A mid-level (middle-aged) office worker's laid-back industrial revolution in another world - Chapter 188

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The three of them finish listening to Hilda’s explanation.

“…Hmmm… that doesn’t sound very tasty.”

“‘Well, I think meat sauce is delicious because you have it with pasta.

Lay out the pasta and pour the meat sauce over it, then lay out the pasta and pour the meat sauce over it.

If you put it in layers, isn’t it no different than a stew?”

Both the chef and Layla imagined the dish and gave their impressions.

“Ugh…”

Hilda listens with tears in her eyes, “I shouldn’t have said that.”

“…Miss Hilda, why did you decide to make it?”

Takeo asks gently.

“…I thought it would be interesting if the texture of the pasta was… tiered…”

Hilda replied in a fading voice.

“…”

The chef and Layla didn’t listen, but Takeo noticed that she was listening to him in an amusing way without saying anything, and looked at him curiously.

Suddenly, Takeo whirled around with Hilda in his arms.

“Kya!”

“Hilda! Are you a genius? Are you a genius?

Hmmm, Hilda, you’re great.

Then let me show you the perfect dish that Hilda has come up with.”

“Huh?”

The three of them were all surprised.

“Takeo-san? Hilda-chan’s idea will become a dish?

Because… it’s just layered pasta, isn’t it?”

“Layla-san’s idea was just to dress the meat sauce.

But Hilda made it because she wanted to enjoy the texture.

Then you’re cooking it wrong.

I’ll make that happen for you.”

Takeo lowered Hilda to the ground and sat down to Hilda’s eye level.

“Hilda.

It may have failed as a dish, but the idea is fascinating.

I will make it for you, okay?

Chef!”

“yes!”

“Let the cooks figure out what to do with the chicken.

I’ll teach the young lady the wonders of her own ideas.”

“Well… Takeo’s illness has begun…”

The head chef chuckled in disgust.

“Illness…..I think I could understand.”

Layla also chuckled in disgust.

“Illness that’s kind of rude… maybe I won’t make it for you two?.”

“I did not say anything!”

The chef and Layla lost their appetites and quickly withdrew their previous words.

“So, Takeo, what’s that dish called?”

“It’s called ‘lasagna’.

If you are making tomato sauce, please share it with me later.

I’ll make the meat sauce.

I also want to make a white sauce… Do you have any butter left?”

“I’ll make the meat sauce for you.

 Butter…hmm…just barely.

Probably not enough if we use it for the chicken.

….I’ll get the butter now.”

“Thank you.”

“And is there a pasta shop?”

“I’d like to buy some pasta there.”

“Oh, it’s close by. Hilda knows it.”[Read this novel and other amazing translated novels from the original source at the “Novel Multiverse dot com” website @ novelmultiverse.com]

“All right, I’ll take you.”

“Oh, please. Oh, what should I tell my wife…”

“I’ll go and tell mom!” Hilda said.

“Well, dinner will be late, but please bring back the lasagna as a gift.

Chef and Hilda, you could have some, but we’ll eat it in the kitchen.”

“Takeo, are you sure?”

“What? You know I don’t keep my cooking a secret, right?

This time I’m going to teach Hilda the answers to her ideas.

As long as Hilda is satisfied, I’m fine with it.”

“No… but… well… if Takeo says it’s good…”

The head chef was puzzled.

“So this is what the Elvis family’s daily life is like now, huh?”

Layla looked at him happily.

“Well, Hilda and I are going to do some shopping before we leave.”

“Okay, I’ll go back with the chef first.”

“Are you okay?”

“It’s my parents’ town, you know. I’m fine.”

“I understand.

Chef, please.”

“Oh, okay.

I’ll be back without stopping.”

“And… ma’am!”

“Yes, yes, what’s the matter? Kitamizato-sama.”

“We’ll be leaving soon.

“I’m sorry to have to ask this, but please deliver the rest of the apples to the head chef when you have time.”

“Yes, I understand.

One silver coin is all you need to pay.”

“That’s very generous of you, ma’am.”

Takeo paid the bill.

“I’ll give you a discount to celebrate your first victory.”

“Thank you very much. I’ll be back.”

“Please anytime.”

Takeo, Layla, the chef, and his son left the restaurant.

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When I walked in the door, Frederick was just there.

“Welcome back, Takeo-sama.

Welcome, Miss Hilda.”

“Frederick-san, thank you for your hard work. I’m back.”

“Oh… I’m sorry to disturb you…”

Takeo greeted Frederick as usual, while Hilda greeted him nervously.

“I have heard of you.

The Lord was briefed by Miss Leila and said, ‘Don’t worry about greeting me here, just take care of dinner’.”

“Yes, I understand, and the chief soldier will be here later to report on the remaining work.”

“That’s great, thank you.”

“Now, the two of us will head for the kitchen.”

“I heard there will be a new dish this time?”

“Yes, it will be baked in the oven, so it may be a little hot, but I think it’s appropriate for this time of year.

I’d like you to eat it before it gets cold, so I’ll make it at the end of dinner.

I’ll probably be able to make it for everyone in the mansion a little before dinner.”

“Okay, sir. I’ll come by when the time is right.”

“I always get nervous when Frederick and the chef are eating,” Takeo said.

“Oh? Is that so? You seemed so confident.”

Frederick answered cheerfully.

“I’m always worried that the food will taste bad.”

“Hmm. It’s alright for now.

I can trust Takeo-sama’s cooking, so I can eat with peace of mind.

I’m giving you credit where credit is due though.”

“That’s very kind of you.

…I’ll do my best and make everyone say it’s delicious this time, too.”

“I’m counting on you.”

“I’ll try my best to answer.

Then I’ll go make it.”

“Yes, sir.”

Takeo and Hilda went to the kitchen.[Read this novel and other amazing translated novels from the original source at the “Novel Multiverse dot com” website @ novelmultiverse.com]