63 ⑥ Tasting meeting

And - it is night.

This was the third dinner in the Lew family.

Already the family takes their seats and the plates of meals are arranged.

The menu is about the same as two days ago.

Giva steak, loin and momomo meat. Ribs are secured for the feast.

Aria and Tino's, giva soup. Only two kinds of vegetables because it is not a feast.

Baked Poitan.

So, the only difference is prototype number one of "Poitan Soup".

The last time Grandma Ziva took a seat, I decided to raise my voice "Um".

"The pot on the lower side over here is a prototype for the feast. This is not considered a Luu family dinner, just enjoy it if you feel like it. To be honest, the product is still under study, so the flavour is not complete."

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"But well, I also want as many people as possible to see the flavor because I'm not going to be able to get a taste of it. So, I was wondering if it would be very helpful if you had any thoughts."

"... what are you talking about?

And the head of the family said it seemed like a pain in the ass.

"This one's asking Rutim to help me.... Lara, distribute it to everyone"

"What!? Why would I do that?

"It's your turn today, isn't it? You're the closest, you pour."

While he reveals his dissatisfaction all over his face, Lara-Luu nevertheless pours the 'Poitan Soup (Prototype No. 1)' into the wood dish with stiffness.

"... Kamadu number of Fa's house"

"Yes. What is it?

"You made a deal with the eldest brother of the Rutim family. Lou's house listened to Rutim's house wishes. That's not all there is to it, there's been some kind of connection between Lew's house and you."

"Yes, you're right"

"... if you know, you do your job"

I'm sure that means don't distract yourself from the extra, but it's a little frustrating because it's the same intimidation.

Or maybe there's still some reluctance or inconsistency in me about the Lou family, and Donda-Lou has spotted that?

Thinking about it, I'm still angry. … my, immaturity.

"... thank you for the grace of the forest..." Donda-Lou snaps familiar words.

"... set the fire, thank Meer Ray, Sati Ray, Lara, Asta and get life tonight..."

That's how the dinner and tasting began.

After that, I was also set to stand by the dismantling of the two-headed Gibba brought home by the main unit of the Lou family and the men of Rutim, so today's meal was also made almost by the hands of my family.

I taught him well when it came to meat dishes, including hamburgers for Grandma Ziva, but the actual work was done at the hands of the women.

So the only thing I've done from start to finish is this prototype number one.

The first person to raise his voice was Rimi-Lou.

"Is that it? Is this just one drink?," he raises a startled voice as he peeks into the iron pan on the lower side of the already extinguished fire.

"Oh. Because it's only a prototype. One head, maybe two thirds of a poiton."

"Hmm. Well," he said, not too bad, placing an empty wood dish.

"Taste better, how was it?

"Huh? Hmmm...... I'm not sure"

Right. If you're not sure, there's only one way.

Whether the presumption that Poitan juice is still unpleasant when it cools, your family seemed to tease the prototype at an early stage.

Even if I sneak up on that look - Tito Minh woman has a suspicious face, Vina sister has no expression, my next sister Raina-Lou has a puzzled face, Rud-Lou has an obvious stiff side, and - this makes me quite anxious to get ahead.

Incidentally, the sentiment of the third person as if they had tried it first was "something missing".

So, I don't have the skills to read the rest of the men's insides.

In the meantime, Ai-Fa, who, like everyone else, was silently proceeding with the food, put the wood plate down.

If you look at it, it looks like you finished the prototype.

"Ah, Ai-Fa, how does it taste -"

"Unpleasant."

That.

It seems kind of unscrupulous and unhappy.

This was my first conversation since noon because I've been around for a long time. Did something happen while I was gone?

"... so what was this poitan juice?

And, after about half an hour or so, it was Grandma Tito Min who had asked when it was time for the majority of humans to finish their meals.

"Yes. I'm researching a Poitan soup that's easier to drink than before. This time, we've only got Guigo, Tino and salt."

"Was there a Gigo in there? He didn't even notice."

I don't know who Gigo is yet.

It's just that my closest to feeling was "Yapotato".

When boiled, it melts and collapses, creating a viscous ghigo juice. If you eat it as it is, it's just a little dirty. And a few fibers remain.

So, it doesn't taste like flavor, but when I boiled it with Poitan, the taste softened a lot because the viscosity offset the powderiness.

The next step is to try it with a few different vegetables, select the tino that was the easiest, and taste it with rock salt.

I'm still only in the basement stage, how would you guys have been?

"Well... you have to drink," said Lady Tito Ming.

"I don't hate it," said Mother Meer Ray.

"It doesn't look like food, does it," said Sati Ray-Luu.

"I don't know," Vina-Lou said.

"It's easy to drink," Raina-Lou said.

"I feel like I'm about to make it," Lara-Lew said.

"... I'm not sure," Rimi-Lou said.

No, well, it's basement, so it's about to be made.

After all, cooking that is neither tasty nor unpleasant seems to be difficult to twist your thoughts.

The meat buns I ate in Inn Town were just like that.

"I don't know why I have to eat something like this. Don't make it boring. I hope so."

and Rudd-Lou said so with his most dissatisfied face.

