1099 Extraordinary (bottom)

When Timaro and the others returned to the cafeteria, the father and daughter of the Count family sat in the same shape as before.

Cycléus had a creepy, thin smile, and her daughter was lifting her eyebrows in a grumpy mood.Timaro, who was burning his anger at Vulcus, suddenly had a cold liver when he saw the aristocrats.

"Thank you for your hard work... now, I'd like to announce the results of the flavor comparison..."

In response to the Lord's order, one of the maiden names proceeds.

"Today's flavor comparison takes the form of the owner and the princess having three stars at a time and being able to throw them into their favorite confectionery.Therefore, we will be able to divide the wins and losses according to how a total of six stars will be distributed. ”

Vulcus and the guests from the east hear the words of their maiden name without any expression.

Timaro was all alone and his heart was so tense that it hurt.

In such a situation, Xiaoziang was a well-behaved and suppressed voice, and she hid the words in her mouth.

"I will now announce it." The first place in the comparison of flavors this time...... is Timaro, who won four stars. "

Timaro's hips almost shattered.

Xiao Sheng was not concerned about the wind, but pondered his words.

“Chef Vulcas and his guests in the east each received one star, which puts them in second place in the same ratio… the result of the flavour comparison is more than that.”

"Hmm... I decided to throw one star at every candy, so I wonder if Refreire threw all the stars into one candy... Why did Refreire throw the stars into your candy...?"

"I mean, I'm so glum, Vulcus' crazy was just the last thing I ever saw."

The princess, who was only six or seven years old, said so in a frightening tone.

"Even though I haven't said anything yet, Vulcus's funny is gone."But I didn't know you were crazy.... hey, what was that all about? "

"Yes, yes, I used Mamaria's fruit liquor for the confectionery over there."

"Kizushu?" Even though you're still a child, did you leave the refractory behind? "

Refreire leaned his head slightly, and Cycléus narrowed his eyes and smiled.

Timaro explains in a way that feels like a blade hitting his neck.

"However, fruit sake is stewed in advance and the sake is skipped, so no matter how young, there is no danger.Well, it was originally a confection using Mamaria's fruit itself, but today I couldn't get it ready in time.... "

"What is it? Mamalia, what are you talking about?"I don't know how to reflare after using Mama Lea. "

Refreire looked back at her father, swaying his unreached legs to the floor.

"Omasama, I want to try something funny with Mama Lea."Mamalia is an odo-suzanori okinawan? "

"Hmm... but I don't think there are any other cooks besides Vulcus who treat Mamaria's fruits as ingredients... I don't think the owner of [Selva's Spear Pavilion] has ever shown such skill before..."

"Y-Yes, it matches the ritual I learned from my... father."My father was also a small master of the restaurant... "

"Huh..." Cycléus dazzled his pale colored eyes.

"Speaking of which... she was 37 years old and had been in the [Spear Pavilion of Selva] for 12 years... so you said that she had been in training with her father until the age of 25..."

"Yes, yes, I'm right."

"I see... it's true that their confectionery was similar to the [Selva's Spear Pavilion] shopkeeper's technique, but it felt like another technique was mixed in with it... The shopkeeper was not very good at making confectionery, so he woven the teachings from his father..."

Cycléus often followed Timaro in silence.

And he uttered amazing words.

"That's... Timaro, right? As promised, I'll unravel the insulation from the owner of [Selva's Spear Pavilion] here... but... let me add another condition..."

What are the conditions?

"...... You can train in this Mansion...... cut off the [Selva's Spear Pavilion] and it will be my Mansion's culinary turn......"

Timaro seemed to be on the spot this time.

"What... why would you do such a role to me...?"

"Those who have learned two ways will have the potential to surpass the shopkeeper of [Selva's Spear Pavilion]... However, if they are under the shopkeeper for a long time, it can be a result of crushing that possibility... then we will take a leap forward here... and make our mouths happy..."

Having said that, Cycléus hoisted the edge of his mouth.

