The Man Picked Up By the Gods (Reboot)

Two weeks later.

The store was busy there preparing for festivals parallel to its normal business.

In the past two weeks, each of you has been running away from reproducing local dishes, making sure everything that goes into their preparation, meeting with Morgan Chamber of Commerce representatives in terms of security and customer service…

But I didn't lose my morale because of my busy preparation, and I was secretly horrified.

Every year there were internal recreational plans prepared by the company in the previous life to strengthen the solidarity of employees, but they were all plans that only seemed to be the result of one of the upper management. Only a few of them, including the planning staff, are thriving, and other employees are forced to participate in the company's events. They were only allowed to consume the holidays in vain.

I understand your intentions. It is also better to be united. I don't know what else to do if that's the company's custom... but I don't want the employees of this store to look like employees of that company.

But so far, you all seem to enjoy it a lot, and with every little bit of store opening taking shape, you look more motivated.

Furthermore, not only our employees but also unexpected collaborators appeared at this opening.

"Store manager -! There was a butcher, Mr. Sieg!

"Yes! I'm going now!

Stop the vacant land maintenance hand and go to the reception room.

"Thank you for waiting"

"I'm not waiting at all. So this is for today. The goods are already in the kitchen."

"... that's a little cheaper than planned"

"It's a little extra because you'll buy a lot of them."

One of our collaborators, Mr. Sieg.

Not only is he making arrangements for the meat to be used for the cooking prototype, but he is supposed to bring his shop employees to help open the store on the day of the festival. The day I bought more prototype material the other day, when I saw how much I had purchased and was asked what I was going to use it for, I told her the circumstances, and that's what I ended up talking about.

If you ask, he and the butcher's employees want family service at the festival. But if I waste too much, my daughter-in-law will be mad at me, so instead of helping me open a store for one of the two days of the festival, my interest is consistent by paying for a part-time job.

Merging with us over there is relatively less of a burden of preparation, and more money is available for use at the festival. This one is less burdensome for employees on the day and more opportunities for interaction.

After such a win-win relationship, Polyne and his wife friends Chiara and Mary listened to the story. The three wives are going to come in on the same terms to prototype the dish and help with the day. They still do a lot with Mr. Sherma in our kitchen.

By the way, the participation of your wives has spread information about the performance of one semroid on your wife's information network. I thought you had a lot of friends who said they were willing to show their faces to Mr. Polyne... and that you'd be in a crowd like you were when the store opened again? The possibility must also be considered and prepared.

"See you at night, Mr. Lyoma."

I shall escort Mr Sieg back to his shop and return to the maintenance of the vacant land.

It will also be the venue for this evening's get-together, which will be accompanied by a final review of the menu to be served at the store. I need to at least get it in order......

night, after business hours.

Mr. Callum comes as he checks the paperwork in the office and waits for a visitor.

"Store manager, Master Serge and a representative of one semroid are here"

"Thank you"

Hurry to the reception room.

"Thank you for waiting"

"I'm sorry to disturb you, Master Lyoma. This is the chairman of a semroid."

"My name is Prenance Semroid. I'm a young man, but I lead one of the travelers. I hope you'll find out from now on, young sage."

There's Mr. Serge on the indoor couch and another one behind it. A handsome man sat with unusually noticeable shiny hair as silver thread. I stood up and asked for a handshake, so I responded... but there is a play with a little words and deeds...

"Nice to meet you. You can call me by name. I can't believe you're a sage..."

"Oh. Hyung... Lord Lyoma is truly humble.

Orgol, the delicate sound of the magic tools spinning in that little box...... really great. I felt another “flavor” different from what we played. This joy that can capture even more of my written music and deliver it to more people...... who should I call a wise man instead of calling you a wise man who devised it?

Is that about it for music people... or just flattery...

Excuse me, but my first impression is "hard to get involved".

"Thank you, is that okay?

"I'm the one who should thank you. He said you could give him not only Orgol, but even a place to show off our art."

"Yes, but it's a vacant lot that I only use sometimes"

"We've made it look light on the road, but we're happy to have a companion big enough"

"Are those people already?

