Sirius-Alfeid.
There is nothing unknown during the Wang capital, the next head of the Alfaid Chamber of Commerce.
A real princess, drawing the blood of her mother, who was the current principal father of the Alfaid Chamber of Commerce and a courtier of a noble house of considerable character.
At the time of his birth, the Alfaid Chamber of Commerce had already obtained the status of merchant of the royal castle.
Then he sent his uncles to the Empire and the Duchy before Sirius' heart reached him to create a branch and enter, marking a time of further prosperity.
It was about six months ago that he was entrusted with a secret for his grandfather, Tomas, the Chungxing ancestor of the Alphaid Chamber of Commerce.
Tomas held him by himself for more than 20 years and became the cornerstone of the Alfaid Chamber of Commerce.
Sirius was entrusted with the door leading to the place.
At first, I was just amazed.
The food at the store was very delicious, with a number of dishes such as those that had never even been eaten by Sirius of the Alfaid Chamber of Commerce, which mainly handled food.
He was tongue-in-cheek and enjoying the dish.
And I noticed. If you steal the "flavor" of this store, the Chamber of Commerce can further develop.
But I'm not the only one thinking about it.
Information gathered by each branch of the Alfaid Chamber of Commerce entering Sirius' ear and observed and collected in the 'Dining Room of the Other World' with Sirius' eyes.
There's a lot you can see if you integrate that.
For example, the high priest of the light god who prefers apprenticeship priests who are only good at baking bread and have no talent as priests, a denomination that serves the God of Light with the greatest number of believers in the eastern continent, where all competent female priests have been reassigned to a gathered monastic temple for some reason, and pound cakes who have taken the disciples of young female priests.
For example, the noble brothers and sisters of the land of sand who prefer beverages and coffee floats similar to those of the magically chilled cold kaffa, dedicated by the envoys of the sandy country of the western continent who say they have visited the empire in search of new exchanges and deals.
For example, a combination of two Dwarves, a firewine that not only has a strong, but also a good flavor of being newly created in the city of Dwarves, and a noisy, drunken Dwarf.
Yes, there are many things in the other world today that I thought about, just like Tomas.
And Sirius knows better than anyone in a way that the idea can bear fruit as long as there is an irresistible effort and time.
... I couldn't keep looking at you with my fingers around me.
It takes, Sirius moves out.
That Tomas was once unable to do so because he feared that secrets would be leaked before the Alfaid Chamber of Commerce became a big store.
A hand that can only be used now because it has become a great chamber of commerce and Sirius has one close friend who 'meets the conditions'. That's...
"Boy, it's time to tell me"
Jonathan asks Sirius, a young cook dedicated to the Alfaid Chamber of Commerce.
- I have something important to tell you. I'm sorry, but will you shut up and follow me? Jonathan.
That's all they say and Sirius has guided me to the old barn of the Alfaid Chamber of Commerce.
What do you mean there's a splendid, large warehouse nearby that's barely used nowadays in relation to a bunch of them?
Jonathan didn't get it.
"... yeah. I guess it's time."
Sirius, on the other hand, enters the warehouse and decides to cut out the story to Jonathan, making sure his eyes are gone.
"I'm going to have dinner with you today."
"... meals? With me?
Jonathan tilts his neck at Sirius' words.
Sirius, the chief cadet of the Alfaid Chamber of Commerce with Jonathan, who has the father of a cook involved in making new products in Alfaid, has been a close friend for a long time, and until Jonathan became the cook of the same Alfaid Chamber of Commerce as his father, he was taken and played around in the Wang Capital.
But I've never been invited to a meal before, even if we would eat meshi together on the go.
It is the old barn of the Alfaid Chamber of Commerce that came to it.
Meals, doesn't sound like words.
"Oh. At least I don't feel like going over there with anyone but Jonathan."
To Jonathan, who wonders that way, Sirius decides to teach the truth.
Even the Alfaid Chamber of Commerce should only know my grandfather and myself, a secret.
"... over there?
"Yes, as far as I know, the restaurant serves delicious dishes that are different from those in this world..."
Behind the old barn at the Alfaid Chamber of Commerce, a black door with a painting of the cat that showed up there.
What lies ahead of it is where the Alfaid Chamber of Commerce became the hangover of what is now the big store.
"Different world dining room."
That day, Jonathan-Weinsberg became the third to know the existence of this door.
Make a chillin 'chillin' noise, knock on the door.
