She Professed Herself The Pupil Of The Wiseman (WN)

Three hundred and three.

Operation Overcoming Alfina's Tomato Hate. After that step had been decided, Mira had been guided by Flodina to come further behind the garden.

"Oh... this is another stunning field"

There were several fields. More or less, there are more than ten fields lined up about six tatami in size, and vegetables, fruits, and so on grow splendidly. He even developed into a field riddle while he was gardening anything, and this is what would have happened if he realized it.

Spinach, potatoes (potatoes), sweet potatoes (potatoes), carrots, onions, cabbage, lettuce, and other basic vegetables make up much of the field. There also seems to be some fruit such as bamboo and blueberries.

It should be noted that Flodina was blurry when occasional food damage occurred, even though there were no wildlife or other animals entering. Besides, the killer is blind to vegetables and only after fruit. And above all, they say the offense is truly ingenious. Whatever measures are taken, they scratch a few gaps and disappear without leaving any evidence.

When I saw it, there were certainly signs of various surgical procedures around the field for countermeasures. Quite alert.

However, Flodina's eyes, who one day caught him with an active prisoner and told Sister Alfina she was going to stick him out, also looked like he was enjoying it somewhere.

(I don't think I've ever seen a vegetable growing in a field before.)

Mira carefully selects tomatoes in the field, along with Flodina, who is willing to cook excellent tomato dishes. Ask me how to choose an edible tomato and stare carefully.

"Flodina or how about this?

Mira, who finds a particularly large, bright red tomato, calls Flodina and points to it just to see how it goes.

The tomatoes were so fruitful that they were ripe at a glance. Moreover, a clear star-shaped pattern floats in the tip portion. It is a testament to the fact that we grew less water and in harsh environments to be sweet.

"It's just that, Lord!

Flodina who confirms well and then answers and harvests. And the two of them repeated it over and over and secured as many tomatoes as they needed to cook.

The dish will require other vegetables as well, so Flodina will work on those harvests. By contrast, after finishing the big role of selecting tomatoes, Mira took a leisurely look around the fields that exceeded the hundred-meter square. It should be noted that the procedure for combating field vandalism has been lifted.

When I think about it, it's the first time I've ever been in a field, and I look back at all the things I've done, I'm impressed by the vitality of a vegetable that grows brilliantly and splendidly. And I felt again that those that I see in this state are those that look delicious in increments.

He's already begging me to eat this.

In front of Mira, which entered the field, was a large, round, fruitful, crimson-stained grain of corn. "It's time to eat, it's delicious," a red temptation, like hearing such a hallucination.

Mira turns a blind eye to another field. There was a figure of Flodina staring at aubergines with artisanal temperament eyes. The face is directed at those who are not here. Now Mira was out of her sight.

(Now......!

So intuitive, Mira reached for a brilliantly ripe chin... and pulled it back just before. And now for once, I look at Flodina and speak up.

"Flodina, I'm whispering that I want you to eat this rice noodle, but can I pick one?!?"

It's food. Mira was impressed by the story that she was the killer, and it was going to follow after she stuck around. But it's about the broad hearted Flodina. Speaking of which, I reckon you'll forgive me for about one thing.

Then the laughing voice returned, "Oh, yes, I don't care how many, if they say so." Yes, most of the time, if you tell them well without being there, you'll get permission.

So Mira, with the permission of the Lord of the field, picked one of the first ones on her eyes without feeling any hindsight.

"This is another thing that I grew up with."

Feel the creeping weight with your hands, whilst keeping your cheeks peeled. Moments, the fruit juice overflows all over my mouth, spreading as if the sweetness and aroma had exploded.

"Mmm! What a delicacy! This is the first time I've ever had one before."

Is the land called Valhalla still special? The bamboo tasted so good that I could assure you it tasted better than any bamboo in my memory.

and a certain voice echoes where Mira was so moved.

"If Mira says so much, you can't lose this."

