911 Fa's House Supper ① - Lew's House Study Group

Having brought back a number of ingredients from Gerd to the woods, we decided to take a moment to study them.

All of a sudden, 18 new ingredients appeared when vegetables, fruits, seasonings, and even liquor, intestinal meat, and cheese were flickered. Even before, whenever new ingredients appeared, we had a busy day - this was just the first time we had ever welcomed so many ingredients.

Fortunately, vegetables, fruits, etc. seem to be all user-friendly. Neither Yural Pa like an onion, Farna like a pine nut, Pele like a cucumber, Dru like a turnip, or Meles like a corn had any trouble handling me. Watches like Summer Micah and Amantha like Blueberry, that would be similar.

Hence, it was still vanilla and seasonings that took a lot of time to study.

Even here, it can be roughly applied to spices and seasonings that I know of. but even if they are similar, they are not identical, and it is still a big deal to throw new herbs and seasonings in the flavors we have put together so far. "Now it's done! This was a delightful and troubling development because it opened up new avenues for the dishes that were satisfying.

But of course, it is the Kamadoku numbers by the woods who are able to exalt such troubles with joy.

At least, the members close to me were all excited about the advent of new ingredients. Sheila-Lou, who had a slightly weaker face in Castle Town, is also now working hand in hand with Raina-Lou and others to encourage research. The same was true of Yun-Sudra and Malfira-Naham and Ray-Matua, who could not accompany the castle towns.

Thus, not long after all five days have passed - it is the tenth day of the month of tea.

Two guests came from Castle Town when the street business that day was coming to an end. And it was Pratica the cook of Gerd, and Nicolas the disciple of Jan.

"Oh, Pratica. That's a lot of hisabi stuff."

Having already finished selling my stalls, I was supposed to welcome them in the Blue Sky Dining Room. Nicola had also been out to the boarding town yesterday, but it was the first time she had faced Pratica in six days. With "Giva Curry" and "Giva Meat Flavored Grilled" in both hands, Pratica nodded "Yes," with a harsh, unmistakable look that felt a little nostalgic.

"Until now, I'm sorry I haven't been able to greet you. Asta, magnificent, above all."

"Yes. You look good there, too. For the last five days, you've been trained at a restaurant in Castle Town, haven't you? That's what I heard from Castle Genos."

On the working day of the stall, the envoy of Castel Genos had visited the Inn Town every day to buy Giva dishes for the Arvach and the others. And it was told within yesterday that Pratica and Nicola would visit the woodland today, and that at night the Arvach and the others would also come to Fa's house.

"How was the restaurant in Castle Town? As a matter of fact, I've only been to the Silver Star Hall in Varcus."

"Yes. It was meaningful. … but" Silver Star Hall ", visited, declined"

"Oh, really? If it's Varcus, I thought I'd be happy to invite Pratica..."

Inviting Platica comes with the privilege of getting a more attentive lecture on new ingredients. Varcus and I should have changed the color of our eyes for the new ingredients - Platica sipped 'Giva Curry' and then shook her neck sideways.

"My advice, unnecessary, has been pronounced. And now, because of the new ingredients, I was told to refrain from visiting the chef for a while."

"Oh I see...... I'm sure it was enough for Varcus to mouth the dish of Platica's prepared tasting. It's not that we don't need Platica's help, it's that we've already enjoyed the benefits."

I made him follow up like that, but Platica's eyes had a swirling light of dissatisfaction. Apparently, Alvach was hustling in Genos that me and Vulcus were Platica's apprenticeships. And when the Vulcus was marvelous, it was a matter of seeking dissatisfaction.

"Whatever it is, I'm happy to welcome Platica to the woods again. Best regards, Nicolas"

"Yes," they nodded at the same time.

Platica was faceless, Nicolas had the difference of Buddha's top surface, but both names have some similar parts. Was it not affectionate and intuitive? If I bumped into Zwei-Rutim here, a rather delightful trio was about to form.

"... Speaking of which, how old was Nicola?

Nicola, who had a serious face and rinsed 'Tarapa and Mallory-tailored stew', said, "What?" and gave him a grumpy face.

"What is it? It was so abrupt that I ate it."

"I'm sorry about that. It was just curiosity, so you don't have to answer -"

"I am seventeen years old."

That's all I'm saying, I'm going to focus on cooking again.

