Alchemist outside Wang Du - It was a hassle profession, so I will take it easy to run a store

As always, I was rushing around to prepare for the opening of the store with the help of Mr. Kachua.

Consulted and contracted with a carpenter based on a three-story image redrafted with Mr. Kachua. Because you have to use space magic to give the special property that the medicine vault does not pass over time, I will have it created by order at the magic store.

After entering the construction work, I went to check the status of the work once a week.

If the kitchen on the ground floor is available, check the size and arrangement of the kitchen and cooking utensils and cupboards.

When the atelier part is ready, check with Marcus about the placement of laboratory instruments and chemical shelves.

Get help from Bob and Marcus to create a new field, sow seeds, and replant seedlings so they can take over successfully.

Every day I ran like that, I was one more year old and nine years old, running through the last years I spent at home.

Beyond the forest behind the house, the spring was passing, and the roses in the garden were blooming, and the autumn season was coming to fruition.

One night, I tried to go back to my room to sleep, that kind of time.

Even though it was dark, I saw the back of your father standing in the garden.

I looked so lonely on my back that I wore warm gowns and carried my feet to the garden. Exposed skin with no haori and slightly chilly cheeks.

"Father."

That's how your father grips the hem of the feathered gown.

"I thought the stars were beautiful."

That said, the dark blue sky was spreading before your father looked up. The moon is a thin, three-day moon, sparkling like hundreds or thousands of stars compete.

Father bends to my height, puts his hands on my sides, lifts my body, lurks his arms behind his knees, and sits me in his arms.

"Next spring, Daisy will go to the atelier and Rams will go to the academy dorm. The next year Daria will also be in the dorm.... I'm gonna miss this house, too."

Yes, as your father said, oniisama, who will be twelve next spring, will go to the National Academy of Aristocrats to earnestly study as a magician. And the same year, onee-sama.

The three children of House Presleria leave the house in a hurry.

"... my child is growing up too fast. I wish you'd grow up slower."

That's how you hug me when you hold me up.

At that time, a stream of shooting stars seemed to be weeping in the sky instead of your father, who could not cry because he was an adult.

My chest tightened tightly and I buried my face on your father's shoulder.

"Father. I'm lonely tonight, and I don't think I can sleep alone. May I sleep with your father?

Raise your face from your father's shoulders and ask for an unusual favor for me.

Then, your father's thin lips curve loosely in the same shape as the Moon and Sun. The eyes staring at me with kindness are also softly narrowed.

"Of course. Such a request is a child's privilege."

That's how my father kissed my forehead and returned from the garden to the Mansion with me in his arms.

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The next day, sitting opposite a table in the kitchen, I was secretly consulting with Mina.

"Would you like to prepare a memorable dessert for your family...."

Hmm, after she leaned her neck and worried, Mina said, "Wait a minute," and came back with a book from a few books in the back of the kitchen.

And he opened the page on the table I was waiting for. It's a page that says how to make a thin fabric that will be the foundation of the cake, and I didn't know how this would connect to "memorable dessert."

Mina gives me a polite suggestion and explanation.

"There's this fabric that bubbles up the eggs. Why don't you bake it wide and stack it with some cream, make it a big square cake... and make it a thousand for everyone in your family?

The part of 2000 is still just a secret between me and Mina.

"That's right. Crème Chantilly! If you foam the cream of cow's milk with sugar, it will be a delicious cream!

"Let's give it a try!

We looked at each other and smiled.

The next day, we tried to make a prototype.

Make the dough first.

Lay the bowl on top of a bowl containing warm water, slice the eggs, add sugar to the loosened ones, and bubble until it is white with a large fork.

... it's really hard to foam with a fork. I struggled to finish it. The strange Mina helped me and finished it well with two forks.

Add the sieved flour to the foam and stir to remove the powdery flavour, then add warm milk and melted butter along the way to further mix.

Pour the dough into a buttered top plate and bake in a pre-warmed oven.

