41 Half-service culinary route ① preparation below

And the day came.

The night before the wedding, inviting the people of the Rutim family.

In Moribe, it seems customary to celebrate in this way only secretly within the body from seven days before the wedding.

Tomorrow is the Rutim family on the bride's side, and the day after tomorrow is the Min family on the bride's side, followed by the deep-ridden Ray family - and they're hosting a feast for the night in a row.

It is a custom that can only be described as hard work, but it is only this evening that matters to me tomorrow.

The first day of the celebration - in the house of Lew, the feast - takes place in the house that is the highest among the fringes.

The responsibility is serious because we will keep the kamado.

Besides, me and Ai-Fa are making an appointment with Donda-Lou, the head of Lou's house.

If we fail to satisfy Donda-Lou at this dinner, Fa's house will be insulated from all the houses bordering Lu's.

If the Luu family, the only one in this settlement who can counter the Sung family, is offered insulation, Ai-Fa may be targeted by the Sung family's trailer son Diga-Sun again.

Moreover, if Donda-Lou intends to offer such a ruthless fate to Ai-Fa, then Ziba-Lou, the eldest of the Lou family, is determined to abandon the house and become a man of Fa.

My youngest daughter, Rimi-Lou, who cares about Ai-Fa just as much as Ziba-Lou, doesn't know what suffering she will suffer.

I just take a sigh of sigh to say how hard it has been to talk about this far.

But there's only one thing I can do.

All you have to do is serve delicious food and convince Donda-Lu.

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"Today, thank you"

In the meantime of the house of Lou. I lowered my head deeply.

It's time for a hybrid outfit that's become a classic: a white towel wrapped around my head that's been stretching for a little while, an aladdin-like vest over a white t-shirt, eight blessed glowing necklaces, a grigi nut necklace, and an ethnically waisted white shoe.

The workbench is equipped with my father's soulful santoku knife.

I am ready and in the mood.

Instead of me like that, Ai-Fa stands, with three ladies lined up in front of me.

Mia Ray-Luu, wife of the head of the family Donda-Lu.

Vina-Lou, the eldest sister born between them.

Also my next sister, Raina-Lou.

That's more than three.

"Is Rayna-Lew the only one who kept going?"

"Yes!... it was really Lara too, but she seemed kind of uncomfortable, and I wanted Asta to teach me more about cooking... so I asked her to change to tomorrow's duty"

"It'll help. Even one of us knows the steps, because when you have a human being, efficiency is completely different."

It's not lip service or anything, I'm just going to throw up a very straightforward general theory, but Rayna blushes pompously, and I-Fa has skipped her cold gaze.

But it is today that I am determined not to be disturbed.

Of course, the last time, I didn't make a mistake that would disturb my mind and leave the cooking alone, but this time I am willing to challenge you in a spirit of inflexibility.

Whatever - because today's knife judgment is taking the fate of so many human beings.

"What, we can't count on you? This guy's gonna be rude. Hey! If you're a good worker, you can't beat Rayna yet, can you?

And laughing luxuriously is Meer Ray-Lew, the companion of that horrible Donda-Lu, who made up as many as seven children.

A disappointing bone and fleshy physique with mixed redheads of white and firm brown eyes. A reliable old man wearing a long cloth to prove a married woman.

Next to it, Vina-Lou, a tone-weighted Vina-Lou who has absolutely no resemblance to his mother in the color, shape or appearance of his hair or eyes, is bored to the tip of his long hair.

For a decent eye, pompous lips. Bodyline showing ups and downs to the point of transcendence and drooling pheromones. It's like you were born to haunt a man.

Exactly. I don't blush my cheeks anymore, but instead, I kind of abandon my previous affection and see you in full apathy mode.

Anyway, to see how those three people are doing, it feels like they haven't heard anything about the slaughter deal that was exchanged between us and our parents.

Well, otherwise I'll be in trouble. If they ask me that and I can't even imagine what it would feel like to be around Limi-Luu or Raina Luu, Jen - clearly, there is no salvation. It would make you in the mood that it was all because of the rest of your family that the Rimi-Loux and the others grew up to be so legitimate.

"Well, here's the step of the day. The number of people is twelve members of the Ruw family, three Rutim guests, two for myself and Ai-Fa, for a total of seventeen. I would like to dedicate only Ziba-Lou's share of it to a special specification"

Extremely clerically, I started explaining.

"The dedication is the giva meat and aria soup, grilled poitan, and giva meat grilled dish that we made last time, right? I'm going to offer a hamburger to Ziba-Lou, but, uh, is it usually specially cooked to make it easier for both Giva pans and Ziba-Lou to eat?

"Right. Cut into small pieces for easy eating of aria and boil in a different pan. So, all the meat is transferred to our pan. You can eat meat in Hanba-gu anyway."

and Meer Ray-Lew responds to me with a smile.

Rayna-Lew has embarked on a serious face not to miss a word of my words, and Vina Lew bites her yawn to death colorfully as if she were trying to strike that balance.

"Really? Then I'd like to imitate that, too. So, I'm more of a cook - what's the difference between someone who's good at soup, someone who's good at baking poitains?

"Rayna's the best at baking poitan. Hey. I don't care who makes the giva pan, but I'm guessing the worst thing about Kama is this Vina."

