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

Episode 399: The Medium Process of Fritter and Salt Making

When I get out of the scene of rough burning, I knew my hands would have muscle pain. I don't feel any pain anymore because I'm tense in front of the kettle, but it hurts when I calm down. It hurts without having to touch anything. Keep your face flat, withstanding the tingling pain.

The mermaids are waiting for each dish to be enjoyed around, and the mermaids, whose order has turned, are eating deliciously with simple plates and simple forks made of earthwork.

Waiting in line, chatting with Belhemia, Gadimina and Polymyria, the order turned.

"Liz, are you okay? Isn't it tough?

"Totally fine. I know how to fry it, so it's okay."

With that said, he makes the next fried modoki fritter while removing the fried egg with an iron netted ball. Chop squid, shrimp or shellfish coarsely, mix with dough, and fry. The dough is mixed with spices and herbs. When you put the poten and lumps into the oil, they come up to the surface as they sink for a moment and let you bounce the moisture. The surrounding area has a strong herbal scent, which tightens the stomach slowly. Oh, I guess I was hungrier than I thought. When the moisture gradually drains and the air bubbles are diminishing, it is placed on an oil-cutting cloth.

"Yes. Sorry to keep you waiting, Hiro"

He puts me on a plate with balls. Divide with chopsticks, check inside, but the fire is well through inside. I'm going to eat with the Belhemians.

Cut with chopsticks and include in mouth. Moments, herbal performances that are refreshing or rich spread in your mouth and fall out into your nose. At the moment of chewing, the moisture content of the material spreads all over the mouth with the yummy. The squid is also rusty (Mizumizu) and feels good with puffy teeth. Shrimp makes your mouth happy with a sweet, puffy texture everywhere. The deep umami of Mategai, the refreshing but intense flavour of clams, and the clam stock blend together in your mouth and dance. Delicious. The salt added and subtracted as good as the dough is attached makes me enjoy it, not least as a dish that has already been completed. happiness cheeks hot freshly fried food while fufufu emits hot air from his mouth. Hard to turn into anything. The moment they eat it, Belhemia and the others look surprised.

"It's a complex flavor, but intense, yet refreshing. You can eat as much of this..."

On behalf of him, he mouths his ratings as gadimina whines. When he realizes, Polymyria is rejoining the line of fritters. Do you want the next one? A laugh comes in. I am satisfied with this fritter because I am originally a snack. The vegetables were chopped in, and there would be no nutritional problems. Guide the other two into the line, and I return to the cauldron.

"Lunch, please. Change."

The village chief and Kabia look like lunch at the village chief's house. Speaking to the worker who was managing the fire, he leaves the room gladly beside the cauldron. The sea water in the cauldron is slightly reddish, spilling and producing large bubbles, boiling. Make adjustments so that the fire is even and the whole area is evenly heated. You don't have to worry about that much when it's rough burning, but when it's book burning, the fires get pretty cynical. It is also a preliminary exercise.

In the end it takes until the evening to complete the rough burning while replacing the personnel. When the windows open and the cold air enters and the steam escapes, everyone looks relieved.

"Well, let's filter yesterday's rough burn."

We all go up with cauldrons on the ramps that we built to spread out. The cauldron itself weighs a lot, so it's a lot of work. It is not Dada who has' rigidity 'growing in everyone. I guess I chose a man who was strong and patient. With that in mind, slowly pour rough liquid into the filtration tank. When boiled and disinfected, through layers of gravel, sand, charcoal and bamboo charcoal washed many times in bright water, the liquid, which was close to bright red, becomes a cheeky red, slightly pink liquid and accumulates in the pan below.

"Then I will wash this kettle beautifully with real water and use it for tomorrow's rough burning. Book burning lasts sixteen hours. It's a battle against time. We're going to need some fine-tuning, so rest well and nurture your English for tomorrow."

That said, the workers go in. After all, heavy labor is heavy labor. There is an urgent need to increase the number of personnel. The letter at the time of the raid also mentioned the increase in personnel. Norweh would tweak it right.

Back in the tent, the evening meal schedule was progressing. They're all stuffed to make sure they're eating, so they don't seem hungry either. Lighten up with the rest of the day and bread and take a bath.

Rub and wash the taro and shark to make them suck. He took good care of the child with Mr. Tiger today. The tiger seems to be searching for a place to live in the nearby woods as he searches for his prey because he is well known. She liked it a lot when she tried the sea fish and said she would show a little face by the sea. The kids also loved Tiger, and they also did tours walking around on Tiger along the way. Mr. Tiger, the service is spiritual. There are times when cat creatures are tolerant of little creatures, but that's exactly what they are.

Liz told me if I could help her wash her body, but she also finally lost her muscle pain, so I didn't want to.

Wash your head and body and soak them in a barrel. Worked well today. Recap the day in the water, rubbing both hands. I was relieved that Mr. Tiger was accepted. I cared a lot, but you'd be happy if you could live and live at all. Salt making is going well so far. Tomorrow's book burning will produce results. Later I behaved like a cook to the mermaids, but the stock of oil is still fine. Thin powder is fine. I guess I should buy village stock and go home on the way home.

With that in mind, I go up from the water and wash my sweaty clothes with leftover water. Dry, back in the tent, are you tired or Liz is falling over the futon. I'm resting, so I guess it's neat. I'm going to bed early, too, for tomorrow's book burning. Even if we start first thing in the morning, it's late night work. It's tough, but we just have to work hard.

Hold Liz up and let her dive into the futon, and I'll go in too. Comfortable fatigue wraps around the body, causing Ston and unconsciousness.