I Became a Food Developer in Another World - Chapter 39



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I spend most of my time on the rooftop.

As I started making processed foods one by one, the number of items increased and inevitably, I had to manage the increased number of items.

‘Alchemist’ who creates stock, from managing farms that supply raw materials to developing new processed foods.

It was I who compiled and handed over to Count Yandersen the data analyzing the pros and cons of ‘Hops’ and ‘Groot’.

It wasn’t a very difficult task.

I’ve been organizing data until I was sick of it during my college days in my previous life.

As a marketing major, I had experience creating PPTs by analyzing marketing cases of various brands.

That experience was of great help even now that I was reincarnated into another world.

Of course, most of the work was handled through Trion’s top, and I was only doing the final review, so there was no burden.

Above all, this work was rewarding to me.

“Oh, it’s okay.”

I nodded while drinking the milky syrup I was studying at the Golden Tower.

It’s still a bit too sweet and not quite the same as real Milky, but it tastes a lot better than before.

At first, it had a bland taste, like soda mixed with milk.

“Is that tasty?”

“no.”

Aria, who had been talking to me as I tilted the Milky Way with an answer, made a dumbfounded expression.

“If you say no, why do you keep drinking?”

“It’ll be okay.”

The Milky Kiss from Geumtap definitely didn’t taste as good as the real Milky Kiss.

But it was also true that things were getting better little by little.

Watching it develop like that every month, I felt proud inside because it felt like raising a child.

“It’s original, but is it really that good?”

Aria tilted her head and drank the milky drink.

“Well, if you add a little more sugar and increase the amount of milk, it will taste good.”

Still, Aria frowned as if she didn’t like it.

“If only these lumps would disappear.”

‘One point is made incredibly well.’

Aria was as precise as if she had actually tried Milkis.

If it were improved just as I said, it would be exactly like Milkis from my previous life.

“How about this?”

“Well, this is too much of a hassle… …”

Aria, who was drinking the grape drink I gave her and commenting, glanced at me while speaking.

“Why do you keep feeding me this? I’m going to get fat.”

It’s not that I didn’t ask Aria what she thought of it, not just today, but every time I fed her various processed foods.

The evaluation was so accurate and to the point that I couldn’t help but ask.

That makes sense.

“I think everything will be okay.”

“These are they?”

“huh.”

Aria looked at the processed foods spread out on the table with a look of utter confusion on her face.

Ice cream wrapped in tortilla, grape juice made without even filtering the grape skin, and an unidentifiable lump of dark chocolate mixed with milk.

These were items that just seemed strange at first.

But having seen processed foods in my past life, I knew their perfect form.

Cone ice cream, coconut milk, Hershey’s chocolate… … .

Even though the world is different, people are the same. Products similar to those I saw in my past life were pouring out.

Of course, it was similar and there was still a long way to go, but I was happy about that alone.

The ‘processed food’ culture has taken full root in this world.

I welcome the emergence of these creative products, as I cannot produce all processed foods on my own.

It was my little hobby to listen to Aria’s reviews, add my own opinions to them, pass them on to the company that makes the product, and then check for any improvements later.

That is, I was not enjoying the taste of these things at the moment, but rather the ‘possibility’ of the future that they would create.

“Anyway, your taste is really unique.”

Aria looked at me as if I was some kind of weird gourmet, tasting the ‘Milk Dark Chocolate’.

“But what’s going on?”

He looked back at Aria, who seemed to have something to say, and asked.

“We have a problem.”

“problem?”

“Yes, it’s a problem caused by the processed foods that you like so much.”

“?”

“People’s teeth are rotting.”

“ah.”

Is it time for that?

*

In this world, the concept of ‘hygiene’ was well-established due to the existence of alchemy and magic.

People knew that if they didn’t wash, they would not only smell but also get sick, and churches even listed ‘cleanliness’ as the top priority virtue that church members should have.

However, even the people of this world who recognize the importance of cleanliness neglected something, and that was ‘brushing teeth’.

It wasn’t because I didn’t know that if I didn’t brush my teeth, they would rot.

The toothpaste in this world was so tasteless that I neglected to brush my teeth even though I knew it would rot them.

… correct it.

It wasn’t just tasteless, it was ‘dirty’ tasteless.

There were two types of toothpaste, a squeeze-type liquid and a powder, both of which had a rough, disgusting taste, like chewing on coal ash.

It was an indescribable horror to have to scrub every nook and cranny with that filthy, tasteless toothpaste using a toothbrush made of animal hair.

It was so common knowledge that brushing your teeth should be done ‘once a week’.

Fortunately, the wizard’s situation was better and he could replace it with ‘clean magic’.

So why am I telling you this story?

“Please make the toothpaste a little more tasty.”

“who?”

“People.”

“… … .”

Aria said that she understood me as I was speechless.

“I’m also shocked. But everyone is asking us to make it. Even the Ministry of Magic has requested it.”