"Really? Then Poitan to Raina-Lou, soup to Meer Lay-Lou, and the basics are at your disposal. Vina-Lou is in charge of meat dishes with me, and I need your help."

"... I'm just gonna pull my leg anyway, huh? Do you want me to take turns with Lady Tito Min or Rimi now?

In a somewhat shaky voice, Vina-Lou spoke for the first time.

I'll make you laugh with a grin.

"No. You're a bunch of women in Lew's house, too, so do your job exactly. I'm gonna do my job, too."

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"So will Rayna-Lew begin to prepare the baked Poitan already? Vina-Lou can help you carry your baggage, too"

Vina-Lou became a full-fledged shank and left with Raina-Lou for how long.

"So? What am I supposed to do, Asta?

"Yes. Meer Ray-Lew has something to ask you. Ever since I left Kamado, I've heard that baking Poitan at Lew's house has been a nightly dedication. Are you still putting all kinds of vegetables in that pantry in Gibba's pan after that?

"That's right, then. Because if that thing goes away, it tastes better every day.... By and large, the smell of Giva doesn't come out when we make it. You have to put in a tarrapa or a leelo and mislead the smell a little bit."

"Heh. Do you even let Leelo in? No matter how much, the scent isn't too strong?

"Because thanks to you, the smell of Giva can be a lot deluded.... Hey, what's that meat you bring? That Hanba-gu was awesome, but we were surprised that it didn't smell like a giva pan! What kind of magic would make Giva's meat taste so good?

"It's not any magic. Just do the right blood drain as soon as you finish the giva.... so it's a man's job, not a woman's."

"Well... then, no. Those bigots aren't supposed to listen to you."

I stare at Meer Ray, who unfortunately drops her shoulder, while I overlap the words "bye".

"I heard that at a feast like this, guests are welcomed with a meal that has been exhausted, but what exactly is luxury by the woods? Do you use the different vegetables that are in that pantry after all?

"Oh yeah. Beat those vegetables higher than Aria and Poitan in a docadoka pan. If I throw it in without thinking, that's not what I could eat!

"I see. Then you're throwing it in after a good thought....... then this can be my personal preference anymore Meer Ray-Luw. If you were to add non-arian vegetables to the less odorous' giva soup 'I made before this, which would taste best?

"Yeah? Well, Tino or something would suit you. If it doesn't smell, you don't need to add Leelo or Tarapa... you can't have Gigo. It makes me drool like I put a poiton in it. Later, it's a bit bitter, but isn't the pla something pretty good? Rudd or Lara may look sinister."

My name and ingredients are about to get messed up. I guess if I mistakenly hit Lara in an iron pot with a pra, she would be tempted and angry.

"So, Tino and, is it Pra? Shall I put those two in today?"

"What! Please don't! You came because of me, but it would be hard if I did something extra and the flavor was doomed! Some of Rutim's guests are here today, aren't they?

"It's okay. Everything is a challenge. You can't improve your cooking without being creative."

As I said, I took a good look at Ai-Fa.

It's me making the exact opposite statement from the last time - but I-Fa was quiet, watching over me with a strong eye.

My policy for the day has all been told from the beginning to I-Fa.

I = fa was quite surprised, but still at the end he said, "Let it be your decision".

I want to live up to that trust.

"... By the way, how are your parents these days?," I asked abruptly, "See?" and gave a delightful voice. Was it even a simulation of the creation of a giva pan? I'm sorry.

"What's wrong with Donda? Didn't you guys just come here three days ago?

"Yes, though. I was wondering if you'd change after that."

"You haven't changed.... Speaking of which, I think you look grumpy after what you did that night. Hey, Ziva, I think you were in the lady's bedroom. I don't know if they're preaching anything."

No, you wouldn't. Ziba-Lou, who is in the mood for Donda-Lou, should not preach or anything beyond this period. Myeong-chul's oldest has already set his own path, and I don't think Donda-Lou has any business now.

If so - is it on Ziba-Lou that Donda-Lou should convince him to pull his hand from such a ridiculous battle?

Then there is still salvation. I don't know the truth.

Besides, it doesn't make any difference what I do.

I decided to get back on my feet and get to work.

"Well. Then I'll start preparing meat dishes, too. The soup will be ready in time for Poitan, so let me show you how to cook hamburgers for Ziba-Lou."

As I said, I unwrapped the giva meat I brought in.

Last time it was only momo and shoulder loin, but I am preparing three kinds of meat today.

As a matter of fact, I don't really encourage research. Depending on the area, it's difficult to secure the number of people, and I don't know if it's going to get around to me or EY-FA's - even though I've been in a critical situation. What two days ago, Ai-Fa brought back another young Gibba of the 40-kilometer class, so that anxiety was also allayed.

That's why I carefully spread the meat, which I was able to secure a little extra instead of enough, one on the cooking table at a time.

Then Meer Ray-Lew clogged her voice, "You..."

"Are you okay with this? You didn't forget Donda's full of rage then, did you?

"It's okay. The point is, you just have to cook delicious food."

Regardless of the surprised old man, I'm going to cut the hamburger from the momomo meat with a sandwich knife.

Instead, we're secretly waiting for our turn - the "Mundt's bait" that Donda-Lou doesn't hate, the giva meat shoulder loin and the greasy "abalone meat" chunk that hasn't even detached from the bone yet.