The Archmage’s Restaurant

# 8

Chapter.3 Chicken and Palenque

“Whoa!”

“What is it?”

“I looked at them one by one and my eyes hurt.”

Even Palencury, which is so fast that humans can’t catch it, can’t escape the dragon’s sight. But it seems there are side effects. Rurin began rubbing her eyes vigorously with both hands, as if she were in pain. Is it because I used too much dragon power in a human body?

“Okay, good job. “Come here and I’ll treat you well.”

There is nothing good about rubbing it together. He stopped by holding Lulin’s hand and slightly blew air on it. Then the reaction was fierce.

“Kyahahaha! Tickle!”

“Why are you showing your face more when you say it tickles?”

“It tickled, but I didn’t say I didn’t like it. “Blow more!”

“Ugh. Okay, ho-ho-okay? “I’m busy, so let’s go back quickly.”

“You are always lazy in finishing things. The girl who was your former colleague said. A man who is quick to finish things should not be interacted with. “I told him to be careful because a man like that would definitely end up being sloppy when mating.”

“what? “What on earth did she say to the dragon?”

“Your lips are twitching now! “I know that’s what you do when you’re stabbed.”

“No!”

“Okay. I told her that it was okay to have a weak ending. Hi-Hi.”

“What are you doing?”

I ignored the dragon who was talking nonsense and returned to the restaurant.

Because there is no sting at all.

Today is a very busy day so I just ignore it.

Cooking for 14 people is not as easy as it sounds. After entering the kitchen with 11 Palenques, Lurin naturally headed to the magic refrigerator.

“After work, it’s always beer!”

Come to think of it, isn’t beer usually what dwarves like? Well, the problem started with me, who tamed the dragon by offering it beer. Honestly, there’s nothing wrong with it as long as you don’t get drunk like you did three days ago. All you have to do is stop drinking soju.

I promised not to disturb her while she was working, so Lurin started playing with Beer and I started grooming Palenque.

That alone took a long time.

I was planning to fry 5 of them with the bones in like I did last time, and I was planning to remove the bones of the rest and make them into boneless chicken.

Anyway, the method is the same. The only difference is that the bones are separated. It is the same as marinating and making batter by mixing corn flour, monton mushroom powder, mushroom powder, frying powder, and wheat flour. Because it was a large amount, it took quite some time. When I came to my senses, the morning was instantly erased and it was lunch time.

Palenque is not the only thing to prepare. A spicy dish requested by Miltein.

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Peppers exist in this world too. Under the name Chieri, it is not much different from modern peppers.

However, since Miltein intentionally asked for it, I wanted to serve a dish that had an impact beyond just being spicy.

As I was thinking about what spicy food would go well with chicken dishes, one thing came to mind.

One of my hobbies is summoning and eating modern ramen. Compared to when I moved here, it seems like there are quite a lot of different types of ramen in modern times.

Among the ramen summoned at random, the one that shocked me the most was the Buldakbokki O ramen.

Ramen with an unrivaled spiciness among ramen. To be honest, it’s hard for me too. I remember having a hard time calming down my mouth after eating it once.

Still, if you like spicy food, this is a ramen that will appeal to you. Because it has an addictive taste that makes you want to keep eating something spicy.

Once you serve it, if it seems too spicy, just neutralize the taste.

When mixed with other ramen, such as stir-fried cheese O or black bean ramen, the spiciness was significantly neutralized.

Of course, I have no intention of selling ramen in restaurants. Because it is already processed food.

Considering Miltein’s feelings, I plan to offer it as a food sold only once.

After coming to a conclusion, I went to the food warehouse and brought out some Buldak-bokki O noodles that had not passed their expiration date.

It’s been a while since I thought of boiling it. Inspection is essential before putting it out. Even I had only tried it once, so I needed to taste it one more time to be sure.

For that reason, I boiled the water first and threw in the noodles. I glanced outside the kitchen to see Lulin lying on his stomach on the table, holding a beer can in his hand. Feeling relieved that there was no interruption, I continued cooking the ramen.

Take out the boiling noodles, add the sauce again and stir-fry. Thanks to this, the smell began to irritate the inside of the restaurant. Rurin, who must have woken up to the smell, jumps up with her black hair flying and blinks as she looks into the kitchen.

“Delicious smell…”

He stumbles and walks into the kitchen, as if drunk by the smell. In front of me was a bowl of spicy chicken noodles. Lurin glared at the spicy chicken noodle.

“Is this lunch today?”

“No, wait. “This is not it.”

“What is it? “Does it smell good?”

“You’re not good at eating spicy food.”

Black Dragon, who became human, was not very good at eating spicy food. However, perhaps because he was lured by the smell, he showed great curiosity about fried noodles today.

“Are you trying to eat delicious food alone? “It’s impossible.”

With his eyes shining, he picked up a fork, picked up a piece of red noodles, and brought it to his mouth.

“Tsk tsk tsk.”

The sound of chewing noodles.

“Is this okay?”

Place the noodles in your mouth and mumble.

And 5 seconds.

4 seconds.

3 seconds.

A violent reaction occurred before the count was up.

“Spicy! “It’s spicy!”

His face turned red and he started running around, eventually running out. I grabbed the milk and chased after her.

“It’s spicy, it’s spicy! Aaaah! Breath comes out! “I’m going to explode everything!”

“Swallow your breath and drink this. “It will get better.”

Suddenly.

Suddenly.

Suddenly.

Although milk doesn’t neutralize the spiciness, I think it at least calms my burning mouth. That’s how I feel.

