973 Farewell Dinner (4) - Geld's Grace -

"This is Platica's prepared fuwano and fish dish."

When the ripples brought about by Murphyra-Naham's dishes finally calmed down, new dishes were delivered at the right time.

On top of the large plate is a lovely sized baked fuwano pile, and the small plate for the number of people is accompanied by a brown light dip.

"Hmm. I wonder if this is the only item they've prepared?

In response to Martin's call, Platica answered "yes" with a hard voice.

"Simplified, I'm sorry. Stewed, juiced, baked, satisfied, not ready, so I chose Fuwano."

"No, the story of simplicity and nothing bad has just been settled. There's no way to apologize."

And Eurifia said, "That's right."

"And your Platica was born to your Sims. It must be unusual for Sims to cook fuwano food instead of shaska."

Perhaps Eurifia is following Platica in disgrace. As much as that, the dishes placed on the rug looked plain.

The baked fuwano is finished to one mouth size with consideration for eating small amounts at a time. It's about 4 cm in diameter and about 1 cm in thickness, and it's a lovely shape with a mellow shape.

And since the brown dip is pasty, it is a mystery what ingredients are used. These dishes were supposed to be considered appetizers in the upper classes of Genos.

(But no matter what the appetizer is, it's the dish Platica made for this day.)

Over the past few days, Platica has been using her morning time to train herself. I decided that it was enough for me to visit the mornings, and I spent time training myself until we left the workplace town.

I haven't seen Platica since she's changed the house for dinner every day and she's been trained in the morning. This was the first time I had spoken of a dish served here.

Well then, shall we?

As Alvach and the others became quiet, Martin nodded his taste to the occasion.

Remove the slight dips from the small plates, scoop them with baked fuwano dough and carry them to the mouth. Murphyra-Naham, who was told to stay here, also talked about it in a way that he hasn't regained much of himself yet - and his eyes really shined alive.

"Ko, Ko, this is delicious! Peg, is this how Persian oiling works?

"Persian oiled? Eurephia rounded her eyes.

"Persian oiling refers to that intensely flavored ingredient, right? Housekeeper Genos is often used as a sake for fruit wine....."

"Mm-hmm. This dish certainly retains the flavor of Persian oil."

That said, Martin smiled slowly.

"And I think Geld's gamma cheese is also used... so was that correct?

"Yes, I use both Persian oiled and gamma cheese."

"Well, really? I'm a little uncomfortable with both flavors, but... this looks very edible."

And Eurifia's eyes were turned toward the daughter-in-law.

"I didn't like Odifia, even Persians and cheeses that made diamonds easy to eat. How about this dish?

"Yes, it was delicious," said Odifia, long after he had cooked. Even a young child with a sensitive tongue seems to have had no trouble eating this dish.

But I suppose so. I never felt that it was difficult to eat this dish. Certainly, the flavors of Persian sea fish and cheese were abundant, but they were more or less neutralized by numerous herbs and seasonings.

Rather, the first thing I feel is the flavor of miso. This shade belonged to a miso.

There are several herbs, sugar and some fruit juice. The tingling is painful, but not enough to dislike Odifia, and the mellow sweetness is better. However, the main characters were only persura and cheese.

"The people of Genos, Persian oiled and gelded gamma cheese were found to be the most unsuitable. So I was in a hurry to cook and develop this dish."

According to Platica, Alvach nodded heavily, "I see."

"This is delicious. Not only the people of Genos, but also the people of Gerd, shall be equal and praised. Oiled persula and cheese, charming, undamaged, flavorful, round, skillful, stunning. Also, it is brilliant that we have reconciled this short-term misunderstanding.... this dish, the one I used to chip marmallows in, is that it?

"Yes, I tried to make it harmonious by replacing it with a chit-pickled, miso maromaro. Jaguar sugar, Cerva fruit, and so on."

"Mm-hmm. And it's more complete than before. Practice near the forest, platica, flesh and blood, it's a deep joy."

Alvach's blue eyes glowed gently.

Platica pulls her mouth together so that she can pick something up.

