790 Eastern gastronomer (medium)

The next day.

It was not until after welcoming Jomtien that his parents were told to return to their homes under Alvach, who had been working on the executive in the morning.

Alvach, who was about to head to the dining room to grab a snack, takes his feet to the hall. Then there was not only the parents, but also the figure of Nanaqem, the first son of the 'd' lord.

"Nanaqem. Now have you visited our house?"

"Um, it's Sun God's Easter soon, so let me say hello before I do."

Nanaquem is a unique friend to Alvach. In any case, Arvach and Nanaqem must become lords of their respective territories and guide the people of Gerd. In order to increase that tie, the two names had been interacting from a young age only.

"But first, it seems I need to speak to you from the lord. Until it's over, I'll hold it aside. '

'Hmm. How was this meeting?

Alvach turned to his fatherly lord, but there awaited an indignant glance.

"It's Alvach. I told you to stay connected in the name of the Lord."

'Um. I don't recall making a difference to that promise, but what is your father angry about?

"The head chef has asked for time. I don't deserve to keep the cook of this mansion, etc. '

'I see,' Alvach nodded.

The father puts so much anger in his eyes.

'Not so much. Now how many cook numbers do you think left the mansion? Didn't the head chef or something last six months?

"The chef would have had something to think about, too. What is he offering?

He said, "I will now even enter into training and eventually I will surely gain the strength I deserve to keep the cook of the lord's mansion, and so on. That's what it is. '

'You were still the only cook with that kind of temper. I want to wait for him to soon acquire the strength he deserves.'

'Come on,' his father snapped heavily.

It does not imitate the expression exactly as it moves, but it is clearly done with anger.

"We're quitting the Lord's mansion, so it would be natural to prepare as many words as that. So the cooking number that showed up again, would it have existed before?

"In my memory, I don't think it exists yet."

'Naturally. Who would like to work in a mansion with such a difficult person!

Finally, when his father gave him an anger, his companion Alvach's mother quietly raised her voice as' Lord '.

'Roughing up your voice lacks clinginess. Undress the trip first, and I think it will calm you down.'

"But how can we fail to make this one, we shall sooner or later befall the lifetime of Chaska!

"At that time, I will stand in the cook. Well, the dishes that will convince my stubborn son will be very unprepared. '

Saying it that way, there was a light in his mother's eyes that made fun of Alvach.

"Come on, come here anyway... Alvach asks for Lord Nanaquem"

The parents went out of the hall, leading the offering.

Nanaquem, who was down by his side, approached Alvach saying, 'Oh, boy'.

"You seem the same. I was going to rush to get a scalpel, but I think I lost it too late."

"Hmm. What is a helper knife about?

"I was trying to restrain you so that this kind of noise would not happen. Ever since I got back from Genos, I've had a reputation for being polished by your difficult personality."

Alvach sighed and let him point to the exit of the hall.

'Whatever, I welcome you. Snacks in the day, during the errand, so as to prepare the minutes of Nanaquem'

A samurai, who had secretly refrained, responds' Yes'.

After nodding back to you, Alvach took Nanaquem out into the corridor.

In Ger and Doh, the lord and his subordinates work in the lord's mansion. Of course, the clerical and residential spaces were separated, but they were buildings on the same premises.

In the western kingdom, this would be called a "castle". The lord's mansion is also a robust building surrounded by stone walls, built to receive and intercept external enemies at times of need. but in Gerd's long history, there was no record of him being stepped so far into an outside enemy.

(I have a friendly relationship with Mahdra, and the hateful Jagal is the end of the South, so naturally. So again...... my relationship with Selva, the other friendly country, is crucial I guess)

Gerd's relationship with Selva consisted, in short, on thin ice. Gerd was originally repelled by the people of the west because of his deep bond with Mahydra.

Yet today, the case of Gerd's bandits attacking the people of the west was aggravated. There were many poor people on the border of Gerd, which turned him into an abominable bandit, attacking Selva's territory and travellers.

'... how would it have been spoken at this meeting when it came to the bandit's crusade?

As Alvach asked as he walked down the brick corridor, Nanaquem nodded 'um' with a serious glance.

