The War Hero Raises a Demon Slave

24 – Satisfy the noble lineage! !!”

Clap clap clap clap-

As A.L finished the last line of Jingunga, applause came from behind.

Huh!? No way?!

As the stiff Ael creaked and turned his head back, he saw five people who had entered the front door.

It was the owner and his crew.

“Excellent.”

As Kira clapped and whistled, Ael’s face turned red.

“Uh uh uh, since when…?”

“I heard a sound from down the hill over there?”

At your answer, Ael stumbled and put both hands on the countertop.

So you’ve heard everything from beginning to end….

I wanted to die from embarrassment….

“Wow, is this all we eat?”

Toby licked his lips in admiration when he saw the table full of food.

A table with an enormous amount of food that was incomparably incomparable to what Einer and I ate together yesterday made it seem like my legs would break if I added a little bit of exaggeration.

Einer told Ael that Marco tends to eat a lot, but he seemed to have that in mind.

“Wash your hands first.”

“Yes, Captain.”

As the crew went out the back door, Ael opened her mouth with her flyy face.

“It’s embarrassing…”

“It’s okay. I’m not a person who makes a living from singing, so what if I can’t sing?”

“Hick! Are you saying you can’t sing after all?”

“Sorry. I couldn’t bear to lie.”

“Hoeeng…”

After washing their hands, the team members and Einer occupied chairs one by one and sat down.

Ael, standing at the kitchen counter, cleared his throat with a nervous expression and bowed his head.

“Oh, hello… oops!”

Her Kira giggled as she watched Ael hit her forehead against the countertop cutting board as she bent her back too deeply.

“Hello, members of the group…! It’s an honor to host a tasting party like this today…! Eh, I’ve created a menu with Eastern food, I hope you like it!”

“Thank you for inviting us like this.”

As the members responded, Einer raised a fork.

“Then let’s eat.”

Aner explained the names of the foods, ingredients, brief recipes, and how to eat them.

But it didn’t mean much.

It was because the other three, except for Ryan, started eating with tremendous momentum while listening to such things with their ears.

Anyway, those are the ones who enjoy eating anything other than the trash in the kitchen.

For Einer and Ael, Ryan was the primary interest.

Ryan, a descendant of the royal family of a fallen small kingdom, was examining the eastern dishes spread out on the table with sharp eyes that did not know what he was thinking.

Ael hoped that Ryan would just eat and drink without thinking like everyone else.

Of course, it is true that the tasting party was held to receive appreciation, but it was also because I was afraid of what kind of bitter criticism would come out of the mouth of that scary person.

Whether Ael does it or not, Ryan inspects the appearance of the food with a cold eye and then picks up the fork.

As if he were from royalty, he slowly tasted the dishes little by little on the plate in front of him.

“Ah, senior. Are you cracking again?”

Eating a single strip of uncut pork belly like noodles, Marco pointed it out, but Ryan was unmoved.

The blond young man of noble blood mumbled his mouth for a long time, carefully weighing it.

“Give me more!”

In the meantime, Kira and Toby held out an empty plate, and Ael hurriedly swept all the leftovers from the countertop onto the plate.

“This too!”

As Marco pointed to the empty pork belly plate, Ael took out a shovel and put pork belly on it.

The team members exclaimed in unison when they saw the pork belly being grilled in an instant in the burning oven.

However, Ryan continued to taste the food, completely detached, as if he were alone under a space warping spell.

“Get out of the way, you bastard! Seniors first!”

“I’ve never heard of this! Give it up!”

Kira and Toby had a fierce fight over the pork belly on the simmering shovel, and Marco took advantage of the gap and stretched out his muscular arm to pick up three strips of pork belly at once.

“It’s really delicious. How did you think of grilling pork belly?”

“hehehe… Originally, I often eat pork belly in the East.”

At Kira’s praise, Ael laughed awkwardly while twisting her body.

Even so, Ael continued to glare at Ryan.

Until now, Ryan had been eating like a wooden stone without saying a word.

Einer also wondered what the royal family was thinking, but decided to leave it alone for now.

Ryan has a taciturn and serious personality, and once he shuts up like that, it’s hard to get him to talk.

So I have no choice but to wait.

* * * * *

The meal is over.

Ael had enough food because his hands were big, so Kira, Toby, and Marco sat back and leaned back against the back of the chair with satisfaction.

“ALC. It’s delicious. I really enjoyed it.”

“Captain, you’ll be fine. You’ll eat like this every day.”

“Ha, be happy. I want to live here too.”

Ael had to make constant efforts to suppress the corners of his mouth at the rave reviews that came out of the members’ mouths one after another.

However, Ryan hadn’t said a word and had just gently wiped his mouth with a napkin.

