941 Return feast, again (4) ~ Determination ~

"Excuse me. I brought you some sweets."

After a while, the underlings delivered me a new plate.

There are various kinds of confectionery on the large plate, and small plates for sorting are also prepared. But it was their job to sort it out here.

"Oh! This is another delightful treat from the looks of it!

Porcus shines his eyes on expectations.

Next to that, Martin twisted his beard.

"But if you eat this much sugar suddenly, it's going to fill your belly a lot. Let's say that each person can only share the sweets they want."

There are two kinds of sweets prepared by the Tour-dins. However, they are prepared with Amanda and Watch flavors, respectively. If you take them all to your mouth, it will have an impact on your future diet.

What was prepared this time were the Dafukumochi mochi and the Chutchmochi mochi again.

However, as long as it can be achieved in this short period of time, the hobbies are elaborated. Dafukumochi was proposed by Tour-Din, and Chachimochi was proposed by Limi Lou.

Previously on Dafukumochi, stewed amansas and waxes were kneaded with sugar and fuwano powder to form a jam-tailored filling. This time, it is finished by kneading raw amantha and watch in crushed clams and whipped cream with blur nuts.

Instead of processing the fruit, Tour-din was obsessed with the flavor of crust and whipped cream. They adjusted the amount of sugar to reconcile Amanda, who resembles blueberries, with each of the waxes, which resembles summer sugar.

Chutchmochi rice cakes consist of a jam filling wrapped in chutchmochi dough.

Chachi mochi is not as easy to mold as Fuwano or Chasca fabrics, so this is probably because of the dexterity of the fingertips. It was worth the effort, and it was a pleasant finish from the appearance that Amanda's blue-purple color and waxed vermilion were visible through the translucent chutch cake.

Both are smaller than ping-pong balls and are finished to be eaten with one mouth. The people sitting on the same rug wanted one daifuku mochi and one chachi mochi, with the exception of about one greedy person.

Well then, I'll have Amanda's chatchmochi and watch daiichimochi. Hey, I'm looking forward to this. "

Porcus, who likes sweets so much, has a cheeky face.

And here, the head of Vella's family, who had been holding back the chief for a long time, turned her eyes black and white.

"This is a strange taste. It seems quite different from the confectionery made in my house."

It seemed to be a whispered monologue, but Mulstein didn't miss her ear.

"What kind of sweets were served at their house? Is it still fuwano or poitan baked sweets?

"Hmm. I hear they put sugar, eggs and currant milk in the potato and bake it. I don't remember anything like this being offered once."

Then Dari-Sauti smiled and supplemented it.

"We are also renting out our families with Lou and Fow's blood family to learn how to cook various dishes, but I still can't get around to something called confectionery.... but even at the parents' meeting and the feast at Fow's settlement, something unusual was offered, wasn't it?

"Oh, sure... but it's never been made in my house."

Alvach, who had carefully tasted four kinds of confectionery, glanced at Dari-Sauti and the others.

"I'm listening to the settlement of Saudi, the southern end. Is it still inconvenient, because the house is far away, to train cooking?

"Mm-hmm. Yeah, I can't even rent out my family. Compared to the clans living near Fa and Lu, there will still be a small difference."

"But at the end of the north, I grew up in the settlement of Zaza, with certain skills."

"That would be because the bloody Thur-Din is on the move. I wonder if the presence of Morn-Rutim, who is staying in the Dom settlement, is also significant."

"I see," Alvach agreed.

"I, the inner affair around the forest, the position to interfere, no. Is it just permissible for me to express my views?

"You know a lot of tricky words about personal opinions. Anyway, I'm intrigued by what Geld's gentleman thought."

"Well then, I'll say it.... the Saudis, they're patriarchal. The Lou family and the Zaza family, the differences that have occurred, the things that should be avoided. If the people around the forest have gained more power through delicious cooking, is the difference, future, discord, raw?

"Hmm? Does discord mean... that later mastery of delicious cuisine will lead to the decline of Saudi Arabia?

"It fits roughly. I think that tribal leaders, if they are reciprocal, should evolve, innovate, walk at the same speed."

Dari-Sauti smiled quietly.

"Looks like this hurt a little bit. Besides, Saudi is a house with fewer families than Lou and Zaza, and is not a particularly powerful clan. If Ratz's house hadn't lost Mei and Gim's house, I would have given you the seat of chieftaincy."

"But I hear from Melfrid that the spirit of Dari-Sauti is irreplaceable."

And Malstein interrupted without hesitation.

"Of course, that's why I think the three Chiefs should step together. I wonder if mastering delicious dishes is one of them."