Having looked at Platica with satisfaction, Alvach turned to Vulcan.

"Vulcus, what do you think? I want your thoughts."

However, Vulcus did not try to answer.

With a blurry face as usual, she drops her gaze on an empty platter with her spine flat. But it was easy to imagine that the eyes did not reflect anything.

"Master, Geld wants your opinion."

When Roy whispered like that and stuck his elbow, Vulcus replied "quietly."

"Now it's time to think. Don't disturb me."

"Absolutely, I'm sorry about this guy... Apparently my mentor Vulcus is impressed by the beauty of cooking and has lost his words. I think if you give me a little time, I'll get myself back...."

"Hmm. Now, my disciples, I'd like to ask for your thoughts."

"Yes, I think it's a brilliant hand. As Eurifia just said, the people of Genos, who are not familiar with sea fish, are a little uncomfortable with Persian oiled flavors, but only the sharp parts of the flavor have been scraped off, leaving the original charm intact. The fact that you can cook amazing dishes with untouchable Genos ingredients is a testament to the extraordinary skill your Platica has."

To deceive Vulcan of his rudeness, Roy spoke as hard as he could. Well, since the Lord of Genos is present, it's only natural that he should work hard. Cyril Rowe and others still didn't seem to recover from the shock of Murphyra-Naham's cuisine, so he had to get excited until then.

"So, Asta, Reina Lou, what do you think?

"Yes, I agree with Roy. If I had used so many herbs and seasonings, I would have wiped out the natural appeal of persura and cheese."

"I think so, too. Platica herself said that using Myanz and Buchella vanilla would make it easier to neutralize Persian oiled and gelded cheese… so it would be surprising to reconcile flavorful condiments like miso with sweet fruit juices."

After saying that, Reina Lou looked deeply.

"But this... feels like there's something that goes through the dishes of Marfila-Naham somewhere."

Hmm. I'd like more information.

"Ah, no, I don't think I can say that clearly either... but the part that combines the flavors of various ingredients and tries to achieve harmony is similar to Vulcus... and yet... somewhere, I'm sorry that such a part is similar to Asta that will calm the hearts of people who eat it... I don't think I can explain it well."

"No. That's why I, Platica, Genos, would like you to accompany me. I can't deny the possibility of remembering. Platica, young and immature, but with Asta, Vulcan, similar parts, possibilities, possibilities."

That said, Alvach turned to Platica.

"Platica, I'm expecting a leap forward. I'm looking forward to the mansion again, the day I come back."

"... I will definitely meet your expectations."

Rather, she answered with an angry look, while Platica slipped her eyes like she couldn't hold them.

While giving up half of his seat to Marfila-Naham, Ai Fa watches Platica with a gentle look.

And while that was happening, the underlings approached with a new dish.

"Thank you for your patience. Here are three dishes prepared by Vulcans."

"Hmm. Vulcan, while he was stunned, his food arrived."

Roy shook Vulcan's shoulders roughly as Marstein poured water on him.

Vulcus looks back at Roy in a silly way.

"Oh, Roy... what the hell are you doing?

"No, don't fall asleep. You haven't answered Alvach's question yet, Vulcus."

"Questions… What kind of questions?

Vulcus looked back at Alvach with a really sleepy look.

Alvach is staring at such a Vulcan.

"I wanted Platica's cooking, my feelings, my desires. I also want to ask Vulcus, why I forgot."

"Ah... was that Platica dish? Yes, I think Platica has shown us how to use Persian oil properly. There was a disturbing flavor in the dish earlier, but I think the combination and distribution of vanilla is excellent."

"Did you get in the way?"

When asked in a challenging voice by Platica, Vulcus nodded, "Yes."

"Did you use a watch for fruit juice? Since you were born in Geld, you must be good at waxing, but you were a good cook just now. The sweetness, acidity and flavor of the wax do not contribute to the harmony of any flavor. It also raises questions about miso and sugar distribution. What a shame it was such a wonderful harmony."

In that way, Ai-Fa frowned uncomfortably instead of Platica.

Platica greets Vulcus with a tingling sense of tension.

