268 Kokuri Sauce
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“This meat is good… But I want some more! A bit is not enough!” Cried Nepheline, complaining like a little girl.
“Come on, we can make our own skewered meat later.” Said Shade.
“Nin, did you liked it?” Asked Zack.
“Yeah, it was very good… I had never tasted something so flavorful before.” Said Ninhursag. “This fermented bean must be very rare or something…”
“Well if the bottle of sauce costs over a silver coin I am dead sure it is something expensive.” Said my father.
In the time we spent eating the skewered meat, we have already bought a few basic things in the way to the shop where they sold sauce. My mother was incredibly quick at buying stuff, and nothing escaped her discerning eyes either, many people tried to scam her by selling her fruits that were rotten inside and vegetables that were quite old, but she rejected them and even exposed them in public whenever they were too insistent, she was very scary.
In these twenty minutes, we got a lot of fresh tomatoes, around twenty kilograms of it, which was two whole sacks of it, alongside thirty kilograms of potatoes that were three sacks, my mother also got carrots, twenty kilograms, and a lot of cabbage, lettuce, onions, garlic, and other fruits and vegetables I had never seen before, which my mother found interesting.
“Look, this is a Purple Basin, this is a special tuber that is purple colored, they’re incredibly sweet when boiled, and can be made into tasty jam.” Said my mother, showing me what looked like an onion outside, and inside was similar to an orange, it had a strong and fragrant smell, and was completely purple inside and outside.
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“Oooh, sounds nice, maybe you can make pie out of it?” I wondered.
“Yeah, I had thought about it. In the Atlanta Continent you’ll see even more different vegetables and fruits there, there is a tremendous variety in that place… How about you start a small little orchard? I am sure that your innate magic ability to enhance plants growth and quality could come super handy. We could grow our own veggies like we did back home.” Said my mother.
“Sounds like a good idea! I’ll help growing the veggies!” I said. With the power of Agriculture at Level 10, I have begun to wonder how I could enhance plants without accidentally turning them into monsters. Its all about intent at the end, and how much mana I administrate.
When I force a plant to grow insanely big, I also force their entire metabolism to develop quickly, meaning that they tend to dry out and die in a couple of hours, even if turned into monsters. This is why the instant growth of plants is only useful in mostly fights or daily life things, but for long-term plantations, it will only ruin the plants lives, so I need to do it slowly and carefully, just like how I grew Yggdra.
“I guess we’ll have to start from zero in there, but I have bought the seeds for most of the plants we had there so we can regrow them.” Said my father. “Well, it still some time until then, so let’s take our time leisurely for now. Oh, look, this is the shop.”
When we reached the shop, we were greeted by an old man selling the sauce, he seemed to be on his late 80’s, and was rather energetic despite his old appearance, the interior of the shop had large barrels filled with fermenting bean paste which was emanating a very strong odor, there was black liquid coming out of it, which I would assume was the actual sauce.
Wow, we can see the whole process here.
“Ah, welcome, welcome. We don’t get customers so commonly… Oh my, elves! The last time I saw an elf was dozens of years ago… Ah, so pretty as I remember them!” Said the old man, as he slowly walked towards us.
“Good evening, we were told that you sell a special black sauce for meat, is this it?” Wondered my mother, pointing at the barrels.
“Ooh! Yes, yes, but this is still fermenting, you see, they take a lot of days, even years to get it right, but a single barrel can make a lot of bottles.” Said the old man, as he took out a bottle filled with the black sauce from a small container.
“This sauce is made by fermenting beans called Kokuri, they’re a specialty of a tribe of beast-kin that sold it off to us humans long ago, we were taught how to make it as well, and my family has descended from those that were taught how to make it. My father taught me, and the father of my father taught him, like this.” Said the old man.
It seems that the family of this man was the one that has been making this sauce for all this time, it must be an interesting legacy. My mother quickly bought around ten bottles of it without any shame, and the man was drowning in Belts. He was surprised that he sold so much and seemed very thankful as we walked outside.
“Well, let’s wrap things up by buying some other things I want and then let’s go back outside.” Said my mother. She was like the leader of the group, and nobody ever objected against her decisions, I suppose it was pretty much the same when they were all heroes. Mom has always been a strong woman with a personality that has a lot of authority over others. Her sharp eyes are intimidating to see sometimes, they’re both filled with wisdom and a lot of experience.
Well, I know that deep down she likes to be a lovely mother that spoils her daughter, but I also know she’s someone incredibly reliable. I know that as long as I am with my mother, I’ll always be alright… I guess it is a nice feeling, to feel protected.
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