The Other World Dining Hall

Listening to the sound of chillin 'chillin', he knocked at the door, while Jonathan's eyes captured it.

"Bye, boy. Later..."

"Oh, I'll take care of it"

At first, get permission easily to Sirius, his boss, but quickly, or Jonathan heads to the back table and sits down before Aletta guides him.

"Ah, welcome. I'll get you some water in a minute."

"Oh. And I'm sorry for being so quick, but I'd like an order... yeah, I'd like a pizza in the seafood mix"

Sirius laughs bitterly at the way he puts his order on a service that arrives in his seat but is fast or nearby and stares in the back.

(Oh man. You're as enthusiastic as ever)

Jonathan says that place seems to be a 'special seat for cooks'.

Everything can be seen in the kitchen just a little bit from that position at that table, and you can ask them to cook dishes from different worlds.

Jonathan, as Sirius' offering, notices it several times as he goes by, and oh and when the privileged seat is vacant, puts Sirius aside but sits in that seat.

... Most of the time when you have a merchant's daughter with a swordsman you seem to know or an elf visiting a different world dining room, that seat is filled, so apparently Jonathan isn't the only one who realizes it.

"Well..."

At the same time as ordering, Sirius lowers his back to the right seat with satisfaction, interested in Jonathan's enthusiasm for work, which he began to observe still in the back.

"Oh. I'm sorry, but I need an order."

Finish communicating Jonathan's order and call off the payroll back to work again to place the order.

"Yes, what can I do for you?"

"Oh, wiener the Napolitan. And I'll have the cafe after dinner."

In the meantime, I've decided to leave 'research' to Jonathan for today. The dish Sirius asks for is Napolitan.

Of smoked meat, known in different worlds as bacon, and intestinal fillings, known as wieners, which use intestinal fillings.

This dish is my favorite for Sirius, who found out after eating a lot in this store.

"Yes, please wait a moment"

Silently nodding at the words of service that are unusual and inquisitive to the Devil Nation, Sirius runs a glimpse of his eyes.

(... if you look closely, you do have customers who don't know exactly where they're coming from)

Sirius is the king's capital, the most flourishing city on the eastern continent, born and raised.

It is also the birth of a family of large merchants who, at the same time, even have dealings with royalty, and are used to seeing what the person is from and who he is.

That's why I was feeling some credibility in the rumors of eyebrow spitting that had been circulating in the Wang capital lately.

South of the continent where man now lives...... Beyond the Dragon God Sea lies an unknown continent, where a people with a different culture that worships dragons as gods and builds civilization just like man, even in non-human races.

An adventurer of everything 'discovered' its existence and entrusted another adventurer with a book summarizing its sights and hearings.

One of the suspicious rumors Sirius overheard in the king's capital.

Originally, it's like a joke or a story, and it has absolutely no credibility.

Since humans built civilization-like civilizations in the first place, because nothing has ever reached "Beyond the Dragon God Sea", where fierce sea demons bounce.

Sirius and, not long ago, would never have believed.

Yes, until I started going to this store.

This is a different world dining room… where guests gather from all over the world where Sirius lives.

When I looked at the customer, sometimes I could see him.

People dressed in western Continental style who are unfamiliar but quite interactive with various people dressed in Eastern Continental style who are familiar with Sirius.

I don't know about the lack of interaction and the details in the first place, but I still have a uniform knowledge of monster disputed Fae races such as Beastman, Lizardman, and Auga and Fairy.

Mixed with them, there are customers who are certainly humans and dwarves, but in ways Sirius is unfamiliar with.

Those guests have brown skin like the people of the land of sand that it is on the western continent, while wearing clothes with bold hands and feet, unlike loose ones that are not hands or feet that the people of the land of sand wrap around.

Also, when viewed in the manner of those clothes, some of the Lamia and Beastmen, usually feared as monsters attacking humans, have well-maintained, well-dressed guests.

That fact had made Sirius feel a kind of credibility about the rumors.

(Come to think of it, the question of how that adventurer got back might also be manageable in this store...)

And with that in mind, it also explains why the adventurer, who should have made his first major discovery in human history, does not make his own hustle and bustle, and fits in at a suspicious rumor level.

I don't know all the customers who are in and out of this store with Sirius.

What if there was that "Adventurer Beyond the Dragon God Sea" in "The Guest" here...

"Thank you for waiting. I'm a Neapolitan."

While I'm thinking about it, the food arrives before Sirius.

"Oh, thank you"

At the same time as the food arrives, Sirius changes his mind.

The Alfaid Chamber of Commerce is a Chamber of Commerce that deals with food.

Therefore, we have to face the food sincerely.

That is the teachings of Tomas, grandfather and ancestor of Alfaid Chamber of Commerce Chung Hsing.

That's why Sirius kicks the extra out of his head and confronts the dish in front of him, namely the Neapolitan.

Served on a white plate, it was brightly colored.

