The Artist Who Paints Dungeon - Chapter 90



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Episode 90

By the time the harvest was complete.

“… … .”

“Okay, let’s go clean it now.”

“Excuse me, teacher, this is a bit… .”

“I don’t have time.”

Geo and Isser headed to the stream carrying the harvested crops.

“Isn’t it convenient that there’s a stream right in front of the house?”

“Ah, freshwater… right?”

“There’s no way there’d be seawater in the middle of a forest like this.”

“That may be true, but I feel like common sense doesn’t really apply here.”

“To this extent, it’s common sense.”

They washed the crops that were covered in dirt.

A basket of tomatoes, which will be the main ingredient, as well as six firm onions, six potatoes and six sweet potatoes, a head of cabbage, ten pea pods, a small pumpkin, and three carrots.

“… … .”

“… … .”

Each one was a big one, so they gathered together to form a small hill.

“… Was it a bit too much?”

“I was going to tell you that I don’t think this is right.”

“I hope you enjoyed it too.”

“That… that’s true.”

Because it reminded him of the old days, it took a while for Isser to realize that something was wrong with the situation.

And when I realized it, the hill was already being completed. It was too late to regret.

Isser smiled awkwardly.

“If this continues, we’ll have three large pots.”

“No matter how many jokes there are, they’re only one pot.”

“… … .”

“… I think it might stretch a bit as I make it… .”

Since I enjoy cooking by roughly throwing in a bunch of ingredients based on feeling rather than measuring out the exact amount of ingredients and being thorough in my cooking, the amount of food I cook often increases to an absurd level.

Aria looked at it and said, ‘The stew is multiplying.’

“…hmm….”

Geo was upright.

“Once you make it, you can eat it over time or share it with your neighbors.”

“I don’t know, but where is the neighboring house? Beyond this forest?”

“You could also say that Isser’s ‘Temple of the Deep Sea’ is my neighbor.”

“Your neighborhood is really wide-ranging. I am impressed by your inclusiveness.”

“You may not see it now, but if you go in front of the picture frame, you will sometimes get a neighbor.”

“Oh, like that… .”

Isser, who had been nodding, froze for a moment.

“…did you share it with humans?”

“Isn’t it cute?”

“I can’t say that it’s not true, but what about those weak humans who would melt if put in seawater?”

“What could be the problem?”

“that is….”

Isser, who had been hesitating, said.

“… Such a gift seems excessive to humans.”

“Don’t humans have the right to share my cooking?”

“It may sound a bit strange to say it like that, but I guess that’s true, right?”

“Didn’t you say, Teacher, that people shouldn’t discriminate against each other over what they eat, Isser?”

“… Of course, that is true, but… .”

Isser stopped talking and pursed his lips.

‘… There is no way that food created by God could be an ordinary gift to humans.’

Isser still doesn’t know exactly what kind of being Geo is. However, he is the so-called second sun god who inherited the divinity of the sun god, and aside from that trait, he is a being of a distant class whose ‘portrait’ seems to be the basis.

‘Can such a being cook ordinary food?’

People usually say that when they see something like that, it’s a holy relic.

What if it was not an ordinary object that could only be appreciated or touched, but an edible food… Humans used to call it the selection of God. It was creating saints and saintesses.

“… … .”

“Isser?”

“… Well, it’s in the form of a tomato stew, so it’s hard to say what to say.”

“It’s stew, what else is there to say?”

“No, it is food anyway. What the teacher said is true.”

Since his days as a human, Giovanni has often done things that go beyond common sense and limitations. It wouldn’t be so strange if he were to go around sprinkling tomato stew, which is almost like a sacred relic, on Earthlings.

“But I still feel jealous. It’s twisted in my mind that humans receive such kindness from the teacher.”

“Is it really that bad of a decision to share some food?”

Giovanni shrugged.

“This kind of thing happened often when I lived in Edlan Village.”

“Those wicked authors who ate that delicious food and then ended up betraying me… .”

“Eat one more tomato.”

As a mermaid who is bound to be a big eater due to her physical structure, Isser did not refuse the food Geo gave her. It was a really delicious tomato.

“But I think the quantity will still increase.”

“If there is anything left after sharing, shouldn’t you take care of it?”

“Why… why don’t we solve that?”

“… … .”

Geo looked at Isser carefully.

“… … .”

“…excuse me….”

“As expected, you’re too skinny.”

“Teacher, most mermaids have this body type.”

“This teacher is in a bad mood because he is so skinny.”

“It didn’t get that skinny.”

Even before, Giovanni had been unable to bear to see people starving, but for some reason, his big hands seemed to have grown even bigger since he hadn’t seen them before. Isser recalled Giovanni smiling faintly, saying, “I wish everyone would turn into pigs.”

‘How can a person not change this much? No, it seems like it’s gotten worse… .’

Leaving Isser behind, Geo began his next task.

“It’s time to cut it now. Isser, if it’s okay with you, would you please check the condition of the club or trumpet?”

