Have a Meal Before You Go

When Cheolho arrived at the rice house and opened the door, I felt a strange energy.

Cheolho tilts his head. It was not an ominous feeling, but rather a favorable and cozy feeling.

Who is it?

When Cheolho opened the door, there was a woman standing inside the rice restaurant who had never seen her before.

“Well……"

Chulho put the merchandise on the floor. Then I looked at her with my arms closed.

She looked like an adult woman. He looked like a person, but definitely not a person.

It has wings on its back. From a distance, I thought I could see a huge dragonfly standing vertically.

He's about a meter tall.

The woman stares at the helmet and flaps her wings. And greeted Chulho politely.

“Oh, Cheolho! Hello!”

The car watching it from behind shouts.

“What are you, a spirit? Yours?"

“Oh, no. ”

Khan was in a state of great excitement. He sounds very excited, quack! I screamed.

“Tangerine has turned out to be a master of the Spirit Class! ”

* * *

The Spirit was the Spirit of Water.

“My mother was the Blue Dragon. During the exchange between the Water Land of the Blue Dragon clan and the Dragon Mountain of the Red Dragon clan.......”

“I see.”

The dragon society is no different from what we think it is. Except they're very strong compared to humans, and they live a long time, and they think differently.

Anyway, this revealed the identity of tangerines.

Tangerines are blue dragons, masters of the aesthetic class of water.

Tangerine smiled at the elongated ventricle as she looked at the spirit she had summoned, whether she knew it or not. When the tangerine reached out, the spirit lifted the tangerine.

“Mama!"

“Tangerine, that's not you. ”

“Mamma!”

“I'm not your mother. ”

Tangerine enjoyed playing with the Spirit for a long time. The Khan shakes his head and asks.

“That's a higher spirit, isn't it? ”

“That's right."

That's a non-combat mode. The power of a higher spirit in combat mode is really processing.

Spirits are divided into lower, intermediate, and higher classes and there is a Spirit King on top of them. I've never seen a Spirit that summoned a Spirit King before, so a Spirit that can be summoned must have a higher level of margin route.

The individual higher spirits were intelligent organisms with superior intelligence over humans. So you can communicate and do autonomous activities.

To give you an idea of the principle, it is summoned from a multidimensional spiritual system, and the names are unified.

I mean, the water spirit is... Middle. The whole prize is called 'Woundee’ and the Fire Spirit is ha. Medium. The whole prize is called ‘Salamander’.

Spirit system.

It is natural that there is a spirit system where spirits live, just as there is a horse system where the horses live.

Then it means that there are already four dimensions.

Dimensions on Earth, Espan Continent, Magic and Spirit systems.

“Hmm.”

And...

Dimension gaps open, two of which are connected.......?

After thinking about it for a long time, Chulho shook his head.

By the way, that kid's pretty good.

Aesthetics, you've mastered something quite useful.

Essentially, spirits are convenient.

Since there was a useful way to use it in life for each attribute, I thought I would try to master a bit of aesthetics seriously.

Oh, I just remembered.

“Did you teach him how to clean? ”

Khan grins and nods at the floor.

The floor is polished clean enough to be shiny and bare.

“Hmm?"

Suddenly, the tangerines were quiet again, and I looked at them and I painted a picture with crepes on the floor.

Heave-ho!

There are a lot of dragonflies this time. The water spirit was pointing his finger at the picture in front of such a tangerine.

Then, when I finished painting, the Spirit moved his hands and wiped them clean.

“Efficient, too. ”

Chulho chuckles, smiling and muttering.

It's good.

Now that he's awakened his abilities, let's have a party to celebrate.

* * *

A pot full of oil quietly rises up.

Cheolho looks through the materials on the cutting board one by one.

The meat I bought today was raw chicken.

I bought it a while ago and made three basins. But then the boiled chicken, and now I'm going to make fried chicken.

Yeah, it is.

The chicken, which tangerine painted exactly thirty-four times and drooled over was chicken.

“Chicken....... Chicken is good. ”

Thirty years ago, there was a chicken boom in this country.

It seemed like all the chickens were out. Seasoned chicken and liver machines are basic. Chickens with various combinations have become 100 species.

However, Chulho's favorite of all, is the most basic fried chicken.

