Transition to Another World, Landmines Included

"Ma, I can't help it, so let's do it. The more you cook from grain to grain, the better it will be."

"Yes, let's wash it first and keep it flooded"

There is only a luxury inn here, and this room, which seems to be for people with you, doesn't even come with a simple kitchen… but it also comes with water heating room objects.

I'll help too, use the ball there and wash the rice properly.

By the way, the ball you are using is a Toya piece.

The reason is simple.

I don't sell white iron balls to regular stores. Too expensive.

"That doesn't make you pretty, does it?

"Even if it's not as unwashed, there's not a lot of bran left in commercially available rice as I usually buy."

"This is because the precision rice is cluttered. It doesn't taste good when it smells like bran, so wash it nicely."

"Roger.... by the way, you say this is' purification '?

"I can't. Food is almost impossible."

Although it is a convenient "purification" of various kinds, “vegetables have soil on them" and so on, it works, but I can't do things like "drain blood from fish" or “remove only skin from fruit".

Precision rice is easy if you can do it, but it's not that convenient.

But it works for “juice and blood of fruit on clothes", “my own blood on skin”, etc., so it's strange to say... magic.

"Well, I need to be as good as washing rice. It's handicraft."

"That's what I'm thinking."

As far as I'm concerned, if it's delicious, it doesn't matter if it's rice without washing rice, or if it's rice with a range of chins... No, you don't have rice with saooooooo.

If you want to eat at home, I want to cook about rice in the cooker.

Frozen rice wrenches are allowed.

Take about an hour to flood and start cooking with small grains of rice.

Of course, even though it is a small grain, among the four types, it is just that.

"You worry about cooking time. I think the amount of water is just as good..."

"If only we could flood, we wouldn't have to worry too much about it, would we? I'll take care of the snails."

"That's a serious responsibility... if you fail, then Hulka is next, right?

"... it's okay. Natsuki can do it!

Hulka, who was turned to Jito's eyes, silenced for a moment and pondered the difficulty of precision rice work, poms Natsuki's shoulder with a good smile.

"Well, I'll try my best..."

I started cooking slightly anxiously, about half an hour later.

That should be called a nutty, or let it smell specific to the rice, and it was cooked well.

Plump and twinkle, 'Subtly different scales?' I just felt it, and it looked well freshly cooked white rice.

Put that on a bowl where the nuts are slightly deeper, on the table.

Toya and Yuki grow a spoon quickly.

"Well, let's try it!

"Yeah. You look delicious."

So I took it and tried it.

The flavour is definitely white rice.

Less sweet when chewed, tastes a bit like cheap rice, but I can eat enough.

However, because each grain is large, there is a difference in toothpick, and I'm a little concerned... is that acceptable?

"You can eat without a problem. Wouldn't it be nice to buy this in?

"I agree. I can't say it's the best, but it's Better, if this is it."

"How about Mary and Meatier?

"It tastes a little different... it's delicious, isn't it?

"It doesn't taste like it!

To Natsuki's question, Mary replied that she cared, a little questionable but delicious, whereas Meatier's thoughts were honest.

"Oh, right. That's not good enough."

"It's like bread. It's a staple."

"I'm convinced..."

Though convinced, Meatier's eyebrows drop and his ears and tails seem just too bad for him.

"Nao, Toya, it's time for lunch, and go to the square and get the right stuff at the stall. Something that's not going to be rice."

"Rajah."

As we lifted our hips to Hulka's words, Meatier quickly raised her hand.

"I want to go too!

"Then take Meetia with you. What about Mary?

As soon as Hulka gave her permission to watch her cook the rice, she turned her gaze toward Mary, but Mary was slightly lost and then shook her head.

"Wow, I'm watching. That's for future meals, right?

The awareness seemed to prevail over the stall that if we were not able to help cook.

I want to go, it's clear, but, well, we still have four days in this town.

You should take him again.

If you're a meetier - when are you going to do it, hanging your hand on the door knob at the entrance to the room, waiting as you step on it.

