Chapter twenty three

It will be during the drying of the pencil.

As Turi came to work, I started to have a cooking number.

However, if you cannot hold a knife or use it for fire, it is still impossible to make the whole process alone. I helped as much as I could and made it with my mother.

Since it’s a lot of work, I want to devise it so that I can eat Japanese food.

My modern knowledge is on fire! I wanted to squirt vigorously, but I couldn’t.

Because it’s a hand-up from the beginning.

I miss Japanese food but have no rice. There is no miso. There is no soy sauce. Naturally, miso and sake are not sold. There’s nothing I can do without seasoning. I don’t think I can make it.

Well, I know how to make miso and soy sauce, too? I know the ingredients. You make it with soybeans, strawberries and salt, right?

I learned the procedure. I went to the Miso factory when I was in elementary school, and actually made this way in the past, so I really took a tour of the corner.

But where is soy beans in this world?

Even if beans may possibly be substituted with other beans, where are they sold?

As expected, it’s scary to make strawberries from things in nature. ‘Cause it’s mold! If you fail a little, the whole family is involved and you are in a straight line of food poisoning.

Even if a cocoon happens to happen, it can’t be scary to brew in that house full of germs, and it will smell, so it must be thrown away before it is made.

I gave up making my own seasoning and thought hard about Japanese food without seasoning.

How about sashimi?

Although there is no soy sauce, isn’t it delicious to eat with salt and citrus juice?

However, the sea seems to be far away here. Even when I went to the market, there were no fresh saltwater fish. Even wakame and seaweed are not sold.

On the contrary, I couldn’t even make a seaweed salad.

The fact that there is no seafood is naturally not kelp. There is no dried shrimp or bonito. I want to make Japanese food, but I can’t get the soup stock. This was really fatal.

I don’t say I want a hoshi. Please give me kelp and bonito.

Cucumber mushroom vinegar, no soy sauce, no sugar, no wine vinegar, so it’s too different to satisfy.

I tried to make it, but it felt sour and it was completely different from the vinegar I thought.

I regretted not being able to do it at all, so I ate cucumber mushrooms, a simple dish that even my child could do.

The salty cucumbers that were so salty that the water was a little drained with salt were a little pickled. On the contrary, when I thought that I could be satisfied with something like Japanese food, I missed white rice too much and cry.

By the way, millet bread and salted cucumber mokudoki were not very compatible with each other because they were not so strong.

Rice, rice and Japanese food! Someone have Japanese food! Bless Japanese food!

Because of the cucumbers, I wanted to eat Japanese food too much, so I decided to try fishing on the river and making something that looks like Japanese food.

I have no choice but to dry the fish. Let’s catch fish in the river and make dried fish. If you bring salt and sprinkle it, it may be somehow. …… I want you to manage it.

“Hey, Lutz. I want to catch a fish, can I catch this river?”

“I think it’s impossible for Mine”

As Lutz said, the result was a defeat.

Fishing fish is difficult.

I brought a fish caught by Lutz in front of me.

“Look, I caught it, but what are you going to do?”

“Can I get it?”

“Okay, I don’t need this”

“Lutz. Can Lutz fire, can I cook it? I want to grill it with salt.”

♪ I can’t stand the fish that Lutz has caught, and I eat it with salt grilled like a salmon.

Odor!

Bitter!

First!

¡I ate a bite and frowned unintentionally. Strange. It tastes more muddy than I thought.

Why does it smell so much?

¡Lutz was looking at his eyebrows when he was looking for his memory and leaning his head.

“If I don’t cook properly, does it smell like that?”

“… Odor”

This fish smells. I was glad to tell you earlier.

The other was whisked with a knife. The Japanese kitchen knife is different and it has become a little tattered, but there should be no problem with the taste.

stab with a shaved stick and let it dry. It might be possible with dried fish.

When I left it to be sun-dried and picked up a strawberry, it was so clapper that I couldn’t eat it. Apparently, the water has evaporated too much.

“Mine, what is this?”

“… Dried fish that has been dried too much. It can no longer be eaten as dried fish.”

“That’s right. You can’t see it anyway.”

“But you can get the soup stock. Take it home and use it.”

Dried fish may be taken even if it cannot be eaten.

I went home with some dried fish and tried to use it as a soup stock.

“Mine, what’s this? Feeling bad! Please stop putting it in the pot for a moment!”

“That mother, I’d like to use it to get the soup.”

“No! Only food can be put in the pot”

… I can eat it once.

The use of dried fish as a soup stock was rejected due to the hard dismissal of mothers who felt uncomfortable.