Out of the dark barn, suddenly out in a bright spot, Jonathan faced first.
"Boy. This is really the other world, what is it?...... wow!?
Looking around the store with Kyoro Kyoro...... eyes to eyes with Lizardman eating a pile of egg dishes, Jonathan screams unexpectedly.
"It's okay. Guests here don't attack like demons."
With such a bitter smile at Jonathan, Sirius sits in the right seat at a condition he is accustomed to.
"There you are."
So much less, the shopkeeper comes out holding the menu and gently places it on the table.
Sirius, who has recently come here well, mostly asks for his favorite Neapolitan and another dish, a different dish every time.
Knowing that, the shopkeeper had just brought a menu and lemon water, a squash.
"Oh, thank you"
Sirius, on the other hand, also receives the menu with what he is used to.
And put it gently aside and say.
"But I've decided what to ask for today."
With that said, Sirius speaks the name of the dish.
"Two onion bacon pizzas for me and him, please"
The name of that dish I was going to feed Jonathan today.
"Yes, sir."
The shopkeeper nods and goes straight back to the back.
"... so what the hell is that onion bacon pizza?
After dropping it off, Jonathan asks Sirius, who started wiping his hands with the cloth the shopkeeper brought.
It's an unfamiliar dish. Honestly, I can't imagine what things are coming.
"Oh, I think you can tell by eating it. Jonathan would."
Sirius against him smiles like a child plotting mischief, and he has no pussy.
(Well, it's no use asking, then)
Learning from Sirius, Jonathan rethinks as he wipes his hands with a warm cloth.
It sounds like a different world here for Sirius Boy to say.
... Probably true.
Guests like you won't even be seen in Wang Du, one of the continent's best capitals, and dishes in the store that are a long way from Jonathan's common sense.
I see, it is more convincing to be said that it is a different world.
(... oh. Is this water, mixed with citrus juice)
Jonathan understands one thing by feeling the water poured into the glass of vitreous, casually mouthed while thinking, has a faintly refreshing flavor.
The owner of this store said he was likely to be more skilled than the cooks around the corner at least.
(No, if you're going through enough for the boy to go through, then naturally so too)
In the trail of the Chamber of Commerce dealing with ingredients and dishes in Wangdu, I routinely mouth the dishes of one of Wangdu's most skilled Alfaid elite cooks, so much so that I like this childhood tame, whose tongue is fatter than that of a poor royal.
Without a doubt, the cooks here stand on their arms and the food here is delicious.
Feeling it, Jonathan gently waited with Sirius for the bacon pizza and the dots to come.
"Thank you for waiting! It's onion bacon pizza!"
Then a while later, the young devil's daughter, not the shopkeeper, brings the dish.
(... is this bread with cheese, or?
It makes freshly baked noises all the time, and Jonathan sees it first.
It is like bread, stretched flat and cut into six pieces, that is put all over the plate.
Something red and finely chopped oraniers hang on top of it, with more cheese and smoked meat and finely chopped green vegetables on top.
"Well, shall we eat? This is especially good when it's hot."
When I say that, Sirius just starts eating.
I don't use a knife or fork and eat it immediately by hand.
Apparently, that's the kind of dish this is.
(What the hell kind of dish is this...)
Jonathan, on the other hand, was bewildered before his unknown dishes.
Eat it and you'll see. That's what Sirius said.
Then we'll have to eat and see.
I think so, and Jonathan takes one of those divided into six.
(Ugh, that's pretty hot...)
Apparently this is freshly baked as it looks.
Chopped while stretching out melted cheese, hot enough to burn his hands, and Jonathan frowns just a little.
(Yeah. That doesn't smell bad...... yeah? This...)
It smells good from its pizza dishes.
Smell of cheese fat and bacon fat cooked and mixed together.
Jonathan tilts his inner neck to the overwhelming smell mixed in it.
(... okay. Try it and you'll see)
While questioning its misplaced smell, Jonathan sips, roasts the pizza.
(Hmm!? Again!)
The flavour of milk with a little acidity of melted cheese and the flavour of smoked meat that has been well cooked and has lost some fat.
The slight spiciness of the oranier and the unique bitterness of the green vegetables put on top, which would have been baked raw to enhance it.
The thin bread used at the base of those ingredients is well baked and hardened on the surface, but wonderfully soft inside, and the taste of simple, pale bread, squeezed up only with terribly good quality wheat, salt and water, supports the taste of the appliance, each with a strong taste.