"First of all, you should work as a servant's cooking turn... I was just looking for a replacement for my old cooking turn... and I'll leave the refrigerator's lunchtime snack to it... if it exposes you to the unreasonable consequences... I'll have no choice but to offer you insulation again..."

This is not a request, this is an order.

Understanding that, Timaro had no choice but to hang his head in great confusion.

"If I accept that role... will you unblock the shopkeeper?"

"Hmm... that's the deal..."

With the addition of new conditions, there will be no agreement or agreement.

However, Timaro didn't have the temper of this creepy aristocrat.

"Well then, let's get that room ready in two days... and let's get it ready by then... I'll leave the rest of the day to this..."

"Are you going to cum anymore?"Even though I was able to meet you for the first time in my life

Refreire shouted frustratedly, but Cycléus left the room through the side door without trying to answer anything.After the refreshing mouth, Timaro and the others were forced to leave the room by their maidens.

Timaro forgot his anger about Vulcus and decided to follow his way home.

The fact that the shopkeeper's insulation was solved was a result of all that - but the price was too high.Timaro lost his place to save Selva's Spear Pavilion.

(Why do I look like this... what is that little guy named Cycléus thinking?)

When Timaro returned to the store without a clue, the disciples and employees clashed their faces in the hall on the ground floor of the residence to discuss how to swing their bodies in the future.

The storekeeper said he was resting in the bedroom, so he turned to you first.

Timaro explained the situation to the shopkeeper, who woke up in amazement.

"Timaro... is it true...?"

"... yes. I'm sorry for imitating you on my own."But I really wanted to protect this [Selva's Spear Pavilion]. "

The shopkeeper stared at Timaro in a daze.

And then -- suddenly, it started to spill big tears.

"I see... Timaro, you are magnificent... you finally cleared your own destiny with your hands..."

"Huh? Well, what does that mean?"Without knowing why, I was to work for the Count.... "

“The Count doesn't have to be very anticipated to be invited to cook.In the first place, he started to distribute ingredients for the purpose of doing his best in gastronomy.The fact that I was invited to cook for the House of Turan is a testament to the fiduciary prowess of Genos. ”

"Hah... but I was prepared to bone my shop..."

Timaro gave a faint voice, and the shopkeeper smiled with a merciful face.

"That's why we didn't find any other purpose, right?"When you lost your father, you lost your place as a cook.... isn't that right, Timaro? "

"That's... I'm sure there might be that kind of thing..."

"Otherwise, I would have chosen you to be the next shopkeeper."But I couldn't make up my mind if that would put you in an unnecessary shackle. ”

Having said that, the shopkeeper clenched Timaro's hand.

I guess the fever hasn't gone down yet.His flesh thinned, his hands burning hot.

"You will take a further leap forward under the Countess.And at the end of it... if you want it, I'd like to give up the shopkeeper's seat. "

"I, you make me the shopkeeper?" However, since you were once invited as the nobleman's culinary turn, isn't it normal for you to bone down? "

"Yes, but I think the Lord of the House of Turan... won't be long anymore."You saw him, didn't you?That blue-black complexion is a testament to the illness that befell my internal organs. ”

That's what the shopkeeper said in a whispering voice.

"That said, he seems to have a strong interest in Sims' medicine dishes... but no matter how long they last, it's going to be ten years harder."If so, I would like to whip my old bones and wait for your return. "

"Why... did you say so much to me?"

"Why do you say that? You and I have spent twelve years together.So you have mastered all the cooking techniques I have built.If you can weave in the teachings of your father and establish your unique method... as a teacher, I will not be more pleased. "

While talking like that, the shopkeeper clenched Timaro's hand with even stronger force.

"Please be confident, Timaro.All you lack is a sense of purpose about where you are going.You may not be a genius, but you are someone who can work harder than anyone else.The Mansion of the Earl of Turan will be a great training ground for you. ”

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Timaro was to serve as the cook of Count Turan's family.

Later on, it became clear that the old chef who had left the mansion after replacing Timaro was the former head chef.Last month, Vulcus was recognized as the new head chef and was downgraded to a servant's cooking job.