The White Tower was a tower that had absolutely nothing to do with brushing teeth.

I make processed foods, not ‘tasty toothpaste’.

Even if it was the Ministry of Magic’s request, I’m not obligated to make delicious toothpaste.

However, it would be a problem if the teeth of the imperial people rot away.

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Because the ‘processed foods’ I enjoy might end up being designated as banned items.

‘That won’t work.’

A return to asceticism was a horrifying thought.

“So the point is, all I need to do is brush my teeth?”

“It will be like that.”

“Contact the Ministry of Magic. They will accept it.”

This was a major issue that determined my future food supply.

*

“Hey, it’s a tooth collector!”

“Run away!”

“Eww!”

Children run away screaming as a man appears on the street, holding a pistol in one hand and a sledgehammer in the other.

“Huh!”

“Ugh!”

The adults instinctively covered their mouths, and Young-ae, who was passing by, trembled like an aspen tree.

Judging from his attitude and appearance, he looked like some kind of medieval murderer, but despite his appearance, the man was a dentist with a national license.

It was a precious existence that protected the gum health of the imperial people.

“Take strength, it’s going to hurt a little. Sob!”

“AAAAAHHHH!”

As the dentist applied force, the screams of the patient pinned to the wooden plank echoed through the streets.

Aria and I turned our heads away, unable to bear to look at that sight.

As the screaming subsided, the dentist was pouring a potion into the patient’s mouth.

‘They say the reason people are afraid of the dentist is because the fear is imprinted in our genes over generations, and seeing this makes me think it’s true.’

The only good thing was that it didn’t look as dangerous as the Middle Ages in my previous life.

Dental treatment in this world where magic and alchemy are developed is surprisingly safe.

Even if we put aside the pain the patient suffered during the procedure, the follow-up measures using potions were effective.

“From now on, brush your teeth at least once a day. Do you understand?”

“Oh, I understand.”

The patient, who had forgotten his pain, returned home completely healthy.

But the children who were forcibly dragged out by their parents were still trembling with fear.

“Hey, do you really have to brush your teeth? Even Mom doesn’t do it!”

“Poem, I hate it… …!”

In front of the line of children, a dentist holding a toothbrush made of animal hair was personally brushing each child’s teeth one by one.

This was because if you didn’t do it like that, neither adults nor children would brush their teeth.

‘You’ve worked very hard.’

In this world, being a dentist is an extremely difficult job, to the point where it could be described as a manual labor job.

However, dentistry was an occupation that could not be done without a strong sense of mission, as it was an object of fear for the people of the empire.

“You must have had a hard time.”

Aria also had a sad expression on her face, as if she was thinking the same thing as me.

“Then let me help you.”

“How?”

I quickly lifted Aria’s robe hat, which was fluttering. Then.

“Hey, it’s Hamburger Sister!”

“Wow! Sister! Do that, do that!”

The faces of the children who saw Aria brightened as if they had seen a celebrity.

Hamburger girl.

It was a nickname given to Aria, who filmed herself eating hamburgers throughout the empire through the crystal ball.

‘Are you crazy?’

Aria, who had been glaring at me and cursing me with her eyes, opened her mouth as if she had no choice.

“Ahh─”

“Wow!”

“T, Triple Big Hamburger!”

The children’s eyes lit up as they saw Aria’s hamburger pose, which they had only seen in Sujeong-gu, up close.

“Thank you for your help.”

As the atmosphere improved due to Aria’s performance, the dentist came over and expressed his gratitude.

“No, if I can help you, I will.”

At that moment, the dentist’s eyes widened when he saw me.

“Pear, white…!”

When I put my index finger to my lips to tell him to be quiet, the dentist quickly shut his mouth.

“Take it.”

“What is this?”

The dentist who received the bag containing the white pieces tilted his head.

“If you give it out to patients after they have finished their treatment, they will all like it.”

“hmm…”

“You can rest assured that this is good for your health.”

The dentist, who had been hesitating, took the bag at my words.

So, the dentist distributed white pieces in an envelope to those who finished their treatment.

“Huh, huh…?”

“Wow!”

The reaction was amazing.

The children, who were about to burst into tears, opened their eyes wide.

“What, what is it?! This is so refreshing!”

“The toothpaste flavor has disappeared!”

“My mouth feels refreshed!”

The adults kept exclaiming in admiration.

In an instant, the streets were filled with people who were captivated by the refreshing feeling.

“Just give me one more!”

“me too!”

“Can I get it if I brush my teeth?!”

The dentist, bewildered by the people’s outburst, looked back at me with a surprised expression.

“… … What is this?”

“It’s called xylitol.”

A natural sweetener that turned the Nordic country of Finland into a land of ‘whiba whiba’.

A sugar substitute that was created as a substitute for sugar, but its caries prevention effect was later discovered and it began to be used for oral health.

It was that xylitol that I gave to the dentist.

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