After travelling through the mountains, we took a shortcut and hunted a deer. Sharle-san then taught how to dismantle it, but we learned that neither of us could cook. Thus, we stood there dejectedly near the rest area where wed spend the night.
Anyway, lets just head into the rest area for now. At worst, there should be sothing we can eat within the mining village.
Right. Lets secure a place to sleep first.
It was just delaying the inevitable. This problem wasnt a one-off thing, and itd be an issue until we get to Amar. I did have a solution. I stashed a lot of bento boxes Id bought from the Marida Company in my inventory. Originally, I intended to eat them sparingly when I camped but I had to reconsider when I heard from Sharle-san that she only packed the minimum amount of food she needed.
Probably food that could last for a while, like black bead or dried at. There was no way I could enjoy the bento by myself while she had to subsist on only dried at. No other choice Ill just share the bento with her in exchange for subtracting her escort wage. When I presented my idea to her, she had no choice but to nod in agreent. I guessed she didnt want to spend the rest of the journey eating dried at alone.
There was no one else in the rest area. The place had an outdoor kitchen, a patio that served as a dining hall, and three huts as sleeping quarters. Even though there was no one else than us two, it would be against etiquette if we used a separate hut. So, we decided on which hut wed use, unloaded out loads, and then I proceeded to prepare the al outside while Sharle-san cleaned the hut.
Schwartz! Dont enter the hut until I tell you!
Does that really matter?
Absolutely! You mustnt peek or enter at all costs!
Wouldnt it be impolite if I still peeked after not being told to peek? Well, maybe she wants to clean herself. Sharle-san had worked up a sweat since we ran almost non-stop to the rest area. In comparison, I barely felt tired. I hadnt even broken a sweat I didnt know whether to be creeped out or thankful.
But this might be a chance in a way. I really wanted to eat that sirloin tonight. And I wanted to cook and eat the at I had dismantled myself all the more. So I moved to a spot where I wouldnt be seen from the hut, activated the TSS, and went into the garage nu. I summoned the Continental, the best motorho. I had never really intended to cook in this world, so I never bought any seasonings. I guess that was the case with Sharle-san, seeing as she only packed a small vial of salt with her.
Inside the shelves in the kitchen, I found all the utensils as well as several small bottles and containers. Opening all of them, there turned out to be things like sugar, salt, vinegar, soy sauce, pepper, raayu, olive oil, and various other seasonings. I checked the fridge and found mayonnaise, butter, wasabi, mustard, and other sauces. Now that I thought about it, there were only seasonings here. No ingredients.
I saved the best for last, which was the wine storage that sat in the corner of the kitchen. I never opened the storage before this because Id been too preoccupied with Ashley and Lapitirica being poisoned and needed to be transported back to the capital, or being busy with the labyrinth conquest.
Then again, there was no guarantee that the liquors inside were actually drinkable. I opened the storage and took out a bottle. I took a look at the label, the brand na turned out to be written in random letters, but on the other hand, the alcoholic content had been written normally. Regarding the characters used, there was no sign of VMBs translation activating, so apparently, the lettering was ant to be that way and was an in-ga item.
I opened the seal using the corkscrew among the kitchen utensils. A llow aroma spread out in the kitchen. This seed to be a wine of sorts I poured the content into a wine glass and took a sip Delicious. This was certainly a red wine, and judging from how delicious it was, it was probably the finest quality of wine. So, the finest motorho actually ca with the finest wine I guess? Honestly, Im not familiar with wine. Next ti I have the chance, I should try to have Malta-san taste test it.
By the way, I brought along my position of the deer sirloin with . I took it out of Sharle-sans stuff before leaving the hut. I didnt know how to cook but I recalled the cooking programs and videos I used to watch; there were so that showed how to cook at dishes, and if that failed, I supposed the easiest of the bunch was to just sprinkle so salt and pepper over it, then bake it.
I heard that at can beco even more delicious if soaked in wine. But Thatd need a lot of ti. At best, I only had until Sharle-san finished wiping her body after cleaning the hut.
I started up the electric stove and heated a frying pan. Placing the deer at on the counter, I cut the sirloin into thin slices, about a centiter thick, with a knife. I wanted thicker slices, but seeing as I was an amateur, I was afraid that the inside would not cook properly.
The sirloin was softer than I expected. I had no trouble cutting it despite being a novice. Next, I dropped so olive oil in the pan and shook it around to led it spread evenly around the surface. Then I started cooking the at and occasionally turning them over so I didnt overcook one side Thi,this is It slled absolutely delicious!
There wasnt much juice coming out as the bright red at turned a beautiful brown. I didnt forget to lightly sprinkle so salt and pepper before turning it around and repeating. After making sure that I didnt over cook the at, I turned off the stove and transferred the cooked sirloin to a platter. The scent of the freshly cooked at filled the interior of the motorho, making my stomach churn even more. I had to make sure that it was at least edible before serving this to Sharle-san. That was a cooks duty at a minimum.
I grabbed a slice with my chopsticks and gave it a taste Oho- it was soft. The texture was such that it was easy to chew, and there was a waft of aroma that remained even after I swallowed the at. Is this how venison tasted like? The amount of salt and pepper seed to be good as well. I guessed one could even say that it was the best an amateur could achieve? No, I still didnt know how Sharle-san would react. So, just in case, lets check if I accidentally overcooked one or two.
It slls like at!
The door to the hut swung wide open vigorously, and a refreshed Sharle-san erged from within, imdiately heading to the outdoor dining space where the dishes were lined up.
The continental was no longer around, and tonights dinner was spread out over a large table. The Marida Companys bento had been transferred to plates prior. A bottle of wine and wine glasses from the continental and the roasted deer at was present. I also prepared smaller places along with a small bottle of yakiniku sauce from within the fridge. I had to remove the wine label to prevent unnecessary scrutiny.
Not that I imagined Sharle-san could read the alphabet but I supposed itd be more suspicious if the label was filled with unreadable characters.
Whats this? You can do it after all!
I can only do simple dishes that are at least edible. Anyway, there are still so ingredients left. We can only wait until we arrive at the mining village to enjoy authentic deer sirloin dishes.
Once Sharle-san took a seat, I placed a wine glass in front of her and filled it with wine, then poured myself so.
Now, lets eat before it gets cold.
Sure!
I lifted my glass slightly to exchange a toast with her before enjoying dinner.
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