Chapter 502: 502
ā€œDad, I want you to stir it in your pan.ā€\n
I rented a kitchen and started cooking for storage, but I’m busier than I thought.
ā€œOkay.ā€
Maybe a little too greedy.
But it’s convenient to keep it in a magic bag.
It is too harsh to return to the old dried meat and fruit.
After all, we have to work hard.
ā€œAh, it’s a little burnt!
ā€œDon’t worry about it, I don’t care about it.ā€
I’m glad your father is generous.
Oh, is it okay to burn this?
I’m supposed to use white sauce for soup… well, I guess it’s a little bit okay.
ā€œThe bread is burning. It smells good.ā€
Chemia gave me baked bread from the oven.
The good aroma of bread spreads softly to the room.
It’s almost three hours since we started cooking.
I’m hungry, so I’m going to reach for bread.
ā€œStill, I’ll think of something interesting. Bread with herbs.ā€
ā€œAhahah, it seemed deliciousā€¦ā€
On the night I was taught to make bread, I somehow remembered the bread of my previous life.
One of them was to knead the herbs into the dough and bake them.
It seemed easy, so I tried it, but it was delicious.
So when I got up and mixed it up, Mr. Chemia came to help me.
Chemia and I were in a hurry.
Dad’s ā€œI’m a little strangeā€ stung me in the heart.
ā€œWhat’s that? \n
Stop working on Chemia’s question, wrapping up six pieces of crumbled bread dough.
ā€œUm, I thought I’d fill it up and bake it.ā€
Because she is an unusual child, I blew it out thinking it would be okay even if I did a lot of things.
Thanks to that, there is a line of cooking bread in front of me that I loved in my previous life.
I’m surprised you put the side dish in the bread.
ā€œIvy, you’re making something interesting again.ā€
My father, who finished baking the sauced meat, looked at me and smiled bitterly.
Arrange bread wrapped in iron plates, spray with mist, and wait for twice as much fermentation.
ā€œBecause it seemed delicious. I don’t think so. Does it look weird?
Ask your father quietly.
ā€œWell, a little unusual, but a little unusual.ā€
ā€œAlready.ā€
Looking at your father,
ā€œI’m sorry, but I wish I could have said something a little more decent, but ā€˜unusual’….ā€
ā€œAhahaha. I don’t care.ā€
My father laughs at the shock he’s taking.
Soup is ready now. What about the stew? ā€œ
ā€œBecause the taste is irritating when it cools, it is still chilled in the pan. When it gets cold, I’ll warm it up and put it in my magic bag.ā€
Write the name and number of dishes on paper while putting the finished dishes in a magic bag.
This way, you can quickly see what happened and how many are left.
ā€œOkay, I think we can separate them. If the bread in the oven burns, shall we have lunch? Mr. Chemia, why don’t you have lunch?
Your father calls out to Mr. Chemia.
ā€œFufu. Riffle said we should have lunch together. What do you think?ā€
I bowed my neck to Mr Chemia’s words.
The kitchen is occupied, but is it okay? \nā€œI’m baking the Four I took down on the third day in the garden. Shall we eat together?
I hear Four is definitely a monster around Hathal Village.
Hmm?
Did I take care of it?
Seeing Chemia, she looks skinny and young, but in her 60s.
ā€œWas Chemia an adventurer?
ā€œWhat? No. I have always been the daughter of this inn. My father begged me to hunt and said,ā€ I’ll crush the inn, so do something to get me some meat. ā€œSo I tried my best to hunt my own food.ā€
Wow.
I don’t know what kind of monster Four is, but I can hunt him.
ā€œNowadays there are no monsters around this village that can’t be hunted.ā€
It’s really amazing.
Ah, do you even know about the monster climbing the wall?
I’ve been interested since I heard that the monster repellent didn’t work.
ā€œThere are monsters that don’t work against monsters. Can you hunt that too?
ā€œOh, you mean climbing the wall? Of course you can hunt. Besides that, it’s delicious. So as soon as the alarm goes off, I’m headed for the wall.ā€
Wall climbing?
Could it be his name?
I don’t think so.
ā€œUm, what’s a wall climb?
ā€œHuh? Ah, I’m used to the way I call it climbing walls, and it’s a monster that doesn’t work. The monster’s name is Folgan, but I used to call it a wall climb in the village before I could name it, so I’m more familiar with it. That’s what you call it.ā€
Before you got a name?
Oh, I see.
You don’t have a name because it’s the first monster found in this village?
ā€œOh, it looks like the bread is cooking.ā€
When I open the oven, the bread on the third day burns.
\nAs usual… to someone other than your father?
The rattlers are close, but the shopkeeper has just met and is quite old.
What am I supposed to tell you?
ā€œAh, delicious. The taste of meat is strong.ā€
I see. This is delicious. ā€œ
My father nodded at my words when he was eating next door.
ā€œIsn’t that right? Yes! If you still have room in your magic bag, would you like to bring some of Four’s meat?
What?
You want some food for Mr. Chemia?
That won’t work.
I will say it instead of the second time.
You’re eating fast.
ā€œSince I climbed the wall, the number of Four has grown. It’s easier to hunt, so there’s plenty of meat.ā€
Chemia points in a direction as she speaks.
A small building that stands first in the garden.
ā€œWhat is that?
ā€œIt’s a meat-only storage area, but I hunted four of them three days ago, and the room is full. Don’t you want it? Can I have it?
I hunted four of them.
In that case, even if you give me a little, will it be okay?
ā€œWell, if Chemia says it’s good, I want it.ā€
ā€œReally? Can you take it? Thank you.ā€
ā€œNo, thank you very much. Hey, Dad.ā€
I see. Thank you. ā€œ
I got some delicious meat.
Because the flavour is strong, salt alone is delicious enough.
Let’s use Four to make something from this afternoon.