"Yes, to the get-together venue"

As planned. I shouldn't be talking too much about Orgol's details or my being an inventor. Only representatives gathered here to confirm, including such stories.

"Then I'm sorry to keep you waiting too long. Quick, but should we go in and check?

I took a copy and proceeded.

"So basically, the stage relationship is left to one semroid."

"I'll take care of it. The rarely climbing stage, let's make it look good."

The big stage...... they are where their names have started to sell, they usually show off their art in small spaces such as city squares and drinkers, and there still seem to be few opportunities for them to show off their art with a place like this one that lets in a large number of guests.

"Best wishes. Please do not hesitate to contact us if you need anything. If you need supplies or manpower, Mr. Serge or our Callum will be the right person, but I think I can help you with loading, setting up the stage, etc."

"Thank you for everything."

"So next... Oh, that was the last time"

"Right. If you need anything else later, we'll be in touch every time."

"Well, shall we come?"

Once the confirmation is complete, move the place to the get-together venue.

"It's busy."

The venue consists of six makeshift stores built in dirt magic. They're all about the size of a stall, but they have the minimum necessary preparation for cooking, and around them is our shop and a group of neighbors. In addition, there was a gathering of strangers, young and old.

"Ah! Lyomer! Come on! Come on!

Rick. Plus Leni and Tony. It's a family of collaborators and a valuable monitor that lets you ask for food ratings from a child's perspective.

"I'm hungry now - my mom's here for dinner today. Mmm."

"Don't say anything extra. Be quiet."

"haha......"

"Good job, Store Manager. Quick, but it's time..."

"Yes, let's get started"

"Then say hello"

I slightly doubt if it's okay for me to say hello, but I stand in front of people who gather drinks in one hand as a host.

"Thank you so much for coming together today as a busy place. My name is Lyoma Takebayashi and I represent the launderer" Bamboo Forest ”. Say hello while you're at it."

……

Rick's gaze pierces him yet.

"... some of you can't seem to wait, and let's get this boring story done in a short time. As you all know, we will open our respective stores at the next inaugural festival… I hope that those who share the same place can work together and where they can work together. As a first step, today we have a seat available on this occasion. I know many of you are new to this occasion, but I would definitely ask you to take this opportunity to deepen your rapprochement. So... cheers!

Cheers!!

The cup and voice rose simultaneously, and when there were fewer than 40 people, that would still be the middle noise.

In time, only the cook slipped out of the gathering of people and began cooking in a temporary store. Even so, most of the purchasing has been done and can be completed only in a short time, so the smell of stimulating appetite has risen one after the other from the makeshift store after the other.

I'll see how it goes and hand out the ballot papers for greeting and commodity decisions.

1 pair of 10 sheets on paper. Five of the several dishes I wanted to try first. Then, after the meal, ask each participant to vote five copies for "a dish that was delicious to try”. The result of this vote determines the products to be sold at the store.

"It's a big day."

With one hand a plate with the dish on it, Mr. Prenance brought a man in his 50s or so.

"Thanks to you. How about some flavor?

"We're enjoying it with more flavor than we expected. All of you, there you go."

He pointed to the corner of the venue. This meeting is close to a standing party, but a place with tables and chairs prepared to calm down. So I saw a group of traveling costumes eating in collusion with the people around me. Among them, a pleasant looking woman flattens the massive array of dishes on the table one after the other.

"Do you care about her?

"Awesome eating, I was surprised"

"Ha. Isn't that right? She's Maya, the biggest eater in a row."

"She's a delicious woman who wants to eat something delicious, but she's a traveler for it."

It was the man in the back who told him off like he was scared.

"It's Sordio. He's a sworddancer with Maya."

"Regards"

... a profession I've never heard of, but should I show you the art of using a sword?

"Dance alone, cut and show, put together in multiple pieces and move flashly. There's a lot of acting to do, but it's not wrong."

"He is Mayya's uncle and serves as a co-chair and escort. I am a skilled swordsman as well as a craftsman. The festival is full of fights, so let us know if you need anything."

"Thank you. You can rest assured that more people will protect the store."

