Isekai Cheat Survival Meshi

Episode XXVII: Markets

Leaving the processor, walking a little.

Yu and Clara out in the sunny aisle.

So Yu stood up to his excitement.

People are going through a wide corridor.

It's just that sight, but the buildings there, the clothes of the people who go there, etc.

Those are sights you'll never see in Japan.

And above all, a host of open-air stands to edge the aisle.

There was a slight variety of ingredients that could not be sniffed off even with a "sense of smell" for Yu's ingredients.

"Is this the market for Moiras......!

There are ingredients. Yu's excitement surpassed even when he arrived in Moiras. - Huh, Yu wondered why his heart was so excited.

Probably not just a fantasy sight. Overflowing with ingredients and dishes you don't know is just one reason.

Then I wonder why, but I noticed a little bit because it resembles a Japanese 'festival'.

In this world, Japanese specialities are everyday in this city. The opposite is true again, but Yu did so and realized that he was now in the daily 'special'.

"Hehe, do you like it? Long time no see, but I like this vibrancy."

Clara smiles so gently.

Perhaps her presence is also one of the factors that inspires Yu's heart.

The festive air. It won't be impossible to have a pretty girl and a adolescent boy at the top.

"Oh! Let's take a quick look around!

"Yeah. But don't forget to visit Katya, huh?

"Ooh. I know, I guess..."

Still, in the end, it's a nice place to be food.

One is stabbed in the nail, and Yu walks out, laughing bitterly. I probably forgot this. Oh, my God, Clara was going after it.

But.

Even for Clara, who usually lives in the countryside without much entertainment, the air was a very attractive one.

Long time city. An open-air festive atmosphere. And I fit in, and if some boys are concerned, the fun stuff is still fun.

When I realized, they were indulging in the market.

It's an unknown ingredient, a culinary on-parade.

I wanted to experience it from one end of the spectrum, but unfortunately my belly has more capacity than a normal human being. Neither that nor this can be the case. To some extent, it needs to be carefully selected.

"Oh! This tastes interesting."

"You look like meat, but you smell like the sea."

The first thing Yoda ate was a beast skewer.

It looks like the kind of meat that turns brown when cooked - close to beef, etc. - but its smell is exactly the kind of meat with a strange taste, like the middle of fish and meat, stabbed in the skewer and shaken with salt.

Ask your brother at the store and he says the beast is a sloppy one with a crack. Do they look like seals? I imagine Yu.

Originally, the meat of a beast tastes like a whale, but this tastes like a complete combination of fish and meat, and it was my first experience.

"Uncle, this one!

"Mm-hmm, it's refreshing but refreshing!

After eating something sturdy, soak your mouth in oil with a mixture of vegetables.

The next thing I bought was a lustrous green vegetable shaped like a pear.

This had a very high moisture content and tasted like tomatoes. Keep in mind that Yo might be able to do something like tomato sauce if he simmers.

"Uncle, what's this?

"This is Nag's fruit! Sweet, intense and delicious!

When I want dessert, I try to buy and eat nuts in strange shades.

By the way, small, round nuts are said to be the fruit of nags.

"Mmm, that's sweet."

"Really! Feels like I'm snuggling, twisting and spreading!

"You're sour, too. Um, haven't you dried this?

"I didn't! Anything seems to be growing somewhere low in moisture."

When I try it, it spreads a soft, then tangled, intense sweetness in my mouth.

Is the taste close to dried persimmon? This is also why I asked if Yu was dry.

In fact, it also has a slightly stronger acidity compared to the dried persimmon, which is thick but I don't get tired of eating it.

"No... I ate quite a bit. I'd probably go in for the last dish, but how about Clara?

"I'm about full, too. But I was wondering if I could get another dish."

That's how the two of them who were circling the market realize that the belly limit is close.

I had chosen a small amount of food to eat, but I couldn't help but eat a good variety of dishes other than those listed above.

That's why we agree that we should go here, and the two of us start looking for the store that deserves the last dish.

