Chapter 500

Chapter 500: 500

“Now that the second fermentation is over, it will be baked and finished.”\n

The owner’s wife, Chemia, taught me how to make bread for the first time.

The bread dough that I touch for the first time 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 me.

The owner’s wife, Chemia, was kind enough to see what she was making, and she said, “Would you like to make it with me? He invited me.

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 time and effort.”

When making bread, it seems that yeast bacterial fermentation 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 time.”

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 smells 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? \n

When I saw Chemia, for some reason she looked at me with a great smile.

Surprised, my body is pulling a little bit.

“Bamboo-boo?

Pamba-ba? You mean the hamburger?

What an amazing name.

“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 meat sandwiched between the bread…?

Is that it?

I was just about to say something, 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 meat. 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 meat 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 meat.

“Chemia-san, the meat is fine minced, so even cheap meat is fine.”

I mean, isn’t that meat for dinner?

“Really? Do you want to refine it? It’s not a lump.” \nI’m sorry, Mr. Chemia.

“Do you like meat?

“I love chunks of meat!

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 meat, it only sounds like a joke.

“If you’re going to slice it up… ah, is it okay to leave the meat?

“Yes, that’s enough.”

“Meat really stays on the edge, right? I always had to make soup, so I was in trouble.”

Speaking of which, all the meat 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 something.”

“Fine. You can use anything you need for a hamburger.”

… is dinner okay?

In the meantime, we need to cut the meat 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 momentum.

What do you mean, 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.

\nHamburger?

The shopkeeper looked at me 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 time…..”

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?