The Other World Dining Hall (WN)

I finished packing my first mesh in two days to the limit, and Tida exhaled deeply satisfied and loudly.

"Phew..."

Tida found this strange place after searching desperately for food as it got wet in the rain and was about to be flown by the wind.

During the storm, its rain and wind were thrust into the ground, the eastern continental wind door.

And it was the messiahs of the other kingdoms that were before them.

- Oh, my God. What a customer. It's so wet... well, a typhoon. That was a disaster.

Fortunately, this is a mesh shop. You can pay for it one time, so you can eat it.

Meshi shop of the other world...... the old man of the shopkeeper was a kind man.

He saw Tida knocking at the door, not knowing how wet it was in the rain, asked me what was going on, and gave me a mess for free.

What came out was finely chopped meat and egg rolls in all of them, pure white rice that could not be eaten without nobility in the sea country.

Salted vegetables soaked hard in salt so as not to rot, and… Tonji.

Tonjiru. That sounds like a celebratory dish, saying it will only be served on a 'meat day' like today.

It was a sumptuous juice with plenty of meat and vegetables, flavored with salted beans from this delicious sage forest.

Tida repeated her replacement over and over again, filling her belly.

(That's kind of bad... I can't believe I'm the only one who eats this delicious food)

Guilty with great satisfaction.

Everyone remaining on the ship, including the captain, is just as refreshed as he was just now.

As a result, the feeling of fullness makes me guilty.

(I know it's thick... just a little bit, I wonder if I could take it back)

I was thinking about that, it was then.

"Ho. Souvenirs, wait"

A beautiful purple cloth wrap is placed in a clear bag that has never been seen before the teada.

"Oh, uh, what the hell is this..."

"No what. You were in a typhoon with a sailor, weren't you?

The shopkeeper laughs and says to Tida, who looks strange at what is in front of her.

"I thought you'd have company. We usually refuse to take the broth home, but this time it's special."

"... yes, okay?

With the extra kindness of the store owner, Tida accidentally asks back.

When she came in, Tida didn't have any money.

I mean, Tida didn't have the money to pay for this' souvenir '.

"If the boulder has people's lives on it, it's gold. I'm not gonna tell you what.

I don't need any money for this guy. Bring it. Be careful it's heavy. "

"Well..."

Tida and Yuzu hang their hands on the wrap in the store owner's words.

Coming back is a snug, warm feeling.

What drifts is the faint fragrance of the delicacy that you forgot about me until just now.

Even though my stomach is full, I unwittingly drink my sagging and spitting.

"Really, thank you. Well, excuse me."

"Yes, we look forward to seeing you again"

The shopkeeper bowed back deeply to Tida, who bowed his head with a pepper, and Tida popped out into the storm again with a warm wrap in her hand.

We were caught in a big storm and tied to this no-nothing island, and three days were about to pass.

(... not good)

Feng, a seafaring sailor and captain of a trading ship, felt the time for a decision was imminent as the crew felt it was killing them.

After the demonic tribe diminished its power and the end of the Evil God War, the people of the peaceable world turned their eyes to luxury, and the deal that united the two continents flourished.

Especially the most developed kingdoms of the eastern continent and the maritime nations, whose territory countless small islands, but hence long flourished in shipping, were frequented by ships and moistened greatly by the transaction.

One of them is the trading vessel of the Sea Country, operated by the Fens.

(Damn, I thought the Lord of that abominable sea was gone...)

Perhaps I was caught off guard.

Kurakan is called The Lord of the Sea, which has sunk many ships before.

A few years ago, the Lord of that sea flowed to the harbour of the sea country in the form of countless arrows and twigs, magic, and an unbroken carcass that emitted a fierce odor of rotting.

Rumors of the wind were that the Duchy's military vessel, which was headed for the Sea Country, mounted a famous general in a demonic crusade, while sinking itself.

Then, with the death of the troublesome Lord of the Sea who had just lost the ship that could sink in the Kurakan, or because the Lord of the Sea had been able to grab the bait for what he had been eating, the demons of the Sea had grown dear for a long time, and this sea had become a safe route for ships that could never be sunk before.

... That is one of the reasons for Fen's decision to leave the city, which had been moored until five days earlier, with a slight sense of a storm.

"Ha ha, I'm down..."

"Tida's guy came out looking for something."

"Mm-hmm. You've decided in vain. I thought this was a deserted island for years."

"Fortunately, only the water is coming down outside, but the food... it's like I can't take the fish or the birds."

"Oh shit!? I thought you were leaving already!? You can still get to the city in half a day!?

"I can't do that. This storm will sink in less than a quarter of a day when we sail. We have to wait."

