Rice for Enoch’s Second Expeditionary Unit

Bake bread in the afternoon.

It's a big kamado, so I'm happy to cook it all at once. But the iron plate you chose is too big and heavy.

"Oh, Mel!

Just when Mr. Zara seemed to have taken the street, he supported the iron plate.

Even at lunch, this seems to have happened...... We need to get more muscle strength.

"Thank you, Zara"

"Nothing, but I'd rather not carry heavy stuff. Because it's dangerous."

"Right."

Like the other health guards in the unit, maybe I need to work out my body.

Aim, health guard Gachimuchi!

In the morning, if I was thinking about getting up early and running in - I would react to the ingredients Zara had on the cooking table.

"Oh, I miss this!

What Zara is holding is frozen potatoes bought at the market.

Speaking of which, he said it was made in Snow Country. Apparently, it's a familiar ingredient.

"Maybe, have you eaten?

"Yeah, sure."

Everything seems to take a lot of work and a lid to make.

First, bury the potatoes in the snow. In the morning, the potatoes seem to be frozen in the kachikochi.

After soaking and peeling in the water while in that state, I connect it with a string and put it in the river, draining the ash juice.

"The potatoes that are finished draining the ash are to be drained, covered with rugs and tread on their feet. Then, like a water cannon, come out with a purple..."

"I see."

Thus, when the moisturized potatoes are dried, it seems that the frozen potatoes are complete.

It's a pretty good preserved food that stays at room temperature for more than six months, but I didn't know how to cook it. I'll ask Zara a question.

"You know, it took me about two or three days to put it back in the water, then put it in the soup and drink it."

"Huh!?

I didn't know it would take that long.

It seems like a difficult ingredient to eat on an expedition.

If I was disappointed, Zara taught me a dish where I could eat frozen potatoes right away.

"Once you've powdered it, thoroughly worked it out with water, salt and doughed it, and then put it in the soup, you can eat it right away."

"Oh, that sounds delicious."

There is just a stone molar, so I grinded the frozen potatoes and powdered them.

It's a pretty big, heavy stone mortar, but Mr. Zara turned it around for me.

Soon it will be powdered. Stored in a bottle.

I look forward to eating frozen potato dough soup.

"Thank you, Zara"

"No."

Here, I bid farewell to Zara.

Then, while I waited for the bread to bake, it quickly came to an end time as I made all sorts of things: pickled nuts honey, lemon (preserved) salted (limon), and smoked meat.

Finished bread and dried forest apples, unfinished nut honey pickled and lemon salted, smoked meat goes to the vault.

If you put it in a fairy bag Nix, it's convenient to carry it all at once. How many times have you done or come to the kitchen and vault?

Line the vault shelves with bread and bottles of preserved food.

In the vault there is an ice demon stone that says spare. It said feel free to use it. If I give this to Nix, will it add cold storage to the bag? I'll ask.

"If you put an ice demon stone in it, it'll get cold inside."

"Oh!"

Moreover, it seems possible to separate it from room temperature. What the hell kind of structure is that?

Well, I thought I'd give Nix the demon stone.

"Kepu"

Nix's exhaled breath is tingly cold.

Now I can also carry preserved food that needs refrigeration.

Until now, only room temperature preservation would widen the range of dishes on the expedition.

It's time for the final salute, so I'm going back to the office.

After listening to the captain's thankful words, he was dissolved.

Walk the city to Mr. Zara's house on the way home.

It's not just Amelia today, it's Blanche too, so it's a highlight.

Mr. Zara is firmly collared on the blanche and pulled with a rope.

"If we don't do this, we'll wander around and make a big deal out of it..."

Bobcats are curious creatures. I'm sure if I find something of interest, I'll run to the bulk.

Amelia's a good girl.

"Queer ~"

Was it a pleasure to be praised by Mr. Zara, spreading his wings with Basaa and stretching his chest?

Because the wings fall, Amelia.

The eagle lion wings that fell to the ground have been recovered.

I arrived in front of Zara's house, so I bid her farewell.

"Uh-huh."

Ms. Zara had her hand on her chin and was taking a trick of thinking about something.

"What's wrong?

"No, I was wondering if we could move to Count Evahardt's house sooner."

I didn't expect to make plans faster. Is something wrong? Ask a question.

"No, Mel and I were wondering if we could have a chat. Cooking with me sounds fun."

"Ya, I think it's fun!

Shop at the market and go home, have an evening tea party in the garden, sew until you want to sleep or something!

That's kind of a fun decision. Just thinking about it made me excited.

"Queer, Queer ~"

"Become!"

I blush at Amelia's word.

"Mel, Amelia, what did you say?

"Oh, no, nothing, nothing"

Amelia said, "You look like a newlywed." I get embarrassed and fan my cheeks with my hands.

I can't keep an eye on Mr. Zara anymore. I decided to withdraw early.

"Oh, you're leaving now"

"Yeah, be careful"

Cross Amelia and wave to Zara.

Though today was a tough day, I could make a lot of preserved food, and it seemed plentiful.

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The next day.

Leezelotte's condition was the same. I'm not well, and I'm pale.

Plus, like I haven't eaten anything in the morning. Even though the knight's body is capital.

When I heard the story, the Phantom Beast Protection Agency moved out yesterday, and they headed to a certain place to investigate. The Marquis hasn't returned yet.

I'm sure you don't mind.

During the morning ceremony, the captain spotted it and was angry. It's pathetic, but I need you to change your mind.

In the meantime, make the wheat porridge. I tried my best to get them to eat. Thanks to Amelia and Blanche for their support, we seem to be able to finish the meal. And then we'll leave it to Lieutenant Berley.

I headed to the kitchen to make preserved food.

Try the (oil/) oiled (sardine) of blue fish today.

Tear the tummy out of the little blue fish, remove the guts, and chop off the head. After washing beautifully with water, put it in brine and leave for about an hour.

After an hour, wipe off the moisture and arrange it in a pan. From the top, add the herb garlic, rosemary (rosemary), laurel tree (bay leaf), and chili pepper (piman) until the fish and vanilla are whisked, add the olivier oil and simmer over low heat. When it's soft to the bones, it's done. Store in a bottle.

This is delicious if you put it on bread. I look forward to eating.

Subsequently, grains (grains) were solidified with honey to make a behavioral meal.

Here, it's lunch time.

Did it work that the captain pissed me off, Liezelotte had lunch for me? It's better than not eating anything, although it looks a little solid.

In the afternoon, as I was making nut butter, the captain ran out the hallway. I'm sure there was a call from the upper management.

"Squirrel Health Soldier ~"

All the time, it was Urgas who showed his face in the kitchen.

"What is it?

"That call, it must be an expedition ~"

"I guess."

We haven't finished processing the food yet. But I was thinking about the possibility of an emergency and an expedition, so I was buying a commercial smoked meat or a sugar braised fruit (Mermelada). Three days or so, you'll be fine.

"I wonder what the hell happened this time ~"

Probably, but I don't feel like Phantom Beast Protection is involved.

Urgas says he wanted to train a little more. I, too, had a short prep period for preserved food. And then, after a week or so, we could have got a lot of things together.

Thirty minutes later, the captain returns. The second unit's crew were summoned to the office.

Just now, the captain declares.

"Suddenly, we're going on an expedition"

Needless to say, Urgas had the face of "uh..."