Not too greasy, but an authentic meal.

Oddly enough, the food they were craving was the same.

That looks a little greasy. That's too adventurous for the last dish.

Even though there are different stores, no, I can't find a dish that says this is because there are different stores.

But the store in the eyes of both of them stays.

"Stewed potatoes... stewed potatoes ah"

Apparently, what we're dealing with in that store is a dish that just boiled a very simple potato.

Due to a little plain, the store had few customers. Maybe I can't help but be a de classic with no eye-catching smell and visuals and no change.

But that's why I was attracted.

Clara and I nodded face-to-face, and Yu approached the yam stew shop.

"Uncle, two plates please!

"Mm-hmm... thank you. Yes, go ahead."

When you give the price and receive the potato stew, you get an appealing scent that you even feel like you miss somewhere.

Is the scent of Japan that drifts somewhere because it uses garm? A similar smell to seafood stock reminds me of my hometown.

I felt that the potatoes were a little different from the varieties I've seen in Japan. but the translation just picked it up as' potato 'and it's very similar. Is the shade a little darker and a little over the sweet potatoes?

"I'll have it."

When I stood my teeth on the potato stating my appreciation for the ingredients, the carefully simmered potato cracked open and steam blew out of it.

"Ahhhh...!

Clara is warmer than expected next door if you look at her.

Indulging in a desire to laugh, Yu gently cracks the potato in his mouth like a squash.

"(Ooh......!

The taste still reminded me of Japan.

The potatoes, carefully simmered in fish soy, are dyed to the core in flavour, and are sublimated to a gentle flavour thanks to their salty and spicy texture.

A gentle earthy scent that spreads to the finer in your mouth and a tidal scent.

Although it was simple, it was therefore highly complete and simple, so it tasted like it was stained with food preferences.

"Yum yum! It's a soothing flavor."

"Ahhh, but hey, hey!

Clara didn't seem to cool off the heat yet, and while he missed steam from his mouth, he broke his face.

"Ha, I'd love to hear a young lad like you say that."

Seeing those two, the man smiled softly, a little more than middle-aged.

There was no lie in that word, it seemed like a real joy, but it was a grin that made me feel lonely somewhere.

"No, it's really delicious. The flavor is well stained inside, but it hasn't collapsed... and the garm is just the right salt plum"

"Oh, you know what I mean? I don't know, do you cook?"

"Well for once. It's about self-catering for my hobby."

You got in a good mood for your words, and the loneliness just disappeared from the store owner's face a little bit.

but it will be back soon too.

"Still happy. I'm glad you guys ate one last time."

"Yeah? Shop, isn't it tatami?

It was Clara who was breathing hot potatoes that responded to the store owner's words.

The shopkeeper nodded in Clara's words, reflecting some distant landscape and looking at the sky.

"As you can see, sales are bad. It seems too plain for young people after all... although I am confident in the taste. I can't sell it, and I'm gonna make extra potatoes."

The reason being told is probably a common thing in this market.

The shopkeeper's words are filled with remorse in time. Yu found out how thoughtful he was about cooking there without any help.

That's what you can tell by the exquisite taste of the potato stew.

"That's... yeah, that sounds hard"

But all this, there's nothing I can do.

I'm sure it won't catch my attention in a glorious market.

But I don't know how to advertise it. As long as they eat it, I'm sure they'll tell you about the potato stew.

Something would be different if you could even serve food for young people.

Fu, is it because you're a foodie that comes to that idea?

... That's why Yu comes to think of it.

"Something, aren't you willing to give me an eye-catching side menu or something?

Would it be better if it were a product that would be something to the eyeballs? and.

I can manage a large amount of potato stock without even seeing it now in the market.

Yu had a crush on such a dish.

It's just not the kind of thing that lines up in the market, it might already exist in this world.

It's even that simple.

With confirmation, Yu mouths the name like a grunt.

"Potato chips."

Born probably in 1800 America.

A familiar confectionery name that is also a major in Japan.

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