In fact, chicken is a great food. Roasted, stewed, fried, and stir-fried chicken is delicious. Chickens could also be replaced by monsters, but Cheolho had a preference for visual chickens.

I think chicken dishes have enough meaning in their appearance.

Anyway, come back.

I prefer fried chicken because it is the base of many chickens.

Ramon and chicken are similar in that regard. Should the tuning end be pure? That was the theory of Chulho.

* * *

First, rinse the well-groomed chicken thoroughly once.

Then, spray the milk of the cowhole with salt and pepper and soak it thoroughly. The time is to age between 30 minutes and an hour.

Chulho waited patiently.

“Tangerine! Gigi! Gigi, no! You can't eat that! ”

You hear the sound of Khan desperately stopping Tangerine from eating soap in the bathroom. Chulho grinned.

One day, after aging.

I put the fried powder as it was in the bowl containing milk. Fried dough remains in the milk until it becomes thick dough, then kneaded well.

You see the oil when the dismantled pieces of chicken are crumbling all over your body.

If you put a little dough on top of the oil, you can see the temperature of the oil.

Jagger! If you think about it immediately, you'll pass.

Chulho carefully stuffed the chicken pieces into the oil one by one.

Jabber, jabber, jabber!

The dough that was touching the oil and surrounding the chicken surface began to ripen white. Chulho liked the sound of this oil frying.

Should I say delicious?

So I fry the chicken pieces in oil and wait again.

If you think about it, it's been a long time since I've had chicken.

Cheolho's recipe, in fact, was very compact and simple. Luxurious cotton is invisible and very clumsy.

It was all because I had a lot of time to cook for a short time while playing on the battlefield. The method was ripe for the body.

Bloody Fried Battlefield. There, a meal was just a fuel to survive.

I still wanted to eat something delicious. So I tried somehow with limited materials and tools. A little better, a little better.

Fried in such a place was a great luxury.

Once, oil was precious and the nature of the frying took a long time, there was little chance of eating it.

I heard fried shoes are delicious even if you fry them, but I haven't had a chance to taste them yet, so it's really sad to think about it now.

“Fried.”

Cheolho glances down at the sliding pot and smiles.

The fried chicken in the pot is slowly ripening to look very good.

Rather!

Now let's salvage the chicken.

A "chicken" with deeply fried clothes covered in yellow light.

Fried chicken once, fried once more tastes good. However, because it looks so delicious, Chulho grabs a chicken wing without even knowing it.

Wings are a very tasty part. Particularly fun to eat meat between fine bones, and also to chew and thin only three bones with cartilage.

Well, no.

I bet that's more of a leg than a wing.

The bridge is the culmination of the Chicken Flame Dragon, right? Grab a big chicken leg! chewing the upper part wide.......

Wait a minute, wait a minute.

It's more of a chicken rod than a leg.

Cheolho was more serious than ever. Suddenly, I felt two eyes staring at me and turned my head.

“Heh.”

Tangerine looked at him with her eyes wide open. He seemed very surprised.

“Paa, Oh Ne Ne Ne? niu! Mugs!”

“Today's menu? ”

“Glug glug! Glug glug! Menau! Umur! Umur!”

The word you know is "gun."

Soon, Chulho shook his head and gave a chicken rod to Tangerine.

“Let's eat the rest later. Okay?"

Tangerine grabbed the chicken rod without answering. And I chewed and chewed.

“....... ”

Somehow this guy didn't react. Turned around.

“....... you bastard. ”

The little dragon's eyes wept as if moved.

“Well, is it that good? ”

Tangerine nodded. He was so cute that he bit his lips and stroked his cheeks.

“Wait a little longer. ”

That's how the chicken was done.

Chulho lays paper on a large basket and heaps fried chicken on top. The three chickens piled up like a pile of mountains, making everyone happy to see them.

Chulho bewitched and asked the watchful Khan.

“Khan.”

“Huh? Huh. ”

“In my world, there is a way to know the nature of our opponent while eating chicken together. It reveals who he is. ”

“Hmm?"

Khan argued as if he couldn't be trusted.

“Well, is there a way? Is it magic?"

“No.”

Cheolho tightly folded his arms and asked.

“Here, Khan. Which part will you eat first? ”