“… Oh, yes. I’ll change the water and then go to the kitchen.”

“Please come slowly.”

Geo entered the hut carrying a huge hill of vegetables.

“… … .”

“Oh, Aria. Have you been resting well?”

“… What on earth are you planning to make? Are you planning to donate stew to the poor?”

“No, we’re going to eat it.”

“Geo, I always say this, but we are a species that cannot become pigs. Mermaids’ bodies do not change easily. Even my research is having a hard time.”

“You shouldn’t be so confined by your own limitations.”

Geo, who had encouraged his former student who had returned to adulthood, placed all the vegetables on the kitchen table. There were so many ingredients that the sound of them churning, not thumping, echoed throughout the cabin.

Dana, who was being fondled by a teddy bear, jumped up onto the table.

“Ryujonjon?”

“Are you going to eat it now? It’s not cooked yet. Are you worried that it will cause diarrhea?”

“Ryujonjonjonjonjeom?”

“Oh, wait a minute, no.”

“Mm-m.”

Dana ran away with a sweet potato in her mouth.

“… You have a clear sense of purpose, my daughter. When you grow up, you will become a great hunter.”

Soon, Honey flew in and landed on his shoulder.

“Gulp?”

“Are you here to steal the ingredients too?”

“Kung.”

“Yeah, I like to eat cooked food.”

Geo nodded once and started preparing the ingredients.

“I think it would be better to start by frying the onions.”

The method of making stew varied from household to household. Some households first fried the meat to be used in the stew, while others started with onions to add flavor.

Some people also stew the tomatoes first to create a rich flavor, but Geo prefers to sauté the onions in butter first.

“That way, the savory flavor of the onions will be fully enhanced.”

“Crunch?”

“Meat? If you fry the meat first, the broth will stick to the bottom of the pot and the broth will taste better, but I thought it would be similar if you browned it in another pan anyway… I put the onions in first.”

Especially in the case of stainless steel pots, the condition was not satisfactory, and sometimes the bottom would burn first. As Geo is not a professional cook, he often made mistakes.

“The combination of onion and butter is definitely the most stable.”

The same goes for tomatoes.

“You don’t necessarily have to boil the tomatoes first, the moisture will evaporate as you boil them, and since you’ll be adding the tomatoes after the onions, I don’t think there’s much of a difference.”

“Kururuk, gurgling.”

“Oh, of course, if you want the flavor of roasted tomatoes, it would make sense to put them in first. But if you make tomato paste in advance, you can always add it later.”

“Gurr?”

“… I don’t have any paste prepared right now.”

Tomato paste, simply put, was a sauce with a very strong tomato flavor. It was like making a paste that was thick and thick to suit the taste of a typical household and then diluting it later.

“… … .”

Geo nodded.

“There are more things to make.”

“Kkuk.”

“If you make something like paste, you feel like your heart’s storehouse is more spacious.”

Pickles and sauces were a godsend. If you make them well just once, you will have plenty for a year.

It’s okay to chop the onions small to just add flavor, but it’s also good to chop them a little bigger to help with the texture. The onions that were cooked well in the stew had a fun, soft, crumbly texture.

Geo cut the onion into bite-sized pieces and melted it in a large saucepan with butter.

“The more butter you put in, the better.”

“Huh?”

“Should I call it a pig breeding season?”

The rule of stew is that the more butter you put in, the more meat you put in, the tastier it becomes. Even people who like it because it’s healthy say that it’s only delicious when you put in something bad for your body.

“And then add all the onions….”

Isser, who returned after changing the sunset water, asked.

“Are you thinking of making onion soup?”

“Onion soup is good, but tomato stew is the star today.”

“aha….”

“Please give me some.”

“Yes, sir.”

Geo left the pot to Isser, telling him to stir the onions so they wouldn’t burn and would turn a nice brown color, and then continued preparing the ingredients. Next, of course, were the tomatoes.

‘They’re definitely mushy compared to Earth’s tomatoes.’

It felt like a jelly with elasticity, or a pudding-like feeling. When I pressed the blade hard, it felt like cutting a large jelly, and then slowly and firmly split, which suggested its sticky texture.

“Chopped tomatoes go in.”

“I think the pot is already overflowing.”

“Then let’s add one more, pot.”

“Eventually, it will multiply into three… .”

“Let’s finish on two lines.”

“Please.”

Isser didn’t say anything further and just added another pot.

“I believe.”

“I will repay your trust.”

“I hope it doesn’t overflow.”

As Geo made a short sign of the sun and prayed, the teddy bear that Danawa was playing with in the living room flinched. Geo naturally ignored the sight and continued to groom it.

I peeled the potatoes and cut them into bite-sized pieces. I cut half of the sweet potatoes into long sticks and washed the other half thoroughly and placed them on a colander.

“These sweet potatoes are going to be roasted over a campfire later, okay?”

