370 Lew's Family Night Party ④ - Supper

of the sunset, six moments down.

We were surrounded by mountains of food at Lew's main house.

The face of "A Seat of Gamleys" is, of course, home before sundown. Lem-Dom also seems to have dragged his rattled body back into his own twist. Still adding up to me and the Ai-Fas to the six guests, the main hall of the servant had been completely filled with humans as well.

"This would be the first time I've ever invited a person from town to dinner at this Lou's house. I want to thank God in the woods and in the west for spinning this new fringe with the people of the town, who were once so abjectly repelled by unfortunate mistakes."

With a heavy voice, Donda-Lou cut the tantrum that way.

"Dora, the vegetable seller of Dalaim, his daughter Tara, Terrier-Mas, the people of the city of Accommodation, also Yumi, Michel, the people of Turan, his daughter Mim. … that's the names of the guests who invited us to Lew's house this evening"

Fathers sitting in a semi-circular shape bow their heads as they each feared.

"I know this name is strangely passed down, but let me tell you the name of everyone again this day. I am Donda-Lou, the head of the Luu main house, next to the eldest, Ziba-Lou, sitting on my right hand, my eldest brother Ziza-Lou, my second brother Dalm-Lou, my youngest brother Rudd-Lou, my eldest sister Vina-Lou, my next sister Raina-Lou, and my left hand, my father's daughter-in-law Meir Ray-Lu, my mother Tito Min-Lou, my eldest brother's daughter-in-law Sati Ray-Lu, her son Kota-Lou, my third sister Lara-Lu, my youngest sister Rimi-Lou - and my guests, Ai-Fa and Asta of Fa's house, Suffila-Zaza's house, Thul-din of the Din family, Yun-Sudra's family."

Including the toddler Kota-Lu, it is a large number of people with a total of 24.

Moreover, within a while of being faceless, Kota-Lu was undergoing intense growth. It was now possible for Kota-Lu, who had been laid asleep in that grass cage, to walk adorably, and his body, which was quite small, had grown about one by one.

Anything, Kota-Lu will also be two years old in the Tea Moon, he said. Its little face, which was gender unknown, is also completely boyish, and its black brown hair is blocked. Maybe it's bigger than Aim-Fou already. Kota-Lou was sitting on Sati Ray-Lou's lap, sparkling rather blackish eyes.

"Let's start dinner, then. … thank you for the grace of the forest and thank Tito Minh, Vina, Raina and Limi for setting the fire and gaining life tonight..."

The people of Moribe recited the words of Donda-Lou, and the guests also followed their respective lessons in offering their pre-meal courtesies.

Today's dishes were created by the Lew family Kamadoku. The results of the study group were only added later, and I haven't done much.

The dedication was' Myrmu roasted 'with kel roots, roast with tarapa sauce and sautéed aria, tino and chan, salad of chacchi with aria and nenon, and soup of meat dumplings and tau beans with plenty of vanilla.

They said the main course was planning to have some other grilled meat dish, but Raina-Lou was badly impressed with the taste of 'Myrmou Grill' with the addition of Kerr roots, something that was quickly incorporated. The tau beans were added later to the soup that had already been completed.

Besides, nokimi zozozo tea is arranged in the hand of a human without fruit liquor. Since there is no such thing as a beverage cup, the vessel is a wood dish. If tea-drinking habits seem to take root in the Luu family in the future as well, a dedicated vessel will probably be removed.

"Hey, every dish is delicious. After all, is the Lew family one of the most skilled in the woods?

As Dora's father spoke with a sautéed loin on his cheek, Rayna-Lew smiled back at the calf.

"I hope so, because we have been in touch with Fa's house since the oldest days, and Asta has also been able to take the longest time to give us a hand job"

"No, it's really brilliant. This is all the delicious food you can tailor to the profit of selling vegetables."

"Really. Asta and the others are also wholesale in the inn, but if we can spread our hands too far, we won't be able to fathom ourselves."

"That won't happen. Westwind Pavilion's Giva cuisine is popular, right?

When I said, Yumi showed her white teeth, "No, no, no, no."

"Ma, we can't use very fine ingredients at home, but once in a while, when I get into Kimmus's Tail Pavilion or something, they remind me that this guy can't win.... So that's what Asta and Raina-Lou and the others are making in turns, right?

"Yeah, that's right."

"That's what makes no difference to me at all! Rayna-Lew is a big deal."

Rayna-Lew is smiling like a tickle. Speaking of which, among the four sisters, Raina-Lou was probably the least interactive with Yumi.

