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

I regretted that I should have read the letter first, rather than the report. Boulder Norwe, I know exactly what this one cares about. After the greeting, it was quick information about the children's safety. As I expected, this is not a very long story. The children I keep are also the majority of infants, and it seems like a woman who got pregnant in the village was carrying around and milking them. The villagers asked the nanny replacement to travel with their families and the children safely entered Terraxtiska.

For the sake of the number of children, I remember the mermaids, many of whom gave birth to breast milk, taking care of them around, and I understand if this is the cause. There is also a problem with mastitis, so there is no problem with carrying it around, and if you want to think about when your child returns and keep it in a fresh situation at any time, there is really no water to drain. Thank you for saving me safely.

Later, it was well stated that detention also continued with regard to the Baron and the Count's men. As far as the Baron is concerned, he will be escorted as he is to the King's Capital and tied up again. If the Count in question rebels against it, it is stated that he has created a basement that moves as an enlightener. It takes the form of saying that it insulates against the discriminators and those who instructed it as an enlightener, so that the Count in question cannot go anywhere. It's enough to move a little south with my territory. If you want to move elsewhere, it's war, but you're willing to go to war as an enlightened man, not just Norwegian. I wouldn't even be willing to get my hands on more than half the country's military opponents. It would be nice if Rostee came back while we were on that tour and put the place together.

He also included other information on the status of the town opening and, once again, Terraxta, to that extent. It seems that Norweh has the most sentences involving Mr. Mermaid's children. I know the priority.

"Kabia, I need a favor."

"What is it?

Speak to Kabia, who was asking me to listen to the report with him.

"I want the southern village to issue a decree. I wonder if we can take the children of the mermaids who were imprisoned by the Baron by the middle of next month."

"In the middle of nowhere? It's a bummer before and after town opening. Considering the travel time, I don't think we can afford it."

"But it's hard to keep an infant away from his parents. There's no one in town to replace the nanny just now. I guess I'll have to ask the inhabitants of Count Terraxta's territory to move with their own children as it is. When that happens, I can't take that long. I'll put some last words behind me. It's a big thing, so I'll have to show my face. So around the middle. As soon as you can."

"Okay. I will try to state a little extra when it comes to the period. It is a form of involvement in human side problems, and I wonder if the Baron's decision to say that it will be taken into account as much as possible is correct. I will coordinate with Mr. Ray as I will get the decree out of the Knights. Period is... today, isn't it?

"I won't say that much. It's four days away. The carriage may also be used. I want you to take into account the urgency of ensuring it arrives."

"We will now take the form of military exercises, including escorts. There is also an improvement in your level of training, and I don't think it's a bad opportunity to say this because you don't have a medium chance to train your guard."

"I'll leave the itinerary and training to Kabia and Ray. The Knights are getting used to warm water life after a bit of training, too, so let's get it over with. Honestly, I'm just a fierce guy who can crush four platoons with one platoon, so I was wondering if you'd like me to show you what I can do around it."

"I'm in awe. Proceed with the adjustment."

When Kabia says so, he gets up off the couch and leaves the reception room. I'll go back to the office, put the letters in a folder, and keep them in the vault. It's a sealed letter. It's the same as an official document, so I need to keep it. I have trouble when something happens.

Look at the clock and gauge the time to dinner. From now on, I guess I'll make it. Finish the paperwork and head to Misozo.

"Is that it, my lord? Is something wrong?

In the zoo, the two of them are still working. I guess it's a little later for replacement personnel to come in.

"I just came to pick up something I left behind because I wanted to make it for a try"

With that said, close to the barrel soaking the soybeans.

"Oh, you didn't use that when you made miso"

"I was wondering what it would be used for."

Another barrel of soybeans dipped in water. Prepared separately from miso making. Maybe a little too soaked......

"This one was prepared for cooking. I have customers, and I was wondering if I could give them a little."

Pick the soaking beans to make sure they are strong, but I feel a little softer than expected if the soaking time was too long. I may get more moisture...... Well, should I adjust it with the water I add?

"I was wondering if you could call Alexoria. He told me to teach him new dishes. I hope you're busy."

"Okay. I'll call you."

That's what I say. One runs towards the kitchen.

Measuring the weight of soybeans sucked in the meantime in a scale, it produces the same amount of water. Clean the bronze mincer and sanitize the alcohol. By then, Alektria will be rushing along with the sound of words.

"Baron, I asked you about your new dish!!

"No, properly disinfected?

"Yes. This is where we make sacred miso. I will abide by the manners!!

With the face I said Hunce, I proudly proclaim it with my face facing up and my hands on my chest. This kid is funny too.

"I get it. Because I'm still in the preparation stage. The ingredients are the same amount of water as the returned soybeans. Shatter it and separate it from moisture."

"Yes!!

Putting beans in the mincer and pouring some water into it, crushing it. It can be crushed more finely than I thought, so I guess I won't need to wrap it in a bowl on top of this. Fill the mincer several times with crushed objects again, then flush them with water and accumulate bright white and bright liquid in the bottle (covering).

"This is what is commonly called raw mackerel. It's a mixture of crushed soybeans and dissolved ingredients in water."

