Chapter 20 - Various different smiles
An A-Ranked Adventurer's 'Slow-living'
ãItâs ready! ã
The vegetable soup seems to be finished as Toack brings a steaming hot pot to the table.
I was already seated with Aisha and Flora with our dishes and utensils set. With this, we were finally able to start our feast.
ãIt took so long even though it was just a vegetable soupã
ãShaddap. Itâs all good if itâs deliciousã
ãYah, youâll understand after you try some, Aishaã
With all these delicious looking meat dishes laid out in front of us, I donât know why Aisha would have any complaints even though it did take a while.
ãBy that, you mean like sheâll understand if she stole a bite of it like you guys did?ã
ãIt was just a taste test!! ã
Aishaâs words overlapped with Toack and Floraâs voices.
ãSince we were just âtesting the tasteâ, I think itâs okay to give us a bit more steak and pot roast than thisã
Yup, Aisha and I had our number of pot-roast and steak reduced as our punishment of stealing a bite.
Even though we did have a âtaste testâ, isnât this punishment a little too harsh?
ãYup, yupã
Aisha nodded as she agreed with what I said.
She seems to have eaten three pieces of steak and one piece of the pot roast though, so I donât think sheâll get this penalty reduction.
There arenât even three pieces of steak left on her plate.
Even though she wasnât even in a position where she could bring food back for her family, she already has⦠eaten four pieces secretly.
ãNope. That was way past the point of a taste test while cookingã
Flora refused with a smile as she sat in front of us.
Her smile was gentle, yet different from the usual after we stole a bite. It feels like she is a little mad about something.
Her tone of voice was polite, but her words had thorns.
Was stealing a bite really something that unforgivable in Floraâs eyes?n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om
Even though Aisha did have four pieces, I donât think Flora is such a short tempered girl that she would be angry over something so little like thatâ¦
ã*Gulp*â¦! Flora, I apologize for what happened a little while ago! â¦.Me and your nine yearâã
ãF-f-f-f, fine! Thereâs just nothing I can do about you, Aisha. Iâll give you some since I also had some of this last nightã
Flora stood up vigorously in the middle of Aishaâs sentence and quickly started to give her some of her steaks.
Itâs rare for Flora to raise her voice like that.
I wonder what Aisha was trying to say, but I wonât ask since it wonât go well if I try to pry into a girlâs conversation.
While Flora is carefully giving Aisha some steaks, Toack started to pour the vegetable soup into round bowls.
Aisha stared at Toack without blinking and said:
ãâ¦Toack. You look cooler than usual todayã
ãHehe, thank you. Here, your vegetable soupã
ãâ¦Hold on. Whyâs there so little in my bowl even when I complimented you?ã
ãBecause there were no feelings in your words. Hora, Aldo, pass me your bowlã
I see, you can get a bigger bowl if you praise him if you put your heart into it.
ãâ¦Toack. Today you are even more manly thanâ ã
ãStop it. Youâre creeping me outã
I tried to praise him with all my heart, but Toack was creeped out by me.
Certainly, that was not something that should be said from a man to another man. Iâll stop that.
When I received my bowl of soup from Toack, he served the soup in Floraâs bowl next in the same way.
I feel like my serving was the largest, but Iâm not going to say anything.
Now all the main dishes are served on the table. We have the pot roasted venison by me, venison steak by Aisha, Floraâs sautéed venison, stir fried venison with wine, and Toackâs vegetable soup.
Four different types of venison; they truly are masterpieces served on round plates. I donât even know if I should put my hands on these.
Only hunters in this village can eat a feast of meat like this.
As for side dishes, we have Aishaâs bread and red wine, vegetable salad, plus the pico and wolfberries from the mountains.
Our meal preparation was now finished, and everyone all had their eyes gathered on me.
I guess this is where I should give a few words as the one who invited them in.
ãNow then, letâs eat, shall we? Make sure you eat lots since you all have been helping me so much. Iâll be in your care from now on too! ã
ãâ¦.Ahhã
ãKeep the big hunts coming, ok? ã
ãIâll be in your care as wellã
As we spoke humble words to each other, we picked up our forks.
Since I already had a taste of the pot roast, I had my eyes on Floraâs sautéed venison that I looked the most forward to.
I stabbed my fork into the meat and it went in smoothly. I could see how tender this meat is just from that alone. Venison would be tough if it was overcooked.