"Thank you for pointing it out. I want to encourage you to understand your words even more."

"No, I am comfortable with the light of the dark path. I think we can take the study of Persian oiling one step further."

By the end of such a question, there were three kinds of plates lined up.

The surnames retreat and Eurifia laughs small.

"This is what Lord Alvach first said. I certainly feel sorry for Platica for preparing such a fine dish."

"No, Platica, unfamiliarity is a fact. The food you just cooked was brilliant, but there is room for improvement. Vulcus, I believe in feelings, in Platica's food, in what has become."

That's right. And I'm really looking forward to Vulcan cuisine, which puts a tough spot on Platica's cooking. "

That said, Eurifia lifted one of the plates.

"This isn't normal from the looks of it. What kind of food is this?

"You will be cooking a seasoning based on chicken dipping in maroma, which will be added to the whiteness of toast eggs."

The whiteness of Totos' eggs is translucent, like jelly, even through heat. It seemed to be a dish covered with seasonings, carefully chopped into pieces.

The appearance is as if red brown juice had been added to the loose agar. Among them, some small yellow and white shards were mixed in.

"Hmm, this is an appetizer, too. For now, let me taste it."

Martin's words led everyone to learn from the dish.

The more it tastes - that's how odd Vulcan is.

When it comes to soy sauce, it is mainly chicken pickled in maromaro, but it stands out for sweetness and suffering. Behind the fluffy sweetness of lamb and mince and the bitterness that passes through the fragrance is a hint of bitterness and acidity. It was the culinary culinary culinary culinary culinary pinnacle of Vulcan, which is difficult to say anything about its similar taste.

However, the texture feels pleasant.

Combined with the plump bite of the egg's white body and a light texture that was crisp and pleasant - the seasonings were Ramapa fruits that resembled peanuts.

As you enjoy the texture, the odd flavor of the seasoning unites and slips through your throat. Even though it's a flavor that I can't eat at all, I've been reminded that such a mouthful is not enough.

"... this dish is a dish in which pellets are soaked in vanilla and seasonings"

The pellet is a vegetable resembling cucumber. It was five millimeters long, and every round pellet was separated into a few pieces in a small plate.

I wonder if the whole pellet was soaked and then cut into pieces. The cut is peeking at the same fluidity as the usual pellet, and the color has not changed. At first glance, it seemed like I had just cut the raw pellets.

But the epidermis had a lot of pain.

Even though the width of the epidermis is about 5mm, it is very painful. Just touching my tongue is enough to cause pain.

But when I chewed with tears, the fluffiness of the pellet instantly wrapped up the pain in my tongue.

And the mysterious taste spreads to your mouth. Spicy but mellow, with a deep, rich taste. Hobby oil and some animal protein - with a variety of vanilla flavors.

"And this is a stewed dish in which caron breasts are soaked in condiments that are dominated by Drew. It's still part of the research, so we don't have any other ingredients for breast meat."

The thinly sliced breast of caron is covered in a bright red purple sauce. Drew, which reminds me of turnips and beets, is characterized by earthy flavors - all flavors were reversed in this dish. Sweet, bitter, spicy, sour. But after all, I wonder if the main thing is pain and fragrance. The flavor of the earth, as Alvach said, was very much felt.

"Hmm. I think this meat dish is quite popular... is it a taste that doesn't suit gibberish meat?

When Dari-Sauti questioned, Vulcus responded blurrily "Yes."

"Gibba and gamma meat are flavorful, so we need a little time to reconcile them. I'm working on some research right now."

I see. If this is gibberish meat, I think it would be more favorable. "

That's what Dari-Sauti said, laughing loosely.

"But after all, every dish has a strange taste. I was pretty used to cooking in the castle town too... but these dishes seem to surprise my tongue every time I eat them."

Vera's parents nodded loudly and agreed, holding their mouth tightly. If you're not used to Vulcan cuisine, you'll be more surprised and shocked than we are.

And by my side, Ey-Fa was drinking tea with tears. It looks like nothing is going to happen.

"What's going on? Maybe Pelle's cooking was tough?

