I Became a Servant the Dragons Are Obsessed With - I Became a Servant the Dragons Are Obsessed With chapter 600

600 – Completion of the puzzle

When you think of funerals, the foods that naturally come to mind are beef stew and cold cuts.

Among these, the origin of serving beef jerky to guests who came to pay their respects at funerals since ancient times was simpler than you might think.

As an expression of gratitude for guests who came from afar, we cooked and served meat soup (in the past, when cows were rare, dogs were slaughtered and dog meat soup was boiled and eaten…), and bright red pepper powder and seasoning were added to it to ward off evil spirits and bad luck. did.

And above all, Yukgaejang was a food that went well in a time when refrigerators were not common. Because it was a soup dish with rich seasoning, it did not spoil easily and could be stored for a long time.

In addition, due to the nature of Yukgaejang, it is a soup dish that becomes richer and more deeply flavored the longer it is boiled, so it was the perfect dish to boil in large quantities and serve to guests.

ㅡRattle… !

“what? Shaolin, this can’t be right… … ?”

However, the tray that Jeon So-rim brought out had other things on it instead of yukgaejang.

An ocher-colored soup that is far from red.

Inside you can see tofu and various vegetables.

Onions, green onions, zucchini, shiitake mushrooms, etc.

I feel healthy just by looking at it.

Plus, the deep, savory smell was a bonus.

A smell that no Korean can ever recognize.

The unique flavor spreads out along with the pure white seaweed, as if it had just been boiled.

‘Why is there soybean paste stew at the funeral… … ?’

It was like that.

It is none other than soybean paste stew.

This wasn’t just soybean paste stew.

In particular, it was a food that was quite familiar to me.

“You recognize me too?”

“of course. “It smells the same as the one you made last time, so how could you not recognize it?”

“Hehe, it feels good to remember you?”

“Did you use the same soybean paste?”

“That’s right, it’s my grandmother’s soybean paste stew. Of course, it will be a little different from what I made back then.”

It was just as Sorim said. It was one of the foods she had silently come to my house a few days ago and prepared for me for breakfast.

[Zucchini Soybean Paste Stew – ✮✮]

[Ability given to the food: A taste that captivates a lover (this is a recipe you have already learned)]

The same notification window as back then comes to mind.

It was a table setting full of the deceased’s sincerity.

Moreover, this was not all.

“But what is this again? “It’s not cold cuts, is it?”

Besides soybean paste stew, there was one more thing that caught my eye.

[Five-Hyang Pig’s Feet – ✮★★★★]

[A dish made by simmering the front leg of a pig in a special soy sauce sauce. The rich aroma of the five spice powder (star anise, clove, cinnamon, fennel, and peppercorns) added to the sauce is impressive.]

Instead of dry, dry pork, thick, juicy, dark-colored pig’s feet are served as the main side dish.

“Hehe, do you recognize this too?”

“This pig’s trotters can’t be…” … ?”

“that’s right. “These are pig’s feet made by my aunt.”

“It was like that, after all. “I suddenly thought it was pig’s feet.”

“If only your body wasn’t like this, you would have called your aunt right away… … .”

“hmm? why? Is there something wrong with your aunt?”

“It’s nothing else, but the number of customers has increased like a ghost since Riley went there last time. So they’re making a fuss about bringing me one more time. “I want to treat you properly this time.”

“Business is going well, that’s good news. But Shaolin? “Don’t mutual aid companies usually designate a company?”

“Huh, that’s right. But I guess this is the history of the women in my family. “Everyone is serious about food.”

Jeon So-rim shrugs her shoulders and lets out a small sigh. She looks like she can’t stop him and turns her gaze toward the kitchen.

“What does it mean to be sincere about food?”

“I think my grandmother had been saying for a few days before she passed that she wanted to serve soybean paste stew to the guests coming to her funeral. I heard you stored up a lot of soybean paste unnecessarily. Do you want to treat the guests who stop by on the way or something? … ?”

“I see. “I was surprised because it was my first time eating funeral food with such sincerity.”

“yes? My aunt takes after my grandmother and is very knowledgeable about food. “After hearing my grandmother’s will, she prepared the meal herself, saying she would take responsibility for it.”

“So, did your aunt cook the soybean paste stew too?”

“that’s right. I boiled it according to the recipe handed down from my grandmother or something… ? Look over there. “Maybe my aunt is much busier than Sangju?”

Where Jeon So-rim pointed, her aunt was busy moving around the reception room and kitchenette.

This is the first funeral where such detailed attention is paid to even parts that can be roughly left to a company.

“Well.. I’m sorry for interrupting you while you were talking… … .”

“hmm? Sylvian?”

“Hmm..! After we’re done talking, can I eat now? I can’t take it anymore… … !”

Sylvian speaks very cautiously.

She looks around and clutches her stomach.

I couldn’t hear it clearly because it was drowned out by the noise of people, but I guess I was just holding back the growling noise.

I was starving to death, but I was just talking about food in front of me, which must have been frustrating.

