Kokugensou wo Item Cheat de Ikinuku

I thought a delicious meal for the tired soldiers and I rented the tavern kitchen to cook with the bribes in the port of Skeveningen.

Transvania is famous for its cheese, so I asked her if she had a cheese fondue and she said she didn't know such a dish.

"I say cheese fondue, why don't you eat it here"

"No, I may just add a few pieces of cheese to my stew, but I don't have the luxury of using so much cheese. It smells delicious and tastes delicious."

When I ask if this will be a luxury, they just eat bread, herring and bean soup here. Dairy farming is encouraged instead of lack of arable land in Transhvania.

Beef, dried sausage and other foods are manufactured in dairy products such as cheese, but because of their high prices, they are mainly used for export and are difficult to get into the mouth of ordinary people.

If it suits the mouth of the girl in the tavern, sailors will be happy to eat it. It is not a difficult dish to cook simply by finely chopping the cheese and sprinkling the flour over the connections and simmering it in a pan or something along with the hot white wine.

Originally cooked to soften hardened bread. Anything tangled in droli and simmered cheese may be vegetables such as broccoli or carrots or sausages, even if they are not bread. It is delicious and natural because the original fine Transvanian cheese is aromatic and delicious.

"In the meantime, make more and more like I taught you to do and behave to the sailors. I'll make sure you get paid for loaning the tavern."

"Okay."

The Siresier Navy is also a large area, slightly larger than a thousand people.

When this number comes in, the tavern is also full. Guys, it's been a long time since I've been up on land so I seem to be stretching my feathers.

The sailors surrounding the table in the middle are standing wierd, so I thought I'd take a peek.

I could see Admiral Drake manipulating the cards cleverly with one hand and lumping gold coins up from Admiral Jean.

Admiral Jean is turning bright blue staring at the card if the loss is crowded.

Are you playing gambling like poker? Keep it on track.

I'm not really into gambling, so I checked to see if my cooking had been received by the sailors for a while, and as I looked around, I saw and spoke to Commander Philip Marine (Commodore), who was entrusting the defense of the harbor.

Are you enjoying yourself?

"... Ha!

The twenty-four year old with burnt wheat skin saluted upright when he saw my face.

At the table with Philip, the men of the same town, who were eating cheese fondue and sipping alcohol, also rise in a hurry.

The liquor on the table is distilled liquor (brandy) called "baked wine" from Silesier.

I've tasted it a little bit too, but it's something I often drink while still raw and strong enough to burn if lit by a match. I envy all Silesier humans because they are resistant to alcohol.

"Please sit down and relax. It's time for a break, so maybe not. I'm sorry I left unfamiliar assignments to you, Philip. We all had a hard time defending the harbor."

"Eh, mi, I'm overwhelmed, I'm honored!

Philip is making his red-brown eyes shine like a boy. The red cheeks are probably already drunk.

It's easy for me to talk to them when they get to be old people, but when they look like this to me a little older, I get in trouble for being a lousy talker. They from Prostitutes think of me as a hero. The image of a brave man is walking around.

"I don't know about cooking"

"Ha, it's made by the brave, so we're all happy to eat it!

I'd like to hear how the flavor is, but it doesn't make sense at all. Well, the fork seems to be progressing, so I guess they're eating it deliciously.

This is a good opportunity, so I wanted to pack up some work stories, but this isn't working. I'm taking a break now, okay?

"Commander Philip, I'll tell you the details, but I expect further enemy assaults, so I'm going to ask you to continue your defensive mission in this port. So, like, you get used to the city the best you can."

"Ha, I'll do everything I can to protect you. You've replaced my life!

You don't have to replace me. If you do what you do, you don't have to risk your life.

Prostitutes don't have to say things like knights. Hi Ancient Ginseng prostitutes are many soldiers who say things like knights because Louise educated them.

The port of Scheveningen is only the territory of the Principality of Transhvania.

Since it was originally the role of the Principality's army to defend the city, I contacted King Varlam, who is in the capital Bull Sale, so that he could send sufficient reinforcements in anticipation of the forthcoming attack of the Invincible Fleet.

Even if there is an enemy onslaught, it is more advantageous to defend it on land. The harbor will not fall if there is a sufficient number of defensemen and if we firmly consolidate our defensive posture.

No worries if you're ready, I don't want to let them die looking pure who won't complain or follow me when I'm young.

Navy Marshal is in such a great position. When I put my face on, the sailors don't seem to be awed and relaxed, so I said, "Have fun when you have fun," tapped Philip's shoulder lightly, then went back to the liquor store kitchen.

Cheese fondue is a dish to behave like a soldier. Now, I'll cook for myself. Cook silently while at your disposal sweet honey liquor that suits your taste.

"When it comes to the Navy, this is it."

What I'm trying to make is beef curry.

With the spices available, it was finally possible to make them.

I miss having no potatoes, but I have carrots and onions and I flavored them with garlic. You'll do great.

Spicy chili peppers, aromatic cumin seeds, turmeric in color, coriander in flavor, cinnamon, cardamom, gallam masala, mixed with colorful spices and put to bed for a while, are pounded into a frying loo with flour and butter.

I miss it when I simmer fried beef and vegetables and stir the pan with curry loo, that exciting aroma.

Who's going to come out?

Rice is also cooked in earthen pots.

Rice was harvested this year by having Viola, who has the ability to grow plants, grow brown rice obtained from the 'Old Man' in the swamps. I don't know what's going on, but it was the Japonica rice, not the Indica rice, that was served by The Old Man.

Maybe that's a sort of summoning ability.

It is not strange that the incarnation of the Mother Chaos God invites Japan and the United States because I am coming to a cruel fantasy.

I think about it, and I taste curry soup with my balls.