When I whispered in my ear, Ey-Fa whispered back with a biting momentum.

"Needless to say. How can the others look all right?

"No, my tongue hurt at first, but the fluffiness of the pellet neutralized it.... ah, maybe Ei Fa swallowed it without chewing it well?

"... do you feel like you can chew such a painful thing with care?"

The medium spicy curry is a delicious eye-fa, but the excessive spiciness produces a rejection reaction. Ey-Fa was staring at Pelle's plate with tearful eyes, so I tried whispering even more as I smiled.

"Shall I eat the rest, if you like? I ate one mouth, so I don't think it would be rude."

"... then, I want you to deal with it like that."

Then Alvach pointed a heavy gaze at us.

"Asta, Ey-Fa, if you have any thoughts, I want you to tell me."

"Ah, no... they all taste strange. I was surprised because the flavour of this pellet dish was so strong that I could not imagine it from the appearance."

"Hmm. It was herbal, spicy and intense. It is used here, in Kokori, Myan, Myanz, Ila, Shishi. It is also excellent in seasoning, soup stock, fat, distribution, etc."

Alvach turned away from Vulcan and said something more - before that, he turned his gaze to the next Fermez.

"Lord Fermez, can you please interpret?

"Alvach, sweets, tastes, left behind."

Nanaqeem struggled, but Alvach insisted "no."

"I want to tell you one thing. Keep your tongue wide."

"If you keep your tongue wide, you won't need an interpreter.... good. This time, I'm barren."

As Nanaqem broke, Alvach began to speak in the eastern language.

Still, as for Alvach, it would have been more modest. Eventually Fermez smiled, "I understand," and then conveyed the contents.

"Vulcan cuisine is always surprising, but one of the biggest factors is the variety of ingredients used in one dish. The number of herbs, the number of seasonings, will not be comparable to any cook. In addition, various ingredients are extracted from ingredients that are not condiments and used as condiments. It's a brilliant skill - time is at stake to damage the beauty of the ingredients. I just named the vanilla used to cook the pellet, but it was the result of sharpening my tongue to the limit and encouraging analysis. That means that the beauty of coconut, Myanmar, and Myanmar is not on the front page. The dishes of the first eggs eaten are also natural. Although marmallow chit-pickling may be indispensable for that flavor, on the other hand, it was not a flavor that could experience the charm of marmallow chit-pickling. I think there was a feeling in me that I would spare it."

So Fermez took a breath and resumed as soon as he could.

"However, when it comes to pellet dishes, the flavor and fluidity of the pellet were at the core of the flavor. The mysterious flavors, woven from a variety of herbs and seasonings, are completed by the presence of pellets. As for the degree of culinary completion, I think there are three kinds of dishes that are superior or inferior, but I found deep joy in Pele's dishes. In addition, this joy is the same as when Astas and the chefs around the forest talked about the cooking made by them."

Fermez glanced at me without stopping.

"Once again, I'd like to thank you for making such a delicious dish with the ingredients you brought me from Geld. You are all wonderful cooks."

When Fermez grabbed his mouth, Vulcus greeted him with a "thank you."

I lowered my head and said, "Thank you very much." This is interpreted as a flipped word from previous work, and Raina Lou and Tour-Din also bow their heads. Then he left it for about two beats, and Marfila-Naham bowed in haste.

"It's true that Vulcan cuisine is a strange and complicated dish without knowing the taste of the original ingredients. I think I can understand what Lord Alvach is saying."

While smiling at the hawk, Martin said so.

"Anyway, the cooking was excellent. I'm also looking forward to what Geld's ingredients will be used to make in the future."

"Yes, I am able to interact with many wonderful ingredients and chew on the joy of the people of Genos."

Because of the closing words that Alvach said earlier, there seemed to have been some sort of solemn air on the spot.

But it's not over yet. A little further away, the lowbacks approached, waiting for the conversation to break.

"Marquis. All that's left is confectionery, but are you sure you want to bring it with you?

With Martin's forgiveness, two kinds of confectionery were brought.

