Tensei Shite Inaka de Slowlife wo Okuritai

At the request of her cute little brother, Silvio set off on the mountain.

I told you that I would like to have more wild vegetables and mushrooms than usual, so I'm not going to be out of it.

This alone makes the dinner menu gorgeous.

If a meal has a color such as green or orange, it is beautiful and gorgeous.

While waiting for lunch like this, Bartolo stopped his fire and walked toward the bowl.

It is also an advantage of the magic stove that you can quickly erase it.

"Oh, isn't the primary fermentation of bread soon over?"

Apparently the primary fermentation of bread is over.

After stopping the hand that was cutting the vegetables, he approached, and Bartolo threw away the muona leaves he was trying to prevent.

Then, he showed me a bowl with hot water for temperature control.

There is a bread seed that is about twice as large as the loaf you first saw.

"Wow, it swelled about twice."

I was screaming and Bartolo put flour on his finger and lightly fingered the dough.

It's a finger test.

Then, when I pulled my finger, the hole remained open for a while without being blocked.

If the hole immediately closes here, the fermentation is insufficient.

"I'm fermenting properly."

"... I wish Erinora unnie's chest had expanded so much."

"Don't sometimes ridicule yourself. You'll be killed !?"

Hearing my leaked words, Bartolo makes a panic.

"Erinora unnie was talking with her mother a little while ago, so she isn't near or supposed to be listening."

When I headed for Silvio, I heard a happy voice.

I heard something about the tongs and the royal capital, but are they talking about the royal capital?

In any case, I was talking in a good mood, so I couldn't say "I'm picking wild plants with Silvio."

I'm a brother who can read the air.

"Is that so? I'm strangely bullish on the habit that I usually do poorly."

"No, I can't usually say it, so I'll tell you here."

If you say something like this, you will be killed.

"I don't know if you're big or small."

"But it's true? Erna's mother is so rich ... but Elinora unnie is poor."

My sister Elinora is 13 years old this year. If a woman should have a flower, it's good when flowers can open. Sheila is exceptional, and even Emma's sister has a slightly open bud.

Speaking of Elinora unnie, there is still no sign of primary fermentation.

Where did you put Elna's mother's gene, which seems to have gone through primary fermentation, secondary fermentation, and tertiary fermentation?

Did you throw it away to gain sword talent?

I also know that every time I get out of the bath, I touch my chest like a cutting board at a dressing room.

I know that I drink milk every morning after listening to the joke “I think it will grow if I drink milk”.

Every time I see it, my heart is sad ...

"Hey, shaved. I'm laughing at my voice. I'm worried about myself.

"I still don't do the primary fermentation."

"Oh! I'm good now!"

"Uhahahahaha!"

When we were laughing so happily like that, we suddenly felt a sign from behind.

"Hey, I came because my mother said," There must be sweets because it smells sweet and fragrant! "

Elinora unnie suddenly appeared in the kitchen.

Apparently she came according to the exact instructions of her mother.

I really want to poke Monster's nose as a monster. This is my bread ear stick.

What a mean mother is trying to grab the sweets made by his son.

Rather than that, I was told you were talking about fermentation earlier.

When we look at us as we call, Elinora unnie will have a depressed face.

"... What happened? Both of you have blue faces?"

"No, nothing! Nothing. Look, there are bread ear sticks here, so bring me!"

"Bread ear sticks? Is it delicious?"

I handed the plate as if I pressed it, and Elinora unnie picked a stick and bite it.

Then I heard a crisp sound, and Elinora unnie laughed.

"This is interesting, delicious, and good! I can eat it anytime!"

"Isn't it?"

I'm still poor, but he liked it.

Erinora unnie licked her fingertips, clenched like a squirrel and a squirrel.

Then loosen your cheeks and put another in your mouth.

What you can't stop without notice is the horror of potatoes and bread ear sticks.

Yes, let's make potatoes after forgetting.

"I don't have to take it to Elna's mother?"

I want you to go out quickly because it is bad for your heart.

Speaking with such a message in my heart, as Elinora unnie remembered, she opened her eyes and squeezed like pushing a stick.

It's kind of like a small animal and it's cute.

"That's right. It's ... I'll get this!"

We waved with a smile on Elinora unnie and exhaled greatly after confirming that he had left. Of course, it was relief.

"... I thought that my heart would stop"

"I'm the most surprised. I saw myself breaking my head with a wooden sword from behind."

If Elinora unnie was arriving a few seconds later, he would have been as visioned.

I guess you couldn't see it because you could imagine it so clearly.

"When I say that kind of thing, let's look around a little more and say that."

"I can't stop saying it."

We started each continuation of the cooking with the face turned blue.

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Then, we will continue to cook well with lunch.

Since Silvio returned from the mountain, we are busy preparing for dinner.