Incidentally, this time it is a prototype, so I bake only one piece and cut it to make it four pieces.

Now it's Crème Chantilly.

Open the lid of the outer box of the "Centrifuge" made of round wood and place milk in the glass container inside. Set the lidded glass container inside, close the lid, hold the handle attached to the "Centrifuge", and turn it around. Then, the glass container containing the cow's milk circulates around and separates the cream part from the liquid that has lost its fat. This was repeated and the cream was removed as much as necessary.

Next, add sugar to the separated cream and place it in a bowl. Under it, lay a large bowl filled with magical ice water, and stir it again with a fork. Foam well until the "horn" stood up.

First, Prototype No. 1.

I asked Mina, who had an image in her head, to make the shape.

Mina puts the flat fabric on top of it and sprays the crème chantie. The fabrics are then superimposed and the fabrics on all sides of the square are cut and molded beautifully. Then, from the top of that beautiful square fabric mass, I applied a crème chantille on all sides to finish the cake.

... when I think this is going to be four times the size, I look pretty lonely.

"Hmm, you should decorate it with something on top."

I nodded to Mina's feelings, too, yeah.

"Let's try a tasting first."

Mina said that and cut the cake in half.

The cut surfaces overlap the layers of fabric and cream.

"Hmm, like this, I want a section that's a little more impressive when I cut it."

Mina seems dissatisfied. The tip of the tail that peeks a little under the apron doesn't move at all.

Mina separates the two pieces of cake into plates and places them in front of each with a dessert fork.

Pacli, I'm going to have a bite to eat.

Crème Chantie and the dough are cheeked together and the smooth melts in the trolley and mouth. Yeah, it's delicious. It's delicious...

"I want a bit more accents of sweetness and texture...."

Mina spoke for me next door.

"Jam! Why don't you strain the cassis jam with a hela to remove the fruit fiber and apply it to the bottom dough?

I'll suggest it to Mina.

"Ah, that sweet punch is nice!

Yeah, yeah, and Mina nods. And then... Mina murmured and thought for a while.

"In this season, what about the pear... what about the thinly sliced pear compote, sandwiched between the layers of the crème chantille! Something you've made compote for saving, try it out!

Then, a prototype No. 2 is made between the cassis jam and the pear compote and tasted.

"Delicious!

The presence of cassis red and pear is also claimed in the monotonous cut cross section.

Cassis jam and pear compote add a strong sweetness to the mouth, accentuating the monotonous cream. It also has a dry texture left over from the pears.

"What should I do when I look lonely? I want something to decorate."

I twisted my neck with Mina.

"Ah, why don't you put a dark paste-like sauce in the funnel and write a message! I'm sure you'll be impressed! How about cassis sauce to avoid breaking the balance of taste!

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And the day of surprise has come.

"Is this today's dessert? It's huge."

The waiter looks at the cake he brings on the table with the caster and his father looks at it in surprise.

"Oh, there's something on it!

Mother reads the letters written on the surface of the cake.

We'll always be together!

Around the letter, there are several flowers scattered with baked confectionery.

To be clear, I couldn't write very well. But even if it's not good, I'm going to fill oneesama and oneesama with feelings for oneesama and family.

"This is Daisy's handwriting."

Oniisama is smiling.

"I missed spring coming. But I'm kind of relieved to see this."

Onee-sama, who will remain at home for another year, also smiles.

"Come on, let's make a 'cake cut' for the family! The whole family works together!

I urge my family to stand up while sitting around the dining table.

My father and I will hold a cake knife together and cut the cake for my mother.

Cut your father's cake between your mother and oniisama.

Oniisama and Oniisama split my share, Oniisama and I split Oniisama's share.

The cake was more popular than anything else ever made. I also felt it tasted better than any other delicious thing I had ever eaten.

Eventually, the young leaves adored our garden, and the flowers flowered in the spring, and two children, including me, nested from the Presleria house.

"Atelier Daisy"

That's where my new life begins.