The Mansion of the Earl of Turan was a world of terrifying prowess.Even though Vulcus and the others had not gained any experience so far, they were suddenly pulled out by the chef simply because they were good at it.

It was a world of heavy loads for Timaro, who had lived peacefully under the patronage of the shopkeeper.

But Timaro did everything he could without frustration.

The sense of purpose of the shopkeeper has not yet been determined.But I was able to discover that I was the representative of [Selva's Spear Pavilion] - and that I was the one who inherited the cooking practices from my late father and grandfather - and that I was the driving force behind such persistence.

One aspect would have been that Vulcus and I didn't fit together too well.

Vulcus was such a loathsome person that he could not help losing to it.

Vulcus was a genius.They have a sharp taste like monsters, and they can guess all the ingredients used in any dish.Furthermore, he had a delusion that no effort was spared to create a delicious dish, which seemed to have made him a monstrous cook.

In terms of talent, there's no reason Timaro can beat Vulcus.As the shopkeeper said, Timaro is not a genius or anything.Like Michelle and Diamond, they don't have any uniqueness at all.

However, it was also a body that had dedicated all of its life to cooking in conjunction with Timaro.

For 37 years, he lived as a chef without flinching his eyes.To put it another way, I was blessed with a master and an environment.If this did not produce results, it should have been said that it was only due to lack of effort.

Timaro then strode forward.

In the first year, he was promoted from the servant's cooking number to the counts' cooking number, and in the following year, he was given the position of deputy chef.While Vulcus, the head chef, still felt that it was difficult to cross the distance, it might have become a sense of purpose in a sense to chase him without screwing him.

Then, three more years later, the House of Count Turan went down.

The old evil of Cycléus and his brother Silel was exposed and he was treated as a great sinner.

The next owner was named Refreire, but at that time she was twelve years old and could not hold any power.The House of Count Turan had barely survived under the watchful eye of the Marquis of Genos, and had fallen to the point where it could no longer even hold its own.

So Timaro was able to return to the Selva's Spear Pavilion in just five years.

When Timaro returned to the store, the owner returned his soul due to a disease.

“The shopkeeper is no longer trying to keep you alive for the sole purpose of making you inherit the store.... please take the storekeeper's thoughts and become our master, Lord Timaro. "

That's what the people at Timaro's next brick-and-mortar store told me.

As a result, Timaro once again lived as the cook of [Selva's Spear Pavilion] - to the present day.

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Timaro was remembered for eating the food of Asta, a cook at the edge of the forest.

It is a feast of praise to celebrate Asta and Tour-Din, who won the tasting.Only their wondrous dishes and sweets flooded the place.

Asta was awarded a medal three times at a tasting gathering of cooks from all over Genos.

As a result, many dishes that are not ashamed of have been taken up at this feast.Perhaps the beauty of those dishes knocked Timaro's heart out and made him remember far away.

Asta is a good cook.

However - perhaps not a genius.Since he was born in a different hometown, he was merely building his own identity by his own means.

However, even if he is not a genius, he cannot be an ordinary cook.His cooking was filled with strong feelings.Though Timaro's intimacy was incalculable, anyway, Asta's cooking made the eaters happy, which was why Vulcus' delusion was so intense.

(When I first met him, I was driven by the idea that the genius category had appeared again.)

However, in the past few years, Timaro has lost his desire to stick to what it is to be a genius.

Whether you're a genius or a genius, it's all about how well the dishes work that you put on the plate.No matter how much talent I had, no matter how much effort I had built up, whether I could satisfy the person I ate with -- that was all.

Thinking about it, Timaro's thought might have been influenced by the chef at the edge of the forest, headed by Asta.

They don't have a utilitarian mind.Instead of naming them as cooks, they seem to be doing the cooking with the sole desire to make those who just speak the language happy.

Of course, Timaro was not inspired to be that pure and innocent.

Timaro is firmly equipped with such things as a well-known mind and a sense of opposition.Rather, it was Timaro's driving force.And since self-esteem was deeply involved in it, it could not be separated by any way.

Timaro is the new owner of Selva's Spear Pavilion, and heir to his father's and grandfather's traditions.