"Call me whenever you're free. I don't mind you using Maya either."

"I what? Uncle."

I couldn't see it in Mr. Soldio's shadow. He stands with an empty plate in his hands.

I'm talking about helping with security.

"Oh well. Oh, you just represented me. I heard you were young, but you're really young."

"Excuse me, Maya."

"I don't care, because it's true that you're young"

I don't even feel like I'm fooling around with my kids.

"Are you enjoying it more than that?

"Of course! There are some rare dishes, and I was surprised to try them when I thought they were good. That hot dog, for example. The bread is fuzzy and the sausage is juicy. It's been going around a lot, but it's hard to find a store that tastes like that."

Hot dogs are also a festival staple in this country, but we used bread made from natural yeasts that we previously taught Mr. Sherma. A bespoke sausage that Siege and the others, meat experts, thought of seasoning to match the bread of natural yeast. It has become a luxurious dish carefully baked and pinched by Mr. Polyne, the butcher's wife.

Surprisingly juicy and delicious as a result of the full utilization of the flavours of the ingredients with professional force. Flavor on a step for a classic dish. This dish is expected to be destiny among a few candidates.

"And that Zilmar dish. The soup is tangled and flavorful, and your body warms up."

Mr. Faye and Mr. Leelyn are “Permien"; they have served dishes that resemble Wanton Soup much more than the Water Regiment. The ingredients are simple, while the carefully simmered meat and vegetables give a good flavour. Because of its gentle flavour, I prefer to eat it with fried meat and vegetables made from semi-sa oil.

"Some things are rare."

Mr. Prenance's plate, which says so, is served with salted and stir-fried Dante seeds, peeled off its shell. Dante seeds bought for tampon coffee, but they are eaten as a delicacy in some areas.

I didn't know if it was any closer to tampons or sunflowers because of this... but the roots were coffee and the seeds picked oil when narrowed to edible, so I increased production with scavenger fertilizer and wood magic.

"I'm glad you liked it. Eat more and more ingredients. Oh, but you should be a little hungry. I'll make a sweet dessert menu in a while."

"Really!?

Really.

The sweetness was a lot of the part where I got my hands on it, and I prepared sesame tofu and sesame dumplings.

The sesame tofu was cooled and hardened in a mold after adding starch picked from the potatoes to the shredded semi over time until it was carefully tongued and smooth over the fire. Eat this with honey made of brown sugar.

The sesame dough is first prepared with sesame filling with semi-sa and brown sugar. Wrap the filling in white egg flour with a dough mixed with water and oil picked from Dante seeds, cover the raw semisauce like a garment and fry the surface with Dante oil to make it.

Always use Dante's oil, not semi-sa, at this time. Because of the amount and heating time, if you use semi-sa oil for frying, the scent of the semi-sa is too strong, and whatever you fry, it is a single color of the semi-sa. I don't know the flavour and aroma of the ingredients anymore.

In that regard, Dante's oil is just less habitual and has a moderate aroma. The unsaturated fatty acids included on the appraisal had a high percentage of oleic acid, a good quality oil that was salacious, clear and nutritious.

However, Dante oil has a small amount to be picked from the seed and requires 15 grams of seed to be purified 1 millilitre. If you were to use about 800 millilitres for a single frying oil, you would need 12 kilos for 12,000 grams of seeds.

Dante seeds seem like healthy foods if not too much, but it took a little bit of work to prepare the oil. So much so that I feel like I'm gonna be a good workout to train my magic.

It was worth it and the flavour became wholeheartedly satisfying... that's all the hassle involved in preparing the ingredients and the cost of the ingredients for brown sugar and white egg flour is the bottleneck. The hassle is still limited to 20 suits a piece, which is a little expensive as a treat for opening a store.

Instead, sesame dumplings are likely to be stored by also having “sesame pastries” that have reduced costs with inexpensive flour pastry dough.

Tell him so...

"Then I'll have to eat today."

While Maya says she figured it out... I'm going to pick up a new dish.

It looked like we were eating for a couple more people, but we don't seem to stop eating ourselves.