907 New Ingredients ② - Doula Grace and Mahydra Grace

This way, Gerd, it's vanilla.

Only in a solemn manner, Pratica introduced us to the following ingredients:

"It's Kokoli, Myan, Myanz, and Bukela. Finely ground and prepared for easy tasting."

Exactly, the nobles had declined this taste. A cook would find it hard to determine the value of spices where they are worn out.

But of course, the cooks are intrigued. That in the castle town of Genos, how skillfully you can handle vanilla seems to be one of the statuses.

"Hmm. Myan and Myanz have similar names, but the colors and aromas seem very different."

When Timaro commented as such, Pratica responded "Yes".

"They, being brothers, are said, are very different in nature. Also, Mintz, when you dry it, that's how, color, changes."

"Hmm. They both have unique flavors, and this is where the cook's arm is going to be tried."

Timaro had a very difficult face.

Varcus, after all, is a disconnect. Varcus is regarded as one of the best if allowed to handle vanilla, but what exactly do you have in mind?

Well, now, it's more my own inquisition than that. The small surnames brought small plates here, so we decided to give them a taste too.

The cockroach is a pale brown powder that is as saggy as sand.

Myan is a deep green powder.

Myanz is a darker brown powder than coconut.

Pukella is a powder in a mixture of green and brown shades, like dead leaves.

The cocoa had a vibrant taste from the beginning.

Pretty exciting, tongue paralyzing spiciness.

However, it is completely different from the fruit of the chit when it comes to the sea urchin or the salfal when it comes to mustard - it has some unique flavor. The closest thing I could think of was the pepper.

(This might be an interesting way to use it)

This is followed by Myanmar.

This surprised me even bigger than the cockroach. This elusive flavor looked just like the big leaf I know, the so-called Aodiso.

Being his brother, Myanz has a taste that is similar but not alike. refreshing, bitter, if I dare say so, would it taste like sage?

When I thought of it that way, Rayna-Lew snuck up on my sleeve.

"Asta, wasn't this vanilla named Myanz also used for so much intestinal meat as just now?

"Oh, I guess so. It might go well with meat dishes."

I'm not so familiar with it, but if it's a sage, it's got to be pretty typical of spices.

And the last Bukela felt more like Myanz than Myanz. The earthy, grassy flavor is more intense than Myanz's, after all slightly bitter. Besides, I felt like I missed you a lot.

"... this buquera seems to resemble vanilla that soothes you."

And, Timaro speaks up again. This is where Timaro is most active.

As before, Pratica replied yes.

"This bathroom, it smelled similar, I felt it. Are there any vanilla, ingredients, or unused there?

"You never speak of vanilla that cleanses you. It must have been used as a cleansing vanilla because no matter how it was treated, it would not lose its strong tannins."

They said it, and I finally realized it, too. In other words, this vanilla has a similar flavor to yomogi.

(Yomogi... I can only think of about yomogi cakes)

And when I tell you that, Pratica says, "What do you think?" and looked around at the cook.

"Genos, from Gigi, numerous vanilla, can be bought out. This time, vanilla not similar to them, chosen, listened to. Utilization, could it be?

"Compared to as many vegetables and fruits as you just did, it's going to be quite a twist in the head. But cooking brilliant dishes is what cooks are all about."

Timaro proclaimed as such, sticking out his thin chest plate and stewed tummy.

Hi. My nose seems rougher today than usual. Are you excited because even lords Malstein and exotic dignitaries are in the queue?

"Gerd's ingredients, that's it. Next, Dura's ingredients, we'll show you."

Finally, it is the revelation of the ingredients of Dura, Sim's seaside territory.

When Pratica removed the workbench cloth, three kettles were placed there.

"It's marooned chit, persula oil, and fish soy."

"Geez? It seems to be the first name I've ever heard."

Prior to Timaro, now Bozzle spoke. He is a cheerful and big Jagal cook. He doesn't seem to have any negative impressions of Sim's cooks in hostile countries.

"Details, I don't know, because it is an ingredient for fish soy, dura. Fish, raw materials, seasonings. Fish, long time, marinated in salt, filtered, listening.... To investigate, tau oil, isn't it similar?

"Hmm? That tau oil made from tau beans resembles something called its fish soy sauce,?

"Yes. Taste, not that close, but somewhere, something through, I felt. I'm impressed."

At Platica's behest, a bowl like a toy is brought out again. Thus distributed was indeed a thick and smooth liquid, shaded like tau oil.

The flavor is quite vibrant. Rich in sweetness, it doesn't mean it smells like fish, but it has a very unique flavour. As far as the method of production is concerned, the flavorful ingredients of the fish are concentrated.

