The Saint’s Magic Power is Omnipotent (WN)

The day after the dinner party.

I headed to the market with Jude in the early morning.

Vegetables grown in the neighborhood are sold in the morning market.

Freshly picked vegetables lined up at the store were bright and glowing in the morning sun.

I took Mr. Seylan's request yesterday on the condition that we have all the ingredients, would it be on the market to fulfill them?

Sometimes they don't line up because only the things they picked that day are lined up.

A little anxious, I looked around the store and found the cabbage that was what I was looking for.

Good, looks like we had it today.

Jude asks me wondering when I also take common vegetables from the common people.

"Are you going to use cabbage as a preserved food?

"That's right."

It's The Warcraft that I make today.

When it comes to cabbage, soup utensils are common in the Kingdom of Surantania, and Jude tells me they don't think it will be a preserved meal.

I spoke to the shopkeeper about Jude leaning down his neck.

I buy more cabbage because when I make it into a preserved meal, it reduces the amount of song.

Then I also bought salt and Laurier and a small wooden barrel.

We asked each store to transport the purchases to the inn where Mr. Seylan would stay.

Mr. Seylan will be transported to the inn because he will make preserved food there.

When I finished shopping, I headed to Mr. Seylan's inn with that leg.

Looks like we were just finishing breakfast and it seemed like a good time.

When we arrived at the inn, Mr. Seylan was waiting for us at the entrance.

"Good Morning"

"Morning. Have you got all the ingredients?

"Yes."

'It's superimposed. Well, let's go to the kitchen. "

When I greeted Mr. Seylan lightly and went to the kitchen, in addition to what he had purchased in the morning market, a number of spices were also available.

These spices were in Mr. Seylan's shipment and I was telling him yesterday they were needed to make preserved food.

Yeah, you've got everything you asked for.

After checking the ingredients, I turned to the cooks and taught them how to make them.

All I do is teach, and it's the cooks who actually make it.

'Should I chop all this cabbage?

"Yes, please"

I had a good amount of cabbage, but a split would be over in no time.

Boulder, real job.

Fast cuts, too.

While cutting the cabbage, prepare the storage container as well.

Place the wooden barrel in the flush and pour in the boiling water.

Leave it there for a while.

If it was a glass bottle, I could easily boil and disinfect it in a pan, but the wooden barrel was too big to go into the pan, so I disinfected it this way.

"Are you disinfecting?

"Yep. It's easier to disinfect the food inside."

"It is."

As for the concept of disinfection, the facade of the laboratory has already been studied.

The instructor is me.

The original world was better off about natural sciences.

When I say something new, people at the lab often ask me to dig for roots and leaves, and I end up lecturing everyone.

gossip.

Thanks to that, Jude also seemed to understand somehow that the container should be disinfected.

A little bit, as I was throwing away the hot water from the wooden barrel, the cooks questioned me, just like the fellows one day.

I never touched on the concept of disinfection, but I was impressed when I told him that these are more difficult to rot.

He said Zaidella has a similar preserved food, though not cabbage, and will try it next time he cooks that dish.

Make sure you make the most of it.

While doing so, I also finished chopping the cabbage, so I moved on to the next process.

Apply salt to the chopped cabbage and rub until moisture comes out, then mix with the prepared spices.

The work will then be complete if the seeping moisture is packed in a wooden barrel with it.

'Push in so you can't make a gap'

'Here's the thing?

"Yeah, that's how it goes."

Push the cabbage into the wooden barrel so there are no gaps.

By doing so, they can also prevent bacteria that are not needed for fermentation to thrive.

That's what the recipe I once saw said.

'Is that it?

"Yes. After that, you can sleep in the cold and it's done."

I put the outermost leaves of the cabbage I left on top, and I also put heavy stones on it, and Mr. Seylan called me.

I've also heard about fermenting it for four to six weeks, but I've never made it before, so I don't know if I can leave it that far.

I didn't know how long I would be able to eat it, so I told him I wanted him to eat it while I was watching.

By the way, I don't guarantee the flavor.

I don't know because I made it for the first time, and in the original world, there were theories that it was delicious or not delicious.

When I told him that too, Mr. Seylan admitted with a bitter laugh.

"You're easier to make than I thought."

'Right. I'm sorry, I can only think of one thing.'

'No, even one thing has increased the variety of meals on board. Thankful.'

Other than Mr. Seylan's national dishes, when I thought about preservative foods, all I could think of was Zawarraut.

Later I thought of pickled vegetables in vinegar and miso, but I didn't suggest this because it seemed like it already was.

That's the only country where food culture is developing, and it won't mean there isn't.

'But is it vegetables... That was a blind spot. "

"Is that a blind spot?

After a paragraph of work, I was to treat Mr. Seylan to tea, sweetening him to the phrase "I hope he gets some rest".

As he sat in his chair in the dining room and relieved himself, Mr. Seylan zeroed his potpourri.

"Ah. When I said I'd put vegetables on the ship, all the raw vegetables floated around, and I didn't think about putting salted things on it."

"The cook said you have a different vegetable salted dish,"

'That's right. I saw your daughter's cooking and thought, "You could have loaded that."

I grin back at Mr. Seylan's words.

It's not a big deal, but I'm glad it seemed to help.

"Is that cabbage pickle something that's eaten in the Kingdom of Slantania?

'No. It will be an exotic dish written in a book I've read before'

'So, if you've never made it...'

"Yes."

Exotic is exotic, but not a country in this world.

While I thought so in my mind, I decided to ask for a book when I was in trouble and that I had read everything in the book.

When Seylan said, "You're a reader," there was a cold sweat on your back.

Where the story was separated, the tea party was held.

Tell Mr. Seylan again to thank him for yesterday's banquet and return to his inn.

He said he'd tell me again about how The Warcraft is doing, but maybe I'll get a chance to see him next time?

I have rice and miso at the Chamber of Commerce, so may I see her then?

Um, why don't we even make it in Wangdu?

If it's delicious, maybe you can take it with you during your demonic crusade.