyu to cook with tau oil before, you'll enjoy a lot of changes."

Satisfied with everyone's reaction, I looked back at Platica.

Then, Pratica stared at me, so I was caught in a mild surprise. Pratica had a more serious look than I had ever imagined.

"Taste, both great. Asta, skill, I'm impressed."

"That, thank you. So it's time to get to the next dish...... Tour-din, what about time?

I was asking the brilliant Tour-Din for a timekeeper of the fabric I was putting to bed. Tool-din watched the hourglass before he could speak to me.

"Now the last sand is about to fall off. Shall we light the pan?

"Thank you, please."

I saw the hourglass sand fall off and I went noodling.

Remove the fuwano and poitan dough wrapped in a damp cloth, flatten it with the palm of a hand, and then mould it even flatter with a noodle bar. The thickness was 2 mm and the width was about 5 or 6 mm and I decided to cut it apart.

"All right, I'll use this as an example, and Ray-Matua and the others will take your share."

"Yes, I understand!... But in Asta's hometown, was this what they called a buckwheat? I don't use black fuwano, and I use eggs and egg shells... so it's kind of going to get confusing"

Ray-Matua reluctantly told me so.

I make him laugh "hey" as he puts a knife in the rest of the fabric.

"I'm not sure where it came from either... this is a dish that was born on an island far from the mainland, even in my hometown, right? So, did you make a difference in naming it?

"Huh? Wasn't Asta's hometown the island country? Isn't an island a word that calls and reveals a smaller earth than a continent?

"Yeah. There was an even smaller island floating on the south side of that island country. That's what they called it on that island."

My homeland is the other world for the Ray-Matuas, so it was hard to explain that. In the first place, I didn't have the roots of Okinawa's soba noodles, which is all the more so.

"Well, I don't care what your name is. I hope you think it's delicious."

While everyone watched me, I was supposed to boil the noodles in an iron pan that Thur-din prepared for me.

Cut the boiled noodles in hot water, transfer them to a wood dish, and then cover them with oil. If it is pasta, the oil of Leten is used, but Hoboi oil would be more desirable for Mentsuyu and Japanese-style stock. With this, Okinawa noodles were complete.

"Giva meat, I just want to simmer it more carefully...... today is the simplified version, so please don't. The subject is how to handle tau oil."

It is boned abalone meat that has been simmered. The first boiled together with Kerr's root and Nyatta's distilled liquor is now simmered in tau oil, sugar and smoked fish stock, plus Nyatta's distilled liquor after all. As a substitute for Japanese-style cooking liquor, Nyatta's distilled liquor was quite excellent.

"I'd like you to grab hold of the boned abalone meat, but it's only a prototype today, so you loosen up the meat, too. If you like it, try it in your own home."

With such an annotation, I leave the meat loose to Yun-Sudra, and I'll get to the soup.

There are two kinds of soup. One will be served with mensodox and the other will be served with a sauce obtained by boiling under giva meat, accompanied by a tau oil-based sauce stewed with giva meat. Closer to Okinawa, of course, would be the latter.

The root of kell is used for the boiling, so the flavor is also good.

At the end of the day, I seasoned it with salt and I was able to see how good it was.

"Now it's done. Please taste it."

There are two kinds of soup, but each noodle has a lid and mouth, and the giva meat is a pinch at a time. Still this number of people, so the number of wood dishes was quite considerable.

People gathered on the spot either shine their eyes on expectations, or in the face of seriousness itself, rinse their noodles. The first person to raise his voice was Barsha, who was tumbling outside the entrance.

"This guy is delicious! They're both delicious... but I prefer this one called Mentsuyu."

"Right. I wonder if they are both delicious... I think the broth I took stock of with giva meat tastes better"

Speaking with a riddled face, Rayna-Luu said, "Hmm?" and tilted his successful neck.

"Of course it's delicious over there. Doesn't that make you feel a little short?

"Yes. Mentsuyu would be the one with a clear flavour. But... I think this light flavor would suit this egg or egg shell fabric better. In other words, if you dare to use egg or egg shell to change the texture and flavor, this one seems more appropriate... If you use Mentsuyu, that's how you feel about regular buckwheat or udon being more delicious"

"I see," I interrupted, too.

"If you ask me, maybe you are. Even in my hometown, it seems to me that this dish was dominated by more light broth than Mentsuyu."

I didn't even know if there was a culture of eating Okinawa noodles. Still, I dared to use Mentsuyu - because that is the flavor of the study group.

"Everyone else, what do you think? Don't hesitate to ask for your thoughts."

"Yes, I also find it tastier to take stock with giva meat. I don't feel as powerful as Gigakotsumen, but it's kind of a very sweet taste... and I wanted my family to eat it."

Yun-Sudra, who had such a serious face that she couldn't beat Raina-Lou, smiled brightly and said so.