Perhaps because it’s been a while since we’ve seen each other, the conversation went on a bit longer.

“oh? Come eat! “I said a lot, didn’t I?”

“Okay, don’t worry about us and eat comfortably. “I had a really hard time flying back and forth to Japan.”

“i get it. I feel sorry for eating without being able to say hello to the manager, but… … . Anyway, I will eat well.”

-Rattle!

Sylvian picks up the spoon with those words.

As she is in a hurry, she tastes the pig’s feet first.

This is probably to quickly replenish quality nutrients.

“—Haap!”

A guy who hastily picks up two pieces of meat with chopsticks and swallows them in one mouthful.

“… Mmm! It’s definitely delicious. “It has a completely different taste and texture from the chashu I ate earlier during the day!”

Sylvian, who was hastily stuffing meat into his mouth, suddenly lets out an exclamation and slowly begins to savor the taste of the food. It must have been so delicious that it would be a shame to swallow it in a hurry simply to fill one’s stomach.

“… “The skin is chewy and the meat has a deep flavor and aroma!”

“Sylvian, weren’t you hungry? Even at a moment like this, you can taste it… … . “You are also very consistent.”

“I’m definitely hungry, but… … . Maybe that’s why I feel like gastronomic inspiration comes to me more easily.”

“hmm?”

-Palak! Palak!

Sylvian, who quickly swallowed a piece of pig’s trotter, took out a notebook from his pocket and scribbled something down. As if a truly gastronomic inspiration struck me.

The guy scribbles a few lines like that and immediately picks up the spoon again.

“Look at my mind! Come to think of it, I forgot the soup… … !”

This time, scoop up a spoonful of soybean paste stew.

The deceased’s last creation, which included thick tofu and zucchini sliced into half-moon shapes.

ㅡHaap… !

Sylvian opens his mouth wide and swallows the soup and ingredients at once. Then, I instinctively think of white rice and quickly stuff it into my mouth. It must be regulating the liver on its own inside the mouth.

“… Hmm?!”

Sylvian, who moved his chin a few times, opens his eyes wide again.

“Why are you doing this again?”

“ ─Slurp… ! Crunch!”

The guy moves the spoon without answering my question. There is something unusual about Sylvian’s eyes.

As expected, Sylvian was currently eating stew from a bowl. Like an old man holding a pot of soup and gulping it down.

I wondered what would happen if the soybean paste stew didn’t suit my taste, but that was nothing more than a useless hope.

ㅡMumble mumble… … !

Suddenly, both of Sylvian’s cheeks swelled up like a hamster. It was the aftermath of a hasty meal of soybean paste stew and rice.

‘Even though it was my first time eating it, I think I really liked it. I thought I would be more excited about pig’s feet than stew… … .’

It was truly unexpected. Especially since this has never been shown in Japan.

“Okay, this is it… … !”

ㅡCrunch, crunch, crunch… !

Sylvian let out a brief exclamation and once again wrote something down in his notebook. There was intelligence in her eyes.

I don’t know why, but his eyes sparkled even more than when he tasted ramen, his favorite noodle dish.

“… I really enjoyed it! “It’s been a long time since I’ve had a soup dish with this much warmth!”

Eventually, Sylvian, who finished recording, looks at the empty bowl and gives a satisfied review. Naturally, the soup and rice bowls were neatly emptied. It was the same with pig’s feet.

“That’s surprising. “I guess you liked the soybean paste stew?”

“soy bean paste soup? “Is that the name of this soup dish?”

“that’s right. “It’s similar to the one in the miso ramen soup you ate earlier.”

“no wonder… ! “It was quite shocking because it was a familiar yet completely different soup.”

“okay? The scent is strong, so I was wondering what if it doesn’t suit your taste… … .”

“I was a little surprised at first too. Something that was both savory and creamy got stuck in my throat a little. But paradoxically, I quickly became addicted to that creamy scent. So much so that I couldn’t stop swallowing it.”

Sylvian looks at his empty bowl as if he were amazed after eating it all himself.

“If it tastes that good, should I ask for another bowl?”

“Oh, no. “I was reflecting on the taste of soybean paste for a moment.”

“okay? But didn’t it feel completely different from miso ramen?”

“hmm..! It was definitely different from the one in ramen, but the unique savory flavor was still there. And this food called soybean paste stew I just ate… … . It was a soup dish where you could feel the skill of the craftsman. “So much so that I want to learn the secret right now.”

“A craftsman’s skills?”

“Yes. “I said this was cooked with ingredients that the deceased had prepared while he was alive, right?”

This guy keeps giving positive reviews and turning his attention to Jeon So-rim.

There was a kind of respect in Sylvian’s eyes as he finished eating the soybean paste stew.

“Oh, that’s right. “He always kept a generous amount in a crock pot and then distributed it to his family.”

“Okay… … . If possible, could I get some of that soybean paste? Another piece just came together.”

“yes? What do you mean… … .”

“Thanks to the food I just ate, almost all of the puzzles came together! And with this soybean paste, I might be able to return my body to its original state!!!”