The bread ear sticks that I gave you just a little bit earlier were very popular with women, and the order to increase their production was given immediately.

It is a mother whose decision is still fast.

The remaining bread in the morning was all baked with oil to make bread ear sticks.

Since it is obvious that it will be taken if left as it is, I put my part in a box and stored it secretly with space magic so that it will not be taken this time.

I don't want to lose my bread ear stick.

Bread has also finished bench time and secondary fermentation.

I'm about to make fried bread.

"So, are you going to fry it now?"

Looking at the streamline peculiar to Coppépan, Bartolo came out.

"that's right"

The oil in the pot is already warm.

I put the chopsticks into the pot to measure the temperature.

"Yeah, it's likely more than one hundred and seventy degrees because of the bubbles."

"... I still use two sticks dexterously."

Bartolo peeks in from the side of me and says he's sorry.

"It's pretty easy to use once you get used to it"

"Is it good? Practice it in your spare time. It seems convenient. So just put it in and know the temperature?"

"That's right. If fine bubbles come out quietly, it will be 150 degrees. If fine bubbles come out of the whole chopsticks, it will be 170 degrees.

"I see."

Put two breads aside from Bartolo, who touches his chin to impress.

The elliptical bread is soaked in high-temperature oil and gently crackles.

Wait for one side to become brown, and turn it over when it becomes brown.

One side at a time, as if baked slowly. Don't turn it over easily.

Repeat it for a while.

Fried bread is completed in no time.

The fluffy baked bread has a fragrant smell scattered throughout the kitchen.

I like the baked smell of wheat because it makes me feel somewhere relaxed.

Then I sprinkle sugar on the coppépan on the plate while hot.

"Oh oh oh oh!"

"What is Bartolo?"

When I was pouring sugar from the jar, Bartolo screamed and caught me.

"Isn't it too much sugar?"

"This is what it looks like."

I don't care, and I'll call it. There is a strange voice on the side, but I don't mind.

And

"Complete!"

"Hey, you've lost so much sugar."

"... so I'm fat"

"It's nice to be able to make it easily, but I don't like sugar consumption."

Bartoro checks the pot with sugar and sugar.

If you look at the plate, you will see a fried bread with snow makeup as if snow had piled up.

If you bite, the outside will be crispy with dough and falling sugar, and the scent of fresh bread will spread in your mouth.

And the sugar melted with heat and fat is soaked in it, and it must be overrun with overwhelming sweetness.

The saliva came out just by imagining it.

"... I'll do it quickly!"

"Yeah, so everyone. I want you to go there."

At the door of the kitchen, five maids, Mina, Sala, Mel, Elna and Elinora, were looking in here.

Apparently, they all smelled the smell together.

It actually came from the frying area.

When sprinkling sugar, I was yelling with Bartolo.

The reason why we didn't say, "Would you like to eat now?"

Because hyena is likely to rush in such a case.

"How about tea?"

""it's finished!""

The maids follow the voice of her mother like a soldier.

"So, can you call me Nord and Silvio?"

"" I'm already seated! ""

"Then, let's go to the dining room. It's time for a guy."

""Yes!""

Mr. Elna and Elinora unnie gently swing their hair and turn their backs.

Of course, don't forget to point your gaze at this point.

And the maids that follow.

What is this farce?

I and Bartolo thought that, but didn't say it, followed by fried bread.

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Fried bread was popular mainly with women.

It seemed to be a little heavier for brother Silvio and father Nord, and they ate half and ate deliciously.

It goes without saying that the women ate the excess fried bread after half-rubbing.

Despite the lack of fancyness, the fried bread was highly evaluated and the magic stove was immediately active.

Originally, it was planned to make additional satar andagi, but today's sweets are over because I already ate two pieces of bread ear sticks and fried bread.

Of course, he doesn't mean he's full and can't eat, but he wants to enjoy it next time.

Satar Andagi wants to make it absolutely next time.

I'm afraid I don't know when this time is. For a while, I thought honey and jam would be used for bread ear sticks.

Now, this is a fried dish to cook for dinner.

I often come to mind with fried tempura, skewers, fried potatoes.

If you overdo it, it ’s hard and you ca n’t eat it.

First, to make the tempura, make what will be the tempura.

Of course, there is no convenient thing like tempura in this world. Or rather, nobody knows tempura, so it's reasonable.

Despite this, it is easy to make a substitute for tempura flour.

Just mix the egg and cold water and add flour to it.

It seems better to leave something like lumps as clothes.

"Do you fry it with this?"

Bartolo asks while wearing clothes on the mushrooms.

"That's right. Watch out for the great sound and the oil splashing."

In preparation for this, I have changed from short-sleeved clothes to long-sleeved clothes. As I told Bartolo, I didn't change clothes.

It seems that there is nothing wrong with hot oil.

Let others decide whether you are proud or brave.