The sound of a dragon drinking milk is heard. He drank the whole pack and collapsed on the ground, panting as if it was too spicy.

“you idiot. Look. I told you not to eat it. “It is a sin of not trusting.”

“still. It looked delicious! Ah! I still feel tingly. “I feel like I swallowed the Red Dragon’s breath!”

“That feels amazing.”

After calming Lurin, who was almost in tears, and giving her a proper lunch, we entered the battlefield again.

***

Time always flows steadily. The banquet time quickly arrived.

The first to appear was Miltain.

He comes into the restaurant and suddenly lunges at me.

With both eyes shining.

I guess it was a gift that was requested from me. In other words, it seems that expectations for spicy dishes are very high. It came so close that I felt uncomfortable, so I had to take a step back. I have no intention of bumping into a man’s face. It was almost that distance when Miltain approached.

“The seniors are coming up from behind. Is the dish you asked for ready at that time? I was curious about that, so I took the first step! Can I really satisfy my senior? Even though it may seem like this, it’s all thanks to you that I was able to work with determination…”

“Don’t worry about that. “If you’re asked to cook, you have to do it to be professional.”

“That’s reassuring. Hahaha”

Miltain smiled with a relieved face and came closer to me again.

Why did you feel so burdened from earlier? As I was making a troubled expression, I heard a gruff voice coming from behind me.

“Hey! I came. Are you saying there’s a beer party going on here? “I can’t fall into that kind of situation.”

The main character of the voice was Mr. Knoll.

“What does Mr. Knoll have to do with the mercenary company dinner?”

Thanks to Mr. Knoll’s approach, Miltein slowly moves away. And this time Mr. Knoll came close.

“What dude? The mercenaries coming today are the ones I worked with. Is there any reason why I shouldn’t come? Also, you said you saved Palenque? “If you saved it, say you saved it!”

“Honey, can you only say that? “Anyway, it’s a big deal.”

Fortunately, Mr. Raine joined the conversation, grabbing Mr. Knoll by the back. She smiled softly, pushed Mr. Knoll aside, and opened her mouth to me.

“Never mind. This is just what Lee says. Last time you said you needed Palenque, right? “I asked everywhere and made a fuss, saying that I really wanted to save him because I had already received help, but he was only doing this because he was upset because I heard that he had already been saved.”

“what? “This damn woman’s wife!”

“Did you just say yes to this guy’s female side?”

“When did I? “Did you hear that?”

Mr. Knoll begins to perform a skit. I nodded. Of course, I have to take Laine’s side here.

“Did you hear that?”

“What dude!”

“My wife said she wants to starve tomorrow, so I understand.”

“I’ve never done anything like that!”

Mr. Knoll is embarrassed. It can be said that self-employed people feel sorry for themselves.

“It’s okay. “It was actually a mistake that I couldn’t tell you even after saving Palenque.”

“no. You’re so busy! Oh, and the reason we came here was because we were invited by Mr. Ment. “We made a reservation for 14 people, but two of them couldn’t come due to unforeseen circumstances, so I think they invited us instead.”

“Oh, so that was the reason? Even if it’s not like that, you two are always welcome. Especially Mr. Layne.”

“Oh my, you speak so well.”

Ms. Layne patted her husband on the back and started laughing.

“Anyway, welcome back. In fact, I was lucky enough to get the fish because a former colleague discovered the magic that can catch Palenque. Still, when I think about it, I feel somewhat sorry that it wasn’t through a butcher.”

“Oh no, no. We don’t handle palen cue, and it’s not a meat that’s distributed enough to be handled before, so you worked hard to get it and use it in the restaurant. Why are you feeling sorry for us? LC too.”

“ha ha ha.”

I felt embarrassed and scratched the back of my head. Then Mr. Knoll, who was frowning, sat down at the bar table and shouted.

“joy. Surely that doesn’t matter. But the problem is that if you wanted something like that, you should have tasted it first. Isn’t that right? There are less people, there are less people. “I’m in a bad mood, so bring me some soju!”

He throws harsh words and looks for soju. Mr. Knoll has already become a soju lover. Mr. Laine began to scold me, telling me to speak politely. Let’s get some soju.

“hello!”

After serving soju to Mr. Knoll, Mr. Ment, the main character, finally entered the store leading the mercenaries. Miltein, who was standing in the back unable to join in on the conversation, runs to Mr. Ment.

A restaurant where 14 people gathered. Thanks to this, the restaurant was full for the first time since opening. Since people are gathered, we have to serve food. I started cooking Palenque right away.

“Lurin! “Can you get some beer for the guys?”

A situation where hands are not empty. I wanted to borrow the dragon’s hand, so I called out to the dragon, who was crouching in front of the refrigerator and drinking beer.

It’s nice that she naturally steps aside when a customer comes to the restaurant, but she’s never done anything like serving.

“Are you asking Lurin-sama to serve a human now? Didn’t you work during the day earlier? “I think I have done enough to make a living, as you say.”

“Is this really a restaurant job? You said you understood that we should run a restaurant together? Did you hate it? “Do I do it alone?”

“Your and my restaurant?”

“okay.”

“Hehe, my thoughts have changed. Sometimes it would be good to try to empathize with human feelings. Actually, I think I heard from an elder that that’s what entertainment is.”

“I’m glad that the changes in feelings are so varied.”

After answering Lurin, I unfolded the protective shield and started frying the chicken, or Palenque, that I had prepared. I can hear the mercenaries’ conversation through my ears.

I glanced at him and saw that the beard-covered mercenary sitting next to Mr. Ment was the first to speak. His beard is so thick that even Mr. Knoll can’t keep up with him.