Timaro must show the strength he deserves in his position.Temperance that did not exist among the people on the edge of the forest might have been Timaro's only weapon.

(That's why I received this medal...)

At the chest of Timaro's banquet costume was a third place medal at a tasting gathering castle chefs.Later, at a tasting that included cooks from the forestside and the station town, Asta and Vulcus were lagging behind the innkeepers of the station town, and the result was to be fifth.

But that didn't hurt Timaro's self-esteem.

Higher-ranking humans were producing fabulous cuisine - and fifth in the tasting, which brought together cooks from all over Genos.Timaro didn't mean to complain.

"Oh, Timaro, it's unusual for you to be alone."

And there was one who called out from behind him.

Looking back, it was Refreire who stood there.Timaro bowed as he tried not to get too loud.

"Your disciples were also allowed to sit at the table, right?"Are you going to do something different today? "

“Yes, we did something different about the food at a later date.It's also important for young people to get along with you. "

I see. You've got a lot on your mind, too.

It was the refreire that spoke like that that had acquired the style of seeing other people.

Well, it's only been seven years since we first met, so that's probably a natural story - but it's hard to imagine a young princess with an eyebrow lifted up at any time to grow into such a lady.

Reflair must be fourteen years old.Although still young, as the head of the count's family, I can feel no shameful nobility and beauty.And most of all, the gaze was attractive in a gentle blink of an eye.

Chiffon-Chel, the maid of honor, refrained from doing so.She was the daughter of the people of the North who saw Timaro's confectionery on that fateful day.This daughter also not only grew up beautifully, but also revealed human emotions like other people.

Seven years from now, people will change.

Even Timaro, who had been magnificent since then, had changed so much.

The fragile and short-sighted part remained intact, and Timaro changed a lot.Sometimes, it was not uncommon to say that I had become a very arrogant person, but it was a sign of confidence and temperament, so there was nothing I could do about it.Timaro had no choice but to stretch his elbows to face his fate.As long as I gave in to my destiny, it was nothing like being dismissed as Aoki.

“The Asta dishes and the Toole-Din sweets are all great.... of course, I don't hate your food and sweets, though. "

Yes, I owe everything I have today to Refreire-sama.

When Timaro replied in that way, Refreire smiled amusedly.

When Timaro was working at the Mansion, he had a smile he had never seen before.

"I've always complained about your food and sweets."Especially when I brought Asta into the Mansion... I bit you and treated you like a dog. "

"By that time, the princess must have been tired of my cooking."Everything is my weakness. "

However, when Timaro started working in the Mansion, the refreire should have been very pleased with the way the confectionery was made.That's why Timaro didn't have to leave the Mansion.

"Well, it's like I grew up cooking with you and Vulcus."My tongue is fat and I'm in trouble....... I'm looking forward to the day I can taste your food. "

Leaving such words, Refreire left.

In the swirling heat of man, Timaro takes a step in the opposite direction.

Then, one of the humans who was standing at the end of the hall talking about something called out to Timaro.

"Oh, Timaro, finally we meet.With this number of people, it's hard to find a face you don't know. ”

And it was Levi of the tail pavilion of Kimus, the inn of the city of the camp.

And it came to pass, that the son of the master of the inhabitant, Teriah-Mas.Timaro and the others exchanged greetings at repeated tastings.

“What's going on in a place like this?Somewhere. Can I help you? "

"No, I was hit by a lot of enthusiasm, so I just took a break."

Having said that, Levi stirred his head with a bitter smile.

"However, you may have made your daughter extra tired because of all the extra talk I've had."I'm sorry, Terrier-Mass. "

"No. I'm not... just worried about Levi."

And Terrier = Mas stares at Levi with a fierce look.There was a glimpse of a slightly more serious atmosphere.

“What's going on?Was there a problem with this feast? "

"No, this feast has nothing to do with it."Just a little bit at the inn... yes, Timaro, will you listen to me?Even Timaro is not completely irrelevant. "

That's a lot of surprises to hear.Timaro, who had only visited the town once, was unlikely to be involved in serious discussions about the inn.

