394 Trauma avoidance (1/2)
”Bartolo, isn't that good?”
”Okay, okay. It's a snack for young girls.”
When I asked Bartolo to add mayonnaise for Eric, he suddenly came up with a dish.
”e?”
”It's a turnip chicken soro bean paste”
No, you can see that kind of thing.
There is a big turnip soaked in juice in front of me, and the thick sauce and chicken sorochi appetite. Not only the turnip but also the stewed turnip leaves are colorful and look very delicious.
”The snacks of the young girls are Elinora unnie? Isn't I told anything?”
”Hmm? I guess so? I missed her and she gave me a meal and gave it to me, so I thought I'd replace it.”
It's funny to think that I'm the next one, but I'm pacified without asking any questions. No, if you look at how they are usually used, is it unavoidable to think so?
Or rather, they demand side dishes instead of sweets ... oh, but this one is healthier and healthier than eating cookies and fried bread.
”Then leave it here.”
”No, this is good because I eat it.”
”... I see.”
As Bartolo tried to lower the dish, I lifted it up and appealed myself.
There is something that looks good in front of you. I'm not stupid enough to look silently here.
I was just hungry after returning from the walk.
”By the way, what would you do if you weren't the patron of the shaven girl?”
”Eric likes mayonnaise, so I'd like you to serve two dishes using mayonnaise.”
”Oh, is it a boy who would be addicted if the shaven ate the mayonnaise ... then could I just add the spicy mayonnaise with eringi and the mayonnaise with chicken?”
”Yeah, that's enough.”
I have heard that the menu has already been decided for this day. I'll be interrupted there, so I'm grateful just to add it.
”Even so, today's cuisine is huge.”
On the kitchen, there are already some ingredients that will be served for dinner today.
In addition to the turnip chicken soro bean paste mentioned earlier, boiled taro, meat dishes such as spaghetti, soup dishes, etc.
There were so many people today that the kitchen table was fully used.
”As expected, I'm the first duke to cook for a great noble. I'm a little nervous.”
”I'm afraid to ask Alecia to ask for a cheerful cheer, and Ra-chan tells me she's definitely better.”
”No, don't!”
When I say the worst development, Bartolo is scared while holding down my heart.
Aleasia's reprimand is still stuck in her chest when she is a pure child, Ra-chan.
I think it is a nightmare for cooks.
”Well, that wouldn't happen with Bartolo cuisine.”
In front of Bartolo, I eat the turnip chicken soro bean paste mentioned earlier.
Yeah, the thick sauce is soaked in the turnip and is very delicious. The sweetness of the turnips is designed to be firmly enhanced.
”Because it's so delicious”
Anyone can make a simple turnip chicken soup, but I think only Bartolo can bring out this flavor to the fullest.
”... shaved”
Bartoro turns his inspiring eyes somewhere.
Huh, I guess I was able to show off my status as a second son of a noble.
I can't say as straight as Silvio is.
”Well, I know that best! I'm not gorgeous compared to the dishes of the royal capital, but I'm confident in the taste!”
”I see”
Bartolo laughs and affirms Gahaha.
I want you to return my feelings of encouragement. It's like a stupid compliment seriously.
When I turn my back and leave the kitchen, I see the meat I've seen somewhere on the table.
”Wait a minute, Bartolo. Maybe this meat ...”
”Hmm? Did you even eat the shaven? Rabbit meat.”
”Well, it's not Pyeongkichi!”
”When is Pyongkichi?”
”A rabbit on the plain beside the brook!”