It Seems I Came to Another World, Now What Should I Do

Ask the village chief to call the two people in charge of salt burning and greet them lightly.

"Then we're going to do what we call the pre-salt phase of rough burning. This is a necessary process in front of salt making, such as killing and removing invisible organisms that are the source of the ash juice. If the amount of salt is low, the time will be short, but it will be called mass production, so first you need to fire in front of the kettle for six hours."

That said, the two people in charge nod. I just don't feel like the situation is swallowing much either.

"I'll take care of the frequency of shifts, then. Start by filling the kettle with water."

As instructed, the two pour thickened sea water into the kettle in a barrel. Place a fire in the firewood at a stage where the cauldron is filled with thickened brine.

"Be careful that the fire turns evenly throughout the cauldron. Please identify about the boiling criticality of the fire. Heat rises too high even with too much firewood. Maintain a large bubble on the surface."

It didn't make any difference for a while, but gradually a small bubble floats and begins to boil. With the big bubbles that pop and say float, have the firewood evened to maintain this condition.

If you keep boiling, the ash juice comes up.

"This ash juice will be the source of clutter. Filter later, but remove as much as possible. It involves the flavor directly."

With that said, thin the ash juice with a giant wooden slab. It's a size cord that's going to put pizza in a pizza kiln. Since it crosses the center of the cauldron, which has a diameter of two meters, it gets really long. They both had a rough time at first but somehow get used to it and start to thin out the ash juice.

As you maintain the firepower as it is, the seawater gradually becomes reddish. I sweat three or four hours in front of a fire on a boulder. It seems bad for the eyes to see the fire situation too close, so the three of us take turns.

Redness increases more and more, and nearly six hours later, the reddish liquid boils down like lava. Six hours had passed, hydrating as appropriate, but the desolation ends as sweat erupts.

"Thank you. I'll put you to bed for the rest of the day like this. The next step is book burning. This one burns for about sixteen hours in the same process. We need to pay attention to a few changes in the second half, so good luck."

He leaves the salt mill, speaking to the two people who are nagging with their shoulders breathing in front of him.

It is a cauldron burning with a terrible hand in preparation for cooking. Honestly, I don't want to move around anymore. Along the way I had my buddies adjust their dinner time via Kabia, but I was tired of boulders.

Back at the tent, it looks like we just had dinner. Liz and Rossa worked together to fix the deer, and the skewers and the bread they baked in the village bread kiln, plus the stuff that rewarmed the noon soup, became dinner.

The moment I spoon the soup into my mouth, the intense smell of shrimp strikes my mouth. It then turns into cluttered seafood aromas and umami. Prawns were often eaten in ramen even in Japan. I like shrimp to the extent that I also had a ramen shop that I go to every time I go to New Millennium Airport. Miscellaneous fish inside is also stained with flavor at cooked time and bedtime, and the bones are much softer. Spit out only thick bones and eat fine bones without worrying. But I think about the luxury of adding tomatoes here. Since the tomatoes seedlings seedlings seedlings seedlings were divided and planted in the field of "Lizzatia". When I can do that, I'll be able to challenge the Italians in general. Raw tomatoes also have transport problems and do not reach 'Lizzatia'. Looking for the East Forest seems likely, but the report on Rostee's request didn't say anything. Since only the main items are listed with regard to vegetation, I cannot say for sure. I would like to ask for a little more detailed investigation around here.

I made the amount of soup so I can eat it tomorrow morning. When it cools again, let it cool with ice.

"Hiro, you're so sweaty, are you okay?

"Hmm? Oh, I'm just sweating because I've been in front of the fire the whole time. I need to take a day off and burn three times what I am today the day after tomorrow. That might not be the time."

There is white salt blowing in the area of the colour of the clothing that is slightly wet. I don't think I need to wash it, and when I look up into the sky, there's no cloud. Let's keep the laundry in the night.

Retrieve the spoon that was always in the soup. Ah...... My amateur grabbed the knife too much and I can't help but wonder if it came out that I kept frying tempura for so long.

"Hiro...... are you sure you're okay?

"Haha. Your hands may be quite tired of boulders. I'm fine, but I guess I'll have a muscle ache tomorrow."

It is also poorly dressed inside to say fish, fried tempura and muscle aches.

Then Liz takes the keys and says, "Oh." Oh, I think you're happy, but I'll move on with the meal.

Taro and Hime are in the mood for plenty of venison meat and moss they've got. Plenty to play with the mermaid children and no stress. Get it. The streak will be enough exercise.

The meal is over and it will be time for a bath. I can't move my hands well, so I'll finish everyone's bath while Liz helps me.

"Well, Hiro, let me know when you get up there. I'll clean it up later."

Mind you, Liz speaks up like that. It was also quite difficult to take off my clothes and wash my body. It's also inconvenient to say that you can't help yourself. Once upon a time, when I was new to Kendo, I used to wave too many bamboo knives to hold anything, but I guess it's the first time I've grown up.

Immerse yourself in a barrel and think blurry. The dish, starting with tempura, delighted the mermaid. Also, I was like Todo. I guess seafood grill is the focus tomorrow. Tempura wants you to give me a break. I'm having a hard time getting down. Maddie should go up this time of year, so it's easier to temper that one or something. My muscle aches won't make me useless tomorrow, so I'd like to ask for it.

From now on, salt making will continue to produce extended salt if it is roughed up while sleeping for a day in rough burning and turned the next day in a cycle of rough burning and book burning. The salt floor is made for seven places, so there will be no overflow. In roughly four or five days, the dust will fall out. At the end of the day, I think it's dried and done in the sun. Mm-hmm. I had plans for a couple of days, but I'm starting to feel like I should see them until they're done. Material transport flights are on their way, so I'll give you a letter.

If you plan to, the tiger will arrive tomorrow morning. I need to welcome you.

When I think about it, I boil it, so I leave the barrel. I put my hand on the edge when I tried to get out, but don't tell me that I couldn't help myself and I was about to slip.

Call Liz and ask her to clear the barrel and wash it. I told him I was sorry, but he said he was happy to help. I'll do anything myself, so I hear there are some parts of you that aren't happy about that. I wonder if I should rely on Liz as much as possible.

Refreshed, back in the tent, Taro and Hime were asleep first. During the day, I wonder if I'm tired because I shake.

"Hiro, show me your hands. I'll rub it for you. Because it might be a little different."

That's what Liz is going to give me, so I'll have it rubbed. It feels painful to have your hands rubbed softly when you start to have just a little muscle ache.

Feeling the feel of Liz's hand in the futon, she was only finally falling asleep.