“Senior. Say something.”

“Hey? Are you pretending to be a gourmet foodie again?”

“ALC must be uncomfortable.”

Every member of the group who saw the scene said a word, but Ryan calmly folded the napkin and put it down on the table.

“How are you?”

Finally, when you asked, Ryan finally opened his mouth.

“Not bad.”

“Is that the end?”

“Yes.”

Ael’s expression brightened at Ryan’s answer.

If it wasn’t bad, that must mean it was good, right?

Because of that person’s personality, it’s embarrassing to express positively, so he’s saying things like that.

Is that right, master?

However, Ael shook her head slightly after making eye contact with Ael.

Ryan When he said that, he meant he wasn’t satisfied.

As a member of the royal family, he never speaks in a vulgar tone or hurts the other person’s feelings, so that’s about it.

You must be dissatisfied with something.

“Please be specific.”

“I don’t dare to discuss cooking.”

“But you must have eaten a lot of delicious food since the old days.”

As Einer asked again, Ryan immediately began to comment.

“The taste was good. It was different from the texture and taste that usually comes to mind when thinking of Eastern cuisine, and the recipe was prepared in a way that people from other regions could enjoy without objection.”

“So that’s good, right?”

Toby was puzzled, but Kira and Marco nodded as well.

“I didn’t say anything bad, Toby. Just…”

“Just?”

Everyone’s eyes, including AL, were focused on Ryan’s mouth.

“However, there is nothing special. Common ingredients, common recipe, common taste. Of course, that’s not a bad thing. The most important thing in a restaurant is to have an average taste that suits the majority of the public.”

“What is it? After all, it doesn’t suit your taste, isn’t that the only one?”

Kira muttered, and Ryan nodded her head.

“Yes. That’s right, Kira.”

“Oh, really.”

The crew members frowned and frowned.

“Senior Jowon-nim, you really look like an old man!”

Kira sighed as she pointed with her fork, but instead of pointing out the rudeness, Ryan turned his gaze to Ael.

“You have a knack for cooking. They say you worked as a cook for the Demon King’s army.”

“Oh, yes! That’s right!”

“I’m from the western end of the continent. That’s why Eastern cuisine might not suit you, so don’t skimp on my comments.”

“No! I will listen to what you said and make further improvements! Thank you!”

Ael, who was bowing down in greeting, bumped his forehead against the cutting board again.

Einer looked at Ael and Ryan alternately and was lost in thought.

Ryan is a gourmet.

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I don’t say good things about pretty much food.

Just saying “So it’s not bad” Is a positive attitude to some extent.

Then this will work for anyone.

Perhaps most of Daham’s consumers have similar tastes to the rest of the group except for Ryan.

In that case, it wouldn’t be bad if we went on like this.

The restaurant Einer will open is for ordinary people, not a high-end restaurant that receives stars from gourmets.

Okay, Ael.

Let’s try it.

Einer gave Ael a thumbs up as she rubbed her forehead.

* * * * *

All members of the crew have returned.

Ael, who was washing her dishes, looked back at Ael who was washing her table and said.

“Master, I will finish. Go upstairs and rest.”

“Yes. Good job today. The tasting event was a success, right?”

“Yes, that’s right. It feels so good.”

When Ael smiled, you responded with a smile and put her dishcloth next to her dishwasher.

“Then go up?”

“Nenep! Good night!”

After Einer went up and finished washing the dishes, Ael sat down at the table instead of going straight to the room.

Then I remembered the tasting event earlier.

Mr. Ryan wasn’t bad, but he probably didn’t like something.

It could be because he is a gourmet from a royal family, or as he said, it’s okay to just spill it.

Anyway, the people we’ll be dealing with are ordinary people from Daham, and they must be extremely good-looking people like Tobi-san and Kira-san.

It’s okay even if you don’t dare to cater to Mr. Ryan’s luxurious taste.

But….

But there was no need for the owner to pay a hundred pieces for me if I was going to taste it that way.

Wouldn’t it have been nice to just find someone with moderate cooking experience?

So I have to cook something that even satisfies Mr. Ryan’s taste.

That’s why I have to become a necessary and helpful being to my master.

If you don’t, you’ll only be worse off than a lot of restaurant workers who just stumble on the roadside.

I’m not good at anything, so I need to get recognition for cooking that I know how to cook….

But how on earth can you cater to royalty?

At a time like this, it would be really, really good if there was Glutamira….

If only I had that seasoning made by mixing glutamira and sugar cane powder….

If it’s the Magic Seasoning Gems (MSG), Mr. Ryan will be very satisfied….

Ael, who was sitting at the table and tearing his hair, soon began to doze off.