I Became a Food Developer in Another World - Chapter 26



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The news of the distribution of the oil fruit, Lucon, caused a huge stir in the imperial society.

That is understandable, as oil was the exclusive property of the nobles and it was said that even these nobles could not use it because they did not have enough.

The news that such luxuries were being released indefinitely was a revolutionary event.

At first glance, this seemed like a good thing, but surprisingly, the distribution of Lucon was met with strong opposition from the nobles from the beginning.

“Oil for the common people? Does that make any sense!”

“That’s right, oil is a gift from God that only our nobles have been granted.”

“We cannot let even the common people know the nobility of oil.”

The nobles were very concerned about the fact that the commoners would have free access to oil.

“It’s not just a question of oil. The fact that commoners want to enjoy the same things as we do is the problem.”

“This is a challenge to the divine hierarchy that God has established.”

The empire was a society with distinct ‘classes’.

There may be various criteria for dividing the nobility and the commoners, but the proportion of ‘luxury goods’ cannot be said to be small.

If the exclusive property of the nobles were made available to the commoners, the barriers between social classes would become unclear.

This is a story about a problem that could shake the very foundation of the empire known as a class society.

It may have been an exaggerated interpretation, but most young nobles seemed to agree with it.

On the other hand, the old nobles opposed the distribution of oil for other reasons.

“How can we afford to give away a luxury like oil to the people?”

“If the empire indulges in pleasure, it will face the wrath of God.”

The older generation of nobles, who grew up in an atmosphere of ascetic society, considered frugality to be a virtue.

For them, oil was a luxury item, used only in very small quantities on special occasions.

The old nobles expressed strong concerns about such a ‘poisonous’ substance being released into the imperial society.

Young nobles and established nobles.

Opinions differed across generations, but they all agreed that oil should not be distributed.

But not everyone was against the distribution of oil.

“For the development of the empire, oil must be popularized.”

“Are you saying that those who hinder the development of society in order to preserve their positions are ‘poison’ to the empire?”

The previous remarks were from the Duke of Gertz, and the one who delivered the sharp criticism was the Marquis Hughes, a general in the military.

The two nobles were giants with strong influence in their respective fields.

Since there were many forces supporting and following them, the decision-making authority regarding oil distribution eventually fell to the Ministry of Finance, the empire’s economic department.

The decision-maker was Count Jandersen, the Minister of Finance.

“Oh, you leave all the difficult decisions to me.”

Count Yandersen, who had been assigned to do the troublesome work, clicked his tongue.

This meant that you had to make the decision but take responsibility for it.

It was like being caught in a bomb blast.

“I don’t understand why Duke Gertz is acting like this.”

In fact, Count Jandersen was against the distribution of oil.

It was questionable whether the ‘oil’ was valuable enough to be distributed despite the opposition of the nobles.

That’s understandable, since the food shortage for the common people was almost completely solved thanks to ‘ramen’.

Count Jandersen could find no reason to further develop the food culture of the common people.

His clerical background played a major role in his thinking.

Jandersen, who pursued the ‘asceticism’ value of the previous church, was a frugal person who even limited the number of foods he ate.

Count Yandersen thought that unless you were starving, you didn’t need any more luxuries.

However, that does not mean that we can simply oppose the distribution of oil.

‘Duke Gertz’s opinion isn’t entirely wrong.’

There was some truth to Duke Gertz’s words that there was no need to indulge in extravagance, but that the circulation of oil had the potential to lead to the development of the empire.

Should we follow the teachings of God or prioritize the development of the empire?

Count Yandersen’s thoughts were the former.

In fact, from the beginning, his thoughts were fixed on the former.

However, the reason he was unable to make a decision was because he was concerned about the reputation of Duke Gertz.

Even when you object, it was polite to pretend to be concerned.

It was at this time that Count Yandersen was putting off his decision day after day.

The wizard of the White Tower came to see Count Yandersen.

“I heard you asked to see me.”

“Yes, I came here because I have something to give you.”

The one who came to see Count Yandersen was a young wizard with a neat appearance.

Count Yandersen also knew very well who he was.

Glass Greyett.

A wizard who revolutionized the empire’s food culture.

He was a genius among geniuses, credited with developing the empire’s food culture by hundreds of years.

But Count Yandersen’s expression as he looked at the glass was indifferent.

In fact, he didn’t like glass very much.

If I had to be picky, I tended to dislike it.

Although others praise Yuri as a great man, he was not the case for Count Yandersen.

He couldn’t eat most of the processed foods made by Yuri.

I couldn’t eat ramen because I couldn’t eat spicy food, and I didn’t even look for Pringles because I hated snacks.

Also, because I was older, I couldn’t eat cold foods like gelato or ice cream because my teeth got sensitive.

Could it be because of such personal reasons and his status as a priest?

The glass that Count Yandersen looked at was reflected as a ‘pendulum of evil’ that spread luxury and pleasure.

however.

“What do you want to give?”

