Rice for Enoch’s Second Expeditionary Unit

The Second Expeditionary Force welcomed Mr. Zara to six.

She looks like your son Zara, but her personality feels more like a woman, and her troops will be gorgeous for a long time.

And thanks to Zara, it's great.

Be careful if the captain's beard stretches, brush Mr. Gull's hair until it glosses, and teach Urgas how to be polite with cluttered cleaning cues. Then he told Lieutenant Berley to refrain from training to push himself.

I can't believe you came to Expeditionary Force II and said something that you were concerned about but couldn't really point out. I thought it was a goddess.

Every day, the person who was full but most pleased with Mr. Zara's enlistment had a rugged look on his face. He is Lieutenant Berley. Anything, they're planning a welcome party.

Uh-huh. He seemed to be haunting my head.

"Lieutenant Berley, what's going on?

"No, if you ask Zara what she wants to eat, the request is with a delicate object"

I grumbled that I regretted asking the question.

"What the hell did they request?

"It's a meat dough stew"

"Ugh."

Anything, meat dumplings are home-cooked, so they don't really have a place to serve them in the store.

Besides, even if it's served, meat dumplings seem to have a lot of sauce tangled dishes, and none of the shops serving stews are in the Wang capital?

"Uhm. Do you want me to be patient with regular meat dumplings... but some things are called executive pride"

Lieutenant Berley was roaring, yeah. I didn't know you were working so hard for the welcome party.

While I think it might be an extra favor, I'll make a suggestion.

"If you like, shall I make it?

"Huh?"

"Because I know how to stew, make, and know meat dumplings"

"Are you sure?

"Yes. Oh, but it's a very regular stew and meat dough, and is the welcoming party subtle about my hand cooking?

Lieutenant Berley grabs my hand.

"It's not subtle. Excellent. Everyone will love it."

"If so, I'm glad"

That's why I took on Zara's welcome cook.

After much discussion, the welcoming party was to take place at the captain's house.

Anything, they live in a whole house.

"If you write the ingredients on paper or something, I'll prepare them here. If you don't have enough hands, take the servant's hand."

"Thank you"

Something makes me nervous about living in an amazing mansion.

That day was supposed to be all day, at the captain's house, preparing for the welcoming party.

Is this okay, health guard Lislis?

No, for the welcome party. It's special this time.

Something made it easy for me to take it on, but I'm worried I'll be okay.

My hand-cooked dishes are delicious only if I eat them on an expedition with nothing.

But, well, I just have to do everything I can for Mr. Zara.

The captain said that the cost of ingredients and the like would be borne by the captain, so I thought about items that might seem delicious due to the power of the ingredients' flavors.

By the way, that day is treated like a holiday. Abuse of authority would be a good place to do that during working hours. He also took the next day off, so there's no problem.

Welcome party day. I headed to the captain's house in the morning.

Though I thought you might live in a majestic mansion, the captain's house was a two-story, adorable house of red bricks.

The whispering garden has a beautiful flowerbed and some arched roses.

It's quite surprising that you lived in a house like this.

Plus, if you knock on the door, your grandmother will come out.

"Oh well, lovely lady. You must be Mr. Lislis."

"Yes, it is. Nice to meet you. Thanks for your help."

"Yeah, yeah. Go ahead."

My grandmother's name is Maria. Anything, he was the captain's nanny.

When you became independent, you said you came with me.

"The boy asked me out, this old couple."

You think the captain lives with the old couple? I think I'm going to cry because I'm weak about my grandmother's story or something.

From now on, I wanted my nanny to be filial.

I was just invited to tea, but I didn't even come to see you, and the purpose is to cook. Besides, given the number of items, time would be critical.

If I explained it that way, Maria told me she would smile and help me.

I felt bad, but the offer was appreciated. So I decide to take Maria's hand.

Let's start with meat dough making.

The captain seems to have prepared a piece of pork for me.

"Well, Mr. Mel, you're amazing. I can't believe I made meat dumplings out of meat chunks."

"It tastes better."

"You do, don't you"

The meat grinded in the store is the same size, but the texture becomes boring.

While chopping the meat with a large knife, Maria prepared for a look down.

It's a few minutes of meat mass for adults, so it breaks my bones.

On the way, Maria's husband, Tony, helped me.

"Shh, I'm sorry, I asked for a hard job."