Me and Toya looked at each other and laughed bitterly, prompting Meetia to leave the inn.

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When we came back to the inn, the other kind of small grain had already been cooked and the medium grain of rice had just been cooked.

"Welcome back. Did it look delicious?

"I have some rice. I bought some grilled chicken or something."

A baked chicken stung with diced chicken on a skewer, very ordinary looking, but more expensive than oak meat, etc.

I didn't sell the sauce, so it's salt, but it would still go with white rice.

In addition, I found the mackerel so I bought it as well.

It doesn't have a rounded crust, but it's a little flat skewer that connects like a five-flat cake.

I never saw mince in Lafan, but the food varies considerably from region to region.

"And because there was powder, so was that. Dinner's not enough."

What Toya bought was a thin baked bread with vegetables and meat on it and rounded it up.

Tacos, burritos, things like that if you say it stylishly.

From me, it's a meal-type crepe.

"Me bought this!

If you're meatier, spare ribs.

Four pieces of meat with big bones.

I don't know what kind of meat it is but it smells good, I stared at the stall and was caught by Meetia who stopped moving and even stopped at Toya's feet, so I bought it in.

... Really, there are a lot of delicious looking shops, this town.

"Shall we eat that instead? I just cooked the middle grain."

The women quickly arrange the plates on the table and serve what we have bought there.

As far as boned meat is concerned, one bottle at a time before the Toyas and the Beasts, the other four easily cut the remaining bottle and divide it into plates.

"The rest is rice, right? Let's split this up."

The cooked rice seems to have been kept in a magic bag for each pan and is still hot.

And rice shall be served from the pan upon a plate which shall be laid before them, and the middle-grain shall be served next to it, by Yuki.

"Okay, I'll take it"

"" "I'll have it" "

Pretty tasty looking lunch, but I haven't forgotten my purpose.

Let's start with a small grain of rice, Pacri.

... This one's a little less sticky, huh?

I don't know if it's a variety or how to cook it, but even the same small grains have less surface stickiness and are a little toothy this time.

I feel a little stiff just because the grain is big, but this is not bad.

Isn't it suitable for mixed rice objects, like cooked rice?

Reset the inside of your mouth with baked chicken and water, then go to the medium grain.

This one... obviously has a broken surface.

You didn't fail to cook, did you?

When placed in the mouth, the surface is still quite soft, like a little melted porridge. Now the center part has a slight toothpick….

The taste itself is not bad, so it may not be bad if it makes it completely porridge.

It's not usually good for eating though.

Or will it improve depending on how you cook?

Let's hope for the Hulkas.

Now boned meat and an intermission with burritos.

Wait a while, the last large grain that was in the middle of cooking is handed out.

"This is again... awesome"

"You're a mochi. It's completely integrated."

Even when serving on a plate, if you don't use two spoons, you can't pull it off.

Even if you try it, it's still mochi...... no, netoneto?

If you think it's something like this, it doesn't taste bad.

"Totally melted rice cake."

"If you're going to eat this, you'll have to steam it. It's good news that you're going to be able to make rice cakes."

The last flattens the leftover dishes and the tasting and lunch ends.

I've been pretty happy with the rice for a long time, but the quantity wasn't enough.

And it's not as touching and tearful as that.

The Hulkas usually make dishes that make you feel like Japan.

... If it weren't for the soy sauce-like inspiration sauce, it might have been something else.

"The conclusion is that we eat as rice, even small grains."

After the meal cleanup was over, relaxed in bed and at ease, that's what Harka said.

And no one seems to disagree with that conclusion, us all snorting.

Oh, not Mary and Meatier.

After all, the two of them were like this one, 'I'll eat when I get out, but I don't dare to want to'.

In other words, if there is meat, I feel that there is no dissatisfaction.

"Are large grains secured for rice cakes? I still want to eat New Year's Eve."

"I agree. But you may also be able to use medium grains, so buy them. You don't mind if I give you the money."