Yumi then turns his gaze to the other side.

"By the way, that kid over there eats a lot too! Um, was it Cota-Lou?

"Yes, it's me and Ziza's son."

At the feet of Satti Ray-Luu, who smiled and nodded, Kota-Lu was rinsing the soup as it sloppily slipped. It is the meat dough that is used there, and it looks like it can be mouthed without difficulty if you cut it into small pieces with regard to other giva meats.

"Sweet! Oh, my God, you look just like your mother! Let me give you another hug later, okay?

"Yes, with pleasure"

But were these two names first met? But Satti Ray-Lew was also a woman of courtesy and fearless temper, so she had nothing to be afraid of the guests at all.

"Thank you so much for today... my wife has been looking forward to this day...?

and Grandma Ziva, who was carrying on a meal with the help of Mother Meer Ray, has stated so from her seat.

Dora's father turns to you and laughs furiously.

"This is the one I was looking forward to. The truth is, I wanted to bring other families along. I'm sorry to push so many people, but they decided to put up with me until three days later."

"I'd like to interrupt your house again... if it doesn't bother you..."

"There's nothing annoying about that! You can only make a fool of yourself once a year, but don't hesitate to come visit me anytime."

I sneaked up on my parents and my son, but neither of them were the type to make emotions peek easily in a different way, so it was inexplicable.

"I've been looking forward to this day, too. I didn't get a chance to connect you with the old people like me."

Grandma Tito Min also has a pleasant grin on her fuzzy face. If you look at it this way, the women in the main house are many casual and daunting people. Especially the older ladies look a lot more intrigued because they didn't have as much contact with the people in town as their younger daughters.

"Did you say Michelle? You look a lot harder, but don't hesitate to tell me if I'm running out of business, okay?

Called upon to do so, Michelle raises her oblique face.

"I was born like this, so you don't have to worry about me.... and I was just impressed with the food."

"It's really delicious! I think this Kerr root is very much in this dish!

And my neighbor's daughter hammers fine.

"Everyone at Moribe talked about not being interested in something called delicious food until they met Asta, but I think it's really amazing how you can cook such delicious food in less than a year. At least it shouldn't be the case where you can eat such delicious food in Turan or the Lodging Town"

"Really. I can't believe you stuffed a pot full of zodiac fruit until a few months ago."

Yumi and Mime were not frightened at all, even at the Lou family table, where the strong men were sitting. Terrier-Mass also has a small mouth count, but is gently smiling and eating.

And all the way to Rimi-Lou and Tara, I knew I'd secure a seat next door and have been giving a much more enjoyable voice since just now. It's just that we're close in age, and we're not going to get along this far. Even if they weren't in the conversation around them, one of the reasons why they were moaning the air in this place was obviously in their laughter.

"Speaking of which, in the daytime, a people from the east came to the stall called Kukuruel, right?

And, somewhat abruptly, Rudd-Lou spoke that way.

The guests are decent and tension runs amongst the men.

"I'll report it before I get sleepy. From what I've seen, you seemed like a good East citizen to trust."

"... how could you ever keep your mouth shut about such an important story?

Ziza-Lou asks quietly, and Rudd-Lou shrugs his shoulders, "But you needn't".

"I've been watching the tourists ever since I got back to the settlement, and even when the Giza brothers came back from the giva hunt, I saw them go back to town. I haven't had time to talk to you before."

"Who gave you that weird little name? I hope you don't mind me asking."

When his father asked, Giza-Lou turned silently to his father.

Donda-Lou also rubbed another silent, aromatic soup, and Rud-Lou said, "Isn't that nice?" and snap a chutch salad.

"I'd rather ask Dora something for her opinion. Whatever the nobles say, it's the Dora who actually plow the fields."

"Oh, come on, that's kind of calm."

My father raised his anxious voice, and so it seemed that Donda-Lou had set his mind.

Explain to everyone the story of Rudd-Lou being nodded by his father and brought to him by Kukuruel. It's an example of a plan being worked out to pave the way for Morga Forest to secure a path to Sim.

"Ah, that's another story with no clapping! Besides, how can you come up with such a story to entrust such a task to the people of the North?"

He said it in a distracted voice like he was impressed, and then his father joined hands with "hmm".

"But well, what do you think? Sure enough, Gibba hasn't ruined the field in the last few months, and he's doing it safely. If we cut through the woods and Giva's food support is reduced, will that peace be broken again?

"I don't know that until he actually chops down a tree. Nah. The noblemen said they were going to put a wall on Dareim's side, too."