Bright green vegetables occasionally mixed in reddish orange-dyed noodles thanks to ketchup, a sauce made with marmette.

Oranje with a slight toothpick on thinly chopped, otherworldly mushrooms.

Overall, the brightly colored Neapolitan is one of the most glamorous dishes in the other world cafeteria, except for the confectionery, Sirius thinks.

(So, do you want it?)

Sirius takes the fork placed beside him as butter and ketchup weave into his stomach, pouring the scent of a direct blow to his stomach.

Take a sip first.

With that in mind, I pour the noodles up and carry them to my mouth.

(... yeah. Still don't change your taste when you 'stir fry')

Spread in the mouth is not in the noodles just boiled up, fragrance.

Sucking the soft acidity of ketchup firmly tangled in noodles and the taste of butter with noodles all over the place, the integrated noodles are a treat just for that.

The secret to that flavor, which is not usually found in the noodle dishes I eat, was in the cooking method.

Jonathan observed and noticed that Napolitan buttered the noodles, once boiled with ingredients and ketchup, into a shallow, wide pan with a shallow bottom, passing the whole thing through a general fire.

That's a cooking technique called stir-frying, which is common in sea countries on the western continent, unlike the usual method of boiling or baking.

This brings together a fragrance that is not found in anything but boiled and sauced.

(Yeah. The ingredients are still delicious, but don't upset the balance if you have too many)

Sirius is convinced while eating the ingredients mixed in that noodle.

As with noodles, the numerous ingredients seasoned in ketchup and sautéed in butter are delicious.

Finely chopped green vegetables and sweet oraniers with a taste of sauce and own juice, leaving a toothpick and a hint of bitterness.

And compared to bacon, it gives way to a step in fat flavor and intensity, but contains a lot of gravy for it, a wiener that you can play in your mouth.

They do taste good, but in small quantities.

It is a balance of ingredients that add a little to the plenty of noodles.

But that's the right thing to do.

Napolitan is a dish that enjoys the flavor of noodles, Sirius thinks.

This makes it uncomfortable to enjoy the flavour of noodles even if there are too many ingredients seasoned with Neapolitan.

(After all, the ingredients are only meant to pull the noodles together)

If you taste it even better, those ingredients have another role to play: flavoring against noodles.

The ingredients are divided into noodles when transported to the mouth with the noodles.

That makes a slight difference in taste, giving the noodles another flavor.

A dish with integrated noodles and ingredients.

That is Sirius' assessment of Neapolitan.

(Now it's time to change the flavoring...)

After about half a taste, Sirius reaches for what was carried with the noodles and placed on the tabletop.

What the servants carried was a small cylinder.

When I open its mouth and shake it upside down, the slightly yellowish white powder falls and descends on the Neapolitan.

If you put too much in it, it will break harmony, so don't hang too much, be careful.

Let the light yellow snow fall on the saggy orange noodles, just covered, stop your hand and take the fork in your hand again.

Cover up the light yellow tinted noodles with a fork and take a bite.

Its pale powder...... finely ground cheese changes the taste of Neapolitan.

The soft cheese flavor soothes the acidity of the Neapolitan and at the same time gives the cheese a unique flavor.

(All right, that's the last one)

And another shake also a vitreous bottle with a red one placed on the table.

Zero falls from it is the red Shizuku.

Sirius was just as cautiously red Shizuku earlier...... shake off the Tabasco sauce into a Neapolitan, re-season, and sip.

Striking Sirius is intense, spicy.

It's a flavor not found in the Neapolitans until earlier, but it accents and stimulates Sirius' stomach, pushing the fork in its hand.

According to Jonathan, the Tabasco sauce, supposedly made from pickled Togalan vinegar, has a very strong flavour.

It has a tremendous spicy taste, and if it's a small amount, it produces a great accent, but if you put the wrong amount on it, it's no longer something people eat.

(Okay, flavoring is perfect!

But this time it went delicious.

Sirius is greatly satisfied while eating the Neapolitan, which has been perfectly his taste due to the added spiciness.

A noble son of the Alfaid Chamber of Commerce, one of Wang Du's premier major chambers of commerce, and also associates with nobility.

As a bearer of the Alfaid Chamber of Commerce, Slow is an ambitious man who gathers information and aims to further expand the Chamber of Commerce.

But only at this time was he a young man with a great taste of a plate of Neapolitan.

If you noticed, there was only an orange residue left on the plate.

"Phew..."

Sirius rubs his swollen belly, and sugars into the cafe ole that his servant brings.

The sweetness of the milk and sugar, combined with the bitter taste of the slightly sour kaffa, washes away the finish of the Neapolitan.

"... All right"

After tasting a plate of Neapolitan, Sirius regains his usual ambitious face again.

Time to breathe just once every seven days is over.

And when Sirius had laid down the silver and bronze coins for the exact price, he rose up, and returned to the king's capital in a sure foothold.