I Became a Food Developer in Another World - Chapter 23



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This world, where many things had changed due to the influence of processed foods, was in a transitional period in food culture.

Dozens of new foods appear and disappear every day.

When rumors of a unique food appeared, it was not uncommon for people to travel far away to try it.

There, a heavenly dish called ‘tofu’ appeared.

A fantastic dish made from mystical beans that only grow in the Elf Forest.

In fact, there were more than one or two strange things.

If there were mysterious beans growing in the Elf Forest, it would have been talked about long ago, and it is also possible that the food called ‘tofu’ has not been rumored until now.

The food that suddenly appeared, ‘tofu’, was even of uncertain authenticity.

But the people of the empire had already experienced this uncertainty once.

MSG, the fantastic seasoning that makes anything taste good just by sprinkling it on.

These are the people of the empire who have experienced that even that fantastic seasoning actually exists.

Since MSG exists, there is no law that says tofu cannot exist.

The uncertainty of tofu was wrapped in ‘mystery’, and this lit a huge fire called ‘romance’ in people’s hearts.

“Let’s head to the Elf Forest!”

“Let’s go and taste some tofu!”

People began to head to the forest as the wave of popularity spread like wildfire.

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It was not long after the soy sauce was made that an official from the food department came to see Matap.

“… So, you’re saying that you made tofu to keep the elves from coming out, and now the imperial people are heading into the forest to eat that tofu?”

“Yes, it is becoming a trend among the people to head to the Elven Forest.”

I was speechless at the official’s words.

This whole thing was caused by one book.

【Feast of the Fairies, Taste Heavenly Cuisine】

‘Who wrote this book?’

The title was the title, but the content was even more impressive.

Mysterious beans that only grow in the Elf Forest?

A taste that makes you forget all the worries of the world with just one bite?

I couldn’t help but laugh when I recalled the quote from the book.

Because it was a nonsensical novel with no part of it unembellished from start to finish.

The problem was that this nonsense novel set people’s hearts on fire.

So many people set out on an adventure to the Elven Forest.

Because of this, both the Empire and the Elves were in chaos.

In fact, among those heading to the forest, there were even children of high-ranking noble families.

It is said that the empire is in constant fear that something might go wrong.

On the other hand, the story goes that the elves are suffering from the indiscriminate influx of humans.

As I listened to the official’s explanation, I tilted my head.

“Isn’t it true that only those without permission can enter the elf village?”

There is an ancient mystery in the Elven Forest.

Outsiders who are not invited by the elves are unable to reach the village and are forced to wander only on the outskirts of the forest.

Herman, the author of ‘The Feast of the Elves’, was lucky enough to arrive at the elf village by chance, but such a case was only possible if he had a stroke of luck.

So it didn’t seem like a problem for the elves.

however.

“That’s because those who couldn’t find the elf village ended up settling down in the forest.”

“… In the forest?”

“yes.”

The official let out a deep sigh, as if he himself was astonished.

“Haa, we set up camp in the forest, saying we won’t go back until we find the elf village.”

“This may be a bit surprising, but is camping a problem?”

“Originally it wouldn’t be a problem, but the number of people camping has exceeded a thousand.”

“… … Are you saying there are a thousand of them?”

“A thousand was estimated a week ago. With people continuing to flock to the Elven Forest, it could have reached two thousand by now.”

Two thousand people… … .

My mouth fell open in shock.

No, what are you saying is two thousand people are flocking to one piece of tofu?

Even that number is said to continue to increase.

Even though the Elven Forest was vast, the elves couldn’t help but feel nervous when two thousand people set up camp there.

In order to camp, we had to cut down trees and find food, and as elves, we couldn’t just sit by and watch animals and plants being harmed.

“What do the elves say?”

“They have a strong stance that they cannot hand over tofu because they do not have beans to eat themselves.”

“I guess so.”

It seems like it would be enough to just feed the humans tofu and be done with it, but it wasn’t as simple as it seemed.

‘Tofu’ was proposed as a solution to prevent young elves from leaving for human society.

What would happen if that tofu spread to human society?

‘There is no reason for young elves to stay in the forest.’

For this reason, the elven elders were reluctant to allow tofu to spread to human society.

But even if we don’t give them tofu, the humans who have settled in the forest show no signs of backing down.

From the elves’ point of view, they were no different from a band of bandits, except that they didn’t wield swords.

To solve this problem, both human and elf factions must be satisfied.

‘It’s difficult.’

I had a moment of hesitation, but the solution was simpler than I thought.

In exchange for releasing tofu to humans, you can introduce a new ‘processed food’ to the elves.

It was a give and take, with each side receiving something fairly.

therefore.

“We need to hold a demonstration.”

I decided to present this processed food directly to the elves and the people of the empire.

*

【The Elves Decided to Reveal ‘Tofu’!】

The news of the tofu release from the Imperial Food Department also reached the people camping in the Elven Forest.

“You guys! We did it!”

“Can I finally taste tofu…?”

“Hahaha! I’ve been waiting for this moment!”

People cheered and cheered at the news of the tofu’s release.

And those who were reading the leaflet that the person who brought the news was holding opened their eyes wide.

“…glass?”

“Why is Yuri’s name here… … ”

The list of those who released ‘Tofu’ included the names White Tower and Yuri Greyot.

“You must have made tofu…!”

“omg!”