"That's got to be a lot bigger again, right? The Dalaim is huge anyway. There should be a lot of manpower and ingredients... Oh, maybe you're going to use a tree cut down by the woods to put up a wall?

"I still don't know that either. In the first place, we haven't completely accepted the story yet."

"Well," said Dad, pounding his turban-like cloth-wrapped head.

"Well, we don't have the power to say what the nobles have decided.... By the way, has this story been acknowledged by the lords of Dareim?

"Perhaps there's nothing we haven't talked about. I don't even know if you disagree or agree."

At that study group in Castle Town, when the name "Black Windcut Feather" came up, Polearth looked at us with a slightly strange eye. It was precisely then that the Chiefs were supposed to be in talks with Melfrid.

"Then I will believe the master of my land. Not the lord himself, but the second son. If he were you, he'd weigh it down to the convenience of our people and the people by the woods."

"Um, I'm more worried about talking about letting the people of the north into the woods than about cutting through the woods themselves. I don't know, but they have a grudge against the people of the West, don't they?

When Yumi says, Rudd-Lou says, "Hmm?," he tilted his neck.

"Are you worried you don't know me well? There was a Mahydra woman in Castle Town, but she was so colorful that she couldn't beat Yumi, right?

"It doesn't matter how colourful it is! But, you know what? Not just Turan, but Mahydra's slave in Castle Town."

"No, it looks like Turan's former lord was the only one serving the people of the North in Genos. The woman was also working at Count Turan's mansion."

Apparently there was no one on this occasion who knew correctly about the people of Mahydra, and the conversation did not continue after that.

So Tara raises her voice to the lid, who didn't even look like she was putting it in her ears like the serious stories of the adults.

"Then I wish I had Camua's uncle. Camua's uncle was originally from the North, wasn't he?

What a jizza-lu it was that responded "indeed" in a void manner.

"Perhaps that man is the one who can make the most accurate decision about whether or not this deed is right. And if it was that man, I would have been able to tell it directly to the lord of Genos"

"Yeah, that's right.... Oh, I'm sorry! Isn't that right?

"... there's nothing toddlers need to choose words like that"

Giza-Lou replied quietly, laughing as his partner creaked a little further away.

"But you must have also exchanged words with the men of Mahydra, Asta of the house of Fa"

And Donda-Lou calls me to try and make me nod yes.

"You're the man who's the brother of the woman Rudd-Lou was talking about. His name was Eleo-Cher, and when I told him how my sister was spending her time, he said thank you."

"... only human beings with a strong heart of faith will behave like that while being slaves"

Donda-Lou said so with a voice at the bottom.

"Instead, I wonder if it is the nobility of Genos who uses man as a tool that is guilty... but in Mahydra, we were talking about the people of the west being treated as slaves"

"Yeah, that's what Camua said."

The story was that the daughter of the town who was exposed to the Sung family was sold to Mahdra that way.

But I didn't want to make the air on the table any heavier, so I decided to let my remarks on this occasion slip away.

"We, the people of the woods, paid no attention to things outside the woods. We can't say anything about slaves like that. Based on that, there will be no other way to lay words with the nobles of Genos and look for the right path"

Did Donda-Lou think the same thing? The tone was full of strength that no further questions were needed.

So we decided to take the conversation back to something more worldly and buy time to interact with our valued guests.

Yun-Sudra and others, who were a lot harder because of the main house of the chieftaincy muscle, also begin to speak out to their guests and to the people of the Lou family by showing their lucidity in advance over time. Also, the people of the town wanted to hear a lot about the woodland mastery, so they were able to enjoy the meal as soon as the conversation broke off.

If we were to talk about cooking, water would also be directed at Michel, and Terrier-Mass would be asked for his opinion on what was going on in the Inn Town. On the side of the woods, Mother Meer Ray and Grandmother Tito Min, on the side of the guests, Yumi and Dora's father connected the story well, and they also drew words from such oligarchy people. The only thing that seemed to annoy it at all was about Dalm-Lou.

"You're a lot silent. Eating so much delicious food, I've only been on my face for so long."

Yumi and others spoke that way, making Darum-Lu's eyebrows hiss no more.

"You're so manly, it's a waste. If you laughed at me, all my daughters would be upset."

"… is such a thing relevant to you, etc."

"It doesn't matter. You were worried about Rud-Lu and Lara-Lu, too, weren't you? Almost twenty, but when will my brother take my wife?"

"What are you talking about to people in town!

