797 Kamado number of cradle (medium)

It was a story that Asta of Fa's house handles in the settlement of Ravitz for three days.

As for Asta, he seemed to assume a longer period of time, but Ravitz's parents, who disliked Fa's house, didn't give in as hard as they could. If it was the decision of Parental Ravitz, it was a fateful story.

But three days was enough to know the power of Asta. Whenever Asta-friendly mothers returned to their homes, the Malfira-Nahams were to be greatly surprised.

"Today, I'm going to learn to cook things like boiled and stir-fried food."

On the second day of being handpicked, the mother declared so.

It is, after all, somewhere, a look full of excitement and confusion. I'm sure he's pushing his emotions to death while he's being handled, so I guess that'll flood out when he gets home.

"But we don't have much time. Can one of you cook something like yesterday's Gibbs Pup, and the other one help me?

"Yes! Then I'll help my mother!

Anytime a healthy youngest sister was to give her a name first.

Even as Malfira-Naham, I didn't care about something called a new dish, but it's also a big job to make yesterday's 'Giva Soup' by yourself. I was set to do my job diligently while my hair was pulled back by the two bustling noises.

That's how, just like yesterday, the food was done by sundown in plenty.

If you go back to the house, your family is waiting in full swing. Everyone took it silently. He looked at it, but his sense of anticipation became enthusiastic and he couldn't even feel like he was filling the hall.

"Uh, I'll just tell you one thing at the beginning, I couldn't finish as well today as I did yesterday. It was a more laborious dish than yesterday, so give him a break."

After pre meal wording, the mother said so.

My youngest sister has a slightly uncomfortable face.

"I thought it was a good idea. I don't think she's convinced."

"Well, I've been talking about what Asta at Fa's house made."

Whatever it was, it was the start of dinner.

What the mother and youngest sister did was cook a dish called stir-fried in a stew. Malfira-Naham was to take up a wooden dish while keeping his chest behind him.

Let's start with a dish called stewed food.

This was Giva's shoulder meat and aria simmered in fruit liquor.

When I put it in my mouth, my hard shoulder flesh softened loose like a lie.

The meat is blended with the sweetness and acidity of the fruit liquor. It had an incredible taste.

Plus, Aria has a strong flavor.

This dish is made from finely chopped aria, in addition to the aria that was simmered together. That almost melted out of shape, and the flavor seemed to stick strongly to the broth and ingredients.

"Hmm... odd flavor, but I think I'm delicious. The smell of fruit liquor from the meat is a little strange."

When his oldest sister's partner spoke that way, his youngest sister said, "Hey, it's delicious!" and smiled.

Sure, I think it's delicious. Anyway, Giva meat is delicious, so it has a very different flavour than previous dishes.

It's just that Malfira-Naham, too, was never as shocked as he was last night. The sourness of the fruit liquor also made me feel a little disturbed.

(I wonder if this would taste better with normally cooked giva meat...... ah, but shoulder meat is hard when cooked, so it doesn't make you feel comfortable eating like this)

All alone in his heart, Malfira-Naham took the next wood dish.

It is a dish called stir-fry. A fatty Giva breast is roasted with Aria. However, because they were both cut into small pieces, the edges were a lot more burnt.

"Hmm, isn't this delicious too"

My oldest sister's partner said satisfactorily.

Malfira-Naham agrees. I think it would be much better than the meat on our backs we skewered ourselves before Asta visited. Salt and pico leaves were also used in this dish, so it felt as if it enhanced the taste of meat and aria.

But after all, the bitterness of the burnt part was in the way.

It is also a shame because burning makes the texture worse. I guess we should be more careful with fire and subtraction if we are to finish this dish properly.

(But Giva's breasts were so delicious. We always baked or simmered them in chunks, but when I cut them into thin pieces and bake them, they taste and texture so different)

When Malfila-Naham thought that way, his eldest brother Mora-Naham said, "Uhm...?" He raised his voice like a grunt.

"I think this juice dish tastes a lot different than yesterday..."