Mixed with strong rainfall from the outside, I hear the sailors of my men.

Their voices are uniformly mixed with anxiety. I'm in a hurry.

The ship is now moored on one of the countless islands in the sea country… the island is roughly uninhabited by creatures, rather than those who barely grow any grass.

Fortunately, only water is available from the sky, but food doesn't either.

The ship's storage is almost empty for what I ate last night, and there's no locks left.

No fish or birds can be caught in this storm.

Apparently I went looking for any young apprentice Teeda I've been in lately, but it's visible that I'll end up on lockdown.

... i.e. we just have to wait neatly until the storm stops like this or let the ship out at the risk of sinking.

(Holy crap...)

I was compelled to make a decision, and I was worried, it was then.

"Or head! Oh, my God! Come here right now. No!

An ancient stock sailor, a belly heart, rushes in.

"What? Anything wrong?

"Well, that's..."

Take a breath, the face I showed Fenn, smile.

I tell Feng with a neat stomach until earlier and still a joyous look on his face.

"Teeda's guy's been looking for something to eat! That's a superb substitute too!

Extraordinary good news.

"Ugh!

"This is great! This guy is superb!

"He's a god's guide, too."

"Here we go! Tida!"

"... I've lived a long time, but it's not the first time I've tasted this delicious meal."

The men were tremendously impetuous and obsessed with the mess.

A young apprentice sailor brought it home, a mesh from different worlds.

That's a lot for one person to have, but to let the men here go, it's a little less mesh.

Juice filled with meat and vegetables full of pale golden pans, which would be quite expensive, and grilled rice made with fine rice.

Bring out the candlesticks in the boat, and the men pack the candlesticks in their stomachs.

(Oh, come on, this guy... it's delicious to leave out the fact that he's hungry, right?

Feng, who received a little more juice than the others because of the captain, eats it and thinks.

An apprentice named Teeda has found it to be very tasty.

A juice that is freshly made and still leaves the heat, slightly still warm grilled rice and brought back in an excellent pot for a long time.

I appreciate it a lot just to say decent food, but Fenn had actually tried it and felt that the flavor itself was better than what he usually eats.

(Meshi is delicious too... the problem is this juice)

Feng smokes a sip of the juice poured into a silver jar.

Never seen it before, the brown juice tastes like salty soy sage and slightly sage beans.

(This flavoring is stunning, and the utensils are delicious)

In that juice are pork meat and numerous vegetables.

Pork meat is thinly sliced like the main ingredient in the juice, and comes in with the fat remaining.

The taste of pork fat is dissolved in the juice while the delicacy of the meat itself is also reduced, softening the juice with slightly stronger saltiness.

Also, good utensils.

Sweet for a well simmered one, thinly cut into small pieces, finally smoking plenty of juice, exhaling the juice buildup inside every time it chews.

Also, the hawky, pale yellow vegetables that come in together also collapse in the mouth, leaving a hint of warmth in the mouth, and something squarely chopped white is soft and easy to eat.

Take a sip of juice, then eat a grip of rice.

A combination of salty juice and fine mesh that is sweetly cooked up and gripped, albeit slightly cooled.

That tastes deeply satisfying and I can't stop.

No matter, being hungry is also a big reason, but that's not all.

Really delicious. Enough to be delicious even if this is somewhat full.

(Oh, don't ask the Teeda guy for details. Uh, a lot.)

It's not normally possible to get such good 'cooking' on an island with nothing like this.

Feng wants to talk to Tida in detail.

... In the meantime, it is now a prerequisite to taste this mesh.

The next day. The ship was running lightly under the clear skies as the storm passed.

"Wow! You should see the island in a little while!

"Finally! Hey, come on, we only have booze!

"Whoa, me too! That was delicious yesterday, but I'm sorry I didn't have any booze."

"Oh, boy. I never thought I'd be able to eat such delicious food this year."

Um, a whole day eating the fine mesh Teeda brought home.

The sailors uniformly held neat bellies, but their faces were bright.

I'll be in a city with people in a little while.

Landing, enjoying liquor and women, sailing again, going to a big city and selling loaded trades.

Their journey was full of hope.

(When I sold off my current shipment, I bought pepper and coral and...)

As sailors float, only Feng will work out plans for his next trip.

Think about the city you're going to sell and what you're going to buy, and decide how to navigate.

(... once every seven days, huh? Well, if there's ever a time.)

Pointing to a point on the map showing the sea route, Fenn thinks.

Until yesterday, that fingertip is clearly marked with a small uninhabited island that meant nothing.

Nekoya Island.

I just gave it yesterday, along with a new name.