Rising from the Slum City of Reincarnation in Another World ~ Gathering, Hunting, and Living a Slow Life by Eating - Chapter 83
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Rising from the Slum City of Reincarnation in Another World ~ Gathering, Hunting, and Living a Slow Life by Eating
Chapter 83 Milk and pudding
On a weekday, during our day off with Minya.
“We’re going to look for something in the outskirts of the Trieste market today.”
“Something to find?”
“A dairy cow or milk, to be exact.”
“Milk, like the one we use! Milk!”
“That’s right.”
So, we search the backstreets of the Trieste market instead of the main street.
Perhaps they sell it normally at the morning market.
Since I don’t often use the morning market, there are many things I’m unsure of.
On weekdays, we have school in the morning, and getting up early is tiresome.
The morning market doesn’t operate on weekends.
I already bought cheese, so there might be a possibility of finding milk somewhere.
We searched around our neighborhood in the eastern district, but it wasn’t there.
Next, we tried the western district, specifically the northwest side.
“Moo, moo.”
There they are, without a doubt.
As I approached, there were only a few of them, but they looked like dairy cows.
The familiar black and white cow pattern.
“Excuse me. I’d like to get some milk.”
“Ah, sure, just a moment.”
From what I gathered, it seems that at this dairy farm, they use half of the total milk for cheese and the other half for butter. They don’t wholesale raw milk.
“Selling milk is tricky because it spoils easily. Dealing with complaints is also troublesome.”
“I understand. I don’t mind any imperfections, so please sell it to me.”
“It’s rare for someone to come directly, so it’s fine.”
So, I was able to purchase the milk.
In the grand scheme of things, it wasn’t a large quantity, but I could buy as much as I wanted. I’m grateful for that.
On that day, I bought ten bottles in small containers to take home.
The price wasn’t as high as I expected.
It’s definitely more expensive than in Japan, but that applies to food in general.
Only with milk, beans, wheat, and salt can you truly appreciate affordability.
As we were leaving, Minya looked at the cows and said.
“Cow! Beef!”
“Well, that’s true, but there weren’t many cows around.”
“I see.”
Minya is quite interested in meat.
Beef is one of those things we’d like to get, but it’s quite challenging.
Unless we happen to have one we raised and can butcher.
There’s also the option of wild buffalo-like species.
I believe they live in groups deep in the western forest.
We walk back with heavy steps.
“Moo, moo, moo~”
Minya sings a peculiar tune, a milk song.
And so, as we return home, the real challenge begins.
We mix milk, eggs, and sugar together.
We start by adding a little water to the sugar and heating it to make caramel.
Even though we know the recipe, if we’re not careful, it can easily burn, so we must stay vigilant.
“The sweet aroma… wow, wow.”
“This is caramel sauce.”
“I see.”
We pour the caramel sauce into the bottom of a cup-like container.
Gently, we pour the milk and egg mixture on top of it.
We arrange the cups in a frying pan filled with water and steam them.
If we accidentally heat it too much before transferring it to the cups, it will solidify at that point.
Just like chawanmushi (savory egg custard), sunny-side-up eggs, or boiled eggs.
On the other hand, gelatin solidifies when heated and then cooled.
But this is a milk and egg pudding.
“Humming, humming, humming.”
Everyone hums along, enjoying the process of steaming.
It’s adorable.
Once again, it’s an unfamiliar song. Mysterious.
In any case, it’s steamed to perfection.
“Alright, it’s done.”
“Great! Can we eat it now?”
“It’s better to chill it first, you know?”
“Aw, darn.”
Now, while Minya and the others are feeling frustrated, I use magic to bring out ice and start chilling the pudding.
The hungry fairies seem like they’re about to pounce any moment now.
“Alright, I think it’s ready.”
“We’re ready to dig in!”
“We’re ready to dig in!”
“Let’s dig in!”
Everyone grabs their spoons simultaneously, and the battle with the pudding begins.
The battlefield becomes intense.
“So delicious!”
“Mmm, so yummy!”
“It’s delicious, meow!”
I made quite a few puddings, but…
Two, three… they quickly disappear.
Due to limited eggs, I couldn’t make a large quantity.
I set aside some for Melun-san and Gid-san, so we’re good on that front. But in no time, the hungry fairies devoured all the puddings.
I managed to have just one in the corner.
“Indeed, pudding is delicious.”
I pour milk and sugar into my dandelion coffee and savor the flavor.
Mmm, it’s a perfect match, pudding and coffee.
While observing the pudding battle, I ponder once again about the revival of Eldania.
To start with, what should I focus on for the revival of Eldania?
Perhaps recruiting citizens. If we advertise in Lanierda, we should be able to attract a certain number of people. But we also need to provide them with food.
Currently, there are mainly caretakers for the gatekeepers of the realm’s army in Eldania, along with a few individuals from that particular shop, and almost no one else. If there were employment opportunities, we could transport food, but finding work in that area again is quite challenging.
Perhaps starting with an inn would be a good idea.
Although there are tent accommodations available, most travelers prefer camping or sleeping in their carriages. Having a proper inn might be desirable.
Although there wasn’t much to see, from what I observed, the Lord’s Manor is still standing strong with minimal damage.
After the monsters invaded the town, it is said that the Lord’s Manor was the only place that managed to defend itself.
It’s a heart-wrenching story, but according to the testimonies of the butlers, the Lord was among the first to flee.
That’s why the Lord’s Manor has suffered little damage, but it is currently unused.
Converting the Lord’s Manor into an inn could be one possible solution.
As long as it doesn’t anger someone in particular.





































