Reincarnated as a Villager ~ Strongest Slow-life

　The place that Ne-chan showed me was something like a luxury store.

“There was such a store”

　It’s no wonder it’s a big port town, but I didn’t even care about it. Well-established stores are everywhere.

“Because it’s the store used for merchant meetings, you can have some flexibility.”

“I just want to rent Kamado.”

　Is it possible to rent Kamado from such a store? What is the image of a stubborn first-class chef partitioning the kitchen?

“The chef here is the one who ate Supple’s food mixed with caravans. I know Bee’s face. If you ask, he willingly allow me.”

　The chef of such a fine restaurant is mixed in with the caravan. How active are you?

　When I entered the store, suddenly there was a woman of about 40 who looked good in the hall of about 10 tatami mats instead of inside the store.

“Welcome, Mr. Zanell. It’s rare to be here at this time.”

　Somehow it seems to be familiar. Is it the landlady here?

“Oh. I’m sorry, but tell Midos that a self-proclaimed villager has come.”

　I’m not a self-proclaimed villager, but a genuine villager.

“Well, that …”

　I turned my eyes to strange things.

“I’m just doing strange things.”

　Even if you are told by a strange and mysterious ghost. I mean, I’m not doing something strange.

“Yeah. That villager. I wanted something weird again, so I brought him here without leaking out.”

　Why should I be isolated when I just cook rice?

　Here, I was guided by a female proprietress and was taken to a private room, where high-class Luku tea came out immediately.

“Luxury stores are confusing”

　No, this is the first time I’ve entered a luxury restaurant in the world, but it seems like a beef bowl restaurant because of its dignity.

“Don’t say that. It’s not too noisy.”

“Well, I’m sure it doesn’t seem to be noisy with etiquette.”

　It seems that you know me, but the unpleasant attitude to the customers does not show any dust. The store policy is more like the owner’s intention.

　As I was drinking Luku tea, a man in the middle of the forties, dressed in white clothes, came over.

“Oh, you were at the Supple store all day long.”

　A man who ate food every time he went to see it. He’s remembered how hungry he is.

“It’s been a long time. Thank you to my sister.”

“I’m good at remembering my face because I forget my name right away.”

“Huh. Mana”

“It won’t be overwhelming with a doy face.”

　yeah, I guess so. Excuse me.

“I’m sorry, Midos. Could you lend me a Kamado? He wants to make a mess.”

“Is it a meal?”

“It’s a grain from the eastern continent. It goes well with pickles.”

“Is it pickled? I understand. There are few customers, so there is no problem. Please use it as you like.”

　So I went to the kitchen. Before entering, I put a barrier on Miyoko and Darim.

“What is it now?”

　Miyoko, who noticed the barrier, asked.

“Be clean when you enter the kitchen. It’s outrageous to bring in dust.”

　I don’t care if it’s outside, but if you go into the kitchen, keep it clean. If it gets dirty, it will be struck by Supuru.

“By the way, when I tried to enter the kitchen of the building, I was stopped by Supuru.”

“Because the kitchen is in the area of ​​Supuru. If you try to enter it while it is dirty, you will be skipped, so be careful.”

　I was banned from going in and out for the rest of my life.

“Remember, she’s a little scared.”

　That’s right. He even defeats a dragon.

　Guided by the chef, I rented a Kamado.

　Take out the clay pot from the infinite bag, put the wash-free rice bought at Kinner’s Home properly, and pour water. Even if you cry, don’t remove the lid and it’s high-finished. I cooked rice that looks delicious ~. Yeah!

“A spoon and something like a nice plate”

　I bought rice and clay pots, but I didn’t even buy rice bowls or bowls.

　I got a spoon and served rice on a plate, took out the pickles I bought earlier, and served them on top of the fluffy rice.

　I’m a bread lover, but my memory and taste of being Japanese have awakened.

　I served as many people as I could, and used a spoon to add pickles and rice. After all Ume!

“Rice is delicious”

“Yes. It seems to have no taste and has umami. It goes well with pickles.”

　That kind of entrustment is good. The delicious food is silently eaten.

“Yeah. It’s delicious.”

“That’s right. I think it’s not bad.”

　It seems that both fairy tales and witches could understand the goodness of pickles and rice.

“Would you like Sapur to make salted mussels this time?”

　The salted musubi that you eat outside will surely be delicious.

　The taste increased after a long time, and I had a substitute with pickled mashimashi.

“Bee, can I cook the rest?”

“I don’t mind, but what about clay pots?”

　I just bought one for personal use, so I don’t have it.

“Yes, because I had a craftsman make it after I got a seafood hot pot in Bobra village.”

　Ah, I didn’t put it out at the Supuru store, but my aunts were making seafood hot pots.

“Is there a rule for water distribution?”

“This clay pot can be used on your wrist. After that, it can be delicious or unpleasant depending on the heat. Well, I’ll do about three bags, so give it a try.”

　I gave the chef 5 kg of rice.

“Is this available on the eastern continent?”

“Isn’t it? This is a special thing, so I think it’s hard to get it.”

“That’s why the Federation of International Trade Associations?”

　It seems that I have misunderstood something, but I have no obligation to correct it. If you want it, get it yourself.

“Bee, substitute”

“me too”

　I served fairy tales and witches as substitutes and enjoyed them until the clay pot was emptied. It was delicious. It was a feast. Gefu.