Did you put too much chili in it when you formulated it, or is it a little spicy? No, it doesn't taste good unless it's spicy, so I don't think this is a good idea.

"But I guess it tastes a little pointy"

This is probably fine as a recipe, but just mixing the spices together doesn't make it feel as mild as a Japanese curry.

I wonder what I'm missing, but I don't think it's a good idea because this makes it curry.

This way, I don't just make my share sneaking around because rice and spices are precious.

I tried feeding the slave girls a curry rice prototype before, but the reaction I got back was pretty subtle.

I tweaked it over and over, and the slave girls hardly ever spooned it, even though it shouldn't have meant I had the wrong spice formula.

Sharon and others were terrible because he said "yummy..." like he was sweating and imitating me and forcing me to eat and squeeze my voice away.

I think it tasted so bad. I thought the hard stuff was a bad idea, but it's a more fundamental problem.

Hi, I hear Japanese rice and curry don't taste so good for Silesier humans.

Probably because all the ingredients I use are unfamiliar with my tongue.

After a hundred more years, Curry Rice may also be received by the people of this world, but so far I just have to enjoy myself.

"All right, I got it."

"You smell good."

Louise came. She was probably close because she's back at my escort.

When I saw him holding a glass with brandy in it, he was drinking well. But I just drank some, and it's Louise who doesn't show drunkenness at all.

"I made curry rice, do you want some?"

"Whatever."

Louise has said many times that she can't get used to new things in an old person, except for food.

She really eats everything. I guess nothing compares to eating monster guts, such as unfamiliar curry rice. I'll shrug Louise's share and give it to him with the spoon.

"Delicious?"

"Yeah, it's so delicious. This curry looks like a dragon stew."

Right. I thought so, too.

When I couldn't get enough chili, I wondered if I could make it spicy.

So was the dragon, but the tingling feeling on my tongue when I ate the Black Fei Dragon brace bag is so similar to the Thai curry flavor.

My curry should be easier to eat than that punchy flavor.

"Ha... yummy. After all, this is it."

I eat as I say.

Even if the flavors are a little different, the intricate taste of rice and curry crossing is hard to replace anything. It tastes like a hometown to me.

"This is the taste of Takel's hometown."

"That's right, it tastes like my country. Let's have another drink."

The two of us are quietly eating curry in a corner of the kitchen listening to the buzz of the tavern from afar. Louise offered me a wooden dish and I followed with plenty.

Me and Louise eat a lot, but there's so much to eat for both of us.

In the corner of the tavern, it's pretty good to surround the table alone. Me and Louise were eating silently.

This way, it's been a long time since Louise and I had eaten together. That's where the intruders show up, even though it was a good vibe.

"Brave man, oh what are you eating da!

"Hey, what's up, Ale?"

"What's wrong, Zo? Give it to me, too."

"You can do it, but can you eat curry rice"

I said I was hungry for the flourish or something, so I let him eat cheese fondue earlier, and you're going to eat it again?

Well, since I'm from an island on the African continent, not a silesier, I'd also like to see a little bit of how you react to curry.

"What do you think, the flavor..."

I ate the curry almost seconds when I thought I grabbed a spoon in the blink with a big hand with dragon scales on it, how I was eating it with a small mouth.

The flavor wasn't anything, the curry was a drink for me.

"Yeah, red pepper spicy on the juice, pretty tasty zo"

"So you know what it tastes like!

"What are you talking about, Red Pepper is originally something you can pick on Arre's Island, Zo. They told me to give it to you, so I just split it it between the Eurasian people, too, Zo."

"Really..."

Was the chili (red pepper) originally native to Central and South America?

There are plenty of vegetables that don't exist in this Eura continent, even looking for modern crops that I know of. Potatoes, corn, tomatoes and pumpkins. Probably all native to the New World.

I thought I couldn't help but have them because the Great Sailing Age hasn't arrived yet.

On the other hand, we see that chillies and strawberries are already grown here and in a very small part of the region. Sometimes vanilla beans and other things that shouldn't be on the market as luxury goods.

Thanks for following the trading routes, they seem to have flown through the Seyrain Sea, from the African continent. Or perhaps the trading route is connected to the island of Lango, where the dragon maidens already live, and the new continent we have yet to see.

"What are you thinking, da? Give me a change."

"Oh, sure, that's good."

It kind of makes me laugh bitterly when my tone shifts.

It will be ahead, but if we win this battle over Castile and gain hegemony of the Seilane Sea and open our route to the African and New continents, we will be able to enrich the national power of the Eurasian continent by acquiring a crop of excellent energy efficiency for the new continents.

Then even fewer children will starve to death. Because of poverty, slavery, which continues without stopping, may also be made to stop.

In that sense, it's good that I'm here. Keeping a connection to Lango Island is important.

Well, that makes me laugh. A long way into the future is that even this country's cafeteria may be able to eat curry rice with potatoes flat. If that is the case, then the sacrifice of this battle can also be considered meaningful.

The array that wandered over the curry finally tells me as I recall.

"Yes, brave man, the bath is boiling."

"What, what do you mean, bath?"

I'm a bath lover. I've been digging into it. There's nothing like a bath in a Skeveningen inn.

If it was the city of Rankt, there would have been a public bath. After all, the fluctuations in bath culture haven't reached this way yet.

"Well, come here quickly, Zo."

"Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey

After we dip the finished dishes in the water, me and Louise are led to the outskirts of the city so that they can be pulled by Arre.

"A little more over here, Zo"

"How far the hell are we going..."

Over the walls of the city, a little along the river, a wooden wall was formed.

It wasn't like this before.

"You should take a peek inside, Zo"

"... what is this, really a bath"

Within the wooden walls there was a large rock bath with hot air, as Arre put it.