There were a number of round tables in the dining room, and every few sat divided.
I was recommended the deepest table, so I took a seat with Jude and Mr. Oscar.
The knights who came with us as escorts are at a different table.
Other tables have stranger faces.
If you ask me, they're the highest ranked sailors.
There are more people than I thought.
After a while, drinks were dispensed.
This one looks like wine.
They don't give out exotic alcohol.
When I looked at the table next door concerned, the knights had ales out.
When the drink went over, Mr. Seylan briefly introduced me.
The sailors turned a favorable gaze on the potion and it was kind of dazzling.
Uh, first, let's go first.
If I encouraged Mr. Ceylan to go ahead from the lights, the head of the toast was taken, and everyone raised a cup to go with it.
After the toast, unfamiliar objects, various dishes were carried from the edge of eating.
Jude and the knights cheer when they see a novel dish.
There are a wide variety of seasonings, spices, and cooking methods used.
Zaidella's food culture is quite advanced.
Sometimes we're invited today, and the cooks seem to have prepared more lavish dishes than usual.
From the sailors' table, that's amazing, that's what's up.
The food brought in on a large plate was taken up by the supplier beside the table.
Included in the mouth, the unique spice aroma spreads to the mouth.
I guess this smells like octagon.
When I thought that the likes and dislikes were quite divided, it was clear that the likes and dislikes were divided among the knights.
'How about that?
It's delicious.
I like it a lot, by the way.
Chewing a dish of habit, he was called out by Mr. Seylan, who was arriving at the same table.
Around laughing horribly at my answer, Mr. Seylan also seemed to know that octagonal flavors divide preferences.
"I'm familiar with us, but some people in this country don't like it, so I was worried it would fit my mouth."
Sounds like it.
Look at the busy knights, then gaze at Mr. Seylan and laugh bitterly at each other.
Mr. Oscar had also slightly changed his expression to a unique flavor.
Jude seems fine.
Boulders, only researchers at the Institute of Medicinal Plants.
My researchers are fine. They're just like talking about herbs.
Sa 'Alan.
"I guess this country prefers dishes that take advantage of the flavours of ingredients?
"Yeah."
"Some dishes are fragrant with herbs these days."
Mr. Oscar pinched his mouth from the side as he nodded to Mr Seylan's question.
Scented with herbs, that's the lab dish, right?
Mr. Oscar used to come to the institute at meetings about the Chamber of Commerce.
Looks like you took advantage of the dining room at that time, captivated.
Once you use the dining room, all the meetings are designated for close to lunch.
"With medicinal herbs?
'Yes, refreshing flavors become a habit'
'Huh. Is that good for your body, too?
"You've never heard of that."
It actually works.
However, it is more widespread in terms of taste preference, and not much is known about efficacy.
So I guess Mr. Oscar doesn't know either.
"Do you have good food for your body in Mr. Seylan's country?
"Good food for the body, or the idea that food and health are linked."
In response to Mr. Seylan's words, the term medical food homology came to mind.
When I asked him to try it, he returned the answer I had hoped for.
When I climb out of my head and ask what kind of thinking it is, it returns the kind of story I used to hear.
Most importantly, this idea is widespread among the highest-ranking people, and Mr. Seylan himself does not know the details.
From such cooking stories, the topic shifted to the next one about medicinal herbs.
When we talked about herbs, via me, but Jude actively joined the conversation.
It was an out-of-profession story for Mr. Seylan, but as far as I know about Zaidella's medicinal herbs, he told me.
Along the way, when I spoke to something too professional, he called for a sailor who was sitting at another table.
The man is a sailor, and he seems to be more familiar with medicinal herbs than Mr. Seylan.
When I hear about it, it's not just the herbs that make the medicine, but the skins of the trees are also fried and drunk.
Chinese.
Interesting to hear, he also asked about the medicinal herbs of the Kingdom of Surantania, so he answered them as far as he could tell.
If Jude had answered with me, he would have told me he was familiar with it.
When I told him Jude was in a potion job, he convinced me.
'When it comes to potion relationships, is the potion your daughter gave me from him?
"No... I don't know where it came from because it was really something my father had prepared for me."
Danger, danger.
Answer Mr Seylan's question while he is hysterical.
Jude thought it was bad, too, and her smile was subtly frozen.
Good thing Mr. Seylan pulled back soon though.
'Do you care about that potion?
"Of course it is."
'Really? There seems to be a lot of development in your country about pharmacology, and isn't there something similar?
'I don't know. You don't even know if it's there if you're not quite as tall as you are when it comes to something that works like that.'
If you stroke down your chest that the conversation was over, now Mr. Oscar asked Mr. Seylan.
Listen to the conversation between the two of you, hold your inner mind.
I'm glad I gave it to you as a result, but I really don't feel like I've done this to you.
No, you're making fun of it.
I want to finish talking about potions around here to keep me from boring any more.
That feeling seemed to have arrived, and the subject changed and we talked about life on board.
I heard about it, but it still sounds like a lot of things.
"… so a meal on board is a terrible thing"
"You're in trouble."
As for the food situation on board, I can't stop crying over too much misery.
I was listening, not acting, and I got a sad look on my face.
Even as food culture progresses, a preserved food that can withstand a long voyage seems to be a defining thing.
Most items can be stored for a long time, such as those that are dry or salted.
Because raw vegetables and fruits can rot easily, even if they are loaded, they will be used up early?
If you knew anything good about this country's preserved food, you'd want me to tell you, but neither Jude nor Mr. Oscar seems to know.
Whatever Jude is, if he doesn't even know Mr. Oscar, he probably doesn't know anything other than the preserved food that came up earlier.
A preserved meal?
Reminds me of the preserved food in the original world that I was put on a boat during a long journey.
Is the flavor better than the preserved food I just heard?
There were a lot of theories about that flavor.
With that in mind, Mr. Seylan has been talking to me when he noticed my expression.
Did you think of anything, ma'am?
'Well, I can't guarantee the flavor...'
I have never made it, so I don't know what kind of flavor I can make.
But even though I told him that, Mr. Seylan seemed interested, and he asked if he could make it for me once if he wanted.
I remember it for once because it's easy to make.
We'll see if we can get the ingredients later.
Don't dare, we'll look around the market tomorrow and make it if we have the ingredients.
As such, he responded to Mr. Seylan's request on the condition that materials were available.