80 • Supper with the Guardian

"Hey, it's getting late," said the guest, floating back just as the sun touched the western forest view.

"There are only 500 people, but this settlement is vast. This is my second visit and I still can't grasp the whole story"

"Do you need to get the full picture?

"Yeah, no, well, it's a big job anyway."

After a few hours, it was no different to the rumbling of Camus.

"Still, it smells good! It was worth the hunger without the dried meat on the way! Oh, yes, yes, I'll keep the knife."

"This way, please. I'm just about ready."

Nothing. We weren't going to drive our living hours crazy either, so we were going to eat first if Camua came too late.

So, this guy came back at exactly the right time. I guess I wasn't really listening outside all the time, was I?

I don't want to think they were seeing the sight of you two hanging on for quite some time rather than having trouble listening to the conversation.

"Wow, that's amazing. What the hell? Why is the meat so round?

"This is chopping meat and then rounding it back up."

"Hmm. How could you go through all that trouble?

"Because it's delicious."

Does there not exist in this world a dish similar to Hamburg?

Well, maybe this Goren just doesn't know.

"Let's just eat. We're so hungry."

"Yeah! Let's do that. Let's do that."

We decided not to think about any more hassles and let you enjoy the classic dishes of Fa's house.

Giva meat hamburger. Stir-fried Aria and Tino. It is a three point baking poiton.

I would like to buy a new iron pan soon and add some soup here.

"Hmm? Is this fuwano? The people of the woods were told that Poitan was the staple food."

"It's Poitan. What is fuwano?

"The skin of the meat bun that Tara was eating. In the west, eating that thing with meat and vegetables is the mainstay. - Huh? This is Poitan? Why, why?

Haven't we discovered a way to eat Poitan like this outside the woods?

It inspires a bit of curiosity, and I get on with it.

"Um, by the way, how do you eat Poitan in town?

"There's no one in town who eats Poitan. Poitan is a constant food preparation for the journey. It doesn't rot like a fuwano, and when you want to, you can eat it as soon as you boil it in hot water. Besides, the price is cheap, so it's a great ingredient for long journeys. … although the only difficulty is that it is delicious or irrelevant"

"That's an unfortunate difficulty," he hammered, and I was pulled by the eye-fa to scratch his T-shirt.

Oh, you're hungry. Excuse me.

"Okay, go ahead. If you can, keep your back face in."

"I'll do good! … I give."

"I'll have it."

…………

I have greeted the Three Kinds, and I take every wood plate.

Yesterday I was supposed to rub a pile of this hamburger, but it's crackling to eat it myself. I'm a little happy because the more I make it, the better the fireworks are.

It is also a big size close to 500 grams. A glimpse of the patties teasing the fruit liquor sauce sprays hot gravy and stimulates the mouth comfortably.

After that, the more you chew, the flavor of meat and fat will melt - oh, I can still feel that Giva meat goes well with hamburgers.

I also like the balance between the baked surface and the soft inner meat. If I did taste this, I'd be running out of mini-sized burgers and stuff.

Both onion-like arias and cabbage-like tinos really match meat. They say Tino is a vegetable that doesn't last as long as Aria and Poitan, so let's consume it more and more this way.

Well...

I wonder if you'd like to raise your eyes.

Fortunately, he didn't look like a reaper.

Just wonder what. Now he's relaxed and like a crying face.

I didn't really feel like I wanted to get involved, but I'm going to ask "how do you like it" as my in-laws one day.

"Delicious," he responded with another crying voice.

"I'm trying not to lose sight of me. I don't know. I wonder if you're all right."

"I'm not sure what the criteria are for being okay. I'm not scared for now."

"Right. Good," he says, teething Poitan.

Really, my expression fell off and I almost screamed, wow.

"So I'm scared! What is it? Are you trying to take a laugh?

"I don't mean to. It's bad to surprise me."

So I will kill you on this occasion, a heavy voice that is likely to continue even with words like that.

Is this old man really going to be okay?

I hear I've lost my mind about keeping up with Camus's 100 faces already, and I'm cheeky with a hamburger at best.

The people of the woods will eat the flesh of Gibba. Even though my heart is still not calm on that point, I have not shown any such signs or fine dust.

- 'Cause maybe you're just really into hamburgers?

When you're eating hamburgers, you're an eye-fa who always looks heartless and happier than when you're eating steaks and pans.

If I don't adjust my dedication myself, I'm really going to rub all the hamburgers in every day and I'm scared.

But it stings - I feel like I'm happy.

Are the women of Lou and Rutim biting off such happiness, too?

To my mind, the men in the Luu main house, other than Lud-Luu, have too little affection. Still, if you're a family, can you even guess the inside of that blinking man?

I hope so, I think.

"No, it was delicious. It was delicious and tasted strange! Asta, who the hell are you?

After finishing the meal, Camus, who finally regained his usual floating appearance, has said so.