If I were seventeen, would I be, well, a lot more like a child's face, which seems to be about ten centimeters smaller than a thirteen-year-old Pratica, but that's something I can't help because the other person is a people of the east. The remarkable Nicolas, who cut brown curly hair into shorter pieces and blindfolded it on white skin, was a girl with a complex background: she was stripped of her aristocratic identity and became a servant of the Count Dalaim family.

"... not only the restaurant, but yesterday, Count Dalaim's house, the cook, I'm sorry to bother you"

And that's what Pratica told me during the meal.

"Chef Yang, hands-on, it was brilliant, I think. Delicate, and streamlined."

"Really? Jan is a dear friend, so I'm proud to hear you say that."

"... except the cook of Genos, I don't know, odd, I think. I, the cook of the territory visited, hands-on, totally different."

"Are you a cook from another territory in the West Kingdom? It's that way for me, I can't imagine at all... but I guess Genos is a bit of a special land pattern. This may be due to the complicated history of being able to handle only a very limited number of people until a short while ago, even though there are plenty of ingredients available in the east and south."

"Yes. Everyone, experimental, I think. I am greatly inspired and inspired."

Pratica's purple eyes seemed to have a flame of fighting flames on them.

After enjoying such a conversation for a while, the stall is closed safely. It was an accomodation town that completely restored calm, but the food never sold off again today.

Take Pratica and Nicola down the street to the south. Pratica spoke sharply when she plugged around the middle of the outdoor area.

"This one, different dishes, seems to be for sale. It's my first look."

"Oh, it's been a few days since the innkeepers stopped by and started serving food stalls. You would have heard of Pratica, too, right?

"... Yes. I was losing it. This is a noteworthy dish, does it exist?

"Yeah, some stalls must be serving pretty high quality food."

I guess business hours are coming to an end in this neighborhood. But the buzz at noon felt as though it was still drifting as heat.

There are about ten stalls on offer, and a small but also blue sky dining room is set up. Again, you thought it would take authentic dishes with dishes to counter the stalls by the woods as well. Over there, I saw a customer still bickering.

"Uh, I'm here, I'm here! Look, it looks like the Astas are out of business, too!

and you can hear Yumi's energetic voice from the corner of the stall.

I looked back at you and I said, "Is that it?" I was to raise my voice. By the Okonomiyaki stall served by Westwind Pavilion, a group of people from the woods were consolidated.

"Oh, was it already such an inscription? You've been in my way a long time."

"You can say it! My legs will calm down at this hour. Come visit me anytime you feel like it again!

"Uhm. I'm going to let you stop by again sometime"

Speaking that way with Yumi was a small man - nothing short of Ravitz's eldest brother - who drooled his golden brown hair like a fallen martial arts man.

Ravitz's eldest brother whispers something to the rest of his countrymen before approaching here with a chick. Its dimpled golden pot Manako watched Pratica first.

"Oh, who do you think it was, Gerd's kamado number? I haven't seen him in a while, but are you willing to come to the woods again?

"Yes. What are you doing?

"Me? I was checking out the lodging town. Because Ravitz's blood is a period of rest."

Yes, as the people of Ravitz had declared at the Harvest Festival, they went down to the lodging town in such numbers every day.

No, not only Ravitz's blood family, but memes and sung people as well. That's the same thing. In the morning, he visits Fa's house to visit your work, and then goes down to the lodging town to deepen ties with the inhabitants. It was just what Pratica started after he pulled into the castle town.

"Right. This evening, another one of Gerd's nobles will be visiting Fa's house. You're coming with me."

"Yes, Your Lords, before sunset, I will visit. We're a cooking tour."

"Us? … are you also a guest?

Ravitz's eldest brother looks back at Nicolas loosely. Nicolas had managed to be careless because she had a difficult appearance of softness.

"... I serve the Earl of Dalaim, my name is Nicolas. Today we will be taking a tour of the cook by the woods with Pratica."

"Kuriya? Oh, how long has it been?... you're not a nobleman, are you?

"Yes, I am a samurai and will be the cooking number"

"Right. I don't even know what kind of mouth to use with nobles. If you're noble, you're lucky."

That being said, Ravitz's eldest brother smiled hazy.

Those eyes will look at me again.