"Hmm. The Saudis and the Dai bloodlines, who are not involved in the stall business, will be far behind in that regard. Not only to master delicious cuisine, but also to interact with people in the town. Whether this will continue to serve as a leader of the clan - the words of Alvach will suggest that."

That's how Dari-Sauti laughed at me and Ey-Fa.

"Last year's rainy season, we invited Astas to take care of the Mahidora ladies. Asta herself fell into the" Amshorn's Breath ", so she could only count to it - but I think the Saudi ladies were also a lot more powerful during that period. And then, of course, the Lord of the Forest, when he asked Astas to stay."

"Hmm. Does Dari-Sauti want to invite us back to the Saudi settlement?

"I would like to invite as many people as I can. But it's hard to rent out Fa's house and his family."

"Of course it is, but..."

And Ey-Fa thought with a difficult face.

"- But I don't know what Dari-Sauti and Alvach are saying. I wonder what we should do about it."

"Hmm. I'll talk to the heads of my family, too. Of course, just renting out Lou's blood and family will help me culinary practice, but I want to deepen my ties with Fa's house."

Dari-Sauti smiled softly and Ai-Fa nodded with a solemn look.

And there approached straw the lowlifes.

"Thank you for your patience. This Platica dish will finish all tastings."

"Oh, there you are. I'm looking forward to this."

Since the confectionery was left on a large plate, only new plates were arranged.

Platica prepared a soup dish based on Drew, which was once served when Alvach and the others were invited to Fa's house.

Drew has a vivid red purple color reminiscent of turnips and beets. Drew's soup dish, which uses plenty of it, is sure to be borscht.

Fermez, who was given the cooking by his surname, agreed, "I see."

"This is the food that was served at Fa's house before. Do you know how much Platica has put in the woods by eating this?"

"Huh. Looks and smells are perfect first."

Porcus is raising his voice when he plays. Melfrid was present that night, so it would be the first time Pollus had seen it.

"I studied by the forest for a month. The experience will take a long time to bear fruit, but the current power has been squeezed. I'm glad you like it."

Platica finally bowed her eyes sharply.

Malstein, Porcus, and the parents of Dari-Sauti and Vella take their plates in the same tranquility as ever. But for me, it was a moment of tension. How much this dish, which was so popular with Alvach the other night, has changed - it is a product of Platica's pride and dignity.

As Porcus says, the fragrance is better. Like last time, you probably use a lot of seafood ingredients. A mellow yet stimulating aroma of various herbs and seafood ingredients.

When I rubbed the ingredients with a spoon, Mallory and Aria came out with their faces when I was a shrimp.

Eat it with red purple soup.

Like that night, various flavors spread into my mouth instantly.

It has a slightly earthy Drew flavor and distinguished seafood flavor. The impression hasn't changed - but the taste has definitely changed.

Much deeper than last time. I wonder if you're adding some kind of hand to the stock and ingredients. The fundamental part is different, not the superficial part.

"This time, it's dashi stock, smoked fish, smoked shellfish, and seaweed. Ingredients, Mallor, Smoked Shells, Aria, Neenon, Tarapa, Ma Pra, Furna and Mushrooms. Vanilla, chit fruit, salfal, Myanmar and Buchella. Seasonings, salt, sugar, tau oil, fish sauce, maromaro chit-pickled."

Platica explained it to me in a tight voice.

"Seafood soup, power, not enough, added smoked shellfish, seaweed. Ingredients, flavour disturbance, added Yural Pa, Pellet, Except, Tara Pa, Mushrooms. I added vanilla, buchella. Seasonings, tau oil, maromaro chit-pickled, added."

Platica's mushrooms were Japanese buckthorn mushrooms.

I was surprised to use Tarapa, but I can't feel the sourness. I wonder if tau oil or maromaro chicken dipping is not strong enough to taste.

It looks bad, but the superficial taste hasn't changed.

Still, I recognize my tongue as a "different taste". Seafood and Drew are the main ingredients, and there is a spicy accent to the mellow sweetness and aroma - it will be the same content if explained in words, but obviously this had a different flavor than last time.

"... Aster, what do you think?

Alvach asked me the same thing that night.

I try to linguistize the impression I get while saying, "That's right."

"It's basically the same dish, but the base part is replacing it... such a strange feeling. And... I think the strange feeling I felt before disappeared."

"Strange mood. Is there one thing about seafood, mountain delicacies, combinations, fresh feelings?

That's how Alvach remembered the words I had forgotten.

"Oh, I see. In a good sense, I think it has become a natural flavor. It doesn't change the impression that vanilla is good and Sim-style, but I think the impression that it's a strange taste has disappeared."

"I see. In essence, I think you're poking."

So Alvach took Fermez's permission and began to speak in the eastern language.