Other members have spoken up. As far as I heard that, the majority seemed to find Giva meat stock to be more delicious.

"Unlike Gigakotsumen, you could have made this in such a short amount of time. I want my family to eat at dinner too."

"Right. I appreciate being able to mouth this kind of dish not only for a feast, but also for a regular supper"

"Hmm, I might prefer Mentsuyu after all"

"Me too. Well, I'm a big mess of tongues, so maybe I just like the flavor."

"If you prefer Mentsuyu, try even regular udons that you have previously handled. In that case, you don't need to use boned meat either, so I think we should simmer the appropriate areas together."

In the meantime, that's how I put words.

Then I look back at one silent pratica.

"How was Pratica? Please don't hesitate to let us know what you think"

"Yes. Me, Raina-Lou, same opinion. This fabric, unique flavor, has, so it is menzu, harmonious, disturbing, feels. I think Chaska would be more harmonious."

"Oh, Chaska has no crusty taste either. Indeed, Mentsuyu seems to fit."

I answered with a smile, but Pratica's eyes were still sharp.

"... this is how you are trained and loaded"

"Yes, I am training myself at the same time as spreading delicious cooking around the woods"

"Excellent, I think. Dear Alvach, I understand why you admire me, I understand. You, what you have met, Oriental God, Western God, thank you."

The eyes were sharp, but the content of the words was honest and passionate pratica.

So Zilbe's voice overlaps with Balsha's voice.

"Welcome home, Ai-Fa. This guy's a big guy again."

It was time for the end of the study group, so I asked everyone to clean up before leaving the cabin with Pratica and Raina-Lou.

Bringing Brave and Durmoor, Ai-Fa, carrying a giant giva, approaches us. To that appearance, Pratica stepped on his feet.

"... Giva, I've never seen it before. It's huge."

"Yes, that's quite a big one"

Just like the day Dial once visited, Ai-Fa bore a giva wondering if there would be a hundred kilometers. I look sharply at the Platicas as they sweat on their brilliant faces.

"... looks like you have a strange guest, Asta."

"Yeah. I need to talk to you about getting in a little bit. So if I hang Giva, will you give me some time?

"Umm," he nodded, disappearing into the demolition room.

In the meantime, I decided to prepare a hand wipe to sweat.

"Go ahead, Lord Parent.... I'm glad you're safe today."

When the second half of the words were communicated in a whisper, Ey-Fa smiled at me under his eyes as he wiped his hands and muddled his forehead, "um" from behind.

"I don't know why, but Raina-Lou and Barsha were good enough.... So, who are you?

"It's me, Pratica-Ger-Armaya. It's Ger's lord, serving, cooking number."

"Lord of Ger...... you mean the Arvach and the others have arrived in Genos"

"Yes. A sudden visit, I'm afraid. In addition, Dear Alvach, I accept that greetings are delayed, apologized for and communicated. I couldn't leave you, Castle Town, because if I visited you, I would have to entertain you and receive you."

Pratica explained the situation from her mouth.

Ey-fa has a sighing look, "Well," he lifts his forehead.

"Well, when it comes to sounding like Alvach, it sounds like Alvach... whatever the dinner is, it's quite an offer to get it ready to go to bed"

"Yes. If you don't mind, I think you can take the place of your shoulders at the Lew family. Please don't hesitate to let me know."

With words accompanied by Raina-Lou, Ai-Fa began to worry quietly. I don't feel comfortable lodging the first person I meet, but I just don't want to bother the Lou family - I guess I'm stuck on the board.

"Uhm... but still, having the Lew family replace the story offered to Fa's house..."

Speaking that way, Ai-Fa looked back at Uenon, and his family, who were not three human beings, were looking back in the same direction at the same time.

Soon afterwards, Totos' neck appeared from the side of Kamado's cabin. It was Jidula with slightly reddish feathers, and it was the friendly brothers and sisters of Rudd-Lou and Rimmi-Lou riding.

"Yo, Ai-Fa was home, too."

"Wow! I = fa, hiccup!

In the sudden appearance of his sisters, Raina-Lou had his eyes rounded properly.

"What's wrong, both of you? Did something happen at home?

"My father told me. If you want to keep a guest from Gerd at Fa's house, let me and Limi accompany you as a spectator."

As Rudd-Lou descended to the ground, Limi-Lou spanned its shoulders. Limi-Lew is grinning at his full face as he puts his hand on his brother's head.

"Being accompanied as a spectator means... letting you stay at Fa's house, too?

"Oh," Rudd-Lou nodded as Ai-Fa asked Urung.

He said, "What are you talking about, Sim's nobility? He's not a nobleman over there, but as a Lou family, he said he couldn't just let Fa's house overshadow everything. And if Limi did, I'd loosen up a little bit of Bigoted Ey-Fa's heart, too, you know."

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"If you don't want to keep it at Fa's, then we'll take you back to Luu's. It's just that in that case, it's gonna be after dinner, so why don't you ask us to get ready, too?