(In short, I wonder if it's like a tight or numpler. It seems difficult to dominate this, but it might be useful when you want to add a flavor)

The next thing handed out was marooned chits.

I thought this was seafood, too, and he said that maroons are legumes. They stuffed the marooned beans with salt, chit fruit and numerous seasonings, and this was again fermented. The shade was quite reddish because of the use of chit fruit.

"Yeah. It's kind of a miso texture."

The taste is dismissed Polearth, rarely peering into the hands of the cooks.

Well, that's also an ingredient fermented with tau beans, so it would make sense for the texture to be similar. The flavour is as spicy as it looks, but the sweetness, acidity and roundness of the fermented foods are also unique. It doesn't even resemble soy sauce on the bean board, so it seemed to go well with Chinese style dishes.

"And finally, it's Persula's oil pickle"

When Pratica removed the lid of the pot, the surrounding cooks screamed "wow" and pulled themselves away.

Too late, there is a strong scent here too. This is already a clearer fish smell than fish soy.

"Ko, this is quite an intense scent. Is this also an ingredient that uses fish as an ingredient?

When Timaro, who managed to stay on the spot, asked, Pratica nodded yes.

"To preserve, enhance, long time, salt and oil, soaked. Persula, East Xuan Sea, fish to catch."

"I see. Indeed, even in the western capital of Wang, there are many ingredients such as fish marinade and fish soy sauce."

To the crackle, Fermes speaks with a voice containing laughter.

"It just doesn't seem to be included in the ingredients transported to Genos, as the proximity of the Wang capital alone is enough to sell"

"Hmm. I heard that before, so this time, I brought it"

When Alvach declares heavily, the pressing air runs through the cooks. The story of Gerd's lords being more formatted than the Marquis de Genos is, of course, well known.

"Cooks, disgusted, remarkable. Was it unnecessary to soak Persula in oil?

"I guess that doesn't mean you don't see the flavor."

Timaro, who was not as talented in these occasions, paid a respectful tribute.

"We're less familiar with seafood ingredients, so I guess we'll react to persistent hypersensitivity. Lord Pratica, it's very nice to have a taste."

"Yes. Taste, strong, so slightly, please"

By the surnames, Persula's oil pickles are handed out. With that plate just approaching this way, Tour-Din had a crying face.

"Are you okay? You don't have to shut up."

"Yes, no. Because you invited me here, you can't look so unwilling."

He was also a healthy Tool-din.

Reina-Lou and the others, captivated by curiosity, await the arrival of the plates. What kind of ingredients are they, and the feeling of anticipation seems to be worse.

When I tasted it that way, it was still quite intense.

It seems to be well fermented, but it maintains the shape of a fish grated in three sheets. It's salty, sour, slightly sweet - and smells like fish. It was also as if its moist oil would stick to the tongue in order to be oily at any rate.

(Well, I guess it's like a tight anchovy. It would be better than sur stremming to hear rumors)

Sur Stremming is a can of salted herring, dubbed the smelliest in the world. As fermentation progresses in the can, the gas generated from it swells the can, which seems to be a terrible food.

Speaking of which, my father was able to get some sur stremming delicious as well - I can't believe I remember him saying that a lot. I just wanted to experience how intense the silo thing is for once or so.

Dura's ingredients are over while she bites off such emotions.

In all likelihood, Mahydra's ingredients are still withheld. It must be the first time in Genos that so many unknown ingredients will be revealed on the same day.

"So, last but not least, mahydra, the ingredients. Amantha, Drew, Meles."

"Oh, you've got a familiar name for the first time. I think I remember saying Amantha a few times too."

When Polearth said so, Tolst, who had a face like a constipated pug dog, opened his mouth for the first time.

"Amantha is an ingredient brought to you by Gigi's Chamber of Commerce visiting us on the north side. Because of the small quantity, it seems that it is only handled in Castle Genos and Silver Star Hall."

I, too, sounded familiar with that name, and I remember it as if it had been handled in the dishes and confectionery of Varcus and Dia respectively. It was supposed to be sweet and sour fruit, reminiscent of blueberries.

That's how Pratica reveals the real thing, this time with a favorable surprise voice. The three ingredients prepared there were blue, red, purple, and yellow, respectively, and were in very vibrant shades.

"It's Amantha, the blue fruit. It's a red-purple vegetable, Dru. Yellow beans, it's Meles. Raw food, possible, Amantha, so I'll only give it to you."

While enjoying the sweet and sour Amantha flavor, I was intrigued by the rest of the ingredients.

Dru is an obvious root vegetable with a slight tail growth in a plump, round shape.

