I Became a Food Developer in Another World - Chapter 12



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The military’s request came before ice cream’s popularity had even died down.

“Are you asking us to improve the military’s combat rations?”

“Yes, our Southern Army is aiming to extend the shelf life of combat rations.”

The soldier who came to make the request did not seem to have much expectation as he spoke.

That makes sense, since I was a wizard from the White Tower who dealt with folk magic.

It was unreasonable to expect me to solve a problem that even the military magicians couldn’t solve.

“It’s probably not your area of ​​expertise, so if it’s difficult, you can decline… … ”

“it’s possible.”

“yes?”

“You said your goal was to extend the shelf life?”

“Oh, yes. We’re aiming for at least four months, but even if you could extend it by just one day, it would really help… … ”

“20 years. Is that enough?”

“… … ?”

*

The soldier who came to make the request thought I was an outsider who knew nothing about the military, but he was very mistaken.

Having served two years on the front lines in Gangwon Province as a conscripted soldier in my previous life, I knew very well how closed and conservative the military was.

The Korean army was the one that continued to use the water bottles and mats used during the Korean War even after half a century.

If it was the army of another world, the situation could not have been better, if not worse.

Especially if it’s combat rations.

But the solution to this was easier than expected.

“This is canned food.”

In my previous life, the food that all armies around the world adopted as common supplies was canned food.

The ultimate preserved food, which was discovered to not rot even after being opened for a hundred years.

The preservation power of canned food was so amazing that there were even reviewers who specialized only in reviewing old canned food.

On the other hand, the method of making canned food was surprisingly simple compared to its incredible preservative power.

Because if you heat a sealed container with fire to kill microorganisms, that’s canned food.

The only thing that was bothering me was the canned food container… … .

“To this extent, there is no problem.”

Ciel, who saw the design of the can, answered without much thought.

The manufacturing technology of this other world, where dwarves and alchemists exist, was difficult to ignore.

Because it was a world where there was even an item called a Madongo, which was comparable to a refrigerator.

“But it’ll probably cost a lot of money, right?”

“The military will take care of that.”

Our role was limited to showing the finished canned food.

It was purely the military’s choice whether to adopt it or not.

*

“… … Twenty years? Did I mishear you when you said twenty days?”

“Twenty years is correct, General.”

“… … .”

The Marquis of Hughes was so dumbfounded that he just opened his mouth.

The combat rations, which last only three months at most, have a 20-year shelf life? Isn’t that an unrealistic and unrealistic period?

“Does the White Tower think our Southern Army is ridiculous? Such lies.”

“General. We were initially suspicious of that, so we had the magicians verify it… … .”

“What were the results? Was it three months?”

“They say that the minimum standard is twenty years. The results show that if preserved well, the quality can be maintained for not only twenty years, but also for a hundred years.”

“… W, what? A hundred years?”

The embarrassed Marquis Hughes stammered.

“But the cost of one can is the same as making two and a half combat rations, so it’s a burden in terms of cost-”

“Is that a problem with the cost now? We can wipe out those damn barbarians! If you’re short on money, sell your helmet to make up for it!”

The Marquis of Hughes, whose eyes had turned red during the 100-year preservation period, cried out.

“As soon as the canned food is ready, we wipe out the savages!”

*

The Confederate army went into battle.

“It’s the Empire! The Empire bastards are here!”

“Run away!”

The savages who were wandering across the prairies turned their horses and fled when the southern army appeared.

Their strategy was not to fight the Confederates, but to run away and waste time.

As time went on, the Confederates, unable to withstand the harsh climate of the prairie, simply fell.

On the other hand, the Confederates, pressed for time, desperately pursued the savages as they fled, trying to catch them at all costs.

But unlike before, the Confederates did not pursue the fleeing barbarians.

“Huh, I guess that’s what it turns out like.”

The Marquis Hughes gave the order with a snort.

“Set up camp and take a rest.”

“All troops! Set up camp and rest!”

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As Marquis Hughes’s words were delivered, the Confederates took up positions on the prairie.

Soon, the soldiers took out the canned food they had brought and laid it out.

Confederate officers, including Marquis Hughes, also took out canned goods.

Up until this point, Marquis Hughes was honestly half in doubt.

Although the wizards had tested the canned food, this was the first time they had tasted it out on the prairie.

‘I don’t know if it’s okay since there’s no preservation magic.’

The Southern Army marched for a long time under the scorching sun of the prairie.

If it were a normal meal without any preservation magic, it would have spoiled about fifteen times over.

As Marquis Hughes opened the can with half-belief, joy soon spread across his lips.

“Hahahaha! It worked! It worked!”

What came out of the can was a southern fish, Jabasco.

Jabasco was a fish that spoiled easily, making it unsuitable as combat rations.

However, the Jabasco inside the can was completely intact and not damaged at all.

The food inside the other cans was also in good condition.

“Look at this! The meat is still there!”

“I never thought that one day I would be eating soup and salad on the prairie.”

“Hahaha! It’s not a brick bread! I think I’ll live!”

The soldiers kept exclaiming in admiration as they tasted the delicious food.

The Southern Army endured the harsh climate of the prairie by eating black bread that was as hard as bricks and soaking it in water.

To the Confederates, the canned food was like a world-changing experience.

The Confederates no longer feared the climate of the prairies.

Because they had canned food, a combat ration that would not spoil.

Now the time belonged to the Confederates, not the barbarians.

*

At first, the barbarians thought the Confederates were bluffing as they took their time.

“Leave him alone. He will soon get tired and hide behind the walls again.”

“Do you think we can sing a song just because of that?”

That’s understandable, as the Confederates’ bluffing wasn’t something new.

There were plenty of tactics like mine in the past. Even then, the barbarians were just as ignorant as they are now.

Then, the exhausted Southern Army would usually retreat on its own.

But this time it was different.

A week passed, a month passed, and the Confederates showed no sign of tiring.

Rather, it was the barbarians who felt impatient with the southern forces closing in on them.

“They must be out of supplies by now.”

“Hide and seek the supply route.”

The barbarians, suspecting that the Confederate army had run out of food, targeted the supply route.

As expected, a convoy of wagons loaded with military supplies was coming along the supply route leading to the prairie.

“Take it!”

“Supplies must not be delivered to the imperialists!”

The barbarians overran the wagon train.

But when the cloth covering the wagon was removed, the warrior leading the barbarians could not help but be confused.

The cart was loaded with nothing but straw bales that took up space.

“There is nothing in the straw!”

“There are no supplies here either!”

‘I got hit!’

The barbarian warriors, who realized too late that they had been caught in a trap, tried to escape.

“Cover them!”

“Don’t miss a single one!”

“Kwaaah!”

The barbarians were all captured without even being able to run away by the southern army that appeared from all directions as if they had been waiting for it.

It was the moment when the Southern Army reported its first victory against the barbarians.

*

The Confederates continued to win battle after battle against the barbarians.

In the first place, the barbarians were just buying time to deal with the Southern Army, and their fighting power itself was incomparable.

News of the Southern Army’s victory reached military units in other regions.

It was also revealed that the reason the Confederates won was because of a new combat ration called ‘canned food’.

“Huh, how much would a civilian wizard in the capital know about the military…!”

Of course, the closed military’s officers did not believe it at first.

“Okay, how many weeks is the shelf life?”

“It’s been twenty years.”

“What!?!?”

But when it was discovered that canned food had a twenty-year shelf life, it was hard not to believe it.

“Contact the White Tower! We’ll get some canned goods too!”

“Canned food! Bring me the canned food!”

The canning that started in the South began to spread throughout the Imperial Army.

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