"Evening."
When I'm cooking dinner, I hear voices from behind.
Turning around, Mr. Ginal approaches with his basket in his right hand.
"Good evening, as your father said."
"Hmm? What do you an?"
The whole village has been noisy since around noon today.
The reason for this was that the adventurers who had told the investigation into the woods had returned.
"Because the investigation team is back."
"Oh, sounds like you've been hanging up on that rumor since noon."
"Yes. So your father said that Mr. Ginal would be here with information by the end of the day, so I should make it for dinner and wait. Oh, are you ready for dinner?
"Dinner? No, because I'm just back from my guild"
Good.
Well, I made it into a dish like you could tell you didn't want it, but I'm glad you ate it.
"Would you like to eat with ?
"Are you sure?
"Yes, because I make more."
at marinated in sauce in golo soup of at and vegetables.
I also make a lot of salads so no problem.
"Right, thanks. Ah, there's sothing I need to ask you, okay?
"Yes?"
Staring at Mr. Ginal, a nervous face for so reason.
Tilt your neck to it.
"No, I didn't look much like Mr. Druid because I thought... sorry"
"No, because the blood is not connected"
"Really?
Hmm?
A little confused look?
"Yes, but I beca a family a while ago"
"To my family?
"Yes, I filed a report in the village of Hathahi"
I rember how I felt then, and I smile.
No, my face hurts.
Put your hands on your cheeks for a second.
"Hmm?"
I look at him wondering because Mr. Ginal is silent.
I'm serious about sothing.
I wonder what it is?
Is there sothing about being a family?
"Witness...... no, it's nothing. Good for you."
"Yes."
I feel like I said sothing, but you were too small to hear .
I wonder what it was?
"Ivy, is this good for the at?
Your father brought at wrapped in pana leaves.
Receive and confirm.
"Yeah. Thanks"
With that said, Mr. Ginal's the only one here.
Were the other two going to your father's place?
"What about Mr. Garritt and Mr. Fische?
"I got a desk in front of the tent, so I'll be there."
See the amount of at your father brought.
About 6 people instead of 2.
The dinner invitation seems to have been a success.
"This was sauce pickled with fruit papasi bought in this village, right?
"Yes, it's the first ti. So look forward!
It's the first fruit I used, so it's a little exciting but delicious to taste.
Later, the question is how soft the at has beco.
I always get nervous when I start using it because there are fruits that soften and fruits that don't change.
Until now, there's been no fruit to stiffen the at, but one day you're going to fail.
I tried this fruit called papasi with a small amount of at and it got a little softer.
I'm looking forward to a well soaked condition now.
"Mr. Ginal, all you have to do is cook the at, so please wait at Mr. Garritt's place."
"Oh, right. This, a souvenir."
Bring the basket Mr. Ginal had before .
When I receive it, it slls sweet.
"Snacks?
"It's a popular treat in Wang Du, called Fina. Find it in this village stall."
Fina.
Take a little of the white cloth hanging from the basket and see what's inside.
Beautifully lined baked confectionery.
"Looks delicious. Thank you."
"No, it is. I'll take it when I have sothing to take. Which one?"
"Uh, can I ask for a pick-up plate and a glass?
"Oh, I'll take care of it. Looking forward to it."
"Yes."
Mr. Ginal drops him off at Mr. Garritt's and then goes in to finish dinner.
The at is not so thick that it can be cooked imdiately.
The soup that was simring was also finished with the last adjustnt.
I've already made the salad on a large plate, so just get it out of the magic back.
"I'll carry you."
"Thanks"
"Ivy, did Mr. Ginal say anything to you?
"What? Uh, you don't look much like your father. You said you were family a while back, but you couldn't?
"No, no problem... you don't look alike, do you?
"Hmm?"
"No, it's nothing. Don't take this."
Father walks out in the direction of the tent with a large plate of salad.
He was whispering sothing, but what?
Mr. Ginal and your father are kind of weird.
What's the matter with you?
"I'm here to help."
When I said that, I stood next to you, Mr. Garritt.
"I'm fine, though. Mm-hmm. Can you carry a pot of soup?
I thought I'd put it in a soup dish and take it, but if Mr. Garritt ca for , I'd move every pot.
I can replace it as much as I like.
"Okay. Don't take it."
I'm a little impressed with Mr. Garritt, who lifts without anxiety.
'Cause it's heavy and hot.
"Are you all right? Wouldn't that burn you?
"It's okay, 'cause I just need to hold it a little apart"
That's the hard part.
"Thank you. Please."
"Ooh. That slls good, though."
Later, place the roasted at on a plate and complete.
Grab a plate and go back to where the tent is.
"Thank you for waiting"
Place a large plate with roasted at on the desk.
Your father has the bread for you, and the plates are fine.
Spoons and forks are also available for a number of people.
Because your father subdivided the soup for ......
All right, ready.
"Let's eat"
"Right, I'll talk to you later, please"
"Oh, it's hard to wait for this sll"
says Mr. Fische while holding a spoon.
Plus the other two are nodding.
"" I'll have it ""
"Hmm? Oh, I'll have it"
Tell and your father how it went, as it were, the spoon Mr. Fische had.
"" I'll have it ""
Mr. Ginal and Mr. Garritt are calm.
Again, these three are funny.
"Yummy. What, really yummy"
Mr. Fische is a little excited about his soup.
When I ask softly about the other two, they both look happy.
When I was sneaky happy with it, your father snuck up on and said, "Good for you," I nodded.
"This at is so soft. What kind of at is that?
"It's the cheapest l I've ever had."
"What! l? That hard at?
This village of Hataca has livestock production, and it is l that is kept there.
A mocking-looking animal whose whole body is covered with white hair.
It is kept a lot because it is relatively easy to grow, but the at is a little stiff.
The flavour is unique and delicious.
"Yes, that's l"
"No, no, it's that hard at, isn't it?
"Isn't that right?
I don't know if there's any l besides the l I know.
"Um, it's a livestock breed, l."
When I ask a little anxiously, Mr. Garritt panics a little.
"No, because l is hard at. It's like another at when it's softer."
I see.
Surely I couldn't imagine it softening this far either.
The lt I put in the soup seems llow.
The roasted at is also juicy and soft.
I baked and ate a little to see how the at tasted, but honestly it was stiff.
"You wouldn't believe if I told you it was r"
Two people nod at the words, Mr. Garritt.
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