"No, I think we should get that out of the common cost...... Nao, you bought this rice in the morning market, right? You're not out anymore, are you?

"There may be a store for sale, but the outhouse was gone."

Earlier, there was a stall where we bought lunch, and the area around it was where the morning market was.

Neither side of the road that was lined up in the outdoor store can naturally be left open because the store is normally open during the day.

Probably licensed business in the morning only.

"You can look for a store, but you don't have to do that either, do you? It would be safer to buy the same variety."

"Right. Again, I'd like to avoid refined rice by hand."

"Well, get up early tomorrow and go buy some. I'm talking about some rare spices and stuff, and I'm looking forward to it."

"Uh, I want Hulka to use that spice and make a curry, if possible, but you can't?

To my impotence, Halka is silent for a while.

I do my hand on my jaw like I'm having a little trouble.

"... I've never made curry powder by mixing spices, even if I've ever used canned curry powder. All I know is, at best, turmeric, chili, cardamom..."

"Cumin, there's Galam Masala, too."

To the spices mentioned by Haruka, Yuki also adds, but Nutsuki blocks it.

"Oh, Yuki, Galam Masala is about the spice mix, right? Nutmeg, cloves, cinnamon, pepper, and more."

"Oh, really? I didn't know..."

"Chili powder and a few other spices mixed together, too. On the contrary, allspice is a single spice."

Haruka and Yuki nod to Natsuki's bean knowledge, "That's right," but I'm not familiar with it in the first place.

"Except for the cardamom, it was in our kitchen, but the difficulty is that it's powdered, so I don't know the original shape."

By the way, all I know is about pepper and chili.

Oh, Turmeric's a UConn, isn't he? I know that.

I've seen shops selling only dried uranium with a big sign called 'UConn!'.

Was that formed as a business...?

And then... have you seen cinnamon, too, cinnamon sticks?

Is that a thinly peeled tree from that rolled shape?

"Cloves are also called typescripts, and they're characteristic, so you know what I mean, right?

"That's just it."

Hulka and Yuki laugh bitterly at Natsuki's words... why?

I thought I'd ask, and Clove is shaped like a small nail, and he stabs it in the ingredients and uses it.

Seriously.

Such clutter (?) I didn't know there were spices.

"Nutmeg, cardamom and cumin are species, so you'll have to judge them by the smell. Instead of that, you will need to look for spices with similar smells and flavors because they don't necessarily have the same thing"

"Curry is a curry. Because it has all kinds of flavors," Where curry! 'If we don't limit ourselves to it, can we make something like that? In polar terms, curry if it smells spicy, right?

"I don't know if you're arguing or abusive, but you can't deny it."

"Agreed. Because I miss it deeply."

When asked, "What are the components of a curry?" I do feel like there is nothing but “spicy.”

In Japan, there is an image of “the scent of curry", but in India, they are free to blend spices in each household, and the smell varies?

"Is this a delicious story?

He found out in our conversation that we were talking about food, and he came into our conversation with interest.

"That might be a delicious story. It's a little hard though."

"You can't be hard!

Meatier makes a batten with her hands and shakes her neck full.

Occasionally, meatiers who aren't childish are also childish in taste, because the spicy fish that came out for dinner yesterday, I couldn't eat those either in the end.

"It's okay, 'cause there's sweet curry too"

"Is it sweet? I like sweets."

Meatier smiles all the time, but sweet curry costs a lot.

Because the fruit is expensive.

Oh, but in our case, can we collect it ourselves?

Besides the dungeon, it's dindle season.

"Ma, why don't you buy in all kinds of spices and make them as you like? If you make a lot of it, you'll be able to taste it."

"Right. Fortunately, there's plenty of room."

The price of spices is never cheap, but it's not nearly as low as "comparable to gold”.

Assuming you spend more than one gold coin per meal as an ingredient cost, I don't think it's useless if you're going to be able to eat a curry, rather, as much as I can pay for it.

At least I think it's a more meaningful use than going to a whorehouse like Toya and melting dozens of gold coins in a matter of hours.