“Yes, I brought it because I thought it might help you decide how to distribute the oil.”

Yuri placed a paper box on the table.

As he opened the box, the pungent smell of garlic hit Yandersen’s nose.

Inside the box, there were piles of dishes wrapped in golden shells that I had never seen before.

The dish, which looked like it had just been cooked and was piping hot, was topped with brown sauce and minced garlic.

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“What is this?”

“It’s a dish of chicken fried in oil. It’s called garlic soy sauce chicken.”

“Garlic soy sauce chicken?”

“Yes, I heard you like roasted garlic, so I brought some.”

Count Yandersen was curious about the unfamiliar dish he was trying for the first time.

It was lunchtime and I was hungry, so a delicious smell whetted my appetite.

“Thank you. I will make sure to eat well.”

Although Count Jandersen was accustomed to frugal meals, he was not the type of person to refuse food that was given to him.

“You can eat it with your hands.”

Following Yuri’s words, Count Yandersen lifted the chicken’s leg.

‘It’s rough.’

The surface of the golden shell was rough like tree bark.

Count Yandersen looked at the chicken in his hand as if he was exploring it, then carefully brought it to his mouth.

The moment he took a bite, Yandersen’s eyes widened.

“!”

The crispy batter crumbled like a premium cookie and provided a salty flavor.

The soft meat underneath was so juicy that when I bit into it, hot juices exploded out into my mouth.

“Hmm…!”

Yandersen snorted involuntarily at the ecstatic taste he was experiencing for the first time.

He had been treated to many dishes that were said to be delicious, but this was the first time he had tasted something like this.

Salty yet subtle sweetness, a balance of crunchiness and softness, hot yet moist juices, and a spicy garlic scent that follows.

Everything was in perfect harmony, creating a heavenly taste.

“What was the name of this dish?”

“It’s chicken.”

“…chicken.”

Count Yandersen muttered the name as if engraving it in his head.

At this moment, his decision to restrict the distribution of oil has completely changed.

This was a heavenly dish that every citizen must taste.

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… … The distribution of the oil fruit lucon has been passed!

News that the Minister of Finance had authorized the distribution of Lucon spread quickly throughout the Empire.

As the lucon began to circulate and oil began to be produced, cheers erupted from all corners of the empire.

“Long live Yuri!”

“It’s oil! It’s really oil!”

The people of the empire were thrilled at the fact that the luxury goods of the nobles were being released.

Since the easiest meat to obtain in the empire was ‘chicken’, eating roasted chicken became popular among the people of the empire.

This would have been unimaginable in the past.

That’s understandable, because until recently, only the nobility could eat ‘hens’ or ‘young chickens’.

All that the common imperial people had access to was a useless old rooster.

However, the meat of an old rooster is stiff, so when roasted, it becomes the worst dish that even your teeth cannot properly penetrate.

The thing that solved this problem was ‘ramen’.

As cheap and delicious ‘ramen’ became popular, the people’s finances became more comfortable, and they were able to enjoy proper chicken about once a week.

For the imperial people who were able to eat relatively young chickens, if not whole chickens, fat was like a blessing from God.

and.

“What, what is this taste!”

“I didn’t know there was such delicious food in the world!”

The reaction of the imperial people who tasted ‘chicken’ was explosive.

For the imperial people who only knew the stiff flesh of old roosters as meat, the juiciness of the chicken was truly shocking.

“I’ve never tasted anything like this in my life.”

“Ah, I guess it’s good to be alive.”

The juicy feast that burst into my mouth like a ripe fruit was a violence called taste.

“Oh my, how come this crust is so crispy?”

“This is clearly a gift from God to the Empire.”

The chicken craze has spread to social circles.

The harmony of crispy skin and tender meat was something that could never be praised enough.

This undying popularity for chicken naturally led to a demand for ‘chicken’.

“Get out of the way! I got in line first!”

“Today, today, will it be there?”

Even chickens, the most abundant poultry in the empire, began to run out of stock.

It has become so difficult to obtain chicken that people say they are lucky if they can eat it once a month.

And it was really just a coincidence.

“If you think about it, chicken is also a ‘dragon species’, right? Then wouldn’t the same dragon species taste similar?”

“Have you been drinking? Stop talking nonsense.”

“I’m serious now.”

It all started with an odd idea from a knight in the Duchy of Gertz.

“Let’s try it once to see if the taste is similar. If not, then it’s not.”

“Hmm, that might be okay.”

In the Duchy of Gertz, wyverns were a common dragon species, and it was common to find their corpses.

It was a joke exchanged between two knights who were returning from guard duty and happened to find a wyvern’s corpse.

The wyvern, a small dragon, looked exactly like a flying chicken, except it had no fur.

That’s why his nickname was “Flying Chicken Head.”

Of course, that doesn’t mean I did it with great expectations.

Although they look similar, wyverns are clearly a separate species from chickens.

however.

“… …Why is this so delicious?”

The taste of the wyvern chicken that I happened to eat was incredibly delicious.

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