Simmering Jams at the Edge of the Forest

It was about a month later that Mr. Hugh came back to Meeserie with the magic guides after the improvements had been made, and the summer was around the time of the platter.

It is quite hot but not humid during the day and the shade and indoors are easy to spend as long as there is wind. The temperature drops at night, so I have a fairly comfortable summer without having to be too hot to sleep.

The help from the clinic continues as usual, and I think it's pretty settled. Sometimes, some people come to see me regardless of my check-up, and I'm sweet about it because they tell me that I don't care about the teacher or Mark, although they don't contribute at all to reducing the congestion in the waiting room.

In fact, he's reluctant to come visit me when I have a patient who's really sick, and he's here when he comes and he helps me with something, so I guess it's okay if I think he's got more busy assistants.

Every time I go to the clinic, they see my legs that I can't heal. It's okay to walk slowly, but when it takes strength, the pain runs. I'm perfectly fine with my hands and shoulders anymore, well, it's just one leg, and I can walk. Although I don't really care, I lean my neck every time my teacher seemed to see me as the last place left to heal seems slow.

I'm also quite used to sticking my forehead together and talking...... though, I don't keep it from everyone in the village because the only people I deal with are the usual three and Buddy, so I don't do it often.

For Adelaide, be sure to say good morning and good night. And then there's the confirmation of the cooking instructions that came in, well, that's about it. I use it skinshiply because I often pass it on without talking about it for some reason. Adelaide is cute enough to light up a little every time she sticks around.

Less for teachers. I guess it's just when I say goodbye when I get home from the clinic, greeting the I know there are some things that can illuminate me, but if you think I care more about Master Adelaide than that and this one is cute. He cared about the mark behind him, not Master Adelaide.

"Sometimes I have no choice, so hey. I don't even know what it's like."

He stroked his head with a pound because he was still holding it down considerably.

Mark is...... yeah. That's the most. Buddy sends me these days only in the morning, but I don't know what he consigned back from the clinic. Buddy stopped picking me up and Mark sent me. Well, that's fine, but even though it's bright and I said it's okay to be an adult or just one person, that didn't forgive the teacher or Master Adelaide. I sometimes wonder if there's a different world where one single woman doesn't look good on her walk.

The mansion is off the village, so there are no people nearby. I can't help but stop for a moment and stick my forehead together, and no, I'm being pushed back, so I can't help but take the time to get home.

I'm not talking about a big deal...... really. But don't stick around because it's fun to hear even things that are boring. Accidentally, I try to do it even where people see it, and it's just a dumb couple looking at me and I'm scared. Because the eyes of everyone in the village are soggy... eh.

Mark was prepared to say something because he was also popular with his teenage young daughters, but that didn't happen and he was pretty clapped out. "I'm older than you are! What if they say," I'm a little excited... no, I was thrilled.

"Yeah, well... if you look at Mark, you know it's useless, usually"

"Hey. You're reckless."

The smudges and you two told me...... yeah. I know that guy is sweet with me, so no comment.

Last time I went to Wangdu again, the souvenirs were rumored to be fancy confectionery gifts. It was more buttery rich and plenty of sugar than the treats I make, plus it was nicely decorated with icing. That's for a gift. A speck of satisfied lamb without one, even though it is a baked treat.

The ladies' club told me to take it too and I did the right thing, and I was so happy to be like a little party and Mark's stock was soaring among the wives...... did you aim?

While I was spending that way, Lady Walter was there twice in the day trip and Lady Rachel once in the night.

In detail, the two of you came with us, leaving Lady Rachel behind. Lady Walter returned to the King's Capital and picked her up the following week and returned with her again. Whoa, whoa.

"No, I'm glad I am, but I'm sure I'm not."

Oh, my God, when it comes to Rachel's adorable tears as she dyes her white skin bright red all the way to her neck. Marie, it was enough to nibble with Mr. Louise.

When I asked him if he was okay with carriage sickness, he said it would be a lot easier with Walter... what a cutie he is.

Rachel, who was uppermost but honest and adorable, totally missed the serenity, even to Adelaide, who at first was a little nervous about “Walter's mother”. Kitchen work, embroidery, etc. also become fun together, and the two of us are getting along when I'm at the clinic to help.

He brought beautiful cloths and embroidered threads from Wang Du for souvenirs, so Adelaide taught him to relax and sew out his clothes as well.

"When I come here, I'm glad to be a normal daughter"

I also don't see any shards that lie to Lady Rachel who says so. I wish I was breathless in my life as a "Marquis Marquis" in the King's Capital. It's important to live over there, but sometimes, okay?

The field blueberries received a complete platter, so I harvested a large quantity and now it's time to boil the jam.