Of course, the list of those who released the tofu included not only Yuri’s but also the names of officials from the Imperial Food Department.

The public list was literally just a list of names of those who helped the elves introduce tofu to the empire.

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So that doesn’t mean the publisher is the developer.

However, people speculated that he developed tofu simply because his name was on it.

That’s understandable, since Yuri was a magician who revolutionized the empire’s food culture.

It would not be an exaggeration to say that all the innovative foods that have appeared in the empire so far were created by Yuri Greyot.

“Yuri? Yuri?”

“Was the rumor about tofu true?”

Even those who had not believed in or were not interested in tofu began to pay attention when Yuri’s name was on the list of those who disclosed it.

The name ‘Yuri’ was a ‘cultural power’ in the empire.

The people of the empire speculated about whether Yuri had made tofu or not.

Yuri was actually an elf, developed tofu all by herself, the elves asked for advice, etc.

The stories were different, but if there was one thing they had in common, it was that Yuri had participated in the development of tofu in some way.

But no matter how much they talked, unless they heard the truth from the person involved, their speculations were meaningless.

The only one who could satisfy people’s curiosity was ‘Yuri Greyot’.

As time passed, the day of the tofu’s release arrived.

The capital’s main square, a place where elves and humans can come together.

The place was packed with people who had gathered from early in the morning, leaving no room to even step.

The officials who planned the event were embarrassed by the crowd that was much larger than expected.

This was almost like ‘Thanksgiving’.

“Yuri, don’t be nervous. You can do it. Okay?”

“Yes, don’t worry.”

In the waiting room before going on stage, Ranya took care of me and gave me lots of advice.

It is both admirable and worrying to see one’s disciple appear in front of the public.

It was I who proposed this event, and it was created with the consent of both the Empire and the Elves.

Naturally, I, who proposed the event, was supposed to appear in front of the public and reveal the tofu.

He took out the script card the officials had prepared for him, checked it again, and straightened his posture.

“I’ll go.”

“Yeah, good job!”

I left the waiting room, seeing Ranya off.

I climbed up onto the stage and swept the square.

Tens of thousands of pairs of eyes were watching me.

“Before introducing tofu, I would like to sincerely thank all of you for coming.”

He brought up a comment that he had previously agreed upon with officials.

“I am Yuri Greyot, the wizard of the White Tower, in charge of revealing this tofu.”

It was a script that I had already seen and memorized dozens of times over the past few days.

“It is an honor to represent the elves and the Empire in this effort to promote unity.”

Even without looking, the content automatically came to mind.

“The ‘tofu’ that I’m revealing today is a dish made from soybeans and is the staple food of elves.”

However, when I got on an unfamiliar stage, my gaze naturally turned to the script cards.

It contained a story about ‘tofu’ and a message for harmony between elves and humans.

It was a line that I agreed with and wrote, and I didn’t question it until I went on stage.

But when I actually saw it, I didn’t like it.

I knew the reason, the officials knew it, and all the imperial people gathered in the square knew it.

Those who came here were not interested in revealing tofu or reconciling with the elves.

So I took my eyes off the card.

“Yes, that’s right.”

I admitted it coolly.

“I am the developer of tofu.”

The next moment.

“Whaaaa …

Thunderous cheers filled the capital’s main square.

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“Yuri! Was it okay for you to suddenly admit it?”

As I entered the waiting room, officials from the food department swarmed toward me.

“So what? It’s true.”

Since Fame was already paying the price, adding one more piece of tofu wouldn’t make a difference.

“But I see some people who haven’t been called.”

I looked around the waiting room.

Familiar faces were sitting in the chairs.

“I came because I heard they are introducing a new processed food.”

Third Prince Leon was holding her arm.

“I came to see.”

Saint Josephine waved her hand.

“It’s been a while since I’ve seen you, so I came by to see you.”

The Marquis Hughes, the Commander-in-Chief of the Southern Army, no, now the Commander-in-Chief of the Central Army, sat solemnly.

I also saw an old nobleman whom I had never seen before.

“You are Duke Gertz.”

The Marquis of Hughes, sensing my gaze, introduced me.

“I just came to look around, so don’t worry about me.”

I looked at the young, handsome men and women sitting across from them and asked.

“Are you okay?”

“We don’t mind if we can get some new food.”

They had pointed ears and were the elders of the elven tribe, including Heindel.

“Okay, then let’s begin, Laura.”

“Okay, Nya.”

Laura, now confidently speaking in her Miao dialect, mixed the white dough over the prepared vegetables.

And spread it out widely in a heated cast iron pan.

Choooo …

The sound of the heated oil splattering as it met the vegetable batter echoed throughout the waiting room.

The waiting room was filled with the savory, oily smell that stimulated the appetite.

When one side was fully cooked, Laura skillfully flipped the dough over.

A cross-section of the golden-brown, baked pancake was revealed.

Gulp.

Elves and people alike swallowed their saliva and watched the stew cooking on the cast-iron pan.

A glossy sheen flowed down the golden brown fried pancake.

“This is something.”

Elder Heindel asked, swallowing his saliva.

“It’s ‘pajeon.’”

A drinking snack that everyone, whether you’re a regular person or a vegan, loves.

This is a food that foreign vegans get angry at when they see it and ask why they didn’t tell us about it and just ate it among themselves.

The king of vegetarian food, ‘pajeon’, has appeared.

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