When I returned to the castle, I broke up with the king once.
Me and the chef head to the kitchen and start preparing the dishes quickly.
The chef will be entrusted with the preparation of the pong vinegar, and the rest of the cooks will be divided into two groups.
One is a clerk who asks you to rub radishes and make a large amount of radish grate.
The other is a clerk who keeps slicing the oak meat thin.
I am a tense person who sees the whole flow and is not involved in the cooking itinerary.
Because Mr. Syrup carried me a tin and I'm busy doing cum cum cum.
Sometimes I think I'm forgiven for skipping.
By the way, the tin hasn't returned from the stun yet, and it's objectifying nearby as' The One Who Collapsed From His Knee '.
Lemon for frying from must have been pretty exciting.
"Master, is this what it looks like"
The chef, who is entrusted with the formulation of seasonings he has never eaten, has made it look like one.
The head chef's responsibility today is heavy.
Easy dish made with radish grated and thinly chopped oak meat, shabu-shabu.
If we want to eat good, we need to bring grated pong vinegar into this world.
The knights who hunted lemons should be looking forward to it too, so you can't fail.
Naturally, it's a bad idea to taste the prototype pong vinegar.
I don't know what flavor it tastes like, so it can't be formulated well.
"No, I feel the taste of the meat on my skin in order to make it more suitable for oak meat.
This would kill the taste of oak meat.
If you want to give a hint, you just need to reduce the vinegar a little bit and add something "
"... ok"
I know I suck at tips myself, but I've never made condiments.
By now, I'm actually making seasonings with my skills, there's no way I can say that.
Send ales with hints that seem to fit the atmosphere and like a mysterious sentiment and ask the chef to formulate them again.
Good luck, Chef.
My mouth is shaved early. [M]
Exactly. I'm not in the mood for a burger today.
As he was putting pressure on the chef with a hot gaze, Mr. Fine, the chief of the knights, came.
I'm a little upset, but I'm not hurt badly.
"Are you okay now?
I've been under a lot of magic attacks. "
"Physical problems are healed with restorative magic.
The recoil that broke the magic barrier so flashly, I don't think I'll be able to use my magic until tomorrow.
So... "
You don't have to tell me everything. I know.
Safe and most importantly, eat lemon on fried from.
Remove the fried and lemon from the item box and give it to Mr. Fine.
Then suddenly a man reached out and grabbed the lemon appeared.
It is a tin, a woman who wants to squeeze lemons from fried.
"Too much lemon is not good.
I'll call. "
That's a statement that I didn't think was the one who fainted until just now and was objectifying.
Mostly when you say that, you really put the right amount on it.
"It helps to put lemons on me, but what the hell kind of training would make me grow so fast?
I've done several mock wars before, but from the quality of magic to the weight of my fists, it was an attack like someone else.
I've only had one pairing with the Beast King, but I felt the same level. "
You must have heard Mr. Fine, but Tin is serious about squeezing lemons for frying from.
They are carefully squeezed to avoid too much lemon by concentrating on frying from one.
"I had many opportunities to fight my superior enemies in action.
But more than that, I've found out how strong I'll be in the future.
If I can get a clear image, I know the way to walk. "
Could the impact of the cooking effect have even been in such a place?
I guess experiencing my future self in real life will clarify what I'm missing right now.
We can work out without making a detour, so we can grow rapidly.
Well, to Mr. Fine, who collapses quickly with good food, it's a story without edge.
"What are you talking about?
There's no way I can figure out how I'm going to be strong in the future.
Trying to delude... "
Bataah.
Mr. Fine, who subtly put the fried chicken in his mouth from, falls down lightly.
You still have a weak resistance to cooking and a happy smile.
Whatever the reason, don't let the Knights fall over and over again.
Because we're about to have a war.
As the tin carried Mr. Fine to an undisturbed end, the chef arrived to replace him.
I receive the Ponzu prototype without saying anything and lick it with a little on my finger.
... Uh-huh, I feel good, and I feel like I'm missing something.
I wonder if I can say anything without tasting this.
Travel subtly and borrow the oak meat and radish grated thinly cut by the cooks.
After adding hot water to the pan and bringing it to a boil, let the oak meat dive.
In the meantime mix the radish grate with the prototype pong vinegar and eat it puckered where the color of the oak meat has changed.
"Chef, it's a pass."