"May I touch it?

"I don't mind, but it's just a mess, right?

"I want to know how much I feel about crushing it"

"I get it. Go ahead."

When I pass the bottle to Alexandria, I pick and rub the raw raw raw raw raw raw raw raw Raw Raw Raw Raw Raw Raw Raw Raw Raw Raw Raw Raw Raw Raw Raw Raw Raw Raw Raw Raw Raw Raw Raw Raw Raw Raw Raw Raw Raw Raw Raw Raw Raw Raw Raw Raw Raw Ra

In the meantime, prepare a large pan by placing a fire in the pan.

"Clean cloth, you had it. I was wondering if you could get it ready."

"Are you sure it's for miso?

"Yeah. I don't mind. Put the monkey in the appropriate bottle and lay it on top of it."

When I say that, the two of us start getting ready.

"I can feel it."

Alexoria says, so I'm going to pour the raw rice noodles into a large pot. Fire is pretty weak.

"Put the heat on, taking care not to boil in this condition. It is good with heat to the extent that it boils or not. Just don't forget to scratch, be polite and firm. The bottom burns easily, so mix it from the bottom."

Slowly mix the bottom of the pan with wooden balls. Not in a hurry, hold on. When mixed roughly, it affects later processing. Alexoria looks at it with a serious look behind her. Once sufficiently strong heat is applied, pour into the filter earlier. Watching the bright white liquid pour into the bottle, roll the hot omelet with a cloth and crush it with the balls to spit out the soy milk. Once some heat has been drawn, squeeze each cotton cloth whirl and squeeze it tightly. Since it is hot, work will proceed with caution against burns.

"Beautiful white. It's somewhat reminiscent of goats and cows' milk."

As Alexoria looks at the soy milk, she whines.

"Right. I call it bean milk, soy milk. It's good for your health if you keep drinking, but I thought I'd take another effort today."

Squeeze off and let the soy milk come out before serving to Tarai to scatter and cool.

"I also have a use for this soy milk after serving it. Shall we bake cookies later?"

"Cookies......?

"Sweet Baked Confectionery"

With that said, Alexoria looks out for him and makes a cheeky face. The boulder girl. Don't you have eyes for sweet things?

"That's what I called it in my hometown, but there's got to be something similar here. Don't expect too much."

Wash the large pan and tell Alexoria. Shake your head flat to the side to meet it.

"The Baron's cuisine is always innovative. I'm looking forward to it."

I'm afraid of that expectation.

Pour the soy milk into a large pan that you washed and put it on fire. Around eighty degrees would have been ideal. About before it boils. If it's water, the pan will have bubbles, but I can tell it's soy milk and it's spicy. Slowly scratch and point your finger in occasionally to check the temperature. About this extent, I guess. When Alexandria is told about this temperature, Alexandria also points to the finger and checks the temperature.

Bring it down from the fire and put in the debris you brought back there. I don't know the concentration well, so I get the eye mass. I guess there's only trial and error here. Since the salt maker taught the parent the timing of the last increase, the concentration should be constant, so it may be adjusted by adding water here. Let's slowly verify how much to put in at what concentration. This time, I am assuming the degree to which it will loosen up a bit and put it in a little bit.

"This is the liquid that says it wants to come out when making salt. Want a taste?

Stirring the pan gently, I nod with curious eyes when I ask Alexoria. If you drop just a little on your palm, you lick it puffy, but it quickly turns into a sinister face.

"Wow...... It's bitter...... It tastes complicated, but it's bitter."

"Ha. That's why he said the salt didn't taste good. If we don't get rid of this, the salt won't taste good."

Soy milk mixed with such a pinch of curtain gradually becomes morose.

"Ah, the soy milk will solidify and separate into clear liquids"

"Yeah. The ingredients of the rice and soy milk affect each other and solidify. Shall we steam in this state and wait for it to solidify a little more"

That said, put a lid on the pan and leave for about thirty minutes. In the meantime, I will answer Alexoria's question, but when I ask if the kitchen is ok, thank you. It seems to be either oatmeal or chinese porridge modoki, just like the last arrival of the decree. I think it is good because I have poor digestion. I don't have time, so I hear it will be a miso flavoured itch based on the kelp stock.

Talking about that, it's time to open the lid. It's separating me more beautifully than I thought. They were just right in terms of quantity. Note the amount and formulation ratio of soy, water, and acne in the recipe post.

I use what I asked the woodworker to use the tofu box when I started making miso. Lay the fine cloth of the cotton eyes on the box and put the separated soy milk and tofu in the box with the balls. At the end of the day, cover it and put the heavy stone on.

"Almost done so far. If I lose a little more moisture later, I'll be fine."

"You can do this stuff from soybeans..."

"I wonder if the flavor will be enjoyed later. Later I guess it's the seasoning. Let's make that in the kitchen. You're interrupting, both of you."

"No. You'll learn"

The two come together in a calligraphy.

Well, it's tofu in the corner, but I don't even have soy sauce, so I guess it's dessert. Sugar is confirmed to be in stock. I wonder if the tofu will be cold by the time I wake up.