"What kind of talk is this?"If you don't mind, let me know. ”

"Yes, please listen to me."... I was impressed by Timaro's cooking.I was wondering if we could somehow use the unique flavor of that castle town for our own cooking.But my dad doesn't look good. "

"... um, my father named Lars?"

"Chichigiri is not such a large layer."He doesn't have to do a lot of things himself, but he complains all the time about what I do.In particular, I'm just complaining about incorporating the castle style... I hate it. "

Timaro had his father in his mind.

Timaro unexpectedly pushed in and grabbed Levi.

"What if your dishes are yara noodles?"In that case, I might as well agree with my father.That ramen dish is important because of its seemingly cluttered power.Incorporating the castle style into it will be a tribute comparable to Lord Vulcus' apprentice Lord Bozur.He also realized the arduous task of weaving Vulcus's style into pristine Jagal dishes.It may have taken years of training to complete such a dish... but isn't it permissible to waste ingredients on research in a post town?Then I think it is even more difficult to achieve. ”

"Oh, is that so?" I mean, what are you doing so much about it? "

"There is no such thing as a rash."Anyway, weaving the style of the castle town into the ramen is a very difficult journey.I wonder if your father would have understood that and opposed it?In that case, I think we should first try to use other cuisines to fold in the castle town style.If you can capture the castle town's rituals, you might be able to use them for ramen anyway... you're still young, so I don't think you should ever start short-conscious, and you should be able to join hands with your father. "

Levi and Terrier-Mass looked at Timaro in shock.

And Levi smiled bitterly, saying, "Oh, my God."

"I feel like I've been ahead of everything I want to ask."... after all, it's reckless to suddenly challenge the castle town style with ramen? "

"It's reckless. We should train ourselves to grasp the surprise first with a smaller side dish."Since ramen is such a finished dish, it seems extremely difficult to dramatically change it. ”

In response, Timaro came closer to Levi.

"So please, don't be short-sighted.If you can't help but disagree, it may be inevitable that you will break up with your father...... but you should think hard and try to understand each other.It's too late to regret it. "

"No, my father and I are taking care of the inn, so I can't help but break up... I'm sorry."Looks like you've worried Timaro a lot. "

Having said that, Levi gave a pleasant smile.

"But thank you." I was already thinking of talking to my dad.You can't be anything if you're foolish in this place. "

I see. I'm glad to hear that.

Then, after enjoying a lot of laughter, the young men and women returned to the busy hall.

At that time, Terrier-Mass sneaks up on Timaro.

“Thank you, Timaro. Although Levi and Lars are very close, I was also worried that they would both have a little less than words...... and continue to wake up."

“Yes, because they told me that they didn't have a mother who would love it.I hope the innkeepers will keep an eye on their father and son. "

"Yes, I promise.... thank you very much."

Terrier-Mass chased Levi with a pathetic smile.

Seeing off those backs, Timaro takes a puff of breath.

(I've done something that doesn't fit the pattern at all.Even so... am I no longer a son, but a generation of parents?)

The man named Lars, Levi's father, looks old somewhere.However, given that his son, Levi, was still in his teens, he might have been younger than Timaro.

Timaro is now 44 years old.

Barely, even though Timaro was younger than his father when he left the house and the owner of the Spear Pavilion in Selva, it was only a few years away.

Timaro is still on his way.

Combining the practices learned from fathers and shopkeepers to create unique practices was one of Timaro's goals, but now it has even added to the challenge of how to incorporate the practices of the forestside and station towns.Moreover, it should have been extremely difficult to leave the elegance of a castle town there.

Timaro still doesn't have a firm sense of purpose.

I'm not really sure what Asta, Vulcus, and the other cooks are cooking for.

But the path was set.Timaro has repeatedly refined his cuisine to create the dish he desires.

Create fine cuisine that doesn't shame the names of the people you admire.

Without it, Timaro's fame would not have been fulfilled.

(If I show myself in various ways, I will also defame the name of the Father and the Master.)

Thinking like that, Timaro decided to return to the bustle of the Great Hall.