The Coffee Shop in a Different World Station

"Your job, Nyarch Cleaning Squad, is complete!

The reception hotel (Royal House), which welcomed the day of the luncheon, and the small kitchen equipped for its annex, had a bright and vibrant Nyarch voice.

Takumi unexpectedly laughs bitterly at how her partner is doing the same as usual.

"Oh, thank you. But could you do me another favor today, like, like, a big favor? Look, there's some staff here today..."

"Uh-huh? Really? Bye, Takuju! I'm done cleaning your room!

"Ugh, um...?

Troubled by Nyarch's attitude as if it had not changed subtly, Takumi makes his brow a letter of ha.

Then the chef Augusto, who was finely chopping Sebolia (onion) next to Takumi, called out.

"Well, I think it's more reliable than nervous and giddy. Hey, is this what he's good for?

"Yeah, thank you. But I apologize for letting the chef do this kind of downwork"

"What, you're the head chef now, so don't hesitate. Besides, I was looking forward to seeing you today because you and I can learn how to cook straight away. Gangan, use it. Hey, right?!

"" "No!

Following Augusto's words, the three staff members raise a pleasant voice.

Takumi once again uttered a word of gratitude for the expression on the faces of the staff, who seemed to enjoy themselves while moving their hands.

"Thank you so much. So, is it time to pitch up? Appetizers should go into the finish. And, Nyarch, it's time to take it to your room."

"Aye, aye!

Nyarch took what Takumi instructed him to his room, leaving a healthy reply.

Takumi then continues to line up in the middle of the kitchen and skips the instructions.

Carlos and Sophia, the curators, who were asking about it from the side of the kitchen, grinned satisfactorily at its appearance.

"Apparently, for this minute, it's going to go without delay."

"Sounds like it. Well, I thought you didn't have to worry about Takumi."

"Nevertheless, do not be afraid of the idea of Lord Takumi. Today's menu, of course, but I didn't expect you to use the array in that way..."

"Yeah, I'm really surprised at you. The customers of today will be surprised."

"Sure. Well, we've got the stage set up so far, and then it's up to Sophia."

"Of course, I will treat this hall with shameless hospitality."

Sophia snorts slowly, grinning quietly.

And when I sent my gaze only to Takumi again, I turned my heels back and headed for the long hallway.

―――――

"Thank you for inviting me today. Looking forward to seeing you today."

"Welcome and welcome. Enjoy your lunch today."

In the middle hall, which became the venue for the luncheon, Sofia, the host (hostess), and Tolu, the guest of honor, took their seats and exchanged greetings with each other.

In the middle of a long table covered with a bright white cloth, a copper flower vessel with colorful flowers is placed to beautifully colour the table.

Placed on both sides in such a way as to pinch a flower vessel is a can of brisket with a small silver plate.

By the way, the candle flame was slowly rocking in the cylinder with a hole and watermark carving.

Tolu, who had been staring at that can barrel for a while, slowly opens his mouth.

"I see. Is that the“ cha ”incense? No, this is a pretty hateful treat."

"It's more than anything you like. This one hinted at my hospitality in Kamegi the other day. We choose green“ cha "for a refreshing scent."

"I see. Then there's going to be a lot of tricks on the meal after this. Yeah, I'm really excited."

"In the kitchen, the cook puts more on his arm. Please indulge."

That's what Sophia says, sending a gaze signal to Carlos, who was waiting by the door.

Though the look on Tolu's face as a dragon is hard to understand, he is apparently delighted with this performance.

Although it is a small luncheon where only a few of us attend each other, that is why we cannot be distracted.

If something offends the guest, it could even be of national interest.

Sophia entertained Tolu in the form of a conversation for a moment until the meal was carried, still holding in her chest the meaning this luncheon had and the responsibilities imposed on her as a hostess.

The first dish was brought into the room when the conversation began to flourish about the food culture of each other's countries.

Sophia opens her mouth as Carlos and his men line up the plates in turn.

"Sometimes it's lunch today, and we made it a light course. We have three typical dishes for appetizers in this country."

"Oh, this is brilliant. They're all colorful, don't get really appetized."

To the dish in front of me, Tolu nods his tongue with Peroli.

Sophia lifts her cup with a smile on her face, which she can't wait to see.

"So, for a good encounter of the day"

"And for a good meal"

After a toast as a courtesy, the luncheon finally began.

As an appetizer, Tacumi chose three dishes: seviche from Langostino (car shrimp), sautéed creek chicken, and a small tacos roll filled with vegetables.

They're all dishes that are familiar to Craig (this) country.

Sebiche was the first to reach out to Tolu.

With chopped tomatoes, seboria (onions), peppino (bell pepper) and more, the sweetness of langostino and the refreshing limone acidity spread all over my mouth

"This is another fresh langostino. It is also prickly and doesn't smell anything. I didn't know you could eat this much freshness langostino in this place away from the sea. No, that's great."

"Thank you for the compliment. This is the one that allowed Langostino up in the sea to be carried cold with ice. By keeping it cold and sleeping, you can keep it fresh for some time."

"I see. And is it because of the 'ice mill' that you can do that"

Thoreau with a sharp gaze as he carries the seviche to his mouth.

Sophia also takes it firmly and nods cocklessly.

"Hundreds of newspapers are not as good at first sight. If you'd like to invest in me, I can show you anytime."