Perhaps the fish that have been boiled and dried may be unpleasant because I don’t see many fish in my daily life. A pig’s head that has been split in half says it looks delicious.

Sorry for the fish.

Conclusion, I can’t make Japanese food.

Since we can’t get the soup stock and there is no seasoning, we can’t do anything about it.

If you give up miso, soy sauce, sake and miso, you can’t make so much Japanese food. I realized the importance of seasonings.

First of all, let’s think about how to eat with ingredients that can be used right now.

That is more meaningful. Yup.

And today, I got a bird. It seems that the neighbor has finished about 5 birds in the forest. It’s difficult to eat everything before it gets hurt, so it’s hard to give it back to the Uchi who was given to him when he was overkilled.

Mother is the one who sows a bird that doesn’t know his name. The knife for meat is heavy and neither I nor Turi can use it yet.

“Mine. Come on, sing your wings.”

“Yeah …”

Grip and pull the wings of a lying bird. I got goosebumps with a feeling of wings.

Talk to yourself that it is inevitable to eat and cry while crying. It seems that it will still take some time before it can be done as a simple task.

However, even if I started to beat the internal organs, I was able to stand without fainting or running away.

“Now, Mine. I’ll cook”

“I understand”

Since there was a lot of trouble, I thought I would use the Tora Gala to make a soup stock. If you have a bird glass, the width of the dish will change.

Although there are no kelp or bonito, how about combining it with the soup stock of dried shiitake mushrooms?

However, it was difficult to take a bird glass. At first, he didn’t help me because he couldn’t understand the bird glass. It seems to be good to bake and eat until the last minute.

I was convinced that I was cooking today, and I just had to chop the bird gulls. After that I had to do something myself.

水 Throw water, bird gulls, scissors and herbs into the biggest pot. Even if it looks different, we will choose the ones that have similar smell, taste and usage.

‘Leek-like scent, ginger-like scent, garlic-like scent, Laurier-like leaves, anyway.

“Mine! Wait!”

“Huh?”

“It’s out of the hands of Mine. It’s ferocious!”

A white radish leaf that tastes like garlic was cut off by a mother when trying to cut it with a knife.

¡Grip the leaves and put them on a cutting board, as if you were in trouble if you could escape.

The moment my mother rubbed the white radish and cut it in half with a knife, I heard a voice screaming “Gy!”. From white radishes.

“What? What?”

In front of me blinking, my mother lifted my hand from the leaf, and this time I banged the side of the kitchen knife! Slam. It’s the same action as crushing garlic.

WHEN I thought it helped me because it was faster than chopping it up, the white radish that came out from under the knife was somehow red. I’m scared that the blood is so red.

“It’s okay already. Wash it before you use it.”

“… Yes”

Is it my optical illusion that my mother looked more violent than radish? Illusion. I’ll call it the illusion.

Here, there are mysterious ingredients that sometimes seem to look similar to the vegetables I know, but cannot be understood well. When I encounter such a strange vegetable, I realize that this is not the world I know.

Although there was a little happening, the only thing to be aware of if you add the odor-removing herb is to remove the lye.

Once I boil, I often hear about throwing away all the water and re-watering it, but the soup taste has never deteriorated.

After boiling, only scissors were picked up at the right time. It is delicious if you quickly expose it to water, break it, and add it to the salad.

¡Prepare other parts of the meat while cooking the soup. Cut the perishable parts, such as the heart or gizzard, into a size that is easy to eat, and wipe with salt and sake. These are simply baked with salt and eat. That seems to be the most acceptable recipe for the family.

For a moment, the word charcoal grilled over my head, but I gave up because there were other treatments.

”To eat today are the internal organs and peach meat. The thigh meat seems to be a roast chicken that my mother puts on her arms, and my handing was prohibited.

I put salt and liquor on the breast and put it in the room in winter. This is for tomorrow’s cooking.

If you have a refrigerator and a sealed plastic bag here, you made bird ham, but you can’t do it here. Too bad.

“… smells good?”

“Taste still isn’t”

When the smell of the soup begins to drift, the mother, who seemed to be creeping away, approaches the pan little by little.

Because the bird glass can only be simmered carefully, we decided to start chopping the vegetables little by little, paying attention only to the lye.

This body takes time to do anything, so I’ve never worked on it early.

As the first plan to eat Japanese food, it is a hot pot. If you have soup stock, you can do it in a pot. I thought.

Although you can’t get a well-known soup stock, this time there is a bird glass scoop.

Since there is no ponzu sauce, it looks like a yellow paprika, and the taste is tomatoed with pome and herbs that are tomatoes.