"Oh, I'm sorry. Was something wrong? I'm going to make it today by myself."

"No... nothing strange..."

Then my eldest sister also quietly raised her voice, "Right."

"Rather, it feels extraordinarily tastier than yesterday. Is it the addition or subtraction of salt or pico leaves...... very tasty"

"Uh, really?," his youngest sister took up a "giva soup" wood plate.

So I sipped with a wooden spoon and I said, "Really -!" and round his eyes.

"Something seems completely different from yesterday! How did Sister Malfira make this?

"Wow, I just made it the way my mother taught me. Other than that, I don't know how to make it..."

"Oh well. Tomorrow, then, Sister Malfira will cook a new dish! Then your mother might be convinced too!

Thus, the second day of supper came to an end.

It is the third day at dawn.

Even that day, her mother returned handsomely with two new dishes.

"Today, it's a meat dumpling dish. Meat dumplings are a pretty easy dish... Malfira, can you help me?

"Ugh, yeah. Wow, okay."

As her mother put it, meat dumplings were an extremely strange dish.

It was a dish that finely chopped the giva meat and rounded it to bake or simmer.

In the meat, combine salt, pico leaves and finely chopped aria, plus the powder of poitan dissolved in water, just a little bit. Poitan was unnecessary if used to it, but finishing the sticky meat round was quite difficult.

The whole "giva steak" was just a dish that baked thick, sliced meat.

However, it is not known how to cook the surface on a high heat first, then transfer it to a low heat body, pour fruit liquor, cover it, and steam it.

(Well I usually try to cook this thick meat in an iron pan and it's decided to burn... then I guess I'm just talking about skewering it)

Malfira-Naham thought so, but decided to try and make it first, as her mother said.

There is nothing difficult about the work itself. It was a story of adding salt and pico leaves to the fruit liquor left in the iron pan and hanging it on the meat served on the wood plate would be complete.

"Hey, gibberish, I could do it, but the last salt and pico leaves, can Sister Murphyra let me in?

Murphyra-Naham decided to respond because his youngest sister, who was working alone to make "Giva Soup", wished him that way.

I will first look at the taste of the broth and try adding salt and pico leaves in the consideration that this is about it.

Further taste made me feel like I didn't have enough salt, so I added more.

Then, with his mother frowning, he brings his face closer to Malfira-Naham.

"That's how Asta used to put salt and pico leaves back in while making sure it tasted. You look kind of like Asta right now."

"Oh, well, do you? Yeah, but there's no other way, is there?

"Yeah. But come on... how do you know that if you don't have enough salt or enough pico leaves?

"Duh, duh, I don't know why they say that... but if you taste it, you know more or less, don't you?

"No, I have no idea."

Either way, the dish is done.

Since meat dumplings and steaks are unpleasant to taste, I don't know what Malfira-Naham can do either. I just couldn't wait to see what these dishes tasted like.

"Thank you for waiting! Dinner's ready for you tonight!

The dish is brought into the hall with the declaration of the last sister.

Then the eldest sister, who made her two toddlers refrain instead, smiled.

"Since yesterday, these kids seem to be waiting a long time for dinner. It feels like we're eating more."

"Ugh, yeah. I hope you think today's dishes are delicious... but I don't know."

The meat dumplings, half cooked and half in a pan.

The baked portion hangs the same fruit liquor broth as' Giva Steak '. Even a 2 or 3 year old should have been able to mouth this meat dough.

"... we've been talking about Kamadoku's way up to today."

Before dinner, the parents said so.

"Creating delicious dishes is a different new job than before. It will take some time to make the hands-on content your own, but in the future, I want you to pass on those moves to the branches and make sure they know if a delicious meal is going to be a poison or a medicine for us."

That's how dinner started.

Malfira-Naham pinches up the roasted meat dough while suppressing feelings of deviation. What is the flavour of this most laborious dish? Murphyra-Naham has always cared.

