Parallel World Pharmacy

On a well sunny autumn day, in the middle state of the Great River, owned by the de Medicis family, there was an Otam party (Fête d 'automne) event hosted by the General Headquarters of the Pharmacy of the Other World.

Pharmacy staff and regular guests were invited to the event, an outdoor secret event.

But the clergymen and clergymen are also getting regular tickets and getting mixed up.

An unknown dish of invitees came out to this party.

It is curry.

I have something that Farma was going to be able to eat in the recipe for the curry he was preparing in the lab on the fourth floor, so I have a cook from the de Medicis family reproduce it and serve it.

(I didn't know Curry Pa was going to be so big)

Taking into account those who did not like curry and those who did not fit their mouth, ordinary treats were also so lined up that they could not be eaten up on the open table.

It was an elegant and massive event as the orchestra's outdoor performances flowed.

"It's delicious."

Decorated like a maid with a rococo sky blue dress, Ellen was tongue-in-cheek on a curry filled with precious spices. Cut it apart with a knife and a fork and eat it elegantly on a curry.

"Don't let me fly you to your dress."

"Oh, I scattered it!

Pharma's advice also seems to have been muddled and scattered quickly.

"Can't you take it? This curry yellow?

"Wash it and dry it in the heavens and the sun will remove it, because the ingredients that are yellow will break down when exposed to sunlight."

Pharma had come to the occasion with a black-based outfit wondering if this could happen.

"Well, that would be nice."

"It feels good to eat outside."

It seemed a little novel to the people of this world who don't have much of a habit of eating outside.

"Can you tell me about this recipe?"

Regular Admiral Jean, who came with a crisp outfit rather than the usual shirt, said he wanted to hire this curry as a sailor's meal. Pharma hands over the material he has copied in a copy.

"The spices will be sunny, so I think it would be a good meal for sailors"

Pharma looks forward to seeing if we can do something naval curry one of these days.

"Dear Farma, this is an unknown dish!

Lotte is busy defending table manners while dominating and flavoring all curries.

The curries prepared are chicken chicken curry (Keema curry), spinach and potato curry (Alparaq), European-style curry with milk added to dashi taken from vegetables, meat, herbs, bouillon, etc., and white curry. Pharma thought it would split likes and dislikes, but it seemed to be in their mouths. The curry around my mouth was sophisticated with napkins. And Lotte also had curry scattered over her white apron skirt. Lotte is a hockey face.

"It would be great to eat with this bread, what is this bread? Hehe, you can have as many as you want."

"It's Nan."

Pharma puts it on Nan and eats curry.

"What?"

Ellen listens back.

"Thick is the nan made of refined wheat, thin is the chapati made of whole wheat"

"Callie's moving on."

The meal goes on at a slow pace, colluding with Ellen and regular guests. It was a satisfactory table, but Farma...,

(oh...... i wish i had rice......)

Pharmatically, curry rice on a large plate can have an urge on my stomach - but that's nasty as manners in this world, and rice isn't even in this world in the first place.

"This, what spices are you using? I want you to make it at home."

I didn't get the spices like hot water, so it's a recipe with the least variety.

"This recipe feels like minced onions and vegetables, sautéed well, and simmered with turmeric (colored), coriander (scented), cayenne pepper (spicy), cumin (scented), shoga and garlic on a red pepper"

With more spices, of course, it would taste deep, but I made it a hard and hard to fail recipe because Farma is not very familiar with such spice formulations and can't use spices.

The spiciness of the curry is determined by the amount of chili, such as red pepper, cayenne pepper, etc.

Adjusting the amount can make it the spiciness of my choice, so the spiciness was set as sweet and medium spicy, from children to adults. Severe spiciness is highly irritating to the stomach and intestines, so I removed it this time. Don't eat food from a different world pharmacy party, destroy your stomach and intestines, etc.

"Callie seems healthy."

Lotte was looking up at me with her hands. Speaking of which, your body's warming up, Ellen nods, too.

"I wonder if there are some good aspects to health."

Indeed, curcumin, a dye found in turmerics, has a strong antioxidant effect, and research is under way to suppose that it also has a suppressive effect on cancer. but it is important to note the complains that are often heard in alleys that this ingredient works against the disease. Farma has no intention of bragging that curry is good for health.

I should not have eaten too much, and my personal health had to be taken into account. Some aspects are that taking too many spices places a heavy burden on the stomach and intestines.

"What are you talking about?"

Ellen laughs bitterly at Pharma's choice of adult jade bug-colored words.

"Yeah, but your body's warm and it's appetite-enhancing."