'After all, the only way to do this seems to be to enhance the outlook on the streets near Selva. Surveillance of all the long and relaxing streets will be an unusual labor... because you can't leave a bandit alone'

"So the idea of exploring the strongholds of bandits didn't go through?"

"There's no way to explore the base. Or if you do poorly, there is a risk that most villages in the border area will be seen as the strongholds of bandits. Conversely, there will be a high formula that no human being is making only bandits his business, and that the poor are working illegally instead of his business in order to obtain food '

"But you can't miss the sin of a bandit"

'So we just have to strengthen our outlook and stop the bandit's barbarism. If we know that Gerd's lord is serious about taking control of the bandits, there will be many people who will put their swords down'

That was true, but there were points that did not fall on the heart.

"So what happens to a man with a knife? If you can no longer get food as a bandit, will more humans return their souls with hunger?

'That may be true... but I thought you said you couldn't miss the sins of bandits'

'But if poverty is generating sinners, we cannot solve the problem unless we remove its causes. If the inhabitants of Gerd are suffering from hunger, isn't it the role of the clan lord to save it?

Nanaquem shook his neck to the side, breathing small.

'That's a word. The word should be heard by our fatherly lords'

"Uhm. I'll be sure to do that"

For the first time, when the story settled, he arrived during his stewardship.

Alvach is a trace of the lord, so it is also made loosely large during the executive. Also, there was no lesson in using chairs in the eastern kingdom, so fur rugs were laid there as well, and behind them were shelves to hold large seating tables and paperwork.

"The Sun God's Easter is now approaching."

When he lowered his back on the rug, Nanaquem said so.

Perhaps it's a sign of intent to keep the hard stories later. Even as Alvach, there were no differences.

"Uhm. I am delighted to be able to celebrate Easter peacefully this year"

"In the mansion of this lord of Ger, can it be said that it is peaceful? You said it was Easter because of it, but you lost your head chef?

'... are you willing to steam that story back again?

"For me today, that was the point."

Nanaquem had a polite faceless expression, but his voice contained the sound of a whisper of Alvach.

"My lord and my family, it's a pity. It's Easter once a year, but you've lost an important head chef. Isn't that why the Lord was so outraged?

'But there was a lot of indulgence in that man's cooking. Regardless of the number of dishes you are currently employing in this mansion as a new head chef, it probably doesn't seem to make a big difference in the finish'

'Right. But if you were complaining at the same rate, would the other cooking numbers run away?

To Alvach, I could not argue aggressively.

In the black eyes of Nanaquem, now a light emerges that can deceive Alvach.

'More than ever, we should not have been a clan adamant in things like gastronomy. Surrounded by mountains so abundant, you can only speak of their grace, and they are incredibly happy. In that, how come you're the only one who's stuck with something called gastronomy?

"… I am not saying that we should snuff out unnecessary copper coins for gastronomy, etc. However, would it be natural for you as a human to seek a delicious meal? And the pursuit of the best results should also be the right figure of man '

"Haven't the previous chefs also been offering the results?

"But no man existed as one who would serve a dish that would convince me wholeheartedly. If you were to name a cook, wouldn't that be lazy and arrogant?

"… so you have finally made your way with the ideal cook in an exotic land"

Nanaquem took another small breath.

"To Asta, the cook by the woods, Varcus, the cook of Castle Town... did these two names satisfy you wholeheartedly? I've never seen you line up so many words of praise before."

"Uhm. And I think Dia, the head chef of Castle Genos, was a comparable arm. It's just... that's probably strongly in line with the preferences of the people of the West. It's not his bad arm, it's just a little out of my taste. '

It was only natural that they would fall out of Alvach's taste because they were a people of the biological west. Asta and Varkas, who were able to shoot through Alvach's chest without such a difference in origin, are more out of standard.

(But that's probably the difference between left and right, not up and down. If it was my people in the west, Dia's cooking was just as impressive as Asta's... the completeness that made it seem that way did exist in Dia's cooking)

Nanaquem was sighing again while Alvach was giving his thought to the distant Genos.

"Not at all, you've had an unfortunate encounter"

"An unhappy encounter? Why? I ate Asta and Varcus dishes, and I just couldn't help but be happy."

