Life with my Little Sister

I'm nervous about cooking in the eyes of everyone, even though I know all of them.

No, I know very well myself that eels are delicious.

But the elves who are here say, 'It's enough for those Takazu to call themselves!' And that's why I'm sure the expectations are very high.

(I wonder if you're okay...?

While anxious, start cooking.

"You're used to it a lot. Has Alto been cooking for a long time?

The president of the Chamber of Commerce asks me that while I fix the red frame glasses.

"Yes, no... I made a lot yesterday."

My explanation continues to be painful.

But now I have to go.

All I'm here for are savvy people.

If you speak poorly, you may be suspicious.

With that in mind, I decided to fill the room with the smell of sauce more than necessary.

In the Earth world, there have long been enough words to say, "eels make you smell," and gossip can have stories about eating only white rice, smelling like eels.

Well, what is it?

There's nothing more to deflect consciousness, right?

"Mm! This is...!

Chairman Shorcina swallowed Gokuri and Tuba.

You know what I mean?

I can't stop, can I?

you guys can fall for the magic of eels too!

"Looks delicious, smells good"

The other elves nod at Mr. Henriette's words.

…………

Gad left the room silently for some reason.

Is that the bathroom?

And go side by side on the table, a bowl of nagging.

As mentioned above, Mia does it, but it is the boulder that secures her share.

It should be noted that we do not have a table at home other than for family use, so Elf Momentum deliberately brings two folding shabu-tails on a fruit bottom horse.

On our table, the Crane Puts.

Shabudai A has a chairman, vice chairman and Mr. Fennel.

For Shabudai B, it's Mis, Hycera and Gado.

Although Dr. Dwarf hasn't come back yet.

"Ko, this, I want to try it fast!

Hithera, Dozi daughter elf, is shining her eyes.

Frank feeling, but everyone else seems to feel the same way.

"Oh, I'm back."

Gad is back.

In my hand, I hold a barrel.

A horizontal elf, who had arrived at Shabudai B, reacted immediately.

"Is it alcohol! That's alcohol! This is it, this! That's why the table with Dwarf is great!

"Oops. Smell it, 'cause this guy stepped on it when it definitely suits booze. I brought it from the workshop."

Gado's liquor is loaded in barrels in my practice workshop, like a natural right, but I guess that's one of them.

Gado, who sat on Shabudai B, is just in a silly big wooden cup with booze on it.

Where did you take it from, Mis also has booze on my cup.

Chairman Shorcina is staring at Hillah's employees, but he's coming through by the time he's clear.

"Well, shall I take it?"

Mr. Henriette will divide us, so will I. and Abel.

"Here you go!

With the decree, everyone put their hands on the bowl.

In the corner of the room, so is the maid of honor.

"Fuho -!"

Hycera and Gad roar with treble and bass voices at the same time.

"Delicious! This guy is delicious...... heh!

"Here, here, this is that swamp dojo -!? Incredible!

"Ooh, alcohol......! Suitable for alcohol! I mean, this alcoholic beverage is the quality of all the luxury products handled by the Chamber of Commerce!?"

Only one person reacts strangely, but at this point, I don't care.

"Surprised......! No way, not in the future......!

"So Takazu is calling us."

It is also well received by the top two chambers of commerce.

"A plump, baked swamp dojo is stained with rich sauce to enhance each other's goodness. Even better is the presence of peppers. The addition of a different flavor prevents the flavor from becoming monotonous. It's great to use."

Mr. Fennel has strangely specific thoughts in his mouth as he closes his eyes.

I wonder what it is?

Is she gourmet?

"Hehe...! This is delicious! Phew, I like this!

Fee says anything tastes good, but for once, there's a difference between 'like' and 'love'.

Something sweet is definitely the latter.

When I look at you eating with a smile on your face, do you also 'love' the noodles bowl?

"Ooh, give me a change!

"Me too -!

When Gado and Hycera provide the vessel, the mia that remains attached to the oben only works perfectly and serves it up.

"I'll take a drink replacement."

I don't care about this one.

Shabudai B is very busy.

"Can I have it here, please?

"I'll have it, too, won't I?

"Give it to me, too"

Shabudai A Momentum keeps the product and moderation, but it seems to change.

(Rice, it's good to cook more...)

Earthen pots that are instantly emptied.

And the swamp dojo that Abel has caught.

Although cooking was a lot easier because my mother as well as I could help.

Subsequent replacements have developed into deals in relation to inventory, but everyone, you're not relentless with outgoing information.

"Welcome -!

Where the earthen pot has been completely emptied, the tasting session is over.

Everyone smiles, so I want to think I succeeded.

Put the hot tea away before Mia drinks anything but alcohol and take a whoop.

Fee sat on my lap and rejoiced in "What's After Dinner".

Mr. Shorcina sipped his tea and then opened his eyes.

"Today's dinner party has been an important one. Abel's brilliant eyes, as long as they are truly wonderful."

