The War Hero Raises a Demon Slave

26 – Satisfy the noble lineage!

Mr. Ryan’s appetite was to find something groundbreaking and ingenious recipes or ingredients to satisfy.

However, despite being a central market with all the ingredients in the world, A.L. Has yet to produce any results.

Ael was well aware that it was not a matter of the quality of the ingredients.

As a former cook in the Demon King’s Army, Ael has no idea about the finest cuisine eaten by royalty.

In such a situation, even if you make a dish sprinkled with gold dust, Mr. Ryan will not be satisfied.

If there had been that MSG, the situation would have been different.

Ael benefited from the condiment during the difficult times when supplies were cut off at the end of the war and the corps were reviving on their own.

Even if you make porridge that pigs would eat with low-quality things procured locally, if you sprinkle it on, it’s at least edible for people.

If I knew this would happen, I would have told the chef at least something like Glutamira’s habitat.

But there is no point in regretting it now.

Maybe Ael should just start a restaurant without hearing from Mr. Ryan that it’s delicious after all.

Anyway, everyone else was satisfied, and if that’s the case, everyone in Daham will like it.

I just can’t help it, so I’m going to move on.

Still….

There are many chefs who cater to the tastes of ordinary people, so what if the owner thinks it doesn’t matter if it’s not me?

You may decide that it is better to find someone else who is diligent and smart than this fat, sweaty, stupid slave who can’t write properly.

That doesn’t work….

I don’t know what to do if it’s not my master right now.

In the end, Ael couldn’t buy anything and he went to the flower pot.

There he bought a small support neck, a watering can, and white pellets of plant nutrients.

Because Cantavera still couldn’t raise her head properly and was stuttering.

It will be difficult to recover on your own since you have suffered a serious wound from cutting off the stem.

I wish I could get well soon and sing.

Something suddenly caught Ael’s eyes as he walked away holding an envelope full of gifts from Cantavera.

It was an outdoor stall at a large flower shop.

There, among the splendid flowers, were a few featureless yellow flowers.

Ael, who was watching it with his eyes narrowed, was startled and ran towards it.

hehehehe?! Could this be?!

The squatting Ael pushed his face close enough that his nose could touch the petals right away and examined them.

It was Glutamara!?!?!

This, how is this here!?

With a happy heart, Ael ran into the flower shop in one month.

“Hey! Do you sell glutamara out there?”

“What? What? Glu what?”

The flower shop owner followed Ael outside with a puzzled expression.

“This, this! It’s glutamara!”

The owner looked at the yellow flower Ael was pointing at and tilted his head with an expression that he didn’t understand.

“What kind of flower is this?”

“Because it’s Glutamara!?”

“Glutamara…?

“Yes! How much is it?”

The flower shop owner looked around at Glutamira and said.

“Just take them. They look like wildflowers. They’re not ours, we’ll give them away for free.”

“Whoops! Really?!”

Ael, who was excited to pull out Glutamara, hesitated.

There are only three glutamaras among other flowers now.

If you try to make MSG with this amount, it will run out in a few days.

“Hey, is there any official place to get this?”

“I don’t know. I’ve never seen flowers like this before. I don’t import flowers like this. I don’t think I can even afford the shipping cost.”

“I see…”

If you have that, you’ll be able to make food that even Ryan, who is picky about his palate, can enjoy….

But soon Ael shook his head vigorously.

That’s a fluke.

Even if you can pass it off as good right now, you can’t secure the amount to use it indefinitely.

I wonder if I can reliably obtain glutamara.

Just seeing Glutamara like today is almost a miracle.

There is no way that we will be able to secure glutamira like this again in the future.

Maybe today will be the last day you see Glutamira in your life.

A restaurant is a business that can last for a long time only when it is trusted with stable taste.

Ael, who served in the kitchen, knows this well.

In the beginning, when the supply was smooth, it was delicious. Somehow, the front-line troops complained that the taste had changed when the quality of the meal was lowered due to the supply problem.

“Take it. Would you like to serve it?”

“No no. No! Goodbye!”

Ael bowed his head so that his forehead touched the stone pavement and hurriedly ran out of the flower pot.

I’m sorry, but this is correct.