"But we cannot bring those men back to this mansion, and we cannot visit Genos with you every so often. Then isn't that just how you got worried, unhappy? Of course, I lost my precious chef, and your family."

When Alvach lost his word, the door was knocked from the outside.

The samurai with their lunch snacks often come into the room. One of them prepared me a new Gigi tea for my husband and guest.

'With this snack, the chef is leaving the mansion. We just wanted to bring you an apology.'

Leaving those words behind, the samurai left the room.

Arranged on the rug are Chaska dishes and confectionery. It's only a snack, so it's a very small amount.

"Now let's have the chef's heart you're complaining about."

Nanaquem relieved himself of his pre-meal courtesy before taking up the dishes of Chaska cuisine.

The white chaska is covered with oil and shines brightly. The ingredients were small-cut gamma meat and some vegetables, which were accompanied by finely ground red and green vanilla with colour and aroma.

"Uhm, it's delicious. At least he seems to have more solid arms than the head chef of my mansion."

Alvach also mouthed the dish, listening to Nanaquem's thoughts.

But after all, disappointment stands ahead of joy. This dish also seemed to disrupt the harmony because of salting and fire.

'I guess the fact that my advice is not doing me a favor is still not something I can do overnight. He needs to revisit what he's learned from the ground up.'

'That's tough. The chef can only wish for his free time if he tells us so much about the lord. "

After eating the Chaska dish, the sweet treat is next.

This was a dough that was ground with beans. In the dough are hidden fruits simmered with sugar and vanilla, and the dough itself is hung with oil flavoured with vanilla.

Again, neither could you satisfy Alvach.

"In this confection, even vanilla is out of harmony. It would be delicious if you ate the oil hung on top and the fruit condensed on the inside separately, but at the same time the flavor of wanting is bumped. Also, if the fruit is to be so sweet, the dough should be less sweet. When the dough touches the tongue, it is enough that it feels slightly sweet, but it also adds unbeatable sweetness to the fruit. This is an unparalleled finish that I would rate as a waste of sugar '

'That's getting spicy. Besides, it's not off-target that's troublesome. "

After dampening his mouth with Gigi's tea, Nanaquem said so.

"I was eating this confection without any dissatisfaction, but when I hear your complaint, I feel comfortable that it may indeed be so. So I'm sure your words are shooting at you."

'Um. Can you acknowledge my correctness?

'I'm not talking about if I'm right. If you keep your mouth shut, we'll enjoy the meal without any complaints. Your tongue means you're too sharp. "

"... so if you keep my mouth shut, then everything will be resolved."

To the words of Alvach, Nanaquem narrowed his eyes to Urunna.

'If I can do that, I'll take care of it. You're not the kind of person who can keep quiet about the frustrations you feel about cooking?

'But as Father had just mentioned, the cooking numbers who had left the mansion would never come back. So no matter how much I've commented, it doesn't make sense. Rather, it means it's only harmful for the sake of annoying the families'

Nanaquem has set aside his cup of tea and has embarked himself slightly.

"Alvach, isn't he like you? You seem to be losing your power for a long time."

'... was what you were saying right? It may have been an unfortunate thing for anyone to have toured with an ideal cook in a distant exotic country'

Nanaquem put his arms around him and remained silent for a while before speaking.

'It's an increasingly impersonal rhetoric. It doesn't suit you to expose yourself to such weakness.'

But you and I came here to restrain me?

"It would be a man named Alvach-Germftan who doesn't even put my words on his teeth? As a friend of yours, it is unwillingness to appear so weak '

'No, but...'

'Seems like you've only been complaining lately, but you should have said as much praise so far. That would have been great joy and encouragement for the cooks. The fact that you hold your mouth means that you will no longer have the opportunity to give such joy or encouragement. "

'So what do you want me to do?

When Alvach questioned him, Nanaquem said 'I don't know' with an unsatisfactory eye.

'You should think for yourself about such a thing. My friend Alvach must have had the toughness to cut himself open no matter how difficult the road. "

In the wake of thoughtless objections, Alvach became greatly troubled.

But what can I do to solve it? In the first place, is this a serious and troubling story about the Lord's trail? Even that was uncertain to Alvach.