Weed Reincarnation ~ Carefully Raised in the Elf Village ~

Chapter 55-: Eat my ○○!

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(TL By GUST)

 

 

 

 

Actually, the women in the village, led by Maple, prepared the food in advance.

 

 

　However, the dwarves gathered unexpectedly, so I was wondering if there were not enough, but apparently the smoked meat of Wyvern and the bread in the magic bag that the mercenaries had can be served as it is.
By releasing the food, he seems to have prepared enough food for everyone.

 

 

　I am grateful to the maples.

 

 

　as a side note.

 

 

　Surprisingly, the food in the magic bag was not preserved food.

 

 

　After trying it with warmth and ice, it seems that the things in the magic bag don't deteriorate-rather, it seems that time hasn't passed inside.

 

 

　Therefore, he probably carried around ordinary ingredients without having to bother to prepare unpleasant preserved foods.

 

That's why the bread we provided to the dwarves is usually soft.

 

　Walnut said it was reasonably delicious.

 

 

　However, the reason why Maple and his friends prepared the food was not to fill the dwarves' stomachs.

 

　This is to make you feel good with delicious food.

 

　So the main thing is not bread or wyvern meat, but a lot of dishes cooked by maples.

 

 

“Come on, eat”

 

 

　It's okay to sit directly on the ground covered with undergrowth, but you can't just put the food on the ground.

 

　The women of the Elven Village appear with a number of dishes on a platter, and the men bring a short-legged table to put the plates on.

 

　It's a bit ill-mannered, but will it be a form of sitting on the ground and eating?

 

　Since there are so many dwarves, the maples will buy a samurai and the dishes and bread set in small plates will be distributed in sequence.

 

 

　The food and the table were placed between the two camps facing each other, and when the food was still piled up, I proceeded to cook to the dwarves.

 

　However, even though he swallows the dishes in front of him, he does not try to touch them.

 

　Do you suspect that it is poisonous?

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　Meanwhile–,

 

 

“Ohhhhh?”

 

 

　Sefie, who descended from the portable shrine and took a position in front of the table, chewed the stewed wild boar meat in his mouth before anyone else, and just said to the old dwarves, “Why don't you eat?”

 

 

　It’s Sefie!

 

　By starting to eat from here, while implicitly proving that the food is not poisonous, the innocence peculiar to the little girl blows away the dwarves' alertness!

 

　Of course, I can't calculate it!

 

　It's natural!

 

 

　I wondered if the dwarves looked at each other's faces, perhaps because of the appearance of Sefie, and the old white-haired dwarves reached out to cook on behalf of them.

 

　Apparently, the first thing I eat is the stewed wild boar meat that Sephi ate.

 

 

　Actually, this wild boar meat is not just wild boar meat.

 

　It's a crazy boa that succeeded in domesticating a small number of people when I was just evolving into a manatrent.

 

　Of course, it was not just domesticated. Its purpose is to improve the taste of crazy boa meat.

 

　For that reason, I have made various trials and errors, such as mixing the acorns produced by “seed generation” with the feed, and growing only with vegetable feed to suppress the odour of meat.

 

 

　Not only did I make Go and Mistilteinn, but I thought that my ability could help the inhabitants of the village in many more ways, so I tried it.

 

　In fact, eating habits may be far more influenced than the armed aspects of the elves.

 

 

　――Well, the old man dwarf chews on the wild boar meat that he has grown so hard with a large wooden spoon.

 

　The moment you put it in your mouth, the old dwarf opens his eyes and stiffens.

 

　But that's just a moment.

 

Chewing starts immediately.

 

　Slowly chewed carefully to see if it tasted strange, wasn't mixed with poison, was okay to eat, and swallowed.

 

　Hafu–and exhale like a sigh.

 

 

“How about …?”

 

 

“What's wrong, poison?”

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“No, it may be ridiculously unpleasant.”

 

 

　Seeing the state of such an old dwarf, the surrounding dwarves ask. Or expect.

 

　The old man, the dwarf, quietly expressed his impressions with a mysterious look like a monk who had completed many years of training.

 

 

“–delicious”

 

 

　When.

 

 

“The fat has no animal odour, and the taste of meat without habits is brewed the more you chew the refined umami and sweetness.
The meat is not so hard, but rather disappears so that it melts in your mouth.
The texture is even sensual.
I thought that the strong seasoning of the stew would kill the taste of the ingredients, but that is not the case.
Rather, the taste of the strong soup dominates the mouth for a moment, overflowing at the moment of chewing.
The meat juice you serve is more eloquent than any spice.
“

 

 

　No, it’s long.

 

 

“in short……?”

 

 

　The old dwarf nodded solemnly to the question, “Fearful.”

 

 

“–It's inferior to sake, but it's quite delicious.”

 

 

“” Oh, oh …
!! “”

 

 

　Is it so delicious! ?? The dwarves scream in admiration, but was it a very good impression for the dwarves?

 

 

“Um, um.
Then, the meat seems to be okay to eat.”