While I admired that in my mind, I brought the meat into my mouth.
As I bit into it, the taste of salt, pepper, and herbs spread in my mouth all at once.
The meat was tender and yet it had a fair elasticity of toughness. The original sweet taste of the meat was brought out further as I chewed. She had marinated the meat overnight so there was no bad smell to it at all.
ãAhh, so goodã
ãT, Thank youã
Flora answered with a shy smile to my murmurs.
I was relieved because that wasnât a smile on just the outside like the previous time, but a genuine smile that came from her heart.
That shy smile she showed when I complimented her on her cooking was very cute.
I still have no idea why she was mad, but Flora with a happy face on is the best after all.
As I smiled back at her, she brought a bite of the pot roast to her small mouth.
Iâve confirmed the taste of the dish myself, but I canât help but feel a bit nervous when itâs being eaten by people who are good at cooking like Flora.
ãOhh, this is tender. It was grilled just rightã
She leaked out such comments with her hand over her mouth just when I was feeling such needless anxiety.
I felt relieved from her words.
Then, I stole a glance at the others.
ãItâsssh goodã
ãThe meat isnât tough, and it was seasoned wellã
Aisha was talking with the meat stuffed in her mouth, and Toack said while he chewed.
Toack didnât show much of an expression on the outside, but I can tell that he was liking it quite a bit.
It feels good to have people enjoy the food that you make yourself.
My chest feels all warm just from seeing them happily eating the food I made.
ãOi, Aisha. The steak you made is a bit tough? You overcooked it, didnât you?ã
ãDid I? I like it chewy like this thoughã
Listening to the words of those two, I also bring the steak Aisha made to my mouth.
Meat juices spread in my mouth as I chewed. The meat was a little tough, but there are certainly people who may like it a bit chewy like this.
Itâs seasoned simply with salt and pepper, but I feel like I could eat an infinite amount of this.
ãI also like it a bit tough like thisã
ãSeeã
Aisha stuck her chest out proudly after hearing my words.
ãI prefer meat thatâs tenderã
ãOkay okay, I will pay attention to that if there is a next timeã
Other people would think that was a conversation between an old married couple.
I finished the steak and got my hands on the other dish that Flora made- The stir-fry with wine.
The red wine sauce was not only thick and creamy, but also smelled really sweet.
I stuffed the meat along with the sauce in my mouth.
The juicy meat combined with the smooth Nordende wine sauce was delicious.
ãThe red wine stir fry has a bit of a strong taste to it, so itâs good to have it together with bread and saladã
Following Floraâs recommendation, I found out that it does go really well together when you eat it with bread and salad.
ãItâs true, it tastes just rightã
The strong, sweet taste of the wine sauce was softened up by the moisture of the lettuce and cabbage.
So she made her dish with the side dishes that had a plainer taste in mind.
Suddenly, I noticed that Aisha was ravenously eating her share with bread and Toack was eating his with vegetables.
Even though we both cooked the same venison, Floraâs was on another level after all. Her dishes are impeccably delicious.
Toack was eating her dish with no words of complaints, even being the eccentric man that he is. That is also proof of how good Floraâs dish is.
ãThis soup is delicious too, even if it took some time to makeã
ãâ¦Of courseã
ãI also tried to make this at home, but I couldnât get this same taste. Teach me if thereâs a trick to thisã
ãDumbass. Itâs better if you experiment with it yourselfã
When I asked, Toack crossed his arms and lightly snorted.
I understand the joy of experimenting and exploring by myself, but then that means I wonât be able to taste this soup for the time being.
ãAre you not telling him because itâd be too easy if you taught him?ã
ãS, so itâs something like thatã
ãThen, isnât it fine if you just teach meã
ãNopeã
Just when I was a bit disappointed from not being able to get Toack to teach me, Flora whispered to me in a small voice,
ãâ¦Aldo-sanã
When I looked at her, she pointed to the vegetable soup and she put two pico in it.
Thatâs when I realized it. The subtle taste of the pico was what was missing from the vegetable soups that I made. Certainly, a little acidity and sweetness from the pico would be just what I needed.
The secret to the soup was this close to me.
Iâm looking forward to the next time when I can make a vegetable soup for Toack. Surely heâll be surprised.
I moved my mouth silently to thank Flora. She showed a little mischievous smile in return.
While that smile made my heart skip a beat, it also made me think that playful look of hers resembled Fiona-san a little.