"Right," Ai-Fa grinned bitterly.

"I appreciate Donda-Lou's awareness. Then let's say Gerd's guests stay at Fa's house."

"Oh, shit. Then he didn't waste it either."

Rud-Lew chuckled cheerfully, pounding the luggage that had been lowered to the left and right of Jidula's torso. It was a bedding, tied round with grass.

Then Raina-Lou raised his voice in a panicked manner.

"Hey, wait a minute, Rudd. Then me and Barsha... I knew we had to go back to Luu's house? I said I'd be back by dinner..."

"I told you to call me if you're not coming back. It's time for Lara and the others to start cooking dinner."

Rayna-Lew has looked at me and Ai-Fa with a gruesome eye.

I = fa was leaning his neck down like a scratch, but I immediately convince him "oh".

"For Rayna-Lew, it would also be training to mouth Asta's dishes. I don't care either way."

"Oh, thank you! Of course, I'll help you prepare dinner!

Raina-Lou let his face shine.

Next to it, Barsha snorts "Humph".

"Then I'll tell the main house the story. It must be a hassle for you to come and go."

"Hmm? Is Barsha going straight back to the house?

"Oh. If you sat down to me, you'd just be out of bedding. … and because important family members are waiting for us at home."

Barsha received Zidula's reins from Rudd-Lou, spilling her white teeth.

Now, I just wanted to say that one thing is settled - but I had to take responsibility for my own insignificant remarks.

"You know, i-fa. As a matter of fact, just now, you called out to Ray-Matua that they might be able to invite you to dinner, too."

"Hmm? Why?

"No, if you're inviting Pratica, I thought it would be better to be busy... because I didn't expect you to invite everyone from the Lew family"

"Then why don't we call them too? If you're full, it's fun!

Of course it was Rimi-Lou, not Ai-Fa, who answered that way.

Ai-Fa has the look of a smile on her face, and she snaps, "Right."

"If it's only dinner, there's no problem. You're the ones who have a hard time preparing dinner."

"No, it's not hard work or anything....... thanks. I didn't have to disappoint everyone."

"Hmm. I can't take a light-hearted promise or anything without a parent."

Only the tone was solemn, while Ai-Fa's eyes were gentle. I guess I'm glad I decided to invite my dear friend, Rimi-Lou, around to Fa's house.

Then Pratica, who had been silent and watching over Yuki for a long time, came back to praise her as she combined her fingertips.

"Forestside people, thank you for your generosity.... Dear Alvach, it was exactly what I was asking"

"Hmm? Alvach, what?

"The people of the woods, they believe, they are thick, they are rational, they are defiant, they said. Also, brave, decisive, tongue-in-cheek,"

"Ha Han," he laughed, was Rudd-Lou.

"Speaking of which, the Alvahs have even boarded the wedding of sister Vina and Schmiral-Lilyn. I thought you were a very troublesome nobleman."

"... Again, is it annoying?

"No. Talk to me, the Alvahs don't look very aristocratic, do they? I don't know, there's a part of Gerd's people that resembles the people by the woods."

"... right. I, I feel the same way. And the people of the mountains, and the families of the hunters?"

The people of Gerd were talking about hunting muffled beasts in Snow Mountain. While living in the stone capital, they were also a clan of clean hunters.

By the way, it could have been Fermes, not the Alvach and the others themselves, who pointed out such commonalities. Fermes, Melfried, and others accompanied Alvach to dinner.

"Then I'll tell everyone this story. From over there, can we have three more?

"It goes with this one, nine people.... Well, okay."

I was able to get AY-FA's forgiveness, so I decided to go back to the cabin.

That's how he tells the story, and Kamado's cabin is cheered on.

"Then let's make another lottery! Those who wish, raise your hands!

In the decree of Ray-Matua, Kamadoku and his men raised their hands.

Only three people have not raised their hands - Yun-Sudra, Tour-Din and Kulua-Sung. They won last time, so I guess they thought they should give in this time.

"Oh, that? Will Lily-Lavitz want it, too?

To my words, Lily-Ravitz smiled softly, "Yes."

"I can't believe you had the chance to have dinner at Fa's house, 'cause you wouldn't. Parents won't say no."

As such, the scraping tournament was to be held again.

They were elected - Ray-Matua, Malfira-Naham and Lilli-Lavitz. This was also a dense facial rash no less than the previous one.

"Good for you, Ray-Matua. I didn't think the opportunity would come around so soon."

When Tour-Din called, Ray-Matua said cheerfully, "Yes! answered." Last time, even though she was the boss, she saw the fear of losing the election.

Nevertheless, he smiles with real pleasure. It was still an honor to be so happy just to say we could have dinner together at Fa's house.

That's how Fa's house got to the point of inviting not only Gerd's cook Pratica, but also a number of friends to dinner.