Shut-in Magician

The birthday festival has finally begun. It's a big festival that lasts three days from Saturday.

Earlier in the morning, Siu headed to his assigned location. I used a luggage truck, but that's because I want to hide the existence of a magic bag. It is a disguise because it cannot be used with dignity by a child.

There are simple assemblage stalls prepared by the guild on site, so assemble them as taught in the workshop. These are loaned items and I need five silver coins. If you can get me on the ground and clean up after me, I think it's a good deal. It was a great system for beginners of stalls like Siu and for women.

When Xiu assembled the stall and was nearing the end of the preparations for the offering, neighboring neighbors had also begun to prepare. Quickly, turn to say hello.

"Good morning. This is Siu serving a meal stall there. This, if you like."

Then there was the publicity, and I handed him the colorful cookies with the vegetables.

"Oh, thank you! Say hello. I'm Darrell."

"Are you here with your father? You're used to it! Oh, is this cookie? That's unusual."

"Delicious. I'll let you buy it later. My wife will be here later. Nice to meet you!"

The surroundings and greetings began one after the other, such as Everybody's fine and uptight. Anyway, it's a big festival. Most of the shops originally located in Wangdu are closed for the festival. In other words, for those who do the earning stalls, it's three days of battle. I want to get in the mood.

When he finished greeting him all the way, Siu returned to the stall.

As a precaution, Ferres keeps him away from food. He built a platform a few steps back and put it in a handmade cage. Even when I said cage, it was huge, and I had a lot of toys in it, so I didn't seem dissatisfied with Ferres. I sneaked a cage-shaped space wall on this cage, and it's connected to Siu, so I don't have to worry about it being stolen.

Darrell next to Siu's right was terribly worried when he found out Ferres was a horseman. To avoid being stolen, I told him I had a special demon prop, and he said, "Let's just say it's a cat, shall we?" and had it thoroughly surrounded. Later I whispered, "You know, can I stroke you after I'm done? I've heard," so he also, I guess, likes riding beasts.

On the first day of the birthday, it gets a little late - about starting work in the morning - to make a scene.

Originally, offering a prayer of abundance in the temple is the right beginning. Then the priests put the sacred relics on the shrine and stroll through the city. People pray against gods. These are invisible when off the boulevard. From Street Street, the noise was just heard in the distance.

The location to which Siu was assigned was somewhat close to the Merchant District, in the Central District. Near a large park, food specialist stalls are consolidated by being able to sit and eat. Of course eating and walking will be fun, but this is also the concern of the guild.

Shiu's stall menu is dominated by meat-based meat until after lunch.

At first nobody looked at me, but when I started frying cutlets and tempura, people came together.

"That smells good. What is this?

"It's fried rock pig cutlets. This one says' Templar ', I'm wearing clothes and fried. Deep-fried shrimp and vegetables from Lake Sillal."

"Templar? Yeah, it looks delicious"

"Yes. Put it on cooked rice and eat it with a sweet spicy sauce. Rice belongs to the Shi Turn Country, which is the staple food in place of wheat, bread, as we call it here. It's crumbling and you might be concerned about the texture at first. But it comes out sweet enough to chew, and it's delicious. My stomach is good."

The rice is not completely refined and mixed with eight minutes, so it is somewhat nutritious. Thanks to the trial and error of the cooking method, I was able to finish the rice with mochi shiny.

"Ho. That's unusual.... it smells delicious, let's try it"

"Thank you"

Make tempura bowls on the spot. Rice uses one of the thermal insulation features, and so on. There was only a small amount of it inside, so that I could sneak the cooking stand out of the space vault. One is made from a similar material tree to Sugi, which was raised in the mountains of Agata village.

The man who ate on the spot was at first probably eating rough rice and taking time to tilt and swallow his neck. Along the way, he noticed that eating with tempura was delicious, and at the end of the day he was scratching and eating.

"Whoa, that was delicious!

"Thank you"

"Hmm, I can still eat. Yes, that way, please. You've never seen this either. I use good ingredients like rock pigs."

"It's surplus wholesale to the market, but it's delicious."

and, subtly, serve a bite cut to taste.

"Oh, okay. Mmm, it's good! This is good. Shall I ask for five, then? I have a friend waiting for me over there."

"Yes."

Hurry and fry the rest quickly, sauce and pass.

"Be careful, it's hot"

If we had such an interaction, the other customers we were watching came by the smell.

The cutlet sauce is also handmade by Siu. Sweet and spicy rich sauce full of vegetables, hanging on freshly fried cutlets makes a noise and spreads a better smell.

"That's three over here, too. Was it rice? Put on the staple!

"I got two, and two tempura bowls."

"Hey, what's this karaoke?

"That's the meat of a fire chicken. I'm frying it with a lower flavor. If you prefer juicy, full of gravy, momomo meat is best served with fresh lemon juice."

Explain and follow from the first customer in turn. In the meantime, the people who heard Siu's explanation and came by the smell bought me one after the other.

As they line up, they also get their hands on the neighborhood stalls, which sell in synergy with both. While I was doing that, my first guest brought back a friend.

"Oh, there you are again?

"Oh, you remembered"

Of course. Because he praised me out loud, he started selling one after the other.

"No, it was really delicious. So, they said they'd take it home too."

"So shall we leave the sauce alone? Because when you turn on the sauce, after time, it gets sticky."

When I said that, my friends who were with me were also thrilled. We also had sauce containers available, so hurry up and put them in each and give them to them.

"Well, I didn't take any extra money."

"Fine. I'm a jerk. He brought a customer."

When Siu laughed, the men broke up and waved away again and again.

I was busy at noon like that anyway, and I didn't have time to rest.

It was the middle of the afternoon and I finally settled down, so as a hemming around, I gave him a sandwich with fried cutlets and vegetables pinched. They all said it was delicious and ate it, and Siu on the other hand got a hemming. He then took turns taking a bathroom break with Darrell and went into the afternoon battle.

Darrell was selling skewered grilled meat, and the collins, who were coming as a couple, served fruit syrup pickles and squeezed juice. They're both on the same menu all day.

Only Siu divides the menu by "noon" and "snack". So I guess, when Colin's wife brought her orange juice, she said it with a frightened face.

"You, how dare you add more menus like that. Are you okay?"

"Yes."

"My father didn't come after all. Damn it. What kind of father would let a kid do it all?"

Siu laughed vaguely and misled. After all, it seems odd to stall alone with kids. At some point, it's a "sloppy father and child" setting. Now, I didn't deny it because it was something to explain. In doing so, Emina came.

"Yahoo, Mr. Siu. Store, are you okay?

"Yeah. I'm finally settling down"

Emina was with her husband Dmitre, and even more from behind, Akiera peered into her face as well.

"Akiera came with you?

To Siu's inquiry, she clapped her shoulders and then laughed.

"Really? Friends, it's not convenient to go around with your parents on the first day."

"What about Mr. Garcia and Mr. Ariella?

I bake pancakes quickly as I talk. Emina's gaze nailed over there.

"We're gonna do the stalls today and tomorrow, 'cause hang on. So..."

"You're pathetic, Aki alone, leaving a message. That's why I invited you. You've forgiven me for saying that we'd be good for you."

Emina looks like her sister's skin. I gave Emina that first pancake.

When I put plenty of butter and raw cream on the pancake, both Emina and Akiera had their eyes shining. Give Dmitre a cookie with understated sweetness. Even a man who doesn't like sweet looks deliciously cheeky, "I can eat this cookie that's salty."

I didn't try to take the money. Instead, they're buying dinner from stalls everywhere.