But then soon, now I laugh so hard.

"But instead, the roasted poiton over here tasted unscrupulous, didn't it? I accidentally ate three of them."

"Oh, yeah! That was so delicious! Fluffy, moist and full of rims. Ah!

"Oh, I tried mixing the gigo over there, too. I had a lot better texture after baking and eating the failures I was studying."

With that said, mixing potatoes with okonomiyaki makes me fluffy, was there a story about that? Whatever, this was a delightful miscalculation - but my subject is only Poitan as a broth.

Then the words of admiration for the baked Poitan went off, and apparently my opinions about the prototype had stopped already.

By the way, currently, Ai-Fa is helping Ziba-Lou eat. If Meer Ray-Luu and Ziba-Lu, who were under Ziba-Lu until then, are finished eating, dinner is over.

"I'm sorry I let you eat food that isn't even tasty, even though it's a prototype. We hope you'll join us tomorrow without this."

When I said that with the intention of closing, Ziza-Lou, who had been silent until then, called me "Asta".

"It was exchanged between Rutim and his parents, Donda, when it comes to cooperation, so you don't have to worry more about it than you need to. It's just... can I give you my opinion on just as much Poitan broth?"

"Yes, of course."

"I'm not sure if it tastes good or bad. But if you're going to eat something like this, I thought you'd better eat the pot you've had. I didn't think so when it came to baked potatoes."

"Really..."

I don't feel well.

Am I going the wrong way?

Silence falls in the hall as it is.

When Ai-Fa tried to get up from under Ziba-Lou, who had finally finished his meal.

The voice sounded.

"... how come there's no meat in it?

It was Donda-Lou.

I'm surprised, a little mumbled, and then I answer.

"Ko, this is only a prototype, so I thought I'd consolidate the foundation first while also looking at compatibility with meat"

"You think you can eat something that's halfway through and throw up even in words that we've noticed?

It's not the same tone as blaming me, but it's the same grumpy voice as always.

"We boil everything in the pan. That's the easiest part. Cook meat with vegetables, even when cooking and eating meat. Sometimes I eat meat alone, but it's impossible to eat vegetable-only broth.... don't make me eat that again"

And Donda-Lou stood up with the sleigh of

"You're done for dinner.... I'm going to bed"

Dismissed, that's a signal.

Kamado clears the dishes and the rest of the family pulls into the private room. When I layered the dishes too because I felt like I couldn't boil them off, Ai-Fa came back with the same grumpy face.

"The Ziva woman is calling," he says, taking away the fur cloak that was placed on the floor, and Ey-Fa just leaves.

Well, it's not my turn tonight. Don't you owe me a meal or something? Or is it more disrespectful to treat a guest? Anyway, when I got back to the empty house, I thought I'd ask why I was upset, and I headed over to Grandma Ziva.

"Asta. Thanks for a delicious meal today. Asta's meal is really delicious..."

"No. Today's hamburger was made by Meer Ray-Lew. Besides, it was Rudd-Lou who judged that meat. I've been giving instructions, too, but seriously, I haven't touched a finger."

"Really? Meer Ray didn't say a word about that..."

"I'm sure you were embarrassed?

Or maybe he's not the type to be proud of his kung fu.

Either way, he sounds like that old man.

"So it's all right now, starting tomorrow. Eat full of delicious food and live much longer, Ziba-Lou"

"I'm glad.... I'm really glad, Asta."

And Grandma Ziva's hand, thin as a dead tree, and warm, took my hand.

Instead, Raina-Lou, who seems to be a role in bringing Grandma Ziva to her bedroom, is moisturizing her eyes a bit.

"You have given light to Lew's house. You've made the joy of life so great for everyone, not just me.... Although there are ten more Blessing Neck ornaments, one of them must be Donda, right?

"... yes," I nodded, opening my eyes like Rayna-Lew had a heartfelt surprise.

"Even that solid donda had to acknowledge your power. You really are a fine person, Asta..."

"That's not true. I'm still half immature."

Then, Grandma Ziva suddenly began to tremble that thin back.

"What's going on? Is it painful?" Raina-Lou hastily grabbed it on its back - but to me, it just seemed like Grandma was laughing.

"... it's not Asta who decides that, I'm sure she's someone around. Yeah, you can live the way you want. You can stay put, Asta..."

"Thank you," he bowed his head.

Overestimation is distressing, but when someone like Grandma Ziva tells me that... after all, my chest gets hot.

"... what Donda was saying..."

"Huh?"

"The pot of Giva that boiled all the ingredients together was, for us, a symbol of life... as young as Raina might not know, but the very act of melting the meat of Giva and all the grace that Giva had gained with her fangs and horns, which for us would gain life.... So what's wrong with broth without giva meat makes me feel like it's not enough...?

"... Yes"

"So if Asta is trying to make a delicious broth for an old man like us... maybe you should think about it..."

"Yes, thank you - thank you"

There was something in the corner of my head.

Meat. Meat, after all.

Soft drinks and the like may not be required by the forest people.