"I've never eaten such strange food! You said you carved the meat and rounded it up again? How the hell can you come up with such a delightful way to eat?

"I don't know. In my country, it's the usual way of eating."

Originally, I feel like I've heard that the nomads or something around Mongolia originated from carving meat to make it easier to eat stiff horse meat. Besides remembering, I don't even think it's valid information in this world.

"Hmm. This is delicious. Shocking. It's probably the first time in my life I've had something so delicious."

"I exaggerate. Didn't you have dinner with the Marquis of Stone Capital?

"Because that's noble food. It's rare and funny, but honestly, I don't know what's good or bad. … but Asta's dishes are delicious"

Arm up, yeah. It's "Whirlwind of the North" Camua-Josh nodding.

I can't deny there's a little bit of a play, but I don't feel bad.

"But I don't think it's just the taste of food, Asta."

"Huh? Oh, yes"

"I heard it stinks and is stiff, giva meat is so soft and so delicious. And that muddy water-like poiton is turning into a fuwano-like shape. So, even though I only use Aria and Tino later, I think the different information that this delicacy is - is also a factor that is improving the delicacy of this dish."

"Ha."

"If this is the dish served at the castle, for example, I see there are some rare dishes. Hey, I'm guessing you'll put up a price for the sauce, too. Uh, you'd be half surprised, wouldn't you? It is normal to be able to cook elaborate dishes for money. But the dish is made up of Giva meat and Aria and Poitan, which are considered to be cheap and unsavory in the world. That was shocking to me!

"Oh, is that how Aria treats you, too?

"Hmm? No, Aria is eaten frequently in town, too. Anyway, it's cheap and nutritious. I guess I could say staple food alongside Fuwano. Instead, for example, it is an ingredient that is rarely found inside stone walls. It seems poor to use such cheap vegetables. So it's a staple food in a lodging town or a rural area."

"Hmm. The aristocrats don't talk about it, is it the position of food for the common people?"

"Yes, yes. But - I wonder. Even without those surprises and shocks, this seems delicious enough. With all these arms, Asta was supposed to be given such a big feast cooking number, wasn't she?

Whoa, I'm rolling in the direction where the conversation matters unexpectedly.

Though this old man's cooking theory was also a little interesting. Not even if I'm interested in public speaking right now.

"Um, I was upset to hear that earlier, but why were you snooping around yesterday? Clearly, it's a bad taste."

"I'm sorry. I can't keep my curiosity down. Look, when we met in that Luu settlement, that square was fed like it was holding off a big feast, right? So, Asta said she had a job until two days later, so she snuck in with a hit that day that she might have a feast."

"It may not be a criminal activity. But where the hell were you hiding?

"In the bushes of the shrub that stood in front of the square. I was just wondering if it would be a bad idea to step inside the square.... and then there appeared an unreliable man who was more devious and intrusive than me."

"... because Dodd-Sung was mixed up, so you also found out that that was the Sung family man"

"Yeah. And I heard the conversation. That's why Asta was the cooking number for the feast."

Aw.

Then - Dan-Lutim and Donda-Lou's anger is well heard.

This guy certainly may not have much more information to hide through right now.

"I = fa was beautiful then! I'm not dissatisfied with your current outfit, but I still wonder if you'll ever wrap that kind of outfit up unless it's also a feast?

Do I need to respond to anything? And all I did was tilt my neck a little bit.

I = fa seems to have been able to handle this guy a lot better.

I'm sure on the inside, even this man, who wants to praise the delicious delicious and giva meat, is tempted by suspicion and confusion. On the outside, calm itself.

Speaking of me, I'm still in a state of hand exploration.

No matter how firmly you try to grab him, he gets away with it as lukewarmly as a eel.

It's going to take a lot of time to explore the inside of this guy.

but.

"Well, I guess it's time for me to, dude," Camua started lifting her hips, so I almost stumbled over sitting down.

"Or are you leaving?

"Yeah. 'Cause you said it would be a woodland fluke to fall asleep early if you ate, didn't you? I'm such a late night, but I'm sorry I let you keep up with it."

"Camua-Josh, you...... what the hell are you really getting all the way here for?

"To interact more with you. I told you first, didn't I?

No, you can't.

I knew I wasn't going to keep up with this old man.

I was wondering if there was anything I could do to help or use this man's position in order to constrain the Sung family's decadence, and hence my protection and that of Ai-Fa. You don't know what you're thinking so far - it's just out of control.

Perhaps you should just forget about the existence of this man, beautifully.

"Oh, just one last thing. I need to talk to Asta or I need a suggestion."

"Oh, what is it?" I replied carelessly.

I guess it's a story that's not even Locke anyway. If it wasn't too much of a Locke story, I'd cut off the edge because of it - I was thinking about it.

This man's barbaric prick had far surpassed my imagination.

"Why don't you open a shop in Inn Town?

And at the end of the day this man has been such a rambling.