Bartolo puts mushrooms in the oil.

The mushrooms in the boiled oil made a loud noise.

"Wow! It sounds pretty loud."

The sound seems to be louder than expected, and Bartolo rushes down one step.

"That ... wasn't it burned in oil?"

"... What did you say?

"Everything. See the next vegetable."

All right. If you continue to put it into Bartolo, the oil will spring out someday.

Can't prevent short sleeves due to lack of defense.

When I put on my clothes silently, Bartolo throws in her hips.

I was afraid of the oil that made a loud noise at first, and I was like that too.

But I dare say.

"What happened to Bartolo? You're stiff?

"Oh, that's obvious. I'm just putting it in carefully so that the oil doesn't fly to the shaven."

Pan!

"Wow! What?"

"I just cracked my clothes."

"That's right, because the timing of frying is important in this dish. I'll leave it to the shaven first.

Bartolo comes to me while saying such a thing.

I guess Bartolo was absolutely vibrant.

But this is my first time so I decided to fry it.

If you fry meat or shrimp first, the oil will become dirty or smell, so fry them in order from vegetables.

"If the big bubbles are small, uniform and quiet, it's proof that the fire has gone through."

"I see. I don't feel like that."

While teaching tips to the little bartolo, carrots, onions, mushrooms, wild vegetables, etc. are put on the plate one after another.

Here, my thinly cut potatoes are secretly fried and potatoes.

Yeah, it seems to be fried without any problems.

"Now the vegetables are almost over. The next one is bird meat."

Speaking of that, Bartolo brought the bird meat in the bowl.

The taste is perfect because it has bartolo.

Add egg and flour there and put in oil.

The sound of fried food, such as a juk-juk, echoes through the kitchen.

"I'm used to this sound. It's a good sound to listen to."

Surely the sound of oil may be interesting and good if you listen carefully. When I hear this sound, I feel like I'm doing fried food.

When the clothes are hardened, turn them over moderately and put them on a plate when they are almost fried.

Then raise the temperature of the oil and put in the fried chicken again.

Fried twice.

"Isn't it already done?"

Bartolo makes a suspicious look, trying to fry the next shrimp.

"If you raise it at high temperature in this way, the surface will be crispy. It will be fried twice. Well, depending on the part and material, it may fail."

"Is that so? Tell me more later."

When he answered Bartolo lightly and put it on the plate, he suddenly came into sight.

Erinora unnie and Mina.

Apparently they heard the sound of oil such as tempura and fried chicken.

This time, I seemed to be unable to endure, reaching out to pick and eat.

Yeah, it's good enough to pick, but it's dangerous because it's fried?

As soon as I thought so. Oil hit and hit Mina's forehead, stretching her hands.

"Oh ah ah !? Hot !? Hot !? Something pierced my forehead !?"

Hey, do n’t say this.

If you leave Mina lapping on the floor with a rumbling,

“―――――――― H !?

Erinora unnie raised her voice and hit my shoulder with Bashibashi.

"Hey, it's dangerous because I'm in the middle of oil now!"

――――――

Erinora unnie is rolling her mouth with Huffhuff.

Sori Fried fried chicken. You must be hot.

But I dare try there.

"How is it? Delicious fried?"

Speaking with a full smile, I raised my eyes greatly and hit my head silently.

I don't know what to do if I rush further.

"Yes, yes, if you know, it's water. Yes, this."

That said, I magically pour water into a nearby cup.

Elinora unnie snatched the cup and snatched it.

"I thought I was going to die!"

Drinking as if drinking beer.

"Because I take freshly fried things."

"I didn't think it was so hot. It's a bit irritating.

Erinora unnie sticks out a cup with a resolute attitude.

I magically put a small piece of ice into it, and Elinora unnie threw one in her mouth. When she cooled her mouth, Elinora unnie stared at this,

"It's convenient if it's al."

"It's magical. Stop saying it because it sounds like a thing."

"When you're done picking and eating, pick it up and go out. It's still in the middle of cooking."

Bartoro appears all at once and points with his chin.

"It hurts! I struck my head at the closet."

Beyond that, Mina fluttered and suffered further injuries. This maid is really ...

Erinora unnie looked back at her after seeing Mina,

"this is?"

“It ’s hot.

After putting the fried food I pointed to, Ms. Elinora dragged Mina and left.

"Ah ah ah! Erinora-sama! What is my part?"

"No, lick it on the ice."

"It's such a slick!"

"... Mina is still noisy."

"..."

Then we fried the river shrimp and completed the dinner.

Everyone had a rounded eye for the gorgeous fried food cooked on the magic stove.

Everyone was very satisfied with the deep-fried, fried food that could be enjoyed with a variety of ingredients.

Even so, today I was tired of cooking all day. I don't want to cook for the time being. I'll leave the rest to Bartolo.