The Artist Who Paints Dungeon-Chapter 90

A basket of tomatoes, which would be the main ingredient, as well as six onions, potatoes, and sweet potatoes with firm seeds, a head of cabbage, ten peas, a small pumpkin, and three carrots.

“.......”

“.......”

The large seeds gathered together to form a small hill.

“...Was it a bit much?”

“I was going to tell you that this wasn’t quite right.”

“I enjoyed it too.”

“That... That’s right.”

Because he had been thinking about the past, Yser realized after a long time that something was wrong with the situation.

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

Yser laughed awkwardly.

“If this continues, three large pots will be enough.”

“Even if I joke, it’ll only be one pot at most.”

“.......”

“...It seems like it’ll increase a bit as you make it....”

Since Geoda enjoyed cooking by roughly throwing in various ingredients based on feeling rather than measuring the exact amount of ingredients, the amount often increased absurdly during the cooking process.

Aria would say, ‘The stew is multiplying’ while watching it.

“...Hmm....”

Geo was confident.

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

“I don’t know, but where is your neighbor? Beyond this forest?”

“Isser’s ‘Deep Sea Temple’ can also be considered my neighbor.”

“Your neighbors are really wide. I’m amazed at your inclusiveness.”

“You can’t see it now, but sometimes you’ll have neighbors if you go in front of the picture frame.”

“Oh, like that....”

Isser nodded and froze for a moment.

“...You shared it with humans?”

“No?”

“I can’t say no, but with those weak humans who melt in seawater?”

“What could be the problem?”

“That is....”

Isser hesitated and said.

“...I think humans deserve such a gift.”

“Do humans not deserve to share my cooking?”

“It may sound strange to say that, but isn’t it so?”

“You said that people shouldn’t discriminate against each other based on what they eat, Isser.”

“...Of course, that’s true, but...”

Isser bit his lips as he spoke.

‘...There’s no way that food made by a god could be an ordinary gift to humans.’

Isser still didn’t know exactly what kind of being Geo was. However, he was the second sun god who inherited the divinity of the sun god, and even aside from that trait, he was a being of a distant class whose foundation seemed to be ‘portrait.’

‘Can such a being cook ordinary food?’

Most people would call such things holy relics.

Especially if it wasn’t an ordinary object that could be simply admired or touched, but food that could be consumed... Humans used to call it the selection of the gods. It was creating saints and saintesses.

“.......”

“Isser?”

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

“It’s stew, what else is there?”

“No, anyway, it’s food. What you 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 spread tomato stew, which was almost like a sacred relic, on Earthlings now.

“But I still feel jealous. It’s twisted for humans to receive such favor from you, teacher.”

“Is it really twisted for me to share a dish?”

Giovanni shrugged.

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

“The wicked people who ate that delicious dish and ended up betraying me....”

“Eat another tomato.”

As a mermaid who couldn’t help but be a big eater due to her physical structure, Isser didn’t refuse the food Geo gave her. It was a really delicious tomato.

“But I think the quantity will increase.”

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

“Why... why should we take care of it, that?”

“.......”

Geo looked at Isser carefully.

“.......”

“...Over there....”

“As expected, you’re too skinny.”

“Teacher, most mermaids are like this.”

“If you’re so skinny, I don’t like it.”

“You’re not so skinny.”

Giovanni had never seen a person starving before, but for some reason, his big hands seemed to have grown even bigger since he hadn’t seen them before. Isser thought of Giovanni smiling faintly, saying, “I wish everyone would turn into pigs.”

‘How can people not change this much? No, it seems to have gotten worse... .’

With that Isser, Geo started his next task.

“Now we have to cut it. Isser, if it’s okay, would you please check the condition of the club or the trumpet?”

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

“Please come slowly.”

Geo carried a mountain of vegetables and entered the hut.

“.......”

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

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

“No, we’re going to eat it.”

“Geo, I always tell you that we are a species that cannot become pigs. Mermaids’ bodies don’t change easily. Even my research is difficult.”

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

Geo, who had encouraged his former student who had suddenly returned to adulthood, placed all the vegetables on the kitchen table. The amount of ingredients was so much that the rumbling sound, not a thud, echoed throughout the cabin.

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

“Ryujonjon?”

“Are you going to eat it now? It’s not cooked yet, so I wonder if it’ll be okay.”

“Ryujonjonjonjonjonjjeom?”

“Oh, wait a minute.”

“Muung.”

Dana ran away with a sweet potato in her mouth.

“...Your sense of purpose is clear, my daughter. You’ll become a great hunter when you grow up.”

Soon after, Honey flew over and sat on her shoulder.

“Gurururuk?”

“Are you here to steal the ingredients too?”

“Kung.”

“Yeah, it’s better to eat something cooked.”

Geo nodded once and started preparing the ingredients.

“First, I think it would be good to fry the onions.”

The method of making stew varied from household to household. Some houses fry the meat for the stew first, while others start with the onions to add flavor.

Some places also simmer the tomatoes first to give it a rich flavor, but Geo preferred to fry the onions in butter first.

“That way, the flavor of the onions really comes out.”

“Crunch?”

“Meat? If you fry the meat [N O V E L I G H T] first, the broth will stick to the bottom of the pot and the broth will taste even better, but I thought it would be similar if you put it in after it’s been charred in another pan anyway... I put the onions first.”

Especially in the case of stainless steel pots, there were times when the bottom burned first, even though it wasn’t in a satisfactory condition. Geo, who wasn’t a professional cook, often made mistakes.

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

The same goes for tomatoes.

“Even if you don’t simmer the tomatoes first, the moisture evaporates while boiling, and since you’ll be putting the tomatoes in after the onions, I don’t think there’s much of a difference.”