Platica lays her eyes down and hears the words.

What kind of words are spoken, I am going to disturb my chest again.

That's it? Now, I will tell you.... the biggest difficulty with this dish is that it was disturbed until it was fatal, hoping not to reconcile seafood with mountain delicacies. Platica would have devised a way to overcome that. How do we reconcile Drew's taste of the earth with the seafood's taste of the sea - an attempt that seems to have been roughly achieved? Asta's fresh mood, or discomfort, disappeared. Of course, because of what I learned around the forest, there are aspects that match the tastes of the people around the forest, but there is no improvement without harmony. The absence of discomfort among the people around the forest is proof of this. "

Platica listens to the words as if they were statues. Platica is like repeating the same words.

"And Platica added ingredients to create harmony. We added more ingredients, even though I pointed out that it was the plethora of ingredients that was the source of confusion. However, the harmony gained so far would have been due to the addition of the ingredients to be added, excluding those to be excluded. Drew increased the flavor of the mountain with buchella and mushrooms, and the seafood ingredients increased the flavor of the sea by adding dashi stock. Then, it seems that the taro oil that does not appear on the surface and the chitin dipping of tarapa and maromaro strongly link their conflicting flavors. What was formerly unreliably connected by the flavor of sarfal is now a solid bond. This dish has undergone a dramatic evolution and is now expected to be completed. I want you to explore how we can seek further improvement while maintaining the harmony we have achieved this time."

"Hmm. Can't you say it's still finished? Alvach, the gourmand, is a high ideal."

When he saw that Alvach's long tongue was over, Pollux said with a smile.

"I'm already very satisfied. It seems like there's nothing wrong with it."

"Yes, I don't think anyone in King's Landing complains so much about cooking."

Fermez, who had finished his job as an interpreter, agreed.

In addition, Dari-Sauti also raised his voice.

"I don't know the good or bad of a dish that doesn't use gibberish, but I could feel that this dish is delicious. I don't think it's as good as Asta's seafood dishes."

Dari-Sauti also had many opportunities to attend the castle town dinner party, so it would have the same content as Geol-Zaza. It was therefore a much more favourable comment than the former Georg-Zaza.

"... Ladies and gentlemen, I am honored by your warm words."

Platica drooped her head deeply.

However, the temper and tension in those eyes have not diminished at all.

"But I'm immature. As this dish was finished and approaching, I knew the fact even more. I feel sorry for being so immature."

"Hmm. That will be the spirit, the platica, the beauty."

"Thank you very much.... but I'm too immature."

When Platica put her hands on the rug, she looked up at Alvach to giggle.

"Master Alvach. I want you to have some time, please."

"What?" was Nanaqem's voice.

"Platica, who, Gel's cooking number, quit, say?

"Yes, I don't deserve that role. I'm not strong enough."

Nanaqem looked back at Alvach with no expression and confused.

But Alvach looks down on Platica immovably.

"What are you going to do, quit Gel's cooking?

"Genos, I want to stay, practice, and continue. Gel's cooking turn, proper strength, want to experience, please."

"No, but that's..." Pollus shouted in a hurry.

Alvach raised his big hand and held it down.

"I expected that offer. Platica, training, a month is short."

"I see. But is Platica the best cook in Gel's clan lord's mansion as a young man?

"Hmm. I have no doubt about that fact. I, Platica, am expecting the most. That's why I brought Genos with me."

With a heavy voice, Alvach narrowed his eyes slightly.

It's a smiling expression somewhere.

"Platica, if you want more improvement, I want to give you time. If so, not only the cooking number, but also the chef, let's do it."

"Alvach, are you okay? Platica, the official master, not you, but the lord of the Gel domain."

When Nanaqem snapped his mouth, Alvach agreed to be "good."

"Platica, I've got permission from the lord about leaving. This is what I expected."

"So, did you really foresee this from the beginning?"

As Nanaquém sighed and silenced, Platica glanced slightly at her husband's face.

"I, Genos, wanted to stay, wishing... Alvach, did you foresee this?

"Hmm. Platica, what is missing, this land, exists. I thought I wouldn't miss that size if it were Platica."

Alvach wrapped the right hand tip of Platica, which was stuck to the rug, in his large palm.

"But in the gel, Platica's cooking, the inability to eat, is a great pain. Within a year, I hope to return. Chef, I hope you will come back with the strength you deserve."

Looking up at Alvach's face, Platica shed tears from her long, sliced eyes.

Platica squeezes out the trembling voice "Yes" while gluing it on the back of her left hand.

"You will definitely gain strength. I swear to God, Alvach, I am satisfied."

Tears continued to spill out of Platica's eyes, whether or not it was soaked.

Alvach stared at it with a very gentle look.