Yes, Martel's voice. An interesting tour from around where she found the garden, she was praising Flodina for her work and at the same time beginning to burn her antagonism. As for the plant, especially the delicious fruit kind, she seemed quite reluctant to lose, contrary to the appearance of the Virgin Mary.

Mira tours the fields of Flodina and gets a little permission to pick them up. Eventually I came all the way to the end, and the field went into my eyes.

"Well, there's nothing here."

Haven't you sprouted yet? Or has nothing been planted? I was trying to stick out a little in the corner of a wide field, where there were solid ploughed tracks. But unlike other fields where the bushes and fruits grew, they were blank as if they had only been forgotten there.

"Thank you, Lord, for waiting."

I was just looking at a field with nothing, and Flodina came after a careful selection of vegetables. The basket she held holds freshly harvested bright vegetables and the lead tomato. All of them are elites aligned to overcome Alfina's hatred of tomatoes.

"Again, none of this is good."

These deliciously grown vegetables and tomatoes are transformed into excellent dishes by the hands of Flodina. When Mira went on to say that she was looking forward to it now, Flodina replied in a good mood that she would try to finish it again as one of the best dishes.

By the way, I don't think we've planted anything but the fields here.

Mira, who shifted her gaze to the field at the front in an attempt to change it, asked what field this was. Flodina, by contrast, said, "Oh, this field is -" and then continued, "Actually -" with a slightly troubled color.

According to Flodina's story, the blank field was a place we expanded a while back.

"Now that I have the rare fruit, I've been preparing to plant the seed..."

A piece of fruit called illusion that I got for a reason. Before that, Flodina said she had started quickly by making fields, thinking it was a corner opportunity to try something unusual and special, although she had only grown standard plants so far.

It's just that while I was doing that, with Cristina in the lead, Celestina and Elivina said they'd eaten that instead of snacking.

"I should have kept it somewhere else instead of the usual shelves..."

Flodina smiles bitterly at the appetite of her sisters to eat fruit without hesitation, even though she admits she is bad enough to keep it on a shelf that she always keeps the fruit.

It should be noted that rare fruit seeds were quite difficult to handle and had to be planted before they dried. This means that when I noticed the discarded seed, it was already dry.

That's how the seeds I plan to plant are gone. It's also complicated to plant something as usual in a plowed field to try something special, and now we're in the process of looking for another rare species.

"I see..."

I didn't know there was such a history in a field where nothing was planted. While I'm surprised and convinced, Mira finds out how the sisters live and finds me smiling somewhere.

And that's the time. I remembered that there was something just right.

"If that's the case, what about planting these?

It was several species that Mira took out when she said so. It is a fruit seed obtained while attacking an ancient underground city in search of Seoul Haul.

Due to mysterious ancient civilization, several installations are still in operation. What continues to be cultivated there is considered to be the primary species of various fruits. There was a whole range of things, from incredibly flavorful to delicious to eye-catching. We kept the seeds for once, even though they were delicious.

Speaking of speciality, it is a substitute that may be superior to the rare fruit seeds originally planned.

"It seems rather difficult to grow things just because they are. Isn't it somewhat more meaningful than letting the field play like this?

Fruit seeds grown in facilities where all growing environments are automated. Planting it in a remote land would be a medium challenge. If the environment changes so far, it may not even bud.

But Flodina didn't seem to care about any of those anxiety elements, and she said, "Are you sure you want to have it?!?" and let both eyes shimmer in front of that seed Mira offered.

"Yeah, I don't mind."

When Mira nodded, Flodina said, "Thank you!" and kneel respectfully and tuck the seed into the bag as if it were important.

"Oh, and goodbye"

Seeds alone would be hard to understand. Mira, who thought so, also handed Flodina some fruit that was still there.

Frodina, whom she gratefully receives, observes them with interest that she has never seen before. How the hell does this fruit produce? When she couldn't help but look forward to it, she saw a blank field with passionate eyes.

It's different from the field, the kitchen in the building. It was about six tatami in size, and I could see the dining room side over the counter. Just because it's still early in the morning, there's nobody there.