"I'm a gardener, so I have power, young lady"

"Thank you ~"

It is a great thank you from the heart.

Though Mr. Tony looked like a gentleman's grandfather, he's pretty powerful and chops up more and more meat.

Coarse ground beef and fine ground beef. Together, these two create a puffy texture for meat dumplings.

Put a large amount of spices in a large bowl that Maria weighed the portions for me. Then add rubbed potatoes, bread flour, liquor, salt pepper, etc., and thoroughly elaborate.

Tony, Maria and I round up the dough, mold the meat dough.

"Kind of reminds me of the old days"

Maria's house was a large family, and she was making meat group children's days out of the family.

He rounded the meat dough as he loosened his cheeks when he missed it.

But it's a great amount. Think of it as ten pieces per person, would there be about a hundred more to look at?

I'm anxious to see if I can eat it all.

When the molding was finished, I moved on to the task of frying the calamari with hot oil.

Meat dumplings fried with carrots. The surface was crispy and fried beautifully.

By the time it was all fried, there was a lunch bell.

Dangerous. It was as planned, but without the hands of Maria and Tony, it would have hung more.

Again, thank you both.

"It's okay. I love getting ready for parties."

"Yeah, I had a great time cooking too."

Good. You both said that to me.

Maria says trying to make it lunch here.

For once, I had biscuits ready to make it easy, but my God, Maria was making me a sandwich.

"I thought I wouldn't be able to use your kitchen, so I've been preparing for it in the morning. Of course, there's Mel's share."

"Wow, thank you. I'm glad."

What a sweet man. I can't believe you even lunched for me when I first met you.

The colorful sandwiches were really delicious.

After lunch, simmer about ten stews in a large pan.

It was helpful to have a large pot in the captain's house.

Anything, it seems to have come from Maria's house.

"We were a family of ten."

"You did, didn't you"

"Yeah, I had six boys, so I had a tough time supporting my meal."

The struggle, I know very well.

When I was on cooking duty, preparing dishes for the whole family was really a bone breaking task. Of course it's tough, you have to defend yourself against your brother or sister trying to stumble on you. I'm just freaked out because I remember.

But life at home was lively and fun.

If I told you I wouldn't miss you, you'd be lying.

"Mr. Mel, what's wrong?

"Yes, no!

Wipe the tears in your eyes. Not if you're immersed in sentiment.

I wrapped my arms around it and decided to finish the rest of the dish as well.

Leanne, Gone, Leanne, Gone.

The bells of the city's clock tower echo high. This is the bell that announces the end of working hours.

It will be time for everyone in the expedition to come.

Thanks to Maria and Tony, we miraculously made it.

The dining room's decathlon table is lined with buttercakes baked in Paris with round chicken, citrus-flavored salad, gratin with potatoes and steamed fish.

On the biscuits I was bringing, I put cheese and smoked meat aside to make canapés.

The captain seemed to have prepared alcohol, and a beautiful bottle would improve the colour of the table.

I was just getting ready, and the doorbell rang.

I hear Maria and Tony can't get their hands off you, and I'm leaving.

Nevertheless, it seems to be coming fast. It's only been long enough for the closing bell to ring.

There's a good distance from the cavalry to the captain's house, so you won't be able to do it unless you do your best to walk.

Maybe he came early to get the job done. With that in mind, if you open the door - there you are, the brunette beauty.

"You, who?

I want to hear it too.

He held a bouquet of flowers in his hand and wrapped a coat of black fur around his bright red dress.

"Maybe a new servant?

"Huh?"

"Great. He told me to fire such an old servant."

"No... I..."

"Are you not?

"Yes."

At that moment, they grab my wrist all the time.

"Hey, what's your relationship with Crowe?

"Heh, no, I 'm-"

Who the hell is this guy?

He said bad things about Maria and the others, and it makes me muck.

"Lady Melina!

From behind, Maria came. Apparently the name of the brunette beauty is Melina.

Maria looked at Melina, who had arrived, and had a smile like a blossom.

"Long time no see. Looking good."

"What about Maria? Are you okay with your hips?

"Yes, thanks to you"

"You said you hired a new servant, right? I can't believe you haven't hired me in yet."

"Well, come on around there"

"No more! Your body won't be fine forever!