But the most surprising thing for Jonathan was not there.
"Boy!? This guy...... is it Marmet!?
Yes, something sandwiched between the ingredients and the bread at the base.
Marmet, a vegetable that the Alfaid Chamber of Commerce found grown in a small country on the border, with a sour flavour and at the same time a tremendous flavour, so that it could be made in the kingdom in hard work.
This dish was such a marmette-based sauce that no other than the Alfaid Chamber of Commerce was supposed to be known to Loc.
"Oh, they say tomatoes in a different world style... yes. This is Marmet's main dish."
Sirius nods in such a way as to gain my will.
Yes, it's because he has a sharp tongue that this can do, that Jonathan can name the Alfaid Chamber of Commerce cook.
I was right to bring him here.
"I'll explain my intentions later... but let's keep eating first"
Sirius says a word when he sees a friend who immediately wants to resume his' research '.
"Oh, oh... okay"
Besides, Jonathan nods, reaching for the rest of the pizza just quickly.
(This is water peeling, crushing... no, you need a lot of ideas)
Every time Jonathan bites the dish in front of him, a surprisingly first-rate cook who stepped into the world, he analyzes it.
The basics are close to Meat Sauce, where Jonathan was also involved in development.
A sour sauce, created by peeling the water and adding various formulations to the boiled marmette.
No matter how Jonathan is, it takes a lot of research to create the same flavor or a flavor that goes beyond this.
(And I didn't know there was such a way to use bread...)
The idea of replacing bread with dishes has long been one.
However, there was no idea to put "before baking" ingredients on board and bake them in a kiln together.
But I know the intent. In doing so, the bread and ingredients will literally become familiar like a couple who have leaned in for years.
The thin, hard middle part with a good flavour with sauce and utensils and the thick, wheaty flavoured end part are both delicious.
Bread is no longer an accompaniment in pizza, it is also a neat piece of ingredient.
(If you study it at the Chamber of Commerce...... I see)
As he continues to eat it, Jonathan realizes Sirius' intentions.
The aim of Sirius...
"Boy. Sorry but it's gone before the research is done...... can I ask for another one?
"Of course. That's why I brought you... uh, Mr. Aletta. Bacon pizza for him. I need a Neapolitan."
Order extra for the service you came by laughing at Jonathan for realizing your intentions.
Same thing for Jonathan earlier. I love to go beyond my grandfather's push of meat sauce.
"Yes! Thank you!
The servant replies well.
A meal for two… No, the research is still going on.
"But that pizza is a terribly complete dish,"
Jonathan breathes admirably as he returns from another world to the warehouse of the Alfaid Chamber of Commerce.
After all, Jonathan ate a total of three bacon pizzas since then.
The flavor is well remembered in the tongue, so much so that research is likely to begin to make it even now.
"Oh, as long as the ingredients are changed, the application will be good… at the same time, I don't want to be able to make it without Marmet"
Sirius nods back to Jonathan.
The numerous sauces made with Marmet are certainly delicious, but not even the King's Capital is known to Loch yet, and only the Alfaid Chamber of Commerce can trade steadily.
... In other words, if the people of the kingdom knew Marmet and were as fascinated as my grandfather and myself, the Alfaid Chamber of Commerce would make even more money.
That's why Sirius chose pizza for the first dish to feed Jonathan.
A novel method of making different worlds and an abundance of methods of application. And most importantly, a sauce of pizza with Marmet.
Once completed, the dish can replace the knight's sauce and also be transformed into the mainstay of the next generation of the Alfaid Chamber of Commerce.
Sirius rated the pizza that way.
"By the way, boy, I'm talking about that store..."
Staring at Sirius with a full eye of anticipation.
Jonathan knows.
At least as much as I have permission from a friend in front of me to use that door.
"Oh, I'll take you again sometime. I could only go there once every seven days."
Sirius returns the words as planned, smiling bitterly at such a friend.
A young, talented cook who has been forged as an Alfaid elite and, above all, has no fear of betrayal.
Talent is hard to gain inside the Alphaid Chamber of Commerce, which has grown rapidly but has therefore always been exposed to many enemies.
It wasn't a mistake to tell him a secret.
"Thank you"
Jonathan bows his head laughing without even trying to hide a grin in the words.
(Still out there, it's good, I guess a lot... sorry, but I'll let you steal it)
Remembering a noodle dish with a Marmet sauce that my friend in front of me was eating.
Jonathan secretly solidified his resolve.