“Gurrrrrrrrrrrr.”

“You are such a great pig, you are worthy of being my son.”

Geo nodded with a noble smile befitting the highest priest and continued with the next touch.

Peel off the outermost leaves of the cabbage and use the core inside. Turn the cabbage over and stab the root with a knife in a circular motion from the center, and the core will come out.

“If you cut the cabbage with the core removed into roughly 4 pieces, the size will be okay.”

Next, peas.

“Sweet potatoes, peas, and other vegetables are not commonly used on Earth, but Edlan Stew is characterized by its use of a variety of vegetables. The tomatoes used this time are particularly sweet, so it would be okay to add such soft ingredients.”

When you add beans to the stew, the taste of chewing them together with the broth is good. Above all, peas are a crop that gives off a refreshing sweetness and rich nutty flavor once they are cooked.

Sergio loved beans, especially peas.

“And pumpkin too.”

“Kuruk.”

“This one also has a different shape from the one on Earth.”

The pumpkins he harvested were the old, yellowish pumpkins commonly known on Earth, but they were as small as acorn squash. They might not be very sweet, but they would add the unique soft flavor and texture of pumpkins.

“If I wander through this forest, I might find a beehive.”

“What would you like to do, sir?”

“The pumpkin from the garden is not that sweet, but it is soft and has a wonderful rich flavor. If you steam it well and put honey and butter on top, it will be very delicious.”

“That’s good, butter and honey….”

“If you sprinkle a little salt, the flavor deepens even more.”

After answering Isser, Geo started to prepare the pumpkin.

The pumpkin, with its seeds dug out and its skin peeled off, was again cut into appropriately sized pieces. It might be an unfamiliar combination to Earthlings, but surprisingly, the pumpkin soaked in tomato-based broth tasted quite good.

“Peel and cut the carrots….”

The vegetables have been prepared.

“Next up is clams and sausages.”

“The club and trumpet were still spitting out a little mud.”

“Oh, is that so?”

“But after about 20 minutes, I felt like I could finish the sunset.”

“Then, should we start by preparing the sausages and other shellfish?”

Geo brought ham and sausages made from the previous deer meat from the warehouse.

Some of the cuts that had been salted and aged whole became excellent ham, and the sausages that were often grilled boasted the same deep flavor as before.

“First, we need to remove the hard part… .”

The ham had a hard crust, so I cut off all of the outer skin and cut only the red, hardened flesh from the brine into small cubes. For the sausage, I decided to use the minced meat inside after removing the tough intestine casing.

“… But since it takes a lot of work, I feel bad about throwing away the peel.”

“Kurukgururururururu.”

“The more you chew, the more delicious the tripe becomes….”

In the end, I decided to cut the peel into a suitable size and put it in the stew. It was dried and a bit tough, but after boiling it in the hot stew, it would quickly regain its chewiness. This peel had particularly good resilience.

“How is the stew done?”

“I think it will take some time for the vegetables to cook.”

The stew, made with various vegetables and the groundwater of Edlan Village, had a well-cooked texture. Geo nodded, thinking it would take another hour.

“Then let’s put the trimmed meat in one pot.”

“I think you’ll need to keep an eye on the stew to make sure it doesn’t burn, but should I just leave the meat in?”

“Please keep an eye on the pot while I stir-fry.”

After quickly stir-frying the salted meats to bring out the right amount of flavor, Geo put them all in one pot. After simmering for over an hour, you will be able to taste the tender meat.

And the rest of the time I spent cleaning the clams.

“Sun razor clams and black clams are the most delicious when grilled… Just scrape out the flesh from a few and leave the rest alone…”

In particular, black clams were easily overcooked even on low heat, so care had to be taken when controlling the heat. Geo called Aria, who was standing near the kitchen watching him cook, and asked for help.

“Aria, can you help me prepare the grill?”

“…Can I prepare a bonfire like before?”

“I would appreciate it if you could also build a wall so that I can put up the chain link fence.”

“It’s not difficult.”

Aria walked out of the cabin with her teddy bear tucked under her arm.

“…? Why is father…?”

I don’t know why the hell the sun god was dragged there, but I ignored it for now because I thought something funny would happen.

Geo brought in a clam or trumpet clam that had been cleaned thoroughly, then split open its shell, which was similar to a razor clam, and took out its flesh.

A long, plump, fleshy mass was revealed, like a long, flowing pipe.

“… … .”

“Huh?”

“good.”

This is it.

“It tastes good even when eaten raw.”

Geo used a knife to cut off the tough, chewy parts, then sliced ​​the flesh into 1cm thick pieces. He put the light yellow flesh, which was neither too thin nor too thick, into his mouth… .

‘This is romance and paradise.’

The sweet and chewy taste that melted in your mouth was no joke.

“ah….”

Can’t I just eat this raw?

A plate of sweet raw fish in clean Cheongju. It was an irresistible temptation for Giovanni, a man in his 30s who was reported dead.

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