To my words, the head chef dropped his shoulder to a dismay. [M]
"Thank you.
But is this going to be the menu today?
Honestly, I feel it's too easy compared to previous dishes... "
I also know how the chef feels.
After making a bowl of cutlets, shabu-shabu is too easy to worry about.
I actually use kelp sauce, but it doesn't seem to be in this world, so I just ate lightly boiled pork and the dish is over.
"It's okay, just watch the two of you.
Murray. "
Tin and syrup, who want to taste it early, make grated pong vinegar on their own and shave.
Having experience with cheese fondue also makes me uncomfortable boiling and eating my own meat.
The two of them were checking my way thoroughly, so they didn't boil more than they had to, and I let them dive into the grated pong vinegar and throw it into my mouth.
"Murph! Oak meat is not oak meat!
No, but oak meat.
No, it's too sappy and not oak meat.
That, but what I ate was oak meat. "
I wonder if my brain is chasing me to be able to eat meat sappy with recoil that has only ever eaten cottered meat.
The extra fat falls. Shabu-shabu, and the gestalt collapse of oak meat seems to have begun.
"It doesn't feel the same as before - but it tastes like you're going to get sick.
I'm going to go in as much as I can ~ "
Unlike Mr. Syrup, who starts boiling sappy extra oak meat, the gestalt collapse of the tin continues.
I'm starting to think about what oak meat is and how close it is to philosophy.
I was wondering if you were really okay, and the chef who looked worried tried it and said, "Ha-ha-ha!" It's always the case that you fall.
Mr. Fiona came to see how things were going, so the chef leaves it behind.
To Fiona, who was a subtle attendant, make and serve a sappy grated pong vinegar.
When I see Mr. Syrup and learn how to do it, I pinch one piece of oak meat with chopsticks and start shaving.
"I didn't think I'd even make use of Lemon.
I can't believe it was just a healing spot to enjoy the fragrance, but I'm going to use it for cooking "
I'm glad Mr. Fiona's point is raised, so I offer fried and lemon from.
Then the woman who wants to squeeze the lemon again takes the lemon.
"Too much lemon is not good.
I'll call. "
He said he didn't care sooner about the oak meat that the Gestalt collapse was.
More importantly, it seems unforgivable if you don't apply the right amount to the frying from.
Tins would be the only people who would be angry if they didn't put the right amount on it, although it would occur that the problem of putting lemons on their own to fry from is Japan.
Meanwhile, Mr. Fiona finishes boiling the oak meat and eats the shabu-shabu.
"Well! Even though the flavour is oak meat, it feels like you're eating different meats as a sapphire!
Maybe a few more rubbed radishes wouldn't be too bad. "
Before Fiona added the radish grate, she ate the fried meat first, and the tin burst into Fiona's mouth.
"Hmm! Would you say it tasted elegant or sophisticated?
Because it's dynamic, the fried product tastes delicate. "
A satisfying tin has returned to the gestalt collapse of oak meat, so I offer a ton of cutlets softly.
"I know you don't have to tell me, but a ton of cutlets will suit you,"
Tongkatsu, the emperor of the frying world, has shown off his flavor freaks several times.
Just over-potential dishes are quick for everyone to accept.
Put it on grated pong vinegar without getting lost and put it in your mouth for all three.
"Muho! The perfect balance of meat flavor and fat!
"I wonder why the emperor would not betray his expectations."
"It's flavored like being in opposite poles to miso cutlets, but why do you find them both delicious"
There will be no one in this world who can solve Mr. Fiona's doubts.
If you dare, it's just a matter of taste and preference.
But they're too interested in condiments to think about.
What is Ponzu?
What is miso dale?
What is seasoning?
Now the seasoning starts the Gestalt collapse.
As I was eating shabu-shabu on the magnificent theme of what condiments are, people began to gather continuously.
I've hunted lemons quickly, and I can't wait to see how the flying momentum is coming.
I want you to nourish your sharpness with the shabu-shabu of your new work because you should be tingling about the war these days.
Eventually, people started lining up in the dining room before the sun went down, and grated pong vinegar was set to rank among the most popular seasonings at once.
Because of the sappy oak meat, the king eats too much to move, something he can't help.
Sometimes it was an emergency that the war might start, and I think the Queen's horrible binta burst into flames, I would not have seen it.