At first glance, it felt nasty, but it seemed a mistake. Ms. Melina worried about Maria's body and did that. I was surprised because I didn't know we were friends I could crack.

"So, what about this Fore Elf kid?

"This is the boy's unit, Mr. Mel Lislis. He was a good cook and wanted to get ready for today's party."

"Well, I was."

"I'm sorry," said Melina. Anything, she seems to be the captain's fiancée. So I was wondering if you've been tough on me like that.

We're glad we solved each other's misunderstandings.

Mr. Melina gave me a beautiful rose flower as a souvenir. I'll give it to the vase and put it on the table.

If I had done that, everyone from the Second Expeditionary Force would have come.

Today's home party seemed a surprise, and Zara was surprised.

And the captain introduces his fiancée, Mr. Melina. They're getting married next spring.

I was genuinely jealous of Urgas.

Then Mr. Zara saw the stew of the meat dough and was delighted.

"Thank you, Mel. I can't believe this is eaten in Wang Du."

I hear Zara was from a snowy area in the north.

So, you think an annual treat was this meat dough stew?

However, meat dumplings are laborious and I'm convinced they won't be served in the store. Even at my parents' house, I made it once or not in a year.

Mr. Zara was sobbing, tears in her eyes.

But I can't believe you're so happy. It's worth making.

I poured the liquor into the glass, (me and Urgas, Maria in fruit juice) toast.

Let's start with the stew of the main meat dough.

The painstakingly ground meat dough spreads juicy in the mouth with a mollusc, prickly texture. It is well intertwined with the sauce of stew made from fine red wine that was always available in the captain's house and is rich in richness.

"What do you say, Mr. Zara?

"Thanks, very tasty..."

"Good."

Mr. Zara seemed satisfied, and I had a load of shoulders, too.

Everyone told me it was delicious.

The liquor goes in, and it gets more and more exciting.

The captain, in a better mood, sings out. Melina, who was drunk as well, started playing the piano in the dining room, but they both sang their favorite songs and were playing, so they fell apart.

Lieutenant Berley is laughing a lot when this is terrible. Apparently, it's laughing Uedo, and I've been trying to have fun.

Mr. Gal was eating buttercake with his shining eyes, shaking his tail blindly. I didn't know you liked sweets. Is Mr. Gull drunk, too? Something about the vibe sounds like a puppy, cute.

Urgas was crying as she listened to Maria and Tony. If you haven't been drinking, why? Apparently, he was a grandfather, a grandmother.

I know exactly how vulnerable you feel about that.

Zara hugs me from earlier and thanks me all the time.

"Mel ~, really, thanks ~. Already, love it"

Zara was getting a little drunk. Miscellaneously, say yes, yes, and respond appropriately.

"Keep up the good work ~"

We all thank Zara one after the other for her words.

The captain has stopped singing and said it with a serious face.

"Hey, look, Lislis. The Knights have a pull-out feud. Don't go, even if you're invited."

Lieutenant Berley to give his consent to the word.

"That's right. Without the Squirrels, the glamour is gone, I'm in trouble."

Then Mr. Gull came this way.

I'll give you my head. You want me to tell you to stroke it?

I also stroked him and he was shaking his tail.

You're too cute!

Next, Vulgas is coming too.

He poked one knee and was in a low position, so he shook the same hair as the color of the butter, wondering if you wanted Mr. Gale to stroke it as well.

"No," Urgas said, dyeing his cheeks bright red. Apparently, there's nothing to do.

"The dishes of the Squirrel Hygiene Soldier, they are very tasty. The treatment was accurate and the wound stopped hurting when I took a bath. Thank you for your continued support."

That's right, I'm just not drunk, and he says something decent.

Finally, Mr. Zara has a word.

"We're getting married!

"I won't."

"What!?

I also thanked Zara for her remarks, which she said were outrageous.

"Well, it's mundane, but keep it up"

That makes my chest soothing and lighter.

I'm needed here. If you think you can stay, I'm happy...

I almost cried, but I'm much more patient.

From now on, I wish I could make something delicious and please everyone.

I'm a health guard, though.

For once, I insist.

People seem to have the right materials. In my case, it was not the village where I was born and raised that applied to it, but the Knights in the King's Capital.

Even I've been branded a worthless endeavor, there are people who think I need them. Nothing makes me happier.

From now on, I thought I'd do my best.