"I forgot to tell you in the morning, but I was thinking of letting you guys see your work today, too. As a partitioner, can you forgive me?

"Huh? Am I done testing the lodging town?

"For today, I've had enough. They're going to learn how to play songs."

It was only in the morning that they offered a tour of the cooking, and it was the first time they had asked to visit the study group at this hour.

No reason at all to say no, but at the same time, I wasn't in a position to grant forgiveness.

"Actually, it was a day off at the Lou's to hold a study group. I'm sorry, can you get the Lew family to forgive me?

"Well, the Lew family! Getting into the chieftaincy muscle is a pretty tight thought!

Saying it that way, Ravitz's eldest brother laughs all the time. Though the chances of being face-to-face thus increased since the Harvest Festival, the inside was hard to read opponent.

"One should beg for forgiveness would be the companion of the chiefs who bind the women. So, I'll wait in front of Lou's settlement, so can we get a hold of him?

"Huh? Then you can come with me in your luggage."

"No, no, no, if I and others get on board, other people will be upset.... or when there are all the women around, they smell like women. Running back to the woods will also be a training exercise, so notice is unnecessary."

So Ravitz's eldest brother just disappeared across the crowd.

This one walks down the street relaxing and I'll keep my voice to Nicola.

"Apparently, the number of spectators has increased again. But don't worry, I'm one of your friends."

"... Yes. Don't worry, this is the one who asked for a tour of the cook."

That's how we returned the stall at Kimmus's Tail Pavilion, and then we set out to go to the woodside with our luggage.

It was Malfira-Naham who apologized to me on the way there.

"Duh, duh, I'm sorry. I think it was in Ravitz's eldest brother's ear that I was making all this noise about the study group."

"Hmm? Was Malfira-Naham making all this noise?

"Ha, yes. Oh, now that I can handle so many novel ingredients, I feel like I'm stuck."

"Haha. There's nothing to apologize for. I'm so proud of my feelings because we're all going to be together."

Then Platica's voice also approached from behind.

"What about new ingredients? Was it used, conceived, or not?

"Yeah, roughly. But that's all there is to it. I can't run out of sampling tongue."

"Really? Astas, I was very curious about how you used it and how you devised it. I look forward to the study group, dinner, together."

Pratica's voice was filled with inner enthusiasm.

As long as we can live up to such Pratica's expectations, we will be happy to do so.

Eventually, when we arrived at the settlement of Lew, Ravitz's eldest brother was waiting for us there for a moment. He would have rushed through a distance of about 45 minutes if he walked, but he also looks totally sweaty.

"I've been waiting for you. I want to take over as a bundle of women."

"Yes! Then Limi will guide you!

Rimi-Lou, who jumped off your platform, chuckles at Ravitz's eldest brother. Limi-Lu was also set to bond with him in the last few days.

Everyone wanted to participate in the study group today, so they will board the settlement of Luu in three luggage cars. As I had wished the day before about Pratica and Nicola's visit, Mother Meer Ray welcomed me immediately.

"Welcome to Lew's house. You must be hitting on me. Raina and I have been waiting a long time."

Nicolas praises him in a solemn manner. More than a month had already passed since she attended the Luu family feast.

After an exchange of greetings with Pratica, who is also the first in a few days, Mother Meer Ray turns to Ravitz's eldest brother. When Rimi-Lou explained her history, Mother Meer Ray smiled heavily, "Oh yeah," she said.

"It's unusual for a man to wish for a look at his job. Go ahead, take a look."

"Uhm. Thank you from the bottom of my heart for that warmth"

The eldest brother of Ravitz praised him with a serious face, either because he was the companion of the chief.

If you have deposited the knife and poison weapon, it is a cabin - but of course, it is impossible to storm with this number of people. When studying at the Lew family home, many women also gather from their families' houses.

Only skilled Kamadoku will participate in the testing of new ingredients, and the rest of the face will be scattered into the branch house. Five people were allowed to participate by this side: me, Tour-Din and Yun-Sudra, Malfila-Naham and Ray-Matua.

Rimi-Lou and Sheila-Lou and Zwei-Rutim and Mime, along with Raina-Lou and Michele, who were not on stall duty, are waiting for us from the Luu bloodline. It will be a very rough face.

"I've been waiting for you, Nicola on Pratica. Thank you for your time today."

