I Became a Food Developer in Another World - Chapter 11



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Most of the money for making gelato comes from the Vatican.

So the ownership of the gelato was shared between me and the Vatican, and the Vatican was in charge of production.

The problem is that gelato was developed as a ‘sacrament’.

Gelato was a sacrament offered to God and a dessert that energized the religious life of believers.

It was, after all, a small gift given to those who visited the church.

That was definitely the intention at first… … .

“One day, people started coming to the church not to pray, but to eat gelato.”

“So you cut off the supply of gelato?”

“Yes. Because a place of worship for prayer shouldn’t also be a place to eat gelato.”

The problem arose after that.

People who visited the church to eat gelato as usual expressed disappointment when they learned that the church no longer serves gelato.

But among them, there were some who said they would pay for it, so please sell them some gelato.

However, the church was not a store selling food, but a place of worship for prayer.

Those whose demands were denied began to protest, demanding that their gelato be given up.

The protest escalated into a demonstration claiming that the church was monopolizing gelato.

‘This is totally like watching Buy Gelato.’

When I heard Cardinal Bruno’s words, I remembered that something similar had happened in my past life.

Buy some gelato.

An incident where the country and its people fought over a single dessert.

In Italy, there is a culture of gathering together by the river or in a square to eat gelato to beat the summer night heat.

However, when the government banned it, protests broke out demanding that gelato be given up.

The current situation is similar.

The summers in the empire were so hot that they could be called murderous.

But for the majority of the empire’s citizens, there was no way to escape the heat.

Although it is said that magic is widespread in society, not everyone can enjoy its benefits.

The church willingly provided gelato to the people of the empire who were exhausted from the heat, and this led to a gelato craze.

A cup of cool gelato on a hot summer day has become an indispensable sacrament for the people of the empire.

But when that was suddenly cut off, it was no wonder that the people of the empire protested and demanded that the gelato be handed over.

It could be said that favor became a right, but the summers in the empire were hot enough to require it.

On the other hand, from the church’s perspective, it was difficult because the sanctuary, which should be quiet, had become a place to eat gelato.

It was a situation where both sides’ feelings were understandable.

“So that’s why you came to me.”

“Yes, I would like the wizard to take care of the gelato.”

Although the Eucharist had a pious meaning of food offered to God, its beginnings were not so grand.

Because its origin was to gather grains and crops left over from the harvest and offer them to God.

That is why the church’s communion is tasteless.

The Eucharist was to be something that anyone could easily obtain and enjoy.

That’s why the church decided to spread gelato outside the church.

“Okay. I’ll discuss the gelato with Trion and try to distribute it.”

Cardinal Bruno’s complexion brightened.

“I know it was a sudden request, but thank you for accepting it so readily.”

“No, this is a good opportunity for me too.”

As it happens, I was about to launch Häagen-Dazs’ ice cream menu.

While we were making Häagen-Dazs gelato, Ciel and I had also finished working on the Häagen-Dazs ice cream formulation.

If gelato is added to it, it will create good synergy in its own way.

Ice cream & gelato.

I was already looking forward to that reaction.

*

[The Holy Communion of God, the forbidden dessert that priests eat, gelato, released with a surprise!]

The people of the empire reacted enthusiastically to the news that Jellytto was being released on the market.

From early in the morning, a long line formed in front of the store.

Among them, nobles, knights, and magicians who came with their attendants were noticeable.

“… It’s gelato after all! This softness that melts in your mouth, it tastes just like the one I had in church!”

“… Ahh! It was worth waiting in line early in the morning.”

“It’s a shame I can only buy one. It’s so delicious that I want to freeze it and eat it every day.”

The praise from the people of the empire for gelato, whose taste had already been verified through the church, was as expected.

But not everyone reacted the same way.

“… … Hmm, is that it?”

“Why is the reaction like that?”

“No, it’s edible. It’s edible. But I can’t help but feel that it’s ambiguous.”

“Gelato is ambiguous?”

“Honestly, isn’t it true that it falls short compared to Haagen-Dazs ice cream?”

“… That’s a bit too much of a joke. How can you compare ice cream to gelato!?”

“Can’t you tell when you try it? Ice cream is a new product that was released to make up for the shortcomings of gelato!”

“You looked good, but you really don’t know how to eat!”

“You are the one!”

People were divided into two camps, the ice cream camp and the gelato camp, and had a fierce debate over which one was better.

