The Too Many Summonings from Japan Have Caused the Goddess to Flip Out

A little medium pappa to begin with. Don't take the lid even if the baby cries.

It is an oral biography that anyone in Japan knows, and its origins are assumed to be around the Edo period.

There are various variations, but their contents are generally supposedly an accurate indication of the fires and subtractions when cooking rice, and are also words that truly condense the wisdom of life.

"But in my neighborhood, I said," Don't take the lid if your parents die. "

"Instead, if your parents die, you're going to leave them without a lid."

"Sure, 'cause my parents are dead. Let's just take the lid off the cauldron'. What's the situation?"

And before I'm cooking that kind of rice, I'm sitting in line and talking to Mr. Aska, an agricultural girl, and Mr. Asahi, a beautiful queen.

Apparently, the Queen has succeeded in escaping from the king's absolute kingdom. But you were in a hurry, or you should have been able to be patient. I'm in a dress.

I wonder how the hell you broke through the border, but at least there's nothing like beating down guards because there's no international problem.

I've just been completing a snake-like sneaking mission at best.

"Still, you've been thinking about all the rice harvesting, and you haven't thought about when you cook."

"Right. Because I'm in the Dwarf Kingdom, I should have asked you to make a kettle and bring it."

In contrast to the women forming in front of the pot where the rice is cooked, two men, Oneye and Jouzou, sit down in front of a table a little further away.

... the men?

At first, he was Mr. Jouzou, who had been indulged in Onei's words and actions, but was used to it because he had a history of falling in love with a woman with a mustache.

It's going to open new doors when I get back to the Dwarf Kingdom because of my accustom, but I'm sure it's no problem.

Because love burns the more handicapped it is! (Mustache)

"... Having them made can you reproduce them with an amateur description that can't even write blueprints?

"It can't be completely reproduced, but it will be completed with a demonic modification named Weird Improvement."

He's a Japanese with a reputation for demonic modification, but apparently the Dwarves haven't lost that restraint either.

Japanese and Dwarf. Don't mix. It's the epitome of danger (too late).

"Juuzou. Can't you do this yet?

"It's almost cooked, but then it's still steaming, so you can't eat it right away."

It's an important "steam" to make the rice tasty, but in fact the cooker will do it on its own until this steam these days, so you may not have to bother to wait after cooking.

But if not, then a very important process is steam.

And why is it that "steaming" is converted to "Mr. Village" just now?

There's no such thing as a village person I know.

"Miso soup is a classic for now, shall we make rice a rice balls so that we can all toss together"

"Oh, that's good. So let's get everyone in the village to eat anyway."

Oneye acknowledges what Mr. Jouzou said.

Apparently, it has been decided suddenly that there will be a rice balls festival.

Suddenly, among the rice balls' utensils, popular plums come in various varieties, such as shiso plums and kombu plums.

The red plums that you are all familiar with are classified as sissy plums, and it can be around the Edo period and only recently that they have become red colored as they are now.

It is said that the history of plum stew itself is quite ancient and that it came from China around 200 BC.

Although Japan builds its own culture, Chinese cultural traditions are indispensable at its root.

The boulder was supposed to be 3,000 years old, but sometime it was 4,000 years old, and lately it's a country that I've mentioned is 5,000 years old.

"Ah, miso soup followed by plum dried, Mr. Jouzou, no majipa."

"Because this is something that even families can make. Well, when I said I'd salt the plums, all the dwarves would be donning."

Although there were plums in the different world, there seemed to be no idea to salt them, mainly because they were candied and sold as treats.

Because of this, Mr. Jouzou was worried about his head by Mr. Burra.

There are also cultural shocks.

"Wah, I didn't know it was not just rice but even plum dried. It's a combination of soaked rice."

"Right.... who is it?

Soon a brunette girl sitting next to Mr. Jouzou and drinking miso soup in a cup with one hand of rice balls.

He was too familiar with it and was about to flush it, but no matter how you look at it, you can see the girl, who is not a villager, and stick around.

"Oh, excuse me. I'm Miina Wetterhahn. In Japan, it was named Fengmi Miina."

"... are you a reincarnator?

"No, I'm from Tripp. My uncle at the merchant picked me up and took care of me since I came over something, but my wife even liked me and adopted me at some point. Now I'm a totally friendly parent and child!

"…… well, is that so? Good for you."

At some point it was Miina who once made the reverse har because of Master Aphrodite.

Mr. Jouzou returns to Mr. Miina, who speaks of his plight to the potent weather, seeping in a little impatience and awkwardness.

He said it was good that someone like a chunk of goodwill picked up this asshole. At the same time, I want to complain about why such a potent weather daughter has come here alone.

"Hmm. Wetterhahn. If you're a businessman, you have a deal in Gardia."

"It is. So when I heard Keros had rice, I came to say that I had to import this at all costs, even in Fitzgard!

Nodding to the queen's words, Miina buzzes hot with her hands raised with rice balls and miso soup.

Apparently, there were still Japanese who got aggressive because of the rice.

As it is, it could end (typo) with the brave Masato-kun or even his grandfather in the village of Elf.

"But I know you want to import rice, but as a merchant, can you make a profit?

"Pfft. I have a plan there. Blah, blah, blah, blah. It's all on Mr. Jouzou!

"To me?

Mr. Jouzou has a bad feeling about Miina saying it with a confident grin.

This kid is not just an asshole. She said that she was a natural bad girl with a fair mix of nature and calculations.

"I can't even start talking about making money from a rice deal until you know what rice is worth. So how can we promote rice that people in this world are unfamiliar with, including how to cook it!

"I see. Is that where you are, Mr. Jouzou?"

He understood what Mr. Miina was trying to say, and the queen smiles badly and sees Mr. Jouzou.

Apparently, natural bad girls and home affairs cheats have joined hands.

If this happens again, Mr. Jouzou will have no escape.

"The Dwarf Kingdom is a continental traffic requirement. So Mr. Jouzou's shop is also becoming famous among merchants as a well-known store for those who know. Then if you can serve a number of rice dishes there, the merchants will move on their own after that has been advertised for rice!

"I see. But then I'd like to have some exclusive agreements so they don't take anything else. I don't know what rice is worth. Now's your chance to buy it."

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"It's okay. I'll take care of the area."

Nico smiles and talks to each other, the queen and Miina.

It's a sight that's supposed to smile, but I can't stop sweating on Mr. Jouzou's back.

"That's why Mr. Jouzou. Be sure to let our Wetterhahn Chamber of Commerce take charge of importing rice..."

"We have to think of it as a tariff. Heh heh... and make sure I have enough to eat..."

I can't move with the two of you slowly approaching me with a smile, Mr. Jouzou.

Oneye has retreated by whining "Woman is terrible wow".

"No, well, as far as I'm concerned, I hope rice can be imported regularly..."

How did this happen? I couldn't help but think so, Mr. Jouzou.

The other world is still peaceful today.