Meles is a yellow bean about the size of a pinky nail.

Neither, at all, could imagine the flavor.

"In Meles, Mahydra, grain, is seen. The people of the north, Meles, finely ground, trimmed with water, baked, and eaten. In Selva, fuwano, just like that."

"So is that how you eat this one?

"No," Pratica shook her head as Tolst raised her voice worried.

"Meles fabric, very hard, great value, not found. Also, Gerd, Chaska, abundant, so grain, unnecessary. So, Meles, I'll use it as a bean. Genos, Fuwano and Poitan, abundant and therefore will be the same. Just now, cook, see you."

"Really?" Tolst breathed relief.

He would have been concerned that if Poitan, Black Fuwano and Chaska came along and further cereals appeared, the existential significance of the white fuwano from Turan would at last be endangered.

However, I have also heard that white fuwano in Genos is no longer an important export ingredient. Against Black Fuwano from Banaam and Chaska from Sims, this is White Fuwano. White fuwanos were supposed to be treated that way in our homeland, as we rarely do black fuwanos and chaskas.

"Now you've finally finished introducing all the ingredients, right? Hey, that was a tough number! But they were all interesting ingredients."

I want you to do everything in your power so that you can manage to sell it in Genos - and I didn't even give you a yawn that I was pleading with Kamadoku's number by the woods in the shadows, and Polearth smiled with a full face of sociability.

"Then let's continue to ask for a cooking tasting. We're moving into a separate room, so you can exchange views on the cook's history without hesitation."

As the admiring cooks dropped him off, the noble people left the kitchen in a row.

In the meantime, one of the lowest surnames approaches us softly.

"Master Raina-Lou from the main house of Lou, isn't he? The folks at Moribe say they want you to go to the dining room after this tasting session."

Raina-Lou says, "I understand," with a boring face.

The nobles will have a tasting in the dining room. I couldn't even say hello on this occasion, so I was where I wanted to be.

Then, in exchange for the nobles, Gazran-Rutim steps into the cook.

"I = fa. I was told, along with the nobles, how about going to the cafeteria? Is it okay for this escort to leave it to one of you, Ai-Fa?

"Mm-hmm. It's hard to get outlaws into a place like this. … even if such a person appears, let me protect the Kamadokus, even if I am alive"

"Well, let me know with a grass whistle if you need anything"

Leaving a calm smile, Gazran-Rutim walked away.

So, it's finally a long-awaited tasting - but Pratica was like skipping instructions to the cooking assistants who were prepared here. I guess the dishes were made beforehand because they were all so many people even though they were tasting. Since it seems to be a task to warm it up again or serve it up, I didn't get to the stage of touring the handiwork.

Besides, I guess cooking for the nobles is a priority. There was still time to start this tasting, so we decided to let people we knew go around and say hello.

"Thank you very much, Jan. You were with Nicolas today."

"Yes, I said I couldn't, and you allowed me to accompany you"

Jan smiles calmly and Nicola gives a toast at the top of the Buddha.

Jan, however, has soon become a more serious face.

"By the way... was that Platica doing a cooking tour by the woods?

"Yes, on the first day you stayed at Fa's house, and yesterday you were given a tour of the harvest festival"

"And three days ago, they also visited the cooking at the inn stopover."

Jan never did, and she had a tough look.

Those eyes look straight at me.

"Lord Asta, it's very painful to ask for a bump like this... could this Nicola give us another cooking tour by the woods?

"Huh? That's well... with the pardon of the parents and the chiefs, there's no difference between me..."

When I turned my gaze, Ai-Fa also advanced with a look so serious that Jan couldn't beat me.

"Your daughter must have seen Kamadu's work at the previous Lew family banquet. Still, wasn't there enough errands?

"Yes. I want Nicola to expand her visibility within her youth. Still, I don't want to bother the folks by the woods, and I was wondering if I would be happy to be with you when Lord Varcus's disciples were invited..."

"So while I was thinking about it, the newcomer came out wishing for a good look."

Ai-Fa looked back at Nicolas, still with the same expression.

"But Pratica wanted to go to the woods of her own free will. Only the first day would have relied on the name and position of his master, Alvach. Just like when you visited the feast by the woods."

"... I'm not sure what you want to say."

"I'm questioning your mood. Are you just following what Master Yang said?

"No," Nicola glanced.

"I was given a tour of cooking by the woods, and I was to be reminded of how talented I am. If you'll excuse me, I'd like to learn again by the woods."

"Yes, it was Nicolas herself who wanted to come back to the woods when she had the chance."

And Jan, who softened his expression, supplemented me that way.