It was a sight that seemed like watching a never-ending debate between the pro-food faction and the anti-food faction, which had been a topic of debate since a previous life.

“Why are you all fighting? It’s the most delicious when you mix them together.”

Aria tilted her head as she sucked on a spoonful of mixed gelato and ice cream.

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“… … .”

“why?”

“no.”

Well, there may be people with peculiar tastes like Aria.

I don’t know if it’s because the child has a keen sense of taste, but his taste was a bit unusual.

*

The launch of gelato and ice cream was a success. Although it did not cause a craze like Pringles due to the limitations of other-worldly refrigeration technology, it succeeded in imprinting the processed food called ‘ice cream’ in people’s minds.

As the sun set and the evening grew cooler, people gathered in pubs to chat and eat gelato and ice cream.

Even in high society, gelato and ice cream have established themselves as essential desserts.

and.

“The White Tower donated gelato.”

“Waaaaaaah-!”

“It’s gelato from the rooftop. Let’s take one each.”

“Thank you, thank you so much! Kkeuk!”

Gelato was also delivered to marginalized groups who were ignored by the public.

‘Even if there is no table, even if one is poor, the Eucharist should be shared by everyone and be enjoyed by everyone.’

That was the only request Cardinal Bruno made when he entrusted me with the gelato.

The cool breeze of Häagen-Dazs was driving away the heat of the empire.

And riding on that cool breeze, the name ‘Yuri Greyot’ began to spread far and wide.

The distant southern border. That is, to the upper echelons of the military that protects this country.

*

The southern part of the empire has been a region where conflict with barbarians has continued since ancient times.

Of course, it was impossible for barbarians to do anything to the southern army, which was comprised of the empire’s elite.

Because the crude weapons of the barbarians could never defeat the southern army of the empire.

However, even though the Confederates had a powerful military, they were unable to solve the problem of barbarians for several decades.

It wasn’t because the imperial army was weak or stupid.

The reason was ‘food’.

No matter how strong an army is, it cannot survive if it has nothing to eat.

Food was the most valuable resource on the battlefield.

However, the south where the barbarians lived was a vast grassland.

It was impossible to find food in the barren wasteland.

However, when it came to obtaining supplies, the supply route was often attacked by barbarians and food was stolen.

Even the food we had brought with us in advance spoiled quickly in a day or two due to the harsh climate of the plains.

Even if you cast a preservation spell, the period will be at most three months.

Three months was a very short time in a war that lasted for years.

The enemy the Confederates faced was not barbarians, but ‘food’.

Even in the southern army, which was suffering from food problems, rumors from the capital were transmitted.

“General, it is said that a magician who excels at improving food has appeared in the capital.”

“wizard?”

“Yes, I heard that the wizard of the White Tower has improved the church’s sacrament. Why not ask him to improve the combat rations?”

Marquis Hughes, the commander of the Imperial Southern Forces, grimaced at his staff’s words.

“Isn’t that guy the one who makes the snacks for kids? Doesn’t he know that what’s important is not the taste of the food, but the preservation of its quality?”

The Marquis Hughes also heard rumors about the capital.

But what was important to the military was not the taste of the food, but its ‘preservation period’.

The reason why troops had to withdraw after not being able to last three months once they entered the grasslands was also because of the preservation period of food.

There was no way a wizard who had never been on a battlefield could solve that.

Even the military magicians extended the period to three months after much research and experimentation.

“How about submitting a request anyway?”

Marquis Hughes let out a deep sigh and spoke in a voice that did not seem to convey much expectation.

“Okay, let me give it a try.”

“All right.”

*

It was less than a month before the combat rations that had been requested arrived at the Southern Army.

“General, the combat rations we requested from the White Tower have arrived.”

“Already?”

Marquis Hughes was amazed when the results arrived much sooner than expected.

It seemed obvious that they had brought the kind of food that only nobles ate.

‘Then that’s right.’

The combat rations the soldiers brought were flat, round containers that looked like they had been carefully decorated.

“They say it’s canned food.”

“Hmm, it tastes better than regular combat rations.”

Marquis Hughes nodded after opening the can and tasting it himself.

The taste wasn’t bad at all.

Compared to the bland combat rations, this could be called a feast.

But the Marquis of Hughes soon put down the can.

“Even so, if the preservation period is not long, it cannot be used on the battlefield. It will take at least three months… … ”

“They say it’s been 20 years.”

“…what?”

“They say the preservation period is 20 years, General.”

“… … ?!”

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