I Was Chosen as the Saint’s Husband - Chapter 144
144 – Last village
A party was held with the deer we caught from Brother Asut and the fish we caught.
As for the party, it starts with bread and soup as the base, followed by grilled fish and grilled venison.
All you see is a large bonfire that looks like a campfire.
Still, I was listening to the cool sound of the waterfall and the sound of the trees burning.
The atmosphere was also gradually getting warmer.
Because we have to arrive at the next village by tomorrow morning.
I have to clean up and leave soon, but for now, I hope you can have fun without worrying about others.
It is difficult to recreate the current atmosphere even in a religious office.
This is an action that is only possible in this forest where we are the only ones.
“Wow… I’m full. I’ll just go in and sleep.”
“Do you want to go in first?”
Stella stood up, grabbed my sleeve, and looked up.
There was a lot of fatigue in those eyes.
“Yes. My sister looks tired too, so let’s go in and sleep together.”
“I guess so. I had a lot of fun today too.”
I took Etheria and Cain’s younger sisters and played in the shallow water, dipping our feet and splashing around in the water.
If you move that much and don’t get tired, you’re a monster.
“Dave, let’s go in and sleep first.”
“Do you want to sleep? We’re leaving again in an hour.”
“Anyway, brother Asut and sister are still there even if we are not there.”
Even if we did, it would only be a hindrance.
Asut’s brother and sister will do all the work for us, so we can go into the carriage and sleep.
“But… you know that you and the saintess are in charge of the mission, right?”
“Of course I know. So I sleep. If anything happens, wake me up.”
“You woke up because you woke up? Ugh… okay, I got it, I got it.”
Dave sighed and put some firewood into the hot flames.
Dave seems to be disappointed that he has to turn off the fire in an hour, so he puts in so much firewood that he doesn’t need it.
Seeing that, I chuckled, stepped on the creaky steps of the carriage, and entered the carriage.
It was hard to see inside because the blackout curtains were drawn, so I picked up a small flashlight hanging on the wall and turned on the light to check where my bed was.
“Oh…this is my bed, right?”
There was no reason to be upset because it was the bed where I was sleeping while drooling just a moment ago.
It was clearly my bed, but Stella was lying there sleeping.
Well, it didn’t really matter because we didn’t sleep in separate beds while traveling.
However, this was my first time sleeping in a different bed like this.
“You must be very tired.”
Anyway, I was planning on sleeping while hugging Stella.
He slowly crawled into the bed where she was lying and settled down.
My bed always has three pillows, so I don’t have to bring extra pillows.
After all, the thing I hate the most is being annoying.
***
The village we arrived in this time had more people than expected.
No, not just people.
There were many commercial carriages lined up all over the road, and even a race of people I had never seen before caught my eye.
Is this how Tamrain felt after witnessing the Dutch during the Joseon Dynasty?
I felt like my curiosity was piqued.
“They say this town is a center of trade.”
“I guess that’s why there were a lot of people.”
It feels as if you are looking at the western village among the villages in the four directions of the religious world.
It was also a village where merchants from foreign countries constantly visited.
“Plus, there’s a port right in front.”
“A port? Not a port town?”
“Yes. There really is nothing there except the port.”
Was the port built to make this town bigger?
If that’s the case, I understand.
Arriving in a town near a port means that our trip is coming to an end.
It’s already been 14 days since we left on our trip, so it’s time to end it.
Stella seemed to have read my expression and smiled slightly bitterly.
It seems she also feels the same way.
Still, it’s not all regrets.
In my case, I was able to find someone from the same neighborhood and take them with me.
Although it was a short trip, I think I gained the most from it.
It was a great opportunity to become friends with other priests who served as guardians.
“But in this town…”
“There is no church here. So I think I will give you free time today until the sun sets.”
“That’s good. It would be nice to shop in a town this big.”
Oh, you brought up shopping in front of Stella.
I looked at her with a trembling heart, and as expected, there was light in her eyes.
Are you planning on swiping that ridiculous card?
“Let’s go together this time, sir.”