"Nicolas seemed to get more than I thought. A tour of the cooking of people by the woods, including Lord Asta, will be a great food for Nicola. Stay down, please."

"... well. If so, we should beg the forgiveness of the chiefs"

Speaking that way, Ai-Fa seemed a lot quieter. You're going to have more guests again... and maybe you're depressed.

Then Raina-Lou, who was silently eager to see how things were going, raised his voice.

"If that's the case, why don't we schedule a date with Pratica? Pratica wanted to train in both the woodland and castle towns, so I think it would be easier to welcome her if you could keep up with the day."

And Raina-Lou smiled to encourage Ai-Fa.

"Besides, Fa's house doesn't have to take charge of everything. The Lew family has Michelle and Mime, so I don't think there's anything missing from Pratica or Nicola's training."

"Hmmm... I'm not shunning to welcoming guests to Fa's house..."

"But you only have two families in Fa's house. I think the situation is still different from the Luu family, which originally had many families."

The reason Ai-Fa is passive about inviting guests is probably because - the time you can spend alone with me is shredded.

It made me feel like Rayna-Lew had spotted me in that mood, and I was supposed to blush with Ai-Fa. It is all the more so because one of Ravitz's oldest brothers still had a new story to remember about the wedding.

Either way, the story was about waiting for the chiefs' approval, so I made a paragraph.

Rubbing his feverish cheeks, he now walks over to a group of Varcus. There, again, the disciples were having heated discussions with each other, and Vulcus was alone and grumpy.

"Good day, Varcus. You've been reunited for half a month."

…………

"Uh, Varcus? Is it bad for you to add up or subtract somewhere?

Varcus' eyes, wandering through the void, blurted back at me.

"Oh... Lord Asta, why are you here?

"Oh, no, I was given the help to test the ingredients delivered by Gerd..."

"Oh, the people by the woods were invited, too. I was completely oblivious."

That's how Varcus suddenly did something he didn't even think about.

With a seamless expression, his arms widened wide, and he held my body in his arms.

"It's an honor to meet you. Looking good, above all."

That's how Vulcus slapped me safely on the back and then pulled himself away promptly.

So, I put my arms together as if nothing had happened, and I enter my world again.

"Oh, what are you doing? Do not touch others with ease."

When Ai-Fa complained in an indignant manner, Varcus responded "quietly" with a missing voice of emotion.

"I'm in a hurry to think right now. If you have business, I'll see you later."

"What, that attitude? More or less, that's what you always do."

And where Ai-Fa was so keen, Roy approached him as "hey."

"You better not deal with Varcus right now. It's about new ingredients, and it's full of heads."

"Oh, thank you. … are you in the joy of exploring numerous ingredients?

"No, you're probably even rubbing a prototype in your head. I'm paranoid about how I should incorporate new ingredients into my previous ingredients."

"It's not a delusion, it's a thought," Siri-Low also came.

Towards you, Roy shrugs his shoulder a little.

"Even when I brought back Bardo's ingredients before, Varcus was like that for a while. You were suddenly holding hands and screaming, too."

"O, stick with the extra words! Aren't you going to get a funny misunderstanding!

So now, Siri-Low is going to blush.

In the meantime, Bozzle and Turtumai also greet me. Bozzle and Mim were laughing at each other for a crackling reunion.

"No, all the ingredients in this one were interesting. Even if this isn't Varcus, your arm hurts. It's going to take a while for new ingredients to taste."

"Right! Me too, my chest has been bouncing!... although my father is going to scold me that it's ten years early to get my hands on new ingredients."

Sheila-Lou, who watched quietly for both such names, looks back at Siri-Lou all the time.

"How were the Siri-Laws?

"Huh? What is it?

"Again, are you letting your chest bounce against your expectations? My chest is getting heavy, wondering if I can use all the ingredients at the same time as I get great joy..."

It was an unexpected outburst of mood.

Siri-Low hoists his eyebrows and stuffs them all the way to Sheila-Lou.

"Sticky, you don't need to use all ingredients evenly. If you don't need it, you don't need to use one. But using new ingredients makes it possible to create new flavors, so why not just weigh expectations and feelings of joy and encourage them to do their job?

Sheila-Lou smiled quietly after opening her eyes with a slight surprise at Siri-Lou's sword screen.

"Right. You're right about Siri-Low.... I'm sorry to expose you to such a weakness"

"Oh, no, in a story where you insist on apologizing..."

"Siri-Low, you're strong. Now that you're so kind, I respect you."

"What, what is it? Stop saying strange things to you!

Siri-Low turns his face red again and pulls himself back. She would have been her, trying to inspire Sheila-Lou. When Siri-Low first visited the woodland, it was this Sheila-Lou who kindly bought the escort role and left.