In the kitchen, Flodina was handy and had begun to prepare breakfast. In addition to the sisters this time, Mira and Bruce have their share, so all we need is a breakfast for nine. Making it alone was like being a warrior who got off to a battlefield called the kitchen.

And one who holds a knife beside her like that. Yes, it's Mira. I'm working on tomato dishes for the operation. Even so, there's nothing hard about it. It is an easy job to cut tomatoes as directed by Flodina.

"Now what?

Mira at hand who is somewhat unaware because she is not yet used to cooking. But if I simply cut it, I could do something about it, and I finished cutting all the harvested tomatoes.

"Perfect, my lord. Thank you."

Flodina received a bowl with tomatoes when the size was slightly inconsistent but no problem. And from here on out, it was her exclusive spot, and Mira stayed put, thoroughly for another purpose.

Mira watches over Flodina softly as she cooks with furious hands. Recently, I've done what I can, but when it comes to adventurers, the camp and the adventurer rice I cook on the spot are flavorful. Apart from the operation, that's why Flodina taught me how to cook.

"If you let it boil, the flavor will escape, so you need to be careful." "The size of the flavor will be adjusted according to how it is cut." "If you take too much ash juice, the flavor will also be removed."

Flodina's movements as she proceeded to cook with flowing procedures seemed very hasty. However, I will mouth the commentary and precautions at the point of need and finish them with a float. I could even see room for that figure, and was glad to be able to teach Mira, the Lord, again, which was already a hazy look.

"Hmm... I see..."

Mira takes a hard note of Flodina's teachings as they pop up one after the other.

At first, I was going to ask you to tell me while I helped. But because of Flodina's work, he decided it was more likely to get in the way, and decided to just keep it for a look and a listen. However, I see several dishes finishing at the same time.

(This doesn't seem to be something I can refer to...)

Flodina's culinary site is full of procedures and techniques to make decisions that can only be made because they have been cultivated over the years. It was no longer beyond what could be pursued with eyes. How many years or decades of culinary training do I have to do to acquire those moves? Mira laughs so hard.

Nevertheless, some of the techniques and points seemed to be available right now. One way or another, I'll put emphasis on that one and leave it on the note.

"Oh, finally!

While doing so, cooking also proceeds and the finished product is arranged on the counter one after the other. And finally, Flodina's special tomato dish has just been finished, and the ingredients for the dish requested by Mira are finally available. Fluffy with the aroma of baking, it was bread prepared by Flodina for French toast.

Egg solution mixed with milk, sugar and vanilla essences, etc. It's French toast that stains the bread before baking it.

Mira, who somehow knew how to make it, looked at the cooking procedure, saying it should go more or less that way.

She said yesterday, a substitute for uzovnil eggs appears. That was as good as the kid's head, and it even glowed slightly somehow.

(It's very divine, but is this really something you can eat...)

Wouldn't some great life be born? Mira hesitates in front of an egg that unleashes such a possibility. But Flodina didn't seem to care at all, and broke the pacari and the egg. And Uzovnil's eggs instantly became French toast egg fluids.

All you have to do is stain it in bread and bake it. I stopped worrying about the details. Mira switches her mind to French toast, which she would be able to do from now on. But from there, the process ahead leans the neck, unlike what I thought.

Oh, my God, Flodina started finely chopping baked bread. Besides, it didn't just end, did it, crushing some and even turning them into bread flour?

Mira is too different from the process she knows and is confused as to what is going on. But that's what Flodina, a culinary professional, does. Shut up and watch what happens.

The powdered bread and the small, chopped bread are put into the egg solution. Then the egg solution quickly stained the bread.

And the next appearance was a square frying pan, and Flodina began pouring and baking egg liquid mixed with bread as if to make an egg roll. Plus, it comes with a surprise of pinching cheese in between.

(Oh! Oh, my God... There's no such thing as French toast!

French toast thicker than I had ever seen was finished next. If I were to normally make it this thick, I wouldn't have stained the egg fluid near the center. Except for the way Flodina made it. There was egg fluid all over the place, with a tropical finish like pudding inside.