"How long do you have to make this? Can you eat for a few days?

"Eat while you can."

Although it is commonly thought that curries made and aged overnight are delicious, even if heated overnight, fungi called Welsh bacteria may grow and cause food poisoning.

You can eat it the next day if you store it in the fridge, but it would be better not to eat it in this world.

At the end of the meal, you can bicker with pharmacy staff and regulars or play racquet sports like the source of tennis called jeu de paume. It was a totally recreational party and both Pharma and the invitees enjoyed it a lot.

"Farma, why don't you dance a song? I'm dying to dance because I like to dance."

I could hear the light band playing. Ellen invites Pharma. The aristocratic dancing baroque dance was about to begin. As a nobleman's bummer, he is educated all the way through like dancing in a salon.

"Fine. Ellen, you loved dancing."

(I can dance? I hope I'm not ashamed)

With anxiety Pharma joins Ellen, his body remembers the steps and movements, if there was any memory of Pharma boy's flesh. Dressing up and dancing baroque dances, Ellen unconsciously tangled or dazzled her gaze, she looked graceful, more beautiful and sophisticated than usual and, above all, more attractive.

(Ellen tried this too, she's grown up, she's getting prettier and prettier lately)

I think Pharma, who used to think of her like a girl, may also be starting to try Ellen as one woman. The dance was over, not knowing exactly who my feelings for Ellen sprouted in Pharma were.

Lotte, a servant but thus unable to dance the baroque dance, applauded the two of them returning with envy. Send a heartfelt compliment.

"Wow, you were good -! Both of you are a great nobleman when you watch it like this - it was beautiful -!

"Well, you're a nobleman. They've been doing this for a long time."

Ellen laughs at Lotte's natural comments.

"That, what about Blanche?

But back then, Blanche was sitting on the bench and leaning forward.

"What's up, Miss Blanche?"

"I want to be pompous."

I finished the bathroom, and she came back on the bench,

"Aww, knee pillows!

and knee pillows on Pharma. Blanche was a big letter on Pharma's lap.

"Are you okay? Your daughter has a hard stomach."

Lotte takes care of herself by bringing drinks and hanging cloths for what they deserve. Even after she was promoted as a court painter, she served the people of the Mansion with a sense of consciousness as a servant of the Medicis family.

"I wonder if Currie didn't fit. I did something wrong."

Pharma reflects that Blanche was originally in an easy-to-lower physique, making it a curry with little spice, but still may have been highly irritating to the child.

"Blanche should stop eating Currie now"

"Because it's delicious, shouldn't we eat it anymore? Currie."

Blanche unfortunately pointing his lips and turning his index finger.

"Let's not."

"Yeah, it's not Callie's fault, I've been giving it to you! No!"

Blanche resists that curry is hard to eat.

Pharma examines with the eye. No serious illness was lurking.

Nor is it an ulcerative colitis, Crohn's disease or other disease or infection. Nor is it lactose intolerance.

While doing so, he fell asleep trying to blanch on his lap, so Pharma, who had lent him a knee, could no longer move off the spot. Around the bench, Lotte and Ellen are still coming to see how worried they are.

"Pathetically, you should rest for a little while."

"Right. I'm gonna hang out here, too."

Pharma also shrugs Blanche's hair and strokes her cheeks. Blanche is a crystal clear girl in the sun. For Pharma, she is an important sister with blood connections. I want it to get better soon.

"Perhaps the intestinal flora is out of balance"

"What is intestinal flora? You mean flower gardens (FLEURS)?

Flora means flower garden in English. There is no English in this world, but Ellen has a good guess.

"There's something like a flower garden of bacteria in my bowels."

Just in the middle state of the river where the party was taking place, there were flower gardens spread far away. White and yellow flowers make small flocks there for a beautiful sight.

"Look, looking at the flower garden, that view would be constantly changing, wouldn't it? More white flowers, more yellow, more weed dominance."

Pharma points to a flock of white flowers and a flock of yellow flowers.

"Well, it hasn't been the same in a long time."

Ellen is convinced. In an intact state without care, plants would begin to compete for survival.

"Just like that, there are a lot of bacteria in the intestines, and they're increasing and decreasing now and then. Good and bad bacteria are constantly expanding and decreasing habitats, like this flower garden. The bacterial state of intestinal flora is completely different from person to person, and it's not always constant. I don't think Blanche's in good shape right now."

"I mean, there can't be that many bacteria in your bowels. It's just a little bit, right?

Aren't you exaggerating? and Ellen laughs.