Before baking, I applied Giva's fat to the iron pan, so it hasn't burned more than necessary. Slightly, it has a grilling color that feels good.

A broth of fruit liquor hung from the top emitted a sweet aroma.

Thoughtfully, I threw that in my mouth - easier than I expected, and Giva's meat softened loose.

At the same time, the fat and gravy spreads in my mouth.

It is much richer in fat and gravy than normally roasted meat.

It intertwined with fruit liquor broth and aria and salt and pico leaves, creating an unspoken taste.

"Wow, isn't this totally delicious?

My youngest sister was making such a scene.

But Malfira-Naham could not answer that.

My chest was blocked because I didn't know what I was capable of.

I guess this means delicious.

A fiercer emotion than it was yesterday runs through Malfira-Naham's body.

The flavour of Giva, clarified by the smell disappearing, can be so delicious by adding various finesses.

That fact may have beaten Malfira-Naham.

"Is that it? Sister Malfira, what's wrong!?

And my youngest sister pulls her arm from the side.

Looking back, its face was blurred and sumptuous.

How long was Malfira-Naham in tears?

"Are you in a bad mood? Something about the meat getting stuck in your throat?

"Chi, no... Wow, why am I crying...?

"That's what we're asking! I've never seen my sister Malfira cry before!

Malfira-Naham placed a plate of meat dough and let it muddle his face with a suitable cloth.

"Oh, I'm sorry. Beh, nothing, it's nothing. I was just confused because I thought what a delicious dish."

"If I was confused, did I get tears? Don't be too surprised!

My youngest sister held her chest down as relieved.

Then from across the street, my oldest sister calls me.

"I don't know why I'm crying, but I know what it's like to be stunned. I was also truly amazed by these dishes."

"Uhm, really! This is what delicious food is all about!... Is that right, Parent?

Asked by his eldest sister's companion, the parent nodded heavily, "Uhm..."

"It sounds awful, but different vegetables were used in the dishes I ate at the Parents' Conference. Therefore, it would be impossible to talk about cooking dishes as delicious as those... but I am still as surprised as that night. This would be the delicious dish."

"Oh well. Dad, what a delicious dish you were eating! Then I would have liked to have called Asta in Fa's house sooner."

"So it is the deed of the house of Fa..."

"Uh, I'm sorry. But I don't know about business in town or anything, but I figured it was the right thing to do to make delicious food! So, you know, Sautti and Zaza, but I was wondering if I could teach you that right away."

That said, my youngest sister threw a new meat dough in her mouth.

Parents remain stubbornly facedown, nodding "umm".

"However, to mouth a delicious dish, you should need something called different concerns. How has Asta been speaking in the last three days?

"Oh, you said this meat dumpling needs attention when it comes to cooking. If you were eating all the soft meat, your jaws and teeth would be weakened and your powers as a hunter would be affected, so don't mouth it every day and don't get rid of the habit of eating hard dried meat-"

The mother also replied with a serious look on her face.

"Others said you need to be careful when you start eating sugar or oil or something you haven't really spoken of before... because we don't have the habit of mouthing such unfamiliar things."

"Hmm. That story's been turned from Fow's house before."

"Oh, speaking of which, you did. Back then, we didn't think we'd get involved."

That said, the mother softened her expression.

"In the meantime, we will do everything in our power to make sure that delicious food is served every day. I guess it's only after that that that I'll decide."

"Hmm. So far, you haven't had a problem, have you?

"Oh. If I dare say so, I don't know if that means I'm starting to use firewood more than ever. We'll have to keep trying for a few more days to figure out if that's gonna be a burden for the women."

"About picking up firewood, I said I could do something about it! It would be a shame to give up delicious dishes like that!

Since I said it that way, my youngest sister has looked back at Malfira-Naham.

"Look, Murphyra, sister, eat more too! Didn't you just eat meat dumplings yet? This sooty, delicious dish!

"Ugh, yeah. Wow, okay."

That's how dinner resumed.