It looks like we're getting ready for a tasting party while we're at it, so we're in a hurry. I haven't said hello to Dia and Timaro yet.

Fortunately, they both refrained from being in the same place. In other words, Timaro was talking hot to Dia. As we approached, Dia narrowed her eyes and smiled.

"It's a hiccup. Hey, folks by the woods. Good luck today."

During Easter we were blessed with the good fortune of eating the dishes of Dia, but it is about the crackling in person and face. She is a very gentle looking woman with white brown hair wrapped around her head. I guess I'm not old enough to be called an old woman yet, but there didn't seem to be anything that would turn into that relaxed elegance and style either.

"It's a hiccup, Dia. And Timaro. Looking good, above all."

"Yes, you seem magnificent, above all."

Timaro said so with a smile like he had taken care of it. Obviously, it's an annoying attitude. Apparently, we are disturbing bugs.

Then Dia tilted her "alas" and her little neck.

"Was Timaro also acquainted with the people by the woods? I didn't know that."

"Oh, yes. I've spoken of your dishes several times… I've had a lot of opportunities to look at these ingredients."

"You were. That's hard to do."

"Oh, well, I guess it's a Western God's call"

He answers to Dia lovingly, but he puts a slight and thorny gaze at us. Is that how far our presence stands in the way?

"You two were intimate, weren't you? It seems a little unexpected."

When Raina-Lou raised her voice that way, Dia tilted her calf with a soft expression.

"I don't think it's been more than a year since I've seen you with Timaro... isn't it surprising that we speak intimately?

"Yes, Timaro has a tough attitude toward Varcus, so I imagined on my own whether that was true toward Dia as well"

"How could I!," Timaro jumped up.

"Wow, there's nothing more I can do to show Lord Varcus my stern face than because he's rude! There will be no reason to take such an attitude towards Lord Dia, who has been so empathetic!

"Was I? When I had previously served dishes to the auditors of the King's Capital, Timaro seemed to have a strong confrontation with Dia, so I made such a mistake."

Rayna-Lew went so far as to overlap her with deviations that she was somewhat unlike her.

Timaro has already compared Dia to Raina-Lou, as an unfortunate oro.

"Sir, this is a misunderstanding, Lord Dia! Because Lord Dia is the leading cook of Genos, I am also held to the competitive side. That's why we don't have anything like hostility with us!

"Yes, I don't think you've ever felt such disgust from Timaro."

Dia is only smiling slowly.

Then Raina-Lou smiled furiously at the sieve, too.

"Timaro is the one who inspired you. I hear you were as outraged as you were about me when Asta was outraged by the auditor of the King's capital."

"Oh, did Asta do that to you?

"Yes, she threw Asta's dish out on the floor and fed it to the dog"

"Well... that would have been sad."

Dia turns her eyes on me like a Mother of Mercy.

One thing I hadn't been able to keep up with this development, I was supposed to nod back in a dumb way.

"But the dog is now also an important family member of Fa's house... and there is nothing to be said about it because he could also settle with the auditor"

"Are you to the left? That was above all."

Dia smiled softly, looking back at Timaro.

"But you're so sweet to be outraged at that like you are about me. I'm sure your tenderness is reflected in the cuisine."

"Ah? No, yes... it's an intolerable humiliation for a cook, such as feeding his cooking to a beast."

And where Timaro made his eyes black and white, Platica's voice echoed.

"We have tasted, prepared and completed. This way, gather around."

Together with the cooks from twenty, we approach Platica's formations.

On that journey, I decided to ask Rayna-Lew.

"Hey, Raina-Lou. The act now, what the hell was that?

"... I'm sorry. I felt something unwanted about Timaro's attitude, so I stuck with the extra mouth slapping"

And, Rayna-Lew, she tongued as small as a toddler who was discovered pranking. It's a really cute trick that looks just like my naughty sisters.

"Apparently I've also been waiting a long time for Timaro to be reunited with crackling. And yet, they treated me like a jerk, so I guess I felt lonely.... but Timaro was in such a hurry that this one rushed to take over the place"

"Was it? It's a lot rarer for Rayna-Lew to behave that way."

"Yes. You have to behave more like you deserve the position. If Brother Ziza had seen me, I think he would have scolded me."

That being said, Rayna-Lew smiled embarrassingly.

In short, does it mean that Raina-Lou also welcomed a number of new ingredients to the present and was concerned? I was sorry for Timaro, but he was a lot more comfortable showing off his unexpected and fascinating side.

That is why it is a long-awaited tasting.

We're going to have a new happy time, too.