“Ugh…”
“Instead, if you come with me, I will buy you two watches.”
Stella put a condition on buying the watch.
It’s unfortunate, but if you thought I was a man who could take over to that extent, you were mistaken.
No matter how much I love watches, do you think I would follow Stella’s endless shopping spree?
The correct answer is……
“I feel like eight. I’ll buy you four.”
“Shall we leave now? It looks like a lot of priests move in there, so there might be a good shop there.”
Of course, if the number of items on display doubles, you have no choice but to pass them up.
It was too much money to scold.
The more watches you buy, the more money you want to spend.
Although I manage to pursue hobbies within my pocket money, I sometimes find myself drawn to expensive items.
If you don’t take the opportunity now, when will you?
*
“Wow…this is really delicious…”
“Soup made from soybeans…how on earth does it taste like this…”
After shopping for a while, we came in for a meal and became fascinated by one dish.
It was a soup made using lentils and corn.
As for lentil soup, I enjoyed it because it was something the maids often made at home.
The lentil soup eaten at this restaurant was on a different level.
What on earth is this hidden flavor?
And what on earth is this savory ingredient?
“Ugh… I don’t know either. What’s in it?”
“It seems to have a somewhat nostalgic taste…”
Stella seems to be eating soup with a slightly different sensibility than me.
What should I say….should I say it has risen slightly?
It’s frustrating because it feels like you’ll reach the right answer, but it still feels like there’s a long way to go.
“That won’t work. I’ll have to call the owner and ask about this!”
“uh.”
Since when was my wife so brave?
Stella called the staff member who was circulating inside the hall and informed them that she wanted to meet the chef.
It was perfect, even taking out two silver coins from his pocket and stabbing them, as if it were a bribe.
Well, it seems like there’s no one else besides us and the attendant priests, so it’s okay, right?
At least it won’t be a nuisance.
“I am the chef of this restaurant.”
“May I know how you made this soup?”
Of course, he said he would give a reward, and took out three gold coins from his pocket and held them out.
I guess he wanted to know the secret of the soup so much that he willingly handed over his monthly salary as an office worker.
The chef also slightly extended his hand and accepted the gold coin that Stella held out.
He then went into the kitchen and handed out a bottle of about 1.5 liters.
There was a lot of what looked like a dark brown sauce in it.
“This?”
“It is a sauce made by fermenting soybeans.”
“Do you ferment the soybeans?”
Stella opened the cap of the bottle and sniffed it slightly, saying she had never imagined it.
I could once again smell the familiar smell of soup from the bottle.
It is made by fermenting soybeans and is a very familiar food to me.
And that brown…
“Is it really soybean paste?”
“What is soybean paste? It’s called miso sauce.”
“Isn’t that what it is?”
There may be differences in the method of making Japanese miso and Korean soybean paste, but they are not very different.
What is the difference between soybean paste being thick and miso being clear?
I think I’ve heard that Aka miso and Kuro miso are very close to soybean paste…
That probably doesn’t matter now.
“If you add this sauce to lentil soup and simmer it, it becomes very delicious.”
“Wow… thank you so much for telling me this secret.”
“Haha, wouldn’t you be able to do this for 3 gold coins? The way to make miso sauce is to finely grind the beans…..”
Afterwards, the chef began giving cooking lessons to Stella.
I ordered more soup and put it in my mouth.
I missed the taste of soybean paste after a long time.
***
“Please give me 10kg of these beans and this bean each.”
“Oh my, you’ve bought a lot.”
Stella came out after finishing her meal and stopped by the market right next door to buy beans.
At best, it was about 20kg, so it wasn’t much, but I guess they wanted to take it home and try fermenting it.
“Sister, I also buy salt here.”
“Salt? Why?”
“Originally, when making soybean paste, soybeans and salt are the most important.”
I remember watching a video on how to make soybean paste during school class.
If the method was to make meju, high-quality straw would have been needed, but the method of making it was slightly different from soybean paste.
For now, you only need to pay attention to salt and beans.
But, what on earth is this town selling pink salt for?
Wasn’t this rock salt that only came from high mountains?