Remove the twigs on the blueberry, wash well, and turn off the water. I don't know if it's that type of tree, I can have less sugar because it's less sour and more sweet blueberry, but it's still sweet because it often goes with yogurt. Sugar is still half the amount of blueberry. This yogurt is sour than it used to be.

Although not limited to blueberries, there are also ways to make only fruit over the fire first without adding sugar and, to some extent, moisture before adding sugar. I just taught my grandmother how to make it, so they all put sugar in it from the beginning. Technically, I don't think I need to think about it because it's something I make for home use, although I guess it's different about how it boils and what color it can be.

I enjoyed making it and would still be happy if what I was able to do was delicious. For example, I wonder if I should move my hand rather than worry about it the way it's made.

Boiled or subtracted, you can heat it up again if it's loose, and when it gets stiff, you can "uh, I did it," and take advantage of it next time. I loved my grandmother, who taught me to take it easy that way.

Stand alternately in front of a cooking pan with guts. When making jams, by the time you can, the apron is mandatory because jams are easy to peel and fly. Lady Rachel brought her own apron. It's like a “newlywed" with a lot of light pink, frills on it... so I turned my face bright red and in a hurry. I'm gonna nibble again.

"I told Marie Louise to have the same one, and she said no."

"Where is there a marquise to wear a maid apron..."

To the disgruntled Lady Rachel, Marie Louise has a face. We're still close.

Blueberries also boil faster than strawberries and apricots. And when it cools down, the brine solidifies, so watch out for overcooking. Depending on the amount, it can be done in about fifteen minutes.

I added a little lemon juice because I finished it sweet this time. I want a little sourness. Speaking of which, in addition to adding acidity to the lemon juice and brightening the colors, it seems that it also helped to make the jam easier to solidify… I wonder if I would add lemon juice because the low sugar content would make the pectin work poorly. Well, although my sugar-rich jam doesn't "harden" me.

"This previous apricot jam and blueberry cake were very popular! Your father still doesn't believe me when I tell him I made it."

"You can't even imagine a lady standing in the kitchen."

The blueberry jam could be done while we were having a good chat. Blueberry jam that also looks almost black when bottled. Turn the bottle upside down and cool down, moving the excess jam into a small bowl...... Dear Rachel, you'd expect it.

I laughed and ate the whole bread again with cream cheese and ready blueberry jam.

There wasn't a time when Master Walter was alone, so I didn't get a chance to let him know that my words were coming through.

It is the decision of the teachers that it would be better not to tell Lady Rachel yet, only then members. He also said he would avoid telling Mr. Hugh by letter. I honestly couldn't decide whether or not I needed that much consideration, so I'm entirely at your disposal.

Seems Mr. Hugh has been busy seeing me and doing some exploratory magic, which has allowed him to meet the Spirit of the Woods. Mr. Walter hasn't seen him in a while either.

They assign all the other jobs and, if anything, go to the woods with the head of the sorcery. I was getting a message that when the separation was made, it would come running... you know, Mr. Hugh?

"Margaret, long time no see. Out of my mind, I'm sorry it took so long. Is that, like, cuter than before? Oh, no, it was cute before, even more so!

I wanted to come see you sooner, too, and Mr. Hugh's mouth is still pointy. [M] It's the same as before when you suddenly show up at my place in the field.

But, uh, Mr. Hugh? Who's the aura woman behind you, half the time? There are five of them as far as I can see with you, and I'm honestly afraid to ask. You are older than Adelaide, you are the one with the wand, but you have a beautiful posture and an atmosphere like that of Her Majesty the Queen of Kingdoms... Um... I'm in the middle of grazing my fields. I haven't even heard of bringing customers. Oh, of!?

Townsend, the invitees are in trouble.

"This is rude. Forgotten me for the joy of reunion... Margaret, this is Her Majesty the King"

YEAH!!? Why such a royal celebrity!? Buddy, help me!

"My invitee, this is a better position to thank you. Would you look up, please?"

I don't know what kind of courtesy you have, so he was kind to me and laughed and spoke out as if I was in trouble, taking the courtesy taught by Adelaide... Queen Wang... Queen Wang is the queen of the former king and the mother of the current king... Hi-yee.

"Yeah, well, thank you for your patience today. Don't want to take too long, Margaret."

Mr. Hugh, why are you doing so well? I respect you.

"We stopped by on the way here, so I think Mark and the teacher will be here soon. Is Lady Adelaide in the kitchen? Sire, shall we go say hello first? Margaret won't be back when she's done there."

"Well, it's been a long time since I've seen Countess Dustin."

Each of you will thank me and take a quick trip to the mansion... Oh, Mr. Hugh, come in from the kitchen again...

Buddy pulled my skirt back at last, and I walked nice and washed my hands with the flush outside for now.