It is a striped confectionery that will be unveiled for the first time in a year. Naturally, Odifia sparkled her eyes, and her grandfather, Malstein, was kind.

"Well, let's explain it to Tour-din."

"Ah, yes.... but this one was finished with a limi-lu partition..."

"Once you've finished tasting the sweets, you'll be free to move your seats. I would like to speak to Limi Lou later and ask for as much explanation as possible from Tour-din."

"Yes, I understand."

Thour-Din, who normally cannot hide his tension, was majestic today because of the presence of Odifia. Somehow, I was filled with feelings for Odifia and I forgot to be nervous.

"This is the striped pumpkin that I served at last year's tea party. Simmer and melt the stripes in calon's milk, and mix them with kimus eggs, fuwano powder, calon's milk, salt and sugar to make a steamed and hardened confectionery."

"Oh, I miss it. I and Odifia were looking forward to the day we could talk about this."

Together with Eurifia, Toul-Din smiled softly, "Thank you."

It is a "striped pudding cake" that was served individually at the tea ceremony, but today it is decorated with a large heat resistant dish. It was like orange ice cream that was rubbed with a spoon and rounded into small plates.

"And this is the stripe cubicle made with the limi-lou partition. Just like Plumpy, the strips melted with currant milk are mixed with sugar, milk fat and fuwano powder, and then dressed and fried."

"... this is Giba Katsu, I think it looks the same."

In response to Alvach's query, Tur-Din answered "yes" without panic.

"I use the same clothes as a scabbard. The difference is that it is deep-fried with retin oil.... they eat it as food in Asta's hometown, but they treat it as sweet and sweet by the woods."

"I see. Interesting."

That's why we're going to let you taste two kinds of sweets.

The "cream croquette of the stripe" was also finished to the size of a ping-pong ball, so you can eat it with one mouth. The success was, of course, impeccable.

Ordinary cream croquettes were coated with chocolate sauce, but this time it was judged unnecessary. The sweetness and creamy flavors of the stripe melt softly to give it a rich and mellow taste. And the scented clothes were exactly like snacks.

"Tripe Pudding Cake" is also an unexpected level of completion. Even if you haven't handled a stripe in a year, your pudding skills have improved, making it even more delicious than the "striped pudding cake" in your memories. The weightiness of the sweet potatoes and the lightness of the steamed pudding were strangely shared, adding to the unique presence of other confectioneries.

"... the 'striped pudding cake' is wonderful. Stripes, charm, perfection, pulling out. Tour-din, skillful, brilliant."

"Thank you," said Toul-Din, smiling, but she seemed happy enough from the beginning. This is because the young princess was eating the "striped pudding cake" with her eyes narrowed. Odifia chewed that sweet, which was only separated by one mouth for tasting, very carefully.

"It's a taste that suits the word" tongue melting ".... and enjoy the rest of the meal after you've finished eating."

Eurifia gently narrowed her eyes and stroked her daughter's head.

Melfrid is silent, but his eyes are still soft. I don't know what happened to Odifia, but it seemed certain that the incident had led to a deepening of family ties.

Well then, that's the end of the taste. Other rugs seem to have already started moving seats, and I want you to savor their favorite dishes and sweets. "

Malstein declared so, but Alvach did not try to move like a statue.

"Well, before that, I'd like to share my thoughts. Asta, Vulcan, Reina Lou, Marfila-Naham, Tour-din, okay?

Alvach must have been waiting for this moment.

Nanaqem took a breath and then looked back at Malstein.

"It is clear that a long time will be spent. I want you to have a free time."

"No, I'm also intrigued by how Alvach, the famous gastronomer, felt. I will stay with you until you hear the words.... a new tea for Master Fermes."

Fermez smiled faintly and pitifully as she waited to see her youngest name preparing tea.

Well, what can I do for you?

"Thank you. First of all, Aster, this is the first dish -"

So Alvach began to speak in the eastern language.

After all, this is the only food served, so even if you subtract the portion of Rimi-Lou who is not here, it will take an incredible amount of time.

However, the dinner party has just begun. I decided to listen to Alvach's long tongue, which will be satisfactory for a while.