Raina-Lou welcomed the Platicas with an uncontrolled smile. And the hand points to Michel on the top of the Buddha.

"Nicola had a feast, but Platica should be the first. This is Michelle, the family of Lew's family and Mim's father."

"Yes. It's an honor to meet you, I think."

Pratica beckoned with such a tight face. We had heard from Alvach and the others beforehand about Michelle's identity. And how brilliant an arm his daughter Mim had was proven in street food.

"... such a greeting would not be necessary for an old man like me. Come on, let's get started."

Shaken by Michelle, Raina-Lou nodded "Yes". In the Lew family study group, it is common for Raina-Lou or Sheila-Lou to divide up.

"Then again today, you will be the test for new ingredients. I just needed Pratica, so I'd like to proceed with the vanilla test first."

"Yes, I will answer any questions you have."

"Thank you. Actually, I wanted to talk to you about the herbs you use for your bowel meat."

With new ingredients, everyone was daunting, but Raina-Lou's willingness among them did not allow the others to follow. Its eyes, staring at Platica, are filled with the light of anticipation and joy.

"Even in Castle Town before, we asked you about the type of vanilla used for gut meat in gamma. With that in mind, I've rubbed the prototype...... can you see how it tastes?

Rayna-Lew offered me a wooden dish. Boiled and cut into rings, the intestinal meat is piled up. It was already ready for everyone in this room.

There seemed to be some excess, and Ravitz's eldest brother, a jumping tourist, could also speak. His eyes are opened.

"This guy is delicious. In my house, yes, I don't even get a chance to say something called intestinal meat... I see you're working on vanilla in the meat beforehand"

"Yes. The intestinal meat of the beast named Gama, spoken of in Castle Town, was delicious, so I referred to it. It's just... the quality of the meat is different in Giva and Gama, so we didn't get the kind of harmony we thought we would get."

I tried to taste it too, but it did feel like the vanilla was too nice.

Pratica, who had carefully ascertained the flavour, eventually concurs with "yes".

"As much as giva meat, gamma meat, smells, shouldn't be. Vanilla, aroma, too strong, tastes like giva meat, inhibits, feels"

"Yes, we thought so, too. I guess I can't ask for the same flavor because of the different types of vanilla originally, but I think the extra aroma is too strong nonetheless"

In the vanilla delivered from Gerd this time, only one species was used for intestinal meat: Myanz, which resembled sage. There are a number of other vanilla in Gerd, but they were not chosen as items in the trade because similar types existed in Gigi and were already in circulation in Genos.

So Rayna-Lu and the others, based on information obtained from Pratica, used vanilla like Gigi to rub this intestinal meat - unfortunately, it was not a prosperity that extended to the intestinal meat of the gamma spoken in the castle town.

"Myanz and Pico leaves seem indispensable. But the other two kinds of vanilla don't seem to be harmonious at all."

"Yes. They, to smell, to erase, are used. Giva meat, odor, less, so it won't be necessary. Rather, the flavor of meat, it's killing me."

"Right. I just don't think Mintz and Pico leaves are enough… What do you think Asta?

"Right.... What about trying Myrmu or Kerr roots or something instead of sticking to Sim's vanilla? Both go well with Giva meat, so if you don't want to collide with the smell of Mintz, I think it's pretty good."

"Is it Myrmu or Kerr's root? I didn't think of that."

Raina-Lou became such a serious face that he pondered. In my head, I guess I'm diligently rubbing the prototype.

"Mm-hmm. If it's Myrmu or Kerr's root, I'm sure it enhances the taste of Giva meat. It's just... that feeling I felt when I ate Gamma's intestinal meat... that the unique refreshing flavor of vanilla is still not enough..."

Then Michelle took up the wood dish on the workbench.

"Then why don't you use this vanilla called Bukela? If Mintz is indispensable, then he's something like it."

"Is it Bukela," Raina-Lou looked surprised.

A buquera is a vanilla that has a scent similar to that of a yomogi.

"I do think Bukela is a little bit like Myanz. But do you get any changes by using similar vanilla?

"Even if it's similar, it's not exactly the same. That kind of overlap should create something called depth."

When Michelle took up another wooden plate, she took Bukela and Myanz apart there with a wooden spoon.

Stir it gently, then lean your nose over the wood dish.