More than that, meat anyway. It's only because of the meat, Giva pan.

Giva pot, a harmony between meat and vegetables.

If I had put that behind me - with four days left, maybe I'd never make it.

"... bye, Asta"

"Yes. Good night. Ziba-Lou"

I said goodbye to Ziba-Lou and Raina-Lou and resumed the cleanup.

(Meat - meat, meat, meat, or...)

I turned my attention to vegetables because of the crackle, but I went back to Giva meat again.

Giva meat, however, is an ingredient worth taking on.

Because of its tremendous local power as an ingredient, it must also be very versatile.

(... but I can't believe I took a hint from Donda-Lou's words)

What a complex mood, like a regrettable delight.

But I think it was only my second brother, Darum-Lou, who was holding back until the end of the day, and it was a fruitful tasting. At this rate, let's make every effort to run for the remaining few days.

In that way, I finish cleaning up after getting a little exhilarated, I leave Lew's house and head to an empty house off the premises.

Speaking of which, you didn't even try to get to Grandma Ziva's bedroom today. I wondered what the hell was going on, and I pulled open the doorboard - it was dark in the room.

"Is that it? Ai-fa? He's not here?

Put the candlestick you borrowed to illuminate your journey to this point inside the room.

Ai-fa, there he is.

As usual, he lies by a wall with a window and turns his back on this one.

For once, are you ill?

Um, an eye-fa like a lump of life?

I became so worried that I rushed to Ai-Fa.

"Ey-fa... are you asleep?

No reply.

But the back with the graceful lines isn't moving much.

According to my rule of thumb, I think sleeping people breathe more heavily, but what do you think?

Anyway, I was anxious and anxious and couldn't wait, so I decided to let Ai-Fa wake me up once, although I remember some strays.

"Hey, Ai-Fa," he says, touching his limp shoulder.

At that moment, with a flat hand that flew at a tremendous rate of reaction, he was occasionally slapped in the back of his hand.

"Go! Are you awake? Then get back to me!

"... asleep"

"No, you're awake! Hey, what the hell's going on? Are you physically ill, too?

Whatever, I could hear Ai-Fa, so half of them could be relieved.

If you notice, the fabric on the T-shirt is as sticky as it is and you are sweating heavily on your back. He was in a lot more hurry than he thought himself. That would be well deserved, as so far Ai-Fa has never acted differently than usual.

Now if I was just stuck with something, I'd just give it to you, and I lowered my back to Ai-Fa's pillow.

"Hey. If you're not feeling well, wake up and look at me. Something's not right today. What the hell happened?

"... says he's asleep"

"No, that's why you're awake! You know, come on, or I'm gonna get mad, too, right?

"... angry?

That.

Um, is it because you can see something like an aura of anger on your back that's as tight as a leather whip but still graceful and feminine?

No, of course it's your fault. I feel the fluctuations of anger as much as I can hear the phonetic sound of "gobble..." No, it's not a cartoon.

"... you told me you'd be angry, now?

Wow.

Its smoothness, which gives rise to a loose half, is like a wild leopard.

I've already loosened my hair, so long hair that flows down my shoulders and back is colorful.

Oh, my God, I can't believe I'm saying this.

"... it's me who's angry"

The blue eyes gleam at me on my round shoulder.

Good. Not the gaze of a hunter.

But I'm so angry.

"Duh, why are you so angry? You've been acting differently since noon, haven't you? You weren't mad until noon, were you?

Or maybe, when Ai-Fa arrived at dusk, he peeked at it for as long as he could before entering the house.

But even so, I haven't committed any failures like buying the wrath of Ai-Fa.

There were three ladies by my side, but there were no happenings like this either. It was the usual feeling with old man Meer Ray, who later joined us, and I have the impression that Sati Ray-Lu and Lara-Lu were both broken down there as often as possible.

"Yeah, there's no one in the dark behind me! If you're angry, tell me why!

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"Hmm? What?

"... Hanba-gu"

"Hamburg? What's wrong with Hamburg?

"... for dinner this evening, Hanba-good, I said"

Huh?

When I realized, Ai-Fa's lips were hanging like children's.

With a hugely angry eye, Ai-Fa was letting her lips hang like a child.

"Hey, wait a minute! Did you promise me that? Because this morning, Ama-Min came..."

"... on my way home yesterday, I did"

Ah.

I remember.

Accommodation On the way home from town. "Tomorrow we'll make it hamburger," he said when it was time for our nostalgic home past the water field. I told you.

Because it's what you've been taunted with a childish shank of face like this.

"Oh, you did! Sorry! I was immersed in research and totally forgot! Today, I explained to the men the dismantling procedure, and they were very kind!

"... I have no mouth to talk to the insane like I made a different promise"

As such, Ai-Fa, he lay down again.

"Promise! You're exaggerating! Hey, don't shave that far with that!... Ouch!

I put my hand on my shoulder and he slapped me again.

"Hey! Sorry! Tomorrow! Tomorrow's the day! Because this time I will never forget! Ai-Fa! Ey-fa!

Like that.

The first day of work for the wedding feast ended in the utmost peace.