"It's gonna be a dirty story, but do you think stools are a cuss of food?

Speaking of which, Farma asks Ellen. I also feel like we shouldn't talk about it on the subject, but I think Farma wants you to forgive me because we're all done eating.

"Absolutely."

Ellen assured me that Lotte also said, "You only come out with food! Because you're only eating food!" I don't doubt it.

"That's the difference."

Pharma shakes her head and breaks her fingers one by one.

"When the stool components, excluding moisture, are arranged in order of magnitude, the cells of the mucosa of the first intestine, the second intestinal bacteria, and third place, become the cuss order of the food"

"Ratio of food, so little!?

Ellen seemed shocked.

"The food ratio is four to five percent."

"Less!

The total amount of intestinal bacteria will also be between 1 and 1.5 kg per adult. Pharma teaches Ellen and Lotte what intestinal bacteria are like. Lotte stared at nature and around her navel.

"So important. - I've reviewed it, intestinal bacteria. We need to get more good bacteria. He was sweet about the intestinal environment."

Ellen also rubbed her stomach as if to thank the intestinal bacteria.

"We need to fertilize clean flowers and reduce weeds. In the intestines, too."

"Agreed!

Lotte raised her hand cheerfully saying yes. Looks like Ellen and Lotte are going to take a ride and work on improving the intestinal environment as soon as possible today. Although Ellen was also gaining momentum,

"So, how do you increase good bacteria?

Good bacteria consist of lactic acid bacteria and lactic acid bacteria. In Blanche's intestines, we have to make an effort to increase these.

"Assuming the flower garden in front of you was more land, the first flowers planted would often increase, wouldn't they?

"Well, since there's no one in the way, we might be covered with that plant."

From the day of birth, a person's baby takes in good bacteria from the mother's regular fungus. And slowly other fungi are taken in, and the fungi begin to grow in the intestines, so that the intestinal flora can rise.

"But now it's hard to grow up in this giddy state"

"Hmm, I'm going to lose to other plants. What am I supposed to do?

The complex factors intertwine and the human body is complicated, Ellen puts her head on.

"So it's not like you should just eat ingredients that contain lactic acid bacteria."

What lactic acid bacteria are found in, for example, fermented foods such as yogurt and cheese. If you eat these as they are, you will be dead by the time they reach your bowels with stomach acid or something. Even the special lactic acid bacteria, which may reach the intestines alive, hardly settle, although they may reach the intestines. When I stop eating that, I get stool (dead fungus) and go outside.

With intestinal flora already in place, even if good egg is consumed from the mouth, it is difficult to secure space for new entrances. Lactobacillus itself, however, helps to boost immunity and drive away bad bacteria, even if they do not grow alive. So eating lactic acid bacteria makes a lot of sense.

"Then should I do fertilizers that only increase what I want? But do you have fertilizers like that?

Ellen flickered.

"Correct, that's a good idea"

What Ellen is saying is a new idea called prebiotics. As well as taking in the good bacteria from the outside, you should take something that will help the good bacteria grow, which was originally in the intestinal flora.

Prebiotics foods have oligosaccharides and dietary fibers.

"I'll think of a menu that Blanche might like."

So Farma invented Lassie. If you mix yogurt, milk, and lemon with honey, it's easy to make. Honey contains oligosaccharides, and yogurt contains lactic acid bacteria.

If you go back to the mansion and serve it to Blanche after dinner with grapes containing oligosaccharides,

"No, I don't like milk."

Blanche nagged with a kappa mouth and refused.

"Why aren't you good at it?

"I don't like the taste, I don't like it"

I hear it smells raw. I don't know how bad it is, my body was glaring at me.

"I thought you'd say that, and I'm sweetening you with honey. Honey, you love it, don't you?

Pharma invites Blanche.

"Ai no..."

Blanche put his mouth on Lassie, like he said he would.

"Sweet and delicious! Looks like it's not milk!

It was, like, a special beverage like a treat.

Her milk hatred seemed instantly overcome. You're a choroy, and you can give up Pharma.

Lassie was then sifted by the Lottes at the pharmacy as well.

"It's good for Callie's offering! Does it soothe the spiciness?"

"Oh, I forgot that combination! It's a combination coming out of a curry shop."

So when I ate the curry, Lassie was also set to go up to the table with me.

Blanche said that at some point the diarrhea subsided and that the next time Lassie ate enough curry in one hand, she never lowered it.

And Currie became a classic menu for the de Medicis family.

My mother, Beatrice, and my father, Bruno, wanted to like this menu and said they rarely changed it, even though they usually don't.