"Hmm. How superior would it be to mix Myanz and Myanz"

"Oh, indeed… a mixture of similar scents is creating a new scent"

Raina-Lou has sparkled his eyes and turned wood plates on the other Kamado numbers as well.

Indeed, the difference is historical. It was unclear what the difference would do to the intestinal meat, but it seemed worth a try.

"It would also be a pleasure to mix in Myrmu and Kerr roots. However, there is a risk that the pain will come first. I guess we should add and subtract the amount of Pico leaves."

"Yes! Then I'm going to change the amount of each and make a few! Ladies and gentlemen, we'll have another taste in three days!

Apparently, Raina-Lou felt a response to this proposed improvement, which was almost facial.

"So let's get this far for the intestinal meat. I am lost in the handling of this vanilla called Myan... how about Asta?

Because Michelle and Sheila-Lou and I have always had a debate, Raina-Lou seemed to speak up to me.

I was preparing an answer to this question, so I say, "Right."

"I've been thinking about it a lot, but I thought it might be interesting to try using it in the same shape without rubbing it off."

"Huh? Do you use vanilla, still in the form of leaves?

"Yeah. The dried vanilla also softens when it hits the water, so that makes it seem more user-friendly."

In more evidence than in theory, I let some Myang soak in water.

Myanmar, which has a large leaf flavour, is a round leaf about 10 cm in diameter. The cockroaches and buqueras collapse when soaked in water, but Myan and Myanz sucked in the water and regressed to a state that was probably before it was dried.

After a while, I pull Myan's leaves up onto the slab. It was probably in a wrinkly condition, but the fact that it could now be cut or folded had already been proven at Fa's house.

"Round this up with thinly chopped giva meat, for example, and fry and grill. That was delicious enough."

That's how I explained it, and I let him rub the tasting.

Scissor the Myan leaves between thinly chopped rose meats, roll them around and cover with fuwano flour. Seasoning would be enough for now with salt and pico leaves. If you fried and grilled it with leten oil, it's done.

When rounded giva meat is cut into rings, a layer of meat and Myan peeks from the cross section. These looks were also flavors of roll-wrapped flavors.

"Myan seems to get a lot of flavor after passing too much heat. I guess this is more effective than using it in a simmer or juice."

Everyone had a bright look when they tasted it.

"It's delicious! Again, I think this tastes like never before!

That's what Ray-Matua said in a puppy-shaking style.

"Don't you? ♪ And I make you laugh. ♪

"Guiba meat has a strong flavour, so it would be better to use so many Myan leaves too, wouldn't it be effective? I think Kimmus' meat would keep the dose down a little bit."

"Is Asta devising a use for Myan, even in Kimmus dishes?

"Yeah. I think it would be delicious if you refined Myan leaves in the Kimmus Meat Pavilion."

It was also Kamadoku's role at Moribe to devise a usage in the Inn Town.

"And then try finely chopping it raw and sprinkling it over meat dishes, or using it as an ingredient in your dressing... whatever it is, it might be interesting to try it on pancakes. I'm sure this goes well with dried kiki."

"I see. That's Asta, isn't it?... Again, did Asta's hometown have ingredients similar to Myanmar's?

"Yeah. I'm just using that privilege, so I'm not impressed."

"No. Just like Michelle, who learned in Castle Town, or Pratica, who learned in Gerd, I guess it's also Asta's unbridled power. I want to thank Asta again and again for the good fortune she has learned."

Again, more tense than usual, Raina-Lou has been staring at me as I say it that way.

His eyes soon turn to Malfira-Naham.

"So how about Malfira-Naham? Yesterday at Fa's house, too, you worked on testing for new ingredients, didn't you?

"Huh? Yes. However, even if I speak, it is inexplicable..."

"That's not true. I told you at the Harvest Festival that Malfira-Naham should speak more of his thoughts, right?

Rayna-Rue insisted as she strongly twinkled her blue eyes.

"I would, among other things, like to hear Malfila-Naham's opinion on vanilla. Let us know how you feel about the four new herbs."

"Ha ha ha... Actually, I'm thinking about using a new vanilla for the dish of vanilla served at the harvest festival..."

That's how the study group that day was going to get more and more incandescent.

The three eldest brothers, Pratica, Nicolas and Ravitz, were each looking at each of those Kakadu numbers with interest.