"Now that the second ferntation is over, it will be baked and finished."
The owner's wife, Chemia, taught how to make bread for the first ti.
The bread dough that I touch for the first ti is fluffy and interesting.
My father wanted to eat hamburgers, so he asked the shopkeeper if he had any round white bread and his wife was good at making bread, so he baked it for .
The owner's wife, Chemia, was kind enough to see what she was making, and she said, "Would you like to make it with ? He invited .
I was interested, so I made it together, but it was harder to pinch the fabric and my arm was pulling.
"Thank you very much. Bread takes ti and effort."
When making bread, it seems that yeast bacterial ferntation is very important.
If it is not issued successfully, it will not inflate, and even if it is issued too much, the flavour will not taste good.
According to Chemia, it seems that the used rags are different, and the bread making is deep.
Sure, it was harder than I thought.
"I see. It's going to take a lot of work and ti."
Given the process of making, it is impossible to make bread on the way.
I think it's best to make a lot of them in the village or town and put them in a magic bag.
Bake the finished bread in the kiln.
"It slls so good."
The aroma spreads to the cooking area.
I feel hungry because of the fragrance.
"That's true. It seems to have swelled up well."
"Really?
A gentle peek into the kiln from afar.
It does look swollen.
"Good."
"Hey, Ivy."
"Yes, what is it?
When I saw Chemia, for so reason she looked at with a great smile.
Surprised, my body is pulling a little bit.
"Bamboo-boo?
Pamba-ba? You an the hamburger?
What an amazing na.
"What kind of food did I hear yesterday? I was really curious."
He heard a conversation with his father when he was buying the vegetables he wanted.
"Eh, the hamburger eats with vegetables and at sandwiched between the bread...?
Is that it?
I was just about to say sothing, but what was it?
Isn't that right?
"No, it's nothing. It's the perfect bread dish for lunch."
It would be easier to understand if I tried to make it.
"Um, why don't we make it for lunch?
"Oh, the other way around, Ivy is the teacher now. Please."
Chemia looks happy.
If I make it now, it's gonna be a little late for lunch, but is that okay?
"I told you to pinch the at. Which one do you want? Should it taste better?
"No, I prefer not to taste it."
"Okay. Nh, let's do this."
Chemia takes a chunk of at out of the magic box.
When I look at it, I can tell from the way it contains fat that it is a bit of luxury at.
"Chemia-san, the at is fine minced, so even cheap at is fine."
I an, isn't that at for dinner?
"Really? Do you want to refine it? It's not a lump."
I'm sorry, Mr. Chemia.
"Do you like at?
"I love chunks of at!
See Chemia's body answering with a smile.
A slender body shape with enough youthfulness to go through even in your 20s.
Even if they say they like chunks of at, it only sounds like a joke.
"If you're going to slice it up... ah, is it okay to leave the at?
"Yes, that's enough."
"at really stays on the edge, right? I always had to make soup, so I was in trouble."
Speaking of which, all the at from yesterday's dinner was removed from the edges with different stiffness.
I'm surprised you don't do that much in other inns.
In this "Cheche," it seems obvious.
"May I look inside the magic box? I need sothing."
"Fine. You can use anything you need for a hamburger."
... is dinner okay?
In the anti, we need to cut the at into thin pieces, so let's make it quick.
"This is delicious. No, can I eat the rest?
"Er... yes"
Where did that amount of hamburgers disappear?
He stares at the burger, which disappears into Chemia's mouth with great montum.
What do you an, like this?
Was it skinny eating?
"Still, it's delicious. This should definitely be served in this inn. Yeah."
I'm glad you liked it.
Well, if you don't like it, you won't eat even 6.
I am glad that the store owner and father who are going out were separated at first.
I received a large amount of the end at, so I tried my best to cut it carefully and mix it by putting a stir-fried pot that was minced there.
Unsolve the six fruits and put them in, add a little black bread, and put in the herbs and mix.
Once the at is rounded and thinly molded and baked, the at preparation is finished for now.
Between the bread, finish by slightly hanging the sauce between the leafy vegetables and the roasted at.
I think I have a burger that satisfies .
The bread burned fluffily without fail.
The at sandwiched between them is also thick because I received a lot of it.
"Can't we go that way?
"I can't. Because it's for the owner and father."
Eh, are you still coming in?
Check Mr. Chemia's body shape again.
Ah, my stomach is pounding.
... are you okay?
"The end at was delicious enough. I also figured out a new way to use dicinal herbs. Thank you."
"No, thank you. Thank you for making delicious bread."
When I started cleaning up with Chemia, the shopkeeper and father who were out ca back.
"Welco ho, how are you?
Call out to your father who looked out at the kitchen.
"Oh, the shopkeeper found good vegetables, so I made a good purchase."
When I showed the list of necessary vegetables to the store owner, it seed that there were more types of vegetables than I thought, so I went out to the store the next day to buy them without placing an order.
I went out early in the morning, but as far as I can see, the store owner and father got what they wanted.
"Good. Ah, I may have eaten lunch, but I've got a hamburger ready. How's the shopkeeper?
"Really? That's delicious."
Hamburger?
The shopkeeper looked at in surprise.
As a result, I tilt my neck to a surprise that is too exaggerated.
How could you be so surprised?
"Is it still there? Chemia left you?
Ah... I see.
"Yes, I avoided the first two."
Based on the condition of the store owner, the amount of Chemia eats may be normal.
Ah, does the owner eat that amount too?
"I only have two at a ti....."
Definitely not enough.
I don't have any more bread left, so I can't make any more.
"Thank you. That's a lot."
"Hmm?
Is that it?
Did the shopkeeper say a good amount now?
Could it be enough?
"Mr. Ivy, my husband doesn't eat much, so he's fine."
I am relieved by Mr. Chemia's words.
That's good.
"It's probably less than Chemia, but it's normal."
The store owner said to Chemia with a slightly stupid look.
Chemia, with a slightly dissatisfied expression, is eating sweets.
Are you still going in?
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