To make a pinch of booze, remove the flour from the item box and have it mixed with water with the intense power of the tin.
It is thanks to the horrible power of A-rank adventurers that in an instant it becomes as big a chunk as a ball.
"I've cooked a new dish"
It's not finished yet.
Stab a nail in an over-conscious tin and make a filling to fill inside.
Mix the chives, cabbage, oak meat, ginger and garlic and season with soy sauce and pepper.
If the mixture is wrapped in a skin made by the tin, it will take the form of dumplings.
"You'll be in an unusual shape.
It's hard to wrap. "
"If you don't add less filling, you won't wrap it well.
Mr. Estelle is a bad example. "
Unexpectedly, Mr. Estelle said, "Huh?" I was surprised.
I just put some dusted fillings on the dumpling skin.
"If there's a lot of filling, it's not a good one.
The golden ratio collapses.
You should see a good example, this is the golden ratio "
I just want to say the word golden ratio, Tin, I'm just visiting.
I don't like detailed work, so I don't even try.
But Mr. Estelle isn't.
For some reason I started trying to make dumplings with mysterious confidence that "I think I could do it".
Thanks to that, I think it was a fine play because Fiona, who burned her adversarial mind, started helping.
Mr. Estelle's confidence has collapsed, though, without wrapping it up well at all and drilling a hole in his skin.
You can keep making dumplings with Mr. Fiona like this and like a newlywed.
But if I'm jealous of tin in jail, I won't be able to follow it, so I bake dumplings in a frying pan and turn my consciousness to food.
As we steamed a small amount of water into a frying pan, Dwarf's leader peeked into our faces to make sure we spent time in jail.
"Today... isn't that curry?
You look sorry it was a different sight than I expected.
"I get tired of all the curry every day.
Normal people, though. "
Instead, people in this world don't know the word that they get bored.
Even if I serve curry and steak in the morning, I have a strong impression that I will be happy to eat it.
I haven't served Mr. Leanbell a curry yet, but I'm afraid it's going to feel like tea.
I'm sure he would eat it with an egg sandwich, saying, "If I curry over rice, how can it be a drink?"
Once you eat it, you must have more breakfast......
When the chills ran on the angel's appetite, place the dumplings on a plate.
Some parts were slightly overburnt, but I finished with dumplings with a nice baking color.
Mixing vinegar and soy sauce on a small plate completes the standby of all three of us eating dumplings with chopsticks.
When gently offered, the three chopsticks push against the dumplings and are transported to each mouth.
Chewing it up with a mogmog would have overflowed the gravy from the baked dumplings.
They each closed their eyes so that they could enter their own world.
"Murray......"
Yeah, this is the one with the pattern where tin vocabulary disappears.
Tins at this time have no idea what they're trying to say, so it's auspicious to leave them alone.
"I see, did you come here like this?
I can't believe it traps the flavor in a mottled skin and opens it up at the same time as it bites.
You have a different impact than fried food. "
I appreciate it because Fiona makes a decent comment.
I find it somewhat uncomfortable where the comparison object is fried, but it makes me think I ate dumplings.
Even if you eat new dishes, it's great to be able to calmly analyze them.
"How could I not be... born in the kingdom of Fennel!
Let's just eat dumplings and leave the fourth princess of the Empire, who denies her homeland altogether.
Put the second dumpling in your mouth as soon as possible, grab the lattice in the cell with both hands and say, "Wow!" I ignore it when I see you screaming.
Because all I can say is that a rampant horse looks good in a space called a barn.
With such a sight, it would also be natural for the eyes of the Dwarf leader to dot.
Show off your ladylike, aristocratic adult woman, Princess Fiona.
When you eat dumplings, "Murray......" is bound to be a tin of nothingness.
For some reason, I said, "I'm sorry I was born into an empire. - Hey!," said Estelle, who begins to apologize aloud.
I think it's not enough if I don't make it in a hurry, and I start baking dumplings.
"I knew the kingdom of Fennel was horrible"
Don't be afraid of the Fennel Kingdom because Estelle is emotionally unstable.
That's all the princesses are adorable, so it's definitely a good country.
"It's not poisoned, and we're just eating normally.
There's plenty of them, so I'll split them up a little bit, right?
It's famous for its dishes that go well with alcohol. "
"Hey, what?! Well, if that's what you want me to say, I'll take it."
I gave him a plate with only three dumplings on my hands that came out sassy.
They just gave me a few more rides, but I'll ignore them there and give them some vinegar soy sauce too.
"Yes, I had an errand to attend to today.
Now you'll excuse me. "
I'm going to eat dumplings with alcohol, it would be like saying.
I took care of the plate and left quickly.
It's not even noon yet, but you're going to be drinking in the morning.
"May I give it to you?
When I looked back because I was hung up on Mr. Fiona, only one person was eating dumplings elegantly.
"If you're not friendly with the kingdom of Fennel, you must be new to that kind of food.
I'll want it again soon, and I think I'll be back.
Because then I'm going to be able to negotiate with a lot of people. "
I don't know what kind of reactions Dwarf leaders will take, but it won't be a bad thing.
I think if we run wild like Mr. Estelle, negotiations will begin soon.
Conversely, if we get into a tin-like mode of nothingness, I wonder if the negotiations will be tomorrow.
"By experiencing a high food culture, you make me think this world needs a country.
Dumplings have a bigger impact than they look, so they may be more effective "
"I was craving curry yesterday, and I think I'm going to fall with dumplings.
Provide a little more, and you'll get as much information about the Empire as you can get. "
"Then you can't be eating relaxed.
If you don't make more dumplings, you may lose my share of eating "
Are you worried about that?
More like, "I'll make dumplings to protect my country."
I'm not sure at all when people tell me I'm going to protect my country with dumplings.
When Mr. Fiona started making dumplings again, he heard a dwarf in the distance saying, "It's a feast -!!".
Mr. Fiona's dumpling is also in a hurry as the Dwarves rush to declare a sudden feast.
Plus, for some reason it goes up to the speed of eating tin dumplings, reducing the time of nothingness.
As a result, the speed of baking my dumplings naturally increased and I started to get busy in the barn.
"I'm sorry I'm a former Imperial soldier!!"
Only one imperial native seemed busy in a different way though.