Dyed the wound on his right cheek bright red and Dalm-Lou yelled at him, Donda-Lou took control of it, "You're freaking me out," he said.

"Don't raise your big voice in the middle of dinner.... Though more or less Rudd or Lara would be right? When are you going to take my wife?

I was sorry for Dalm-Lou, but such interaction was one of the colors.

That's how the food went down well, and where the obvious plates were emptied, Rimi-Lou stood up resolutely.

"Then it's time to serve sweets! Tara, can you help me?

"Yeah!"

A wooden vessel as huge as a pot, kept by the doorway, is brought into the centre of the hall by the hands of two young girls. In the meantime, Raina-Lou handed out a replacement for Zozo tea from a small kamado for thermal insulation.

"It's a new chutch cake today! We made it delicious, so eat it, everyone!

A new wooden dish of chatch cake is handed from hand to hand.

Its chutch cakes were all cocoa-like in colour, and were sprinkled with a light brown sauce.

How dare Rimi-Lou suddenly let the Gigi leaves incorporate two ingredients: Hoboi fruit.

The sifted translucent chatch cake was refined with gigigi leaves, caron milk and sugar, while the brown sauce was an addition of crushed hoboi fruit to the caramelized sugar.

It is a combination of Gigi leaves with a cocoa-like flavor and Hoboi fruit with a sesame flavor. It was quite a bold attempt, but the finish was excellent, as Rimi-Lou also had a second taste after Tour-Din when it came to making sweets.

The sauce is sweeter enough, so the sweetness of the cake body is cracked. Rich in flavors of gigigi and milk, I like the throat ladder. It has a cocoa-flavored wasabi cake with a sweet filling that smells like sesame seeds. This was certainly a flavour that you might expect to synergize with Zozo tea.

"Oh, this guy is delicious..."

Grandma Ziva, too, is sneezing her face and laughing.

I wonder if Rimi-Lou's particular focus on chutch cakes among confectioneries is in view of Grandma Ziva, who has weak teeth?

Whatever it was, it couldn't have been a person complaining about this flavor, even if it wasn't Grandma Ziva.

"It's really delicious. It's too late to finish eating."

Unexpectedly, Sufila-Zaza, smudged and crushed in such tones, drew his face in a hurry, but with the aim Limi-Luu never missed it.

"Thanks! I'm glad Sphilla-Zaza always eats sweets like they taste good."

Sphilla-Zaza keeps her cheeks red and doesn't answer.

Also, the parents and second brother of the Luu family, who had yet to lift the ban on fruit liquor, were eating chutch cakes with the same momentum as eating food.

"Oh, this guy is delicious. I told you it didn't seem like a good idea for street food, but it makes me think it's so delicious."

Yumi and Terrier-Mass are also smiling and eating chutch cakes. They stopped tasting to enjoy the revelations.

"Nice. I'd like to make one, too.... but am I quick to get my hands on confectionery?

As Mim snuck in, the blinking father glanced back at you.

"If you think you can wear meat, vegetables and seasonings and even how to make confectionery at the same time, give it a try. It's not what I found out."

"Me too! You can just say no if you can't! You don't have to say it in such a mean way!

While I enjoyed the interaction between my father and daughter, I took a better look at the straw eye-fa.

Ai-Fa is carrying a chatchy cake into his mouth with a quiet face, unchanged.

"Hey, every dish tasted good without complaining?

"Uhm."

"I'm looking forward to the feast in three days. It's not bad to treat a complete guest."

"But the day before that, we have to go out to Castle Town again. It's fun, too. I hope you can tell me what it is."

Speaking of which, two days later, a meeting of reconciliation with the Earl of Saturas would take place. We weren't invited by name, but we are offering our seats to better connect with the Lord of the Inn Town, the Earl of Saturas.

"Well, if the Marquis Genos will take it, I guess I don't have to worry about it that much. I can't imagine what kind of food you could feed me, though."

Varcus, however, should not have been entrusted with the cooking of the day because another nobleman had requested it. The story was whether the head chef holding the Earl Saturas family would keep the cook or not, and whether he was currently thinking about it.

"Even if it was Varcus, it's not as good as we ever get to feel so happy. In a forest neighborhood, he mouths the dishes of his countrymen. I don't think there's any more happiness rolling into Castle Town."

"Yeah, I agree with that."

That's about it, the meeting on this day was fun and filled my heart.

Can we all share so much happiness with the nobles? I didn't know that, but the fact that this moment is so much fun and happy now was the only thing I couldn't move.