In the Pome pot, we use chicken wings that my mother is hard to use with only bones, and cut seasonal vegetables that I don’t know well. I think that the pot’s charm is that it can be eaten deliciously if it is boiled.

“Oh, maybe soon. Mom, can you help me?”

I set up the second top of the pan and I called my mother.

“What should I do?”

“I want the soup to be simmered here. I’ll put out the unnecessary parts inside”

“… You don’t eat it”

My mother said that she was relieved, and filtered the bird glass scoop.

¡Clean the biggest pan and transfer the filtered soup. The second largest pan is frequently used, so it can be a nuisance if soup stock is added. From now on, making the Pome pot is the second largest pot.

Put chopped dried persimmon in the soup and start making a pome pot. While stewing the wings, pick up the meat you can eat from the freshly-fed bird gala and add it.

Because the bones are sharp, I took care to avoid cutting my fingers and leaving no bones in the meat.

Since the good smell of roast chicken made by my mother has come in, I will put vegetables in the pan, considering the time to boil.

“Mine! What are you doing?”

“… I just put vegetables, right?”

“If you don’t have hot water, you must!”

♪ If you boil the vegetables, boil them in a different pan until you beat them, and if you boil all the boiled juice and use only the boiled vegetables for cooking, the taste will be halved. Because nutrition starts to melt considerably.

‘I do n’t complain about my mother ’s cooking, but it ’s not easy to force me to use the same recipe.

“This is all I need for this dish”

“Isn’t that delicious food ruined?”

“It’s all right”

simmering while taking ash, the pomepan is complete.

tasting a little, but delicious. It ’s okay if you do n’t have hot water before the vegetables. Yup.

“It’s right now. Ah, it was my house.”

“Return, Turi. What happened?”

“I smelled very delicious up to the main street, and I was very hungry while walking. People walking along the street were looking for where the smell came from. I didn’t think. ”

Do you feel like you want to eat Chinese food and ramen shops? Because the smell of the bird glass is quite strong.

“Now, was it my smell?”

My father, who was in the daytime, came back. Apparently it smelled like a bird glass scoop. Make your face shine and get to the table.

Family gathered just fine for dinner.

“Today, I got a bird from Mr. Al. I gave you it before, and I gave it back. I cooked it with Mine.”

Then, is this strange dish made by Mine?

“That’s right”

In the middle of the table is a mother-made roasted chicken thigh, and next to it is a salad with a little bit of miso soup. Visceral salt grilled foods are lined up as snacks beside my father, and a pot pot is put in each bowl. When arranged in this way, it’s not just a pan anymore, just a pome soup.

“What is this? It smells so good. Can I eat it?”

“Pome soup. I tried my best and took a bird glass soup, it should be delicious. Try it.”

When I said so, Turi, who was approaching her face to Pome Soup, shined her eyes and picked up a spoon.

“Wow, it’s delicious! Why? It’s so delicious”

“Oh, really. I’m surprised because the bones of the birds start stewing and the vegetables are put in just by washing them.”

My mother also ate a bite and said in a mellow tone. For mothers who knew the cooking process, it seemed like a mass of anxiety even though it looked delicious.

“It ’s amazing, Mine. I do n’t have the talent for cooking.”

The father is delighted and leveling the dishes with great momentum.

I also tried pome soup. The bird glass oops had a very good taste and the deliciousness of the vegetables was also delicious.

It was delicious, but it didn’t become a Japanese meal.

The next day, I ended up picking firewood in the forest early and came back. Small children have to act hard both on the way and on the way back, but Turi, who finished the baptismal ceremony, seems to be able to move freely if he declines a word first. I came home early with Turi.

I want to use the rest of the chicken, so today’s cooking number is not only Turi, but I also have.

As the second plan to eat Japanese food, we decided to challenge bird steaming. If it ’s sake, it ’s not like sake. I thought.

“Why do you want to use the rest of the meat, what do you make?”

“I’m planning a bird’s” Steamed “and” Gnocchi “and salad, how about?”

“Well, I’m not sure, so I’ll leave it to Mine”

First, make gnocchi.

Boil the rice cake, crush it, and mix a little salt and milled flour. It is millet flour that is used by citizens who have a hard time using flour. Mainly rye, barley and oats.

The dough, which is as hard as an earlobe, is rolled up into a stick and cut into pieces of about 1 cm.

“I’d like you to stretch my knife with a knife”

“I understand”

¡Turi whispered a little when I saw it stretched to rub the dough on the back of the fork and rub it with my thumb.

Fork marks are notched on the surface of the dough, and the back side can be indented in the shape of a finger, making it easier for the sauce to get tangled.