'Giva Steak' is also, indeed, delicious. It feels much more luminous than skewered meat. Marfila-Naham, worried about why that was, eventually got to one answer.

(Right. When skewered, the melted fat drips over all my men. But this is how the first time you cook the surface with strong heat, the juice and fat will be less likely to spill... and the spilled juice and fat is blended into the fruit liquor broth. So maybe it's so delicious)

The taste was not as unknown as' meat dumplings', therefore the 'giva steak' finish shocked Malfila-Naham. Just because you cook up meat, you just have to take into account that kind of detail, and the finish is going to be so different.

Thinking of it that way, it was likely to spill new tears again.

Delicious dishes don't shake Malfira-Naham's passion.

How can I accept that so much happiness has suddenly rolled out in front of me? Maybe my mind is confused. However, there was no doubt whatsoever that Malfira-Naham was happy.

"Oh, speaking of which... you hadn't told your mother yet that Ravitz's family had visited as much as you did earlier"

And his eldest sister, who watched the meal of the toddler with a soft eye, said such a thing to the pretend.

"Tomorrow morning, Naham and Vin's parents were told to gather at the Ravitz main house. He wants to discuss a proposal from Asta at Fa's house."

"Suggestions from Asta at Fa's house?

"Yes, he wants the Ravitz blood clan to determine if the business in the lodging town is the right thing to do by actually helping it... Asta at Fa's house says so"

Malfira-Naham almost accidentally dropped a wooden dish.

The mother is frowning at Uganawa.

"I see... that's how you talked about Beim's house being involved in the stall business, too, which is opposed to Fa's house doing. I can't believe you brought that to Ravitz's blood."

"Yes, and Din's house, Zaza's family, has also been helping Fa's house do business for a long time, hasn't it? It may indeed be a necessary deed to determine the certainty of the house of Fa"

"Hmm. Whether Fa's house has no bad heart or not, it will need to be looked at crumbly. That's how I'm going to proceed in tomorrow's discussion."

That's what the parents said.

Malfira-Naham gets himself out by accident.

"Oh, well, so you're saying we're sending someone out of Ravitz's blood family, too, to Fa's house?

"Uh-huh. Depends on what we discuss tomorrow."

Malfira-Naham was so daunted that his head shook out.

"Oh, oh, um... well, if that's the case, wow, I'd love to go!

Everyone in the family was supposed to look back at Malfira-Naham in disgust.

Even the two toddlers are watching Malfira-Naham properly.

In the meantime, the parents shook their heads sideways, "No."

"We can't leave such an important role to people like you who are still young. Even listening to Asta in Fa's house would be to choose the right person from the parent Ravitz's house."

"Oh, well... well, that's right..."

Malfira-Naham was the thought of power falling out of his whole body.

Then my youngest sister said, "What's wrong?," he laughs.

"It's unusual for Sister Malfira to give you a name like that. You wanted to try and help me with the stall business so badly?

"Ya, I'm not sure about the stall business... A, I figured if I could help someone named Asta do his job, I'd get to know more about tastier dishes..."

"With that feeling, I can't let it go any further. This is an extremely important story that shapes the end of the forest."

After speaking in a harsh voice, the parents softened their tone only slightly.

"You do your job, Malfira. One day, if we get along, we'll have a chance to make it look like Asta from Fa's house."

"Ha, yes. Wow, I get it..."

Malfira-Naham had been quiet for a while, but he was just able to regain his strength.

On second thought, I don't think I can get anything out of it, even if I, for example, come to Fa's house. The same was true of the baby in front of Asta in Fa's house, such as Malfira-Naham, who was finally able to touch something delicious in the past few days.

(Anyway, now, let's do the work I learned from my mother. Even this meat dumpling is soaked, because I feel like I can finish it even better... I want to try to make a decent finished product of yesterday's boiled or stir-fried dish. There's so much left for me to do)

Thinking of it as such, it was such a comfort that it was enveloped in light before its eyes.

Marfila-Naham was completely fascinated by the delicious cuisine on this day.