The important thing is, it's a big deal again. I thought so, but the intelligent, shabbutai A group look is serious.

Mr. Henriette laughed when he saw me looking strange.

It was a soft grin, powerful to reassure people.

"Al. What Al brought you here today means a lot, doesn't it?

Am I?

Doesn't that just mean a new recipe has been developed?

Then Mr. Fennel lays it down for me.

"Swamp dojos - eels, for sure, change the dietary situation so far. There will undoubtedly be a lot of money coming down to areas where swamp dojos can be taken in large quantities, for example."

Rattled, Mia reacted.

The Chairman of the Chamber of Commerce says calmly.

"The important thing is to say that no one knows that swamp dojo will be an excellent ingredient. It is possible not only to recipe, but also to secure lake marshes and monopolize fishing rights in this Chamber."

"With all this ingredient, naturally, there will be other ways to eat it, so it's a big deal to hold back not only the recipe, but the eel itself"

"Considering the maintenance of the distribution route, the preservation of the fishing environment, and then actually putting it in the store, a large amount of money will move. It's a big project."

The boulder is a merchant.

Until then, I never thought about it.

Mr. Fennel stares at the gardener who is rinsing his tea with a relaxed face at Shabudai B.

"I also understand what Takazu meant when he called Hissera."

Huh?

What do you mean?

Didn't I call you because I know you?

"… Hycera is familiar with various water sources and their ecosystems. He's got a good face for Rütiel, and he's good at cooking. When it comes to preserving the environment, it cannot be just a matter for the Chamber of Commerce. We need Lütiel to report to us and we need to move across the Elves."

Oh, were you calling for the horseradish?

She, you weren't just a dodgy daughter.

Or is this what Abel meant by the Elves' secret laws?

"The first thing you need to do is hold down your recipe rights as soon as possible. Not only onion dishes, but also this sauce. Peppers must also increase circulation, and securing lake swamps is important."

Mr Fennel raises his hand to the words of the Chairman of the Chamber of Commerce.

"Then we should hold down the lake of Cyril first. That's a massive swamp dojo habitat. It should be close to Wang Du and an important fishing ground. Fortunately for you, Cyril is in pain, so I was wondering if it would be easier to hold him back now if we increased the amount of money we assist."

Pretty impressive, Mr. Fennel.

The boulder is the vice chairman's katana.

Then Mr. Henriette opens his mouth too.

"Before you sign up for the recipe, you should hold back the lake marshes you can hold back. And then, you're rooting for fishermen. It is important to keep the purchase of eels and swamp dojos as an exclusive agreement"

Ebony......

It's a good saying to pull out the eyes of a living horse.

Seems like he's going to make up his mind about the battle before other merchants and cooks understand the importance of eels.

"Oh, uh..."

And Mia reluctantly raises her hand.

She informed that the baron Venink territory of the birth house was a massive habitat for swamp dojos.

Sometimes there's nothing else you can call a specialty.

"So it is. It helps a lot if you also direct profits to our house. Until now, I've only come under the title of Marquis Bailefeld, so my parents said they wanted to stop by."

To the words, the president of the Chamber of Commerce nods loudly.

"You're welcome. Big publicity is essential to selling new products. If you make swamp dojo a specialty in aristocratic territory, it will be easier to sell it from common people down there to nobles up there."

Ah......

I see.

In the world of nobility, may the commoner and the nobleman divide the popular selling goods?

By making it popular in aristocratic territory, he said he could be at the foot of distributing it to both the upper and lower classes.

"You got a second?

Drinking alcohol, Gad raised his fat hand.

"If you're going to sell to the greats, why don't you not just eat them, but restrain them in containers as well? Offer ordinary deep dishes to the common people, and upstairs, in luxurious containers, for a sense of luxury. They'd be happier to sell swords in expensive cloths or in well-decorated boxes. I think it works, huh?

Oh, I didn't know it would suddenly come to your heavy idea.

The boulder is Gado.

"Oh, that's good. It is served to the common people with cheap swamp dojo, and the aristocrats use eels that are better than flavor. In addition, rice can also be used in our elf rice to differentiate the price based on meeting their self-esteem."

From a mere bowl tasting, we're getting more and more conversations, right?

Where and by whom do they send their conversations already? It has even developed into a stepped story about what to do with budget allocations.

Gad doesn't seem to be going to move himself either, but you're subtly selling him a gate of containerists you know. A man who can.

Well, in a nutshell,

"What, it's going to be so big?

What is it?

"Yay, yay!

My angel pulled my sleeve like that.

"Guys, I don't know. We're talking! So - with Phew, you should play with the building blocks!

Yeah.

Sister, you're hungry, so you just want to play, don't you?

"Ha. Then I will."

"Heh, heh...! Ha, ha, ha. He plays with me! Phew, I'm glad! Phew, I like it!

I know I'm a party, too - but Meister's smile takes precedence over the distribution of eels.

I left the room with all the adorable and exhilarating people on my back, holding Fee.

The eel was delicious.

That's all I need. No!