 

 

“Let's eat that meat too”

 

 

　And when the dwarves' hands were about to be stretched into wild boar meat all at once,

 

 

“Is this also good?”

 

 

Sefie, this time, advances the fried potatoes with skin while chewing.

 

　Of course, this french fries is not an ordinary french fries either.

 

　First of all, the materials are different.

 

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　After all, this potato is the rhizome I have stored.

 

　It is supposed to be edible and does not store much [magical power], but it is full of nutrients.

 

　It's not a good alternative to recovery items, but it tastes good.

 

 

　This fried potato with skin is made by frying my potatoes in oil mixed with lard taken from crazy boa.

 

　The only seasoning is salt, but what about the reaction of the dwarves?

 

　A dwarf reached for the french fries with a terrifying feeling and carried it to his mouth.

 

　and–,

 

 

“How is it …? How is it?”

 

 

　He carefully answered the questions of his colleagues, looking like a mathematician who was trying to find a new formula.

 

 

“It's just a dish of fried potatoes.
It's definitely a simple dish.
It's seasoned only with salt, and it doesn't really have a complicated taste ….
But what about this crispy texture on the outside? The harmony of the chewy texture on the inside is …? The taste of potatoes that exudes as you chew is further enhanced by the slight salt sprinkled on the surface.
Probably …
Lard? It has a strong and punchy taste that cannot be produced with vegetable oil alone.
It is cooked only with potatoes, oil, and salt.
It conveys the deliciousness frankly.
I can't say anything because the ale is a drink that is drunk at room temperature, but if there is a well-cooled and highly carbonated ale here …
I can sell the soul to the devil.
Deaf “

 

 

　This guy talks as much as he can with one potato.

 

 

“One, that is …?”

 

 

　I hear that the dwarves around me are scared.

 

 

“It's inferior to sake, but it's so delicious that you'll want to drink it.”

 

 

“” Oh, oh …
!! “”

 

 

　As a dwarf, it seems to be well-received enough to make your eyes shine.

 

　When the surrounding dwarves tried to reach for french fries all at once,

 

 

“This is also awesome? Also, this and that, I like that too, Sefie.”

 

 

　Sefie points to the dishes on the table one after another.

 

　 Face-to-face dwarves reach for them in a terrifying manner–,

 

 

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“At first glance, it looks like sautéed root vegetables that have been sliced ​​into slices.
However, this crisp, crispy texture is really interesting.
If you think about it, the cooked root vegetables are also fluffy.
The cheese sauce on top.
Does not overstate and does not interfere with the taste of the ingredients at all ….
The taste overflows enough to chew in the mouth, and after swallowing, the gentle aftertaste penetrates into the bridge of the nose ….
It is inferior to sake, but delicious.
well”

 

 

　The lotus root steak I made, with cheese sauce.

 

 

“Is this …
fried chicken …? No, but the wild flavour that overflows with the gravy sets it apart from domestic chickens.
Probably the tough meat quality grown in the wilderness.
If so, it's not a chicken, it's a wyvern.
The elastic texture isn't just hard, but the more you chew it, the more delicious it becomes.
The texture of the clothes I wore is also fun.
In addition, chicken, ginger, salt …
I also use seasonings that look like a fermented chicken.
The harmony of these seasonings that are not overstated is a bite.
The taste of the deep-fried chicken is brought to a higher level …
It's inferior to sake, but it's wonderful.
“

 

 

　 Deep-fried chicken made from Wyvern thigh meat.

 

 

“Is it a salad made from potatoes? It's mixed with some sour and savoury seasoning and crushed.
I don't know if the potatoes and seasonings were boiled or steamed.
The root vegetables that are chopped into small pieces are also delicious.
But first and foremost, they sometimes show their faces in the crushed potatoes.
The crisp texture, overflowing fruit juice, and refreshing sweetness.
……
Ringo.
This neutralizes the oily seasonings that are likely to be a savoury seasoning, and you can eat as much as you want.

 

 

　It's a potato salad with apples.

 

　Of course, there are many other dishes.

 

　There are many dishes that use the fruits, potatoes, grains, leafy vegetables, root vegetables, etc.
that I have produced.

 

 

　Perhaps they understood that there was no poison, and the dwarves wondered what the hesitation was, and each of them reached out to the dish they were interested in.

 

　and–,

 

 

“” It's inferior to sake, but it's delicious.
“”

 

　To say.

 

 

　Whether it's a contempt or a compliment, it's kind of moody, but it's probably a dwarven praise. maybe.

 

 

 

“So, can you listen to us?”

 

 

 

　If you talk to me that it's about time,

 

 

“Hmm?”

 

 

　The old dwarf chewed the mogumogu and the things in his mouth, swallowed them, and nodded reluctantly.

 

 

“It's good.
I'll just listen to the story.
Only the story.”

 

 

　Well, I have a lot to say, but I've got permission so I'll talk.

 

Why are we elves and werewolves looking for a new place to live?