“Kururuk, gururuk.”

“Ah, of course, if you want the flavor of roasted tomatoes, it would be more reasonable to put that in first. But if you make tomato paste in advance, you can always put it in later.”

“Kururuk?”

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

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

“.......”

Geo nodded.

“I’ve made a lot.”

“Kuk.”

“When you make things like paste, you feel like your heart’s storage is full.”

Pickles and sauces were a blessing in disguise. If you make them well once, you’ll have plenty for a year.

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

Jeo cut the onions into appropriate sizes and melted the butter in a large pot.

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

“Kk?”

“Should I call it a pig’s genitals?”

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 tastes better when you put in bad things.

“And put all the onions in....”

Isser, who came back after changing the water, asked.

“Are you thinking of making onion soup?”

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

“Aha....”

“Stir it.”

“Yes, sir.”

Geo left the pot to Isser and told him to stir the onions so they don’t burn and turn a nice brown color, and continued preparing the ingredients. Next, of course, was the tomato.

‘It’s definitely more squishy than Earth’s tomatoes.’

It felt like a jelly with elasticity, or maybe pudding. When I pressed the blade hard, it felt like cutting a large jelly, and then slowly and steadily split, which made me anticipate its sticky texture.

“The chopped tomatoes are going in.”

“I think the pot is already overflowing.”

“Then let’s add one more, pot.”

“It’ll eventually multiply to three....”

“I’ll end it at two.”

“Please.”

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

“I trust you.”

“I will repay your trust.”

“I hope it doesn’t overflow.”

When Geo made a short sign of the sun and prayed, the teddy bear that was playing with Danah in the living room flinched. Naturally ignoring the sight, Geo continued to work.

He peeled the potatoes and cut them into bite-sized pieces. He cut half of the sweet potatoes he had pulled out into long sticks and washed the other half well and placed them on a colander.

“I’m going to roast these sweet potatoes over a campfire later, okay?”

“Kururururururur.”

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

Geo nodded with a noble smile worthy of the highest priest and continued to work.

After peeling the cabbage, he peeled off the outermost leaves and used the core. 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 roughly cut the cabbage with the core out into quarters, the size will be fine.”

Then peas.

“Sweet potatoes and peas are not commonly used on Earth, but Edlan stew is characterized by a variety of vegetables. The tomatoes used this time are especially sweet, so it would be okay to add soft ingredients like these.”

When you add beans to the stew, the taste of the broth and the chewy texture is good. Above all, peas are a crop that gives off a refreshing sweetness and rich savory flavor when cooked.

Sergio especially liked peas among beans.

“And pumpkins.”

“Crunch.”

“This one is different from the ones on Earth.”

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

“If you wander around this forest, you might find a beehive.”

“What are you going to make, sir?”

“The pumpkin from the garden isn’t that sweet, but it’s soft and savory. If you steam it well and put honey and butter on top, it’ll be very delicious.”

“That’s good, butter on honey....”

“If you sprinkle a little salt, the flavor will be much deeper.”

After answering Isser, Geo started to prepare the pumpkin.

He dug out the seeds and peeled the pumpkin, and cut it into appropriately sized pieces. It might be an unfamiliar combination to Earthlings, but surprisingly, the pumpkin soaked in tomato-based broth tasted quite good.

“I peeled and cut the carrots too....”

He finished preparing the vegetables.

“Next, clams and sausages.”

“The clubs and trumpets were still spitting out some mud.”

“Oh, really?”

“But I think I’ll be able to finish the sunburn in about 20 minutes.”

“Then shall we start by cleaning the sausages and other shellfish?”

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

Some of the parts that had been salted and aged in whole pieces had become excellent hams, and the sausages that were often grilled had the same deep flavor as before.

“First, we should remove the hard parts....”

After cutting off the outer skin of the ham that had hardened hard, he cut off only the red, hardened flesh from the salting into small cubes. For the sausages, he decided to use the minced meat inside with the tough intestine casing removed.

“...But it’s a shame to throw away the skin because it’s so much work.”

“Kuruk gururururururu.”

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

In the end, he decided to cut the skin into an appropriate amount and put it in the stew. It was a little tough because it was dried out, but it would quickly regain its chewiness after boiling it in the hot stew. This shell was particularly resilient.

“How is the stew going?”

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“It seems like it will take some time for the vegetables to cook.”

The stew, made by boiling 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 we need to keep watching the stew so that the bottom doesn’t burn, but should we put the meat in as is?”

“I’ll fry it, so keep watching the pot.”

After quickly frying the salted meats to bring out the right amount of flavor, Geo put them all in one pot. After boiling them for over an hour, they would have a soft texture.

And he spent the remaining time preparing the clams.

“Sun-sun clams and black clams are the most delicious when grilled... Just scrape out the flesh of a few, and leave the rest as is....”

Black clams in particular were easily cooked even on low heat, so they had to be careful about 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 just prepare the campfire like before?”

“I would appreciate it if you could also build a wall so that I can hang the wire mesh.”

“It won’t be difficult.”

Aria walked out of the cabin with the teddy bear by her side.

“...? Why is my father...?”

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

Geo brought in a club or trumpet clam that had been completely dried, washed it once, and split open the shell, which was similar to a clam, to take out the flesh.

The flesh was large and mushy, like a long scallop.

“.......”

“Kk?”

“Okay.”

This is it.

“It’s delicious even when eaten raw.”

Geo cut off the tough, chewy part with a knife, then sliced ​​the flesh into 1cm thick pieces. When he put the light yellow flesh, which was neither too thin nor too thick, in his mouth... .

‘This is romance and paradise.’

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

“Ah....”

Can’t I just eat this raw?

A piece 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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