The key to a restaurant is to maintain the same taste at any time without ups and downs.

Depending on the situation, if you say it’s delicious or not delicious, you can’t do it for long!

Betting on your pure skills rather than having something that tastes good at first and then fades later!

Ael, who thought he was proud of himself and ran wildly, slowly slowed down.

“Eek? Where are we?”

After running without thinking, Ael ended up entering an unfamiliar area of the market.

“Ugh…”

Ael frowned and covered his nose.

A thick, strong smell hung over the narrow streets.

At first, it was so unpleasant that it was difficult to breathe, but Ael soon recalled memories of his past.

It was the same smell that I came across while procuring local ingredients in the East at the end of the war.

The source of the smell was a large pot in front of a store.

Ael went there and looked into the jar, and was so surprised that he squealed.

“It’s soybean paste!!”

“Huh? Do you know soybean paste?”

A young-looking silver-haired woman came out of the store and asked. She seemed to be the shopkeeper.

The woman said while looking at Ael with a smile.

“It’s interesting. People here don’t know much about it.”

“Hello. I’ve seen it a few times when I was in the East.”

“Oh really? You’re from the East?”

The smile on the face of the woman who misunderstood Ael as a person of her class widened.

“Eh? No. It’s not like that… I’ve worked there before.”

“Really? Nice to meet you. I’m from the East.”

The woman came out of the display case and held out her hand.

At the sudden request for a handshake, Ael hesitated for a moment, then rubbed her palm on her clothes and held her hand.

“It’s Ael!”

“Buttercup.”

“Mi… Buttercup…?”

“Yes. My name.”

“Heek! I’m sorry! I didn’t say it was funny, it’s because it’s such a unique and pretty name…!”

Buttercup The woman who introduced herself smiled and shook her head.

“It’s okay. I hear that often. It’s Eastern style. You know? The Eastern way of naming.”

“Oh, yes! Then your last name is Mie and your first name is Nari, right?”

“That’s right.”

Minari let go of Ael’s hand and asked.

“Is there anything you’re looking for?”

“Ah, what I’m looking for… Actually, I just came across it by accident…”

“I knew it. You don’t come here unless you’re from the east. It smells a bit… isn’t it?”

What Minari said was true.

The unique smell of fermented ingredients mixed with the spicy scent of red pepper spread throughout the alley.

Because of this unfamiliar scent, it must be difficult for people outside of the eastern part to enter.

As Ael looked around the market stall, he realized that this place sells things belonging to the Far East even in the East.

From cabbage mixed with red seasoning to salted shrimp, soybean paste fermented for a long time, and so on.

These were primitive things that you wouldn’t dare to say unless you had a fair amount of ‘courage’.

If the master were to come here, he might start running away as soon as he smelled it.

But Ael, who worked at a kitchen in the east, knows about it.

Eating these as is is a chore, but if you use them as seasonings, you can get a very rich taste.

But, far from satisfying Mr. Ryan’s taste, these things will only have the opposite effect.

Still, now that I’m here, let’s just buy some things to eat alone.

“Uh, hey… Do you have gochujang, too?”

“Isn’t it?”

When water parsley opened the lid of a jar, something like bright red soft mud was revealed.

“Do you know how to cook gochujang?”

“Well, mix it with soybean paste…”

“Oh, shall I make ssamjang? We have ssamjang too.”

Minari pulled Ael away with a friendly smile in a tone that mixes polite and respectful words that are unique to merchants in the Far East.

“Here’s ssamjang. Some with ground meat and some with minced garlic. What are you going to eat with? Pork belly?”

“That’s right. I bought something.”

“Then you should also have ssam vegetables. Come here.”

As Ael was attracted to Minari, he bought various things that he hadn’t planned.

Minari’s business skills are good, and it’s also because it’s so difficult to find seasonings in the Far East.

Ael, holding her hands full of objects, bowed her head so that her forehead touched her shin.

“Then sell a lot!”

“Come again, pretty sister.”

“Hick!”

As Minari winked, Ael panicked and ran away in a hurry.

My master told me to be careful of all the people who say they’re pretty!

But no matter how you look at it, you seem younger than me. Why do you say you’re my younger brother?

Well, people in the Far East are young, so they’re probably much older than me!