"I appreciate that. Let me reschedule you later."

"Yes, I did."

Sophia, who quickly mounted one promise, smiled happily.

The two, whose appetite is ignited by the refreshing acidity of Seviche, also stretch out their forks one after the other on the two remaining dishes.

The sautéed creek chicken is served by this national tradition of morelle.

The black brown cocoa sauce Augusto specializes in is heavily superimposed with sweetness, bitterness and spicy flavors.

This deep and intense flavour created a complex and superb flavour by meeting the bitterly packed flavour of the creek chicken itself.

And the octopus rolls, cut diagonally for ease of eating, are also accompanied by salsa, the traditional sauce of this country.

The acidity and flavour of the tomatoes, the acidity of the limone, and the base and spiciness of the cayenne had multiplied the deliciousness of the ground beef and vegetables rolled in tortillas.

Participants in the row also verbally share their thoughts that Sebiche is delicious, no, Maule's richness is wonderful.

In the meantime, Tolu opened his mouth with a truly satisfying nod.

"They're all fantastic. Besides, this appetizer combination really makes sense."

"Oh, and you said?

"Um, in my country, there's a teaching that meals need“ five colors. ”The five flavors are sweet, spicy, sour, bitter and salty. And the five colors are red, green, yellow, white, and black. It is said that by eating these in a balanced manner, harmony in the body is maintained and healthy living is possible. From that point of view, this assortment of appetizers may be said to be perfect"

"If you ask me that, you sure are. The colors are tomato red, peppino green, tortilla yellow made of myces, langostino and seboria white, and morelet black, and the flavors are all with the sweetness of langostino, the spiciness salsa, the acidity of limone, the bitterness of morelet, and the saltiness of creek chicken."

"Dear Left, I don't even know if the cook intended this, but this dish conveys a desire to welcome us. No, it's really great."

"I'll be glad to tell the cook that."

Sophia was heartily surprised as she thanked Thoreau for his words, which she praised at will.

Because Tolu's point was nothing more than the words Takumi uttered on the table at the meeting to decide on the menu for the luncheon.

That's also why I dared to use sautéed creek chicken as an appetizer even if it was supposed to be a main dish.

Because the shade and taste of Maureen was the perfect thing to make up for the often missing parts of 'black' and 'bitter'.

(But is this really a coincidence? Or...? No, not if you're thinking about it right now)

Sophia shakes off the questions that have sprung up in her mind.

In any case, the intention to "use the traditional dishes of this country as a basis, but also add the idea of" five colours ”and engage guests who would be tired on a long journey" was well conveyed and accepted with the greatest compliment.

While thanking Takumi for producing such a wonderful appetizer that the venue flourished, Sofia regained consciousness of her role once again.

―――――

"Ugh! This looks amazing!

In the kitchen, where the cooking work was staggered, the staff were tasting the soup.

Prepared as a second item for today's luncheon is a soup full of ingredients that has been spiced.

Based on the fine stock taken from the shell of Langostino, it is finished with chopped cebolia, tomatoes, patterns (potatoes) and finally flavored with a spice mix (curry powder) brought from the 'swordfish'.

And it was added as the main ingredient, which was pinched with a skin made of arrow flour that was combined with beef ground beef and tase (cheese) and cut into pieces so that the mouth was closed pitterly.

Augusto, who was tasting with the staff, roared when he mouthed the ingredients, which inhaled plenty of flavor.

"This is interesting again. It's a saggy palate and looks like you could eat as much as you want. Is this the“ bao ”of the Houlay Country?

"" We have something in common in terms of wrapped in the skin of arrose flour, but I was wondering if the contents of the ingredients and the taste of the soup are probably different. This will be an array of dishes where I once lived. "

When I heard about “Bao” from Banjo, the first thing Takumi thought of was "water dumplings".

If it is “this world” without flour, it is not surprising that there are water dumplings wrapped in skins made of arrow flour.

On the other hand, however, I was curious about a number of products from the Houlay country that I saw at the trade fair venue.

From Takumi, every one of them reminded me of the “Asian countries” of the world I once lived in, but it also made me feel different somewhere.

Given that, nowhere is there any certainty that it is a "bao-water dumpling".

Instead, if I decided to be, it could have been perceived as "a dish I just tried to make look like”.

So Takumi came to the conclusion that “ravioli” tailored minestrone-style soup.

While taking in elements reminiscent of “bao," I thought of using plenty of ingredients reminiscent of this country, such as tomatoes, theses and spices, to show the fusion of the two countries.

"It's really delicious! It's the first time I've eaten it and I miss it."

"Me, I will remember this flavor well and practice so that I can make it myself!

"Thank you. I hope the customers are happy to do the same."

While thanking the staff for the praise that goes up, Takumi does not break his humble posture.

It was Carlos who came back from the middle hall that returned the words to it.

"Don't worry. You will all be very pleased. I've never been so excited about this novel and delicious Bao."

"Really, I'm relieved to hear that"

Takumi finally gives a look of relief to the way the room was told.

Then this time, Nyarch, who was on the watch of the oven stove, raised his voice.

"Sounds like it's time for a good one, Ojo!

"Oh, thank you. Well, that's the last finish, then. Mr. Augusto, ladies and gentlemen, thank you for another effort."

"" "" No!!

The staff answers to Takumi's voice forcefully.

The kitchen was once again engulfed by the air of Rin.