Turi rolls out the dough that I cut one after another. It ’s more powerful than me, so it ’s faster and better in shape.

“Turi is better than me”

“Yes? … Mine, don’t look over here, just cut it off.

When you have Buri boiled water and boiled water in boiling water, it will be ready.

さ ら に Add more pome to the rest of yesterday’s pome soup to make a boiled pome sauce. That’s all you can do now, as long as you eat gnocchi just before eating.

“Is this about now? Salads can be made soon …”

“Since my mother is about to return, can I start making salad?”

My mother came back from work while making a salad with Turi.

When I found my mother’s figure, I took the breasts that I had prepared yesterday from the winter preparation room to start making sake.

No matter how much I put it on the cold stone in the cool room, I was scared seasonally and tried to smell it.

… Yeah, it doesn’t rot. All right.

“Mine, is this iron pan OK?”

“Yeah, thank you, Turi. I seasoned it with salt and liquor yesterday, so I can do it right away.”

¡It’s hard to have pepper in the undertone, but you have to give it up.

How to make is very simple. When the skin is seasoned with salt and liquor, only the skin is simmered and colored, then flip it over, put the liquor, and cover it.

Since it’s a lot of trouble, let’s add the salmon we picked in the forest today to bring out the flavor. Touri washed her eyes and tried to cut it with a knife.

“Mine, no! The dance must be done with fire once!”

“Huh?”

As soon as I say so, Turi skeins all the stones in the wood. Then, he started with a flame of spear over parallax and salt.

Dancing?茸?鰹 Feeling that the bonito flutters with steam? I don’t understand the meaning.

ト ゥ ー Turi screams and presents a slightly burnt kite in front of me who leans over his head without knowing that the kite is dancing.

“This is all right”

“Ah, thank you …”

I thought it was a strange expression, but that’s fine if it’s okay. This is one of the mysterious ingredients. At first glance, the shimeji mushroom seems to be wary.

I cut the firewood, taking care not to get burned with a hot firewood.

“Mom, what kind of liquor can be used for cooking? If you squeeze the liquor, it’s not good, so I want half a cup.”

“This is good”

¡Sake that my mother puts in half a cup, put it on a table and stretch it slightly in a pan. Cover the iron pot that makes a noise, and when the pot starts to say Juwajuwa, take it off the fire and leave it. All you have to do is wait for the remaining heat to pass through.

“Are you going to lower the pan?”

“Yeah, the rest of the heat is enough to let the fire through. Because the breasts get too hot and hard to eat”

Pome sauce made with leftover soup and gnocchi are entangled while warming over a fire.

Salad made by Turi was also completed. On top of the salad, as with yesterday, the scissors are on board. It looks like yesterday ’s scissors.

“Today’s rice is also gorgeous”

“I need to thank Al”

Considering nostalgia, such meals rarely appear on the table. The thing that gave me the bird is very big.

“It’s right now. It looks good today.”

My father, who was expecting today’s meal, came back with a full smile. He is proud to say that he has boasted last night’s rice at work.

I feel that I am proud of being exaggerated and exaggerated in the idiot filter. I wish I was in trouble. It ’s hard to go to the gate if you do n’t care.

“You will receive”

“Wow, it’s delicious! Mine!”

Turi, who ate a carved steamed chicken, was pleased with his eyes rounded.

My mother ate a bite and smiled.

“It’s easy, but it’s nice to have soft breasts. The strawberry tastes so tasty. Is it because it’s a good sake?”

“That’s right. The sweetness of the honey liquor gives it a deep taste.”

As soon as I said so, my father, who had changed his face, stood up and ran to the shelf and picked up a sake bottle.

Looking at a not-so-large bottle with a reduced amount, it droops. It ’s a crying face.

“… Oh my treasured sake …”

Sorry, sorry.

Because, my mother told me with a little black smile, saying, “Sake that my father hid and secretly bought it.

I rarely read the air.

Since it was a honey sake, it had a different sweetness from Japanese sake, but it was delicious. It was completely different.

Oh, I miss Japanese food.

Sometimes I was surprised to find ingredients that were said to be “dancing”, “raveling”, or “dangerous”, but I was able to cook without any problems using the recipes I knew.

芋 Gratin made on other days, risotto using soba-like grains, and quiche made with hardened cereal bread dough were also popular.

Favorable to the family, but I can’t convince myself. Even if you make western food, there are no seasonings or spices, so you get bored with a similar taste.

Please give me at least pepper! I’m more than happy with curry powder!

My challenge to improve my diet continues.