Fake Cinderella

First time cleaning for roughly less than two hours. Thanks to the two people who work well, the kitchen quickly became shiny.

"... it's beautiful"

I look up in a satisfied mood at the beautifully polished oven of something that is not as good as new.

"Here too, look, look!

The floors and walls are shiny.

Of course, it's ancient. There are stains on the walls, and the floors are in a vegetable spot. But the kitchen had changed that impression dramatically thanks to a clean and polished finish.

(The kitchen is best cleaned!

"... I can't believe this place was so pretty"

"This is the normal state. A kitchen is where you deal with things that go into your mouth, so you always have to be shiny!

Squeeze your fists and theorize.

Clinness is important.

"... So, what were you talking about?

I snap at the two of them sitting on the floor. These two should have talked to me about something.

"... something like that."

"You remembered..."

"Yes."

I go back to the cleaned shelves with cans of sugar and salt.

(... sugar, salt, this is probably flour... the big bag over there was flour too. Then it's the soba that's in this hemp bag. Then this pot is like honey......)

Naturally, but not so many things.

(Not so wealthy because it's an orphanage... I mean, this is about the standard of our kitchen for ordinary people)

When I calmed down a little, I got very interested.

The shiny, polished pan is made of old but decent copper.

Probably a luxury because this is a cathedral annex. Probably doesn't think these kids are luxuries though.

(Sometimes there's something a little disproportionate, isn't there)

For example, sugar. Sugar is expensive, but it is also widespread in the general household in Dardinia because it has been possible to produce it domestically.

But there are two kinds of sugar here.

Let's just say it's okay to have brown regular sugar. It's cheap sugar that even average households can get their hands on, and although it tastes a little cluttered, this is tasty.

But white crystalline sugar is different. This sara white sugar is as expensive as it used to be treated as a medicine. It wouldn't be the finest product, but it would be too expensive for this orphanage.

(... I'm sure that's also because this is an orphanage with a cathedral)

As much as it is said that twenty steps will hit God, etc., there are many dioceses, festivals, and various temples, large and small, in the King's capital Al Glare. That is not limited to those of the Rutian Orthodox Church, which is the national religion.

Various other religions, folk beliefs and indigenous shrines of God are also manifestations of Dardinian tolerance for religion.

It is said that the number of such establishments in the Wang capital will exceed roughly three hundred, but I think that means that so many religious establishments are constantly making such a stopover, a rendition. In other words, that's all the people in the capital can afford to live.

(If you're really poor, donations and other things you can't donate)

If I was full of food, I wouldn't be able to make donations, donations, etc.

Although I have asked you about Sion before, it is said that gold is the most commonly used product in the Lutian Orthodox Church. That is because gold is called the grace of the Mother Goddess, and the light of the Mother Goddess is supposed to have fallen to earth and was conceived.

And next to gold is sugar. Apparently, this was the beginning of the story because I didn't know if it was true or a lie that I must like something sweet because I was so much a woman as a mother goddess, but I'm not sure what's true. However, now sugar is a classic disclosure in the cathedral.

The poor drop brown cheap sugar, and the wealthy drop silver expensive sugar.

Because of this, the cathedral always has enough sugar to sell.

Though I love things that are quite sweet under Zion, he once told me a story where he didn't know how serious he was that one of the reasons he became a priest was to be able to eat as much sweet as he wanted. He also told the clergy that such an example was not uncommon.

The cathedral seems to be quite popular with the use of incoming sugar to make jams and sugar treats dedicated to the goddess, but still has excess sugar.

(That's why there's so much in the orphanage that I don't think I can afford to live in...)

This large sugar pot is arguably a luxury that is allowed because it is an orphanage attached to the cathedral.

Sugar is a commodity in high demand. I can buy a lot of things if I sell them and convert them into money, but in fact, the diocese forbids the direct trading of merchandise.

It is unacceptable to sell or buy anything dedicated to Mother Goddess.

(So what are all the other various items sold in the cathedral, that's what happens, right?)

For example, classic jams and baked confectionery arranged on the table in the corner of the cathedral as souvenirs… this is not actually sold on top of shape.

In this example, it is assumed that all incoming sugar was once dedicated to the Mother Goddess, and that the processed sugar was also made for the Mother Goddess. And. It is to be that we gave it what was lowered from the Mother Goddess. Although the consideration for what you have given is always a gift, it is not a purchase or sale that precedes construction.

(It's like rationality.)

So if you can run it well without touching religious commandments, I think that's fine.

"I need a favor from you."

A boy named Rag tells me with a serious face.

"If you owe us anything, I want you to hear my wish."

In a somewhat more polite tone than the rug...... and Rufa also said in an equally serious way.

"We want to thank you as much as possible, but there are things we can and cannot do…"

I can't afford it.

"... it's not that hard. First, I want you to eat this."

He gave me a plate that I didn't know where the rug was coming from.

"... What's this?

"Can you eat for now"

(... uh, you're a little hesitant to say something without poison sight)

At any rate, His Highness has paid a lot of attention.

But it's a bit of a corner to say no here.

(... but...)

Breaking His Highness's words is a little painful.

And I saw the dish that was offered to me seriously.

Arranged on a white plate are probably cookies.

Probably didn't do anything special. The ingredients are very normal.

(... looks like a regular cookie)

At least, it's unlikely it contains any of His Highness's worrying poisons.

"It's a cookie made by one of our best cooks."

"... ok"

Women are brazen! So I put that cookie in my mouth.

Because it looks a little powdery. No toppings in particular. Accented by a hint of butter.

(You might want to add a little sweet hot milk or something)

"What do you say?

"How's the taste?

The two of them try to get themselves out and crawl this way.

"... something normal"

It's a bit of a mixture of burning things, but the flavor isn't special or anything. It's just a very normal cookie.

(I guess it's gone both possible and impossible...)

"So, what's this?

It is the baked confectionery that is on the plate offered by Rufa.

(It looks somewhat like a financier...)

Pinch it at your fingertips and take it seriously.

Observe the grilled sweets in the square, then enter the mouth.

The butter smells strong, along with the cookies just now.

(Probably the ingredients are almost different)

Eggs and flour, then butter.

"... this is normal too"

I know you wanted to go for treats like financiers, but you haven't been able to, or you're still far from financiers.

"Then this is the next one!

Now the rug brings the dish again and gives it away.

"... isn't this a little too burnt?

What I said was crunchy stick pie. The fabric itself is a success, although it looks just a little burnt.

"... tasting is fine, but what the hell do you want me to do?

(What do these kids want?

Compare the three plates arranged on the kitchen table with the two. They looked at each other, and then they looked at me.

"Uh... uh, it gets longer when I talk to you from the start"

"... go ahead"

In the meantime, we have time.

The two of them looked at each other, and then, just a little long story.