Please Be A Traitor - Chapter 62

We now talked about opening a dessert shop in the garden where tea time was held.

Jeonggwa can be made into a variety of foods, which are made from a variety of crops that are abundant in the Krenberia territories.

Except for wheat, which is widely consumed, the majority of them were collectors items.

Soybeans and rice were also among the items gathered.

The young ladies brought me various items to ask my opinion on.

So I crept into the kitchen at dawn, boiled or roasted them, fried them, and prepared various dishes. And because it was a pain to get everything ready, I didn’t clean up.

It was Tom who just woke up and used them all.

Then on the day, I ran into the chef and his face, which was gloomy like a corpse, was still vivid.

He pleaded for his life that he would not leave Tom alone, so I appointed him as Thalia’s sole attendant.

Nonetheless, his status as a kitchen assistant remained unchanged.

In any case, various rice cakes such as yaksik and yugwa were made in this manner.

The reactions were all positive.

I tried them and picked out things that looked like it wouldn’t suit my taste, but surprisingly I liked them all.

We decided to grow the necessary crops by assigning points for factors such as ease of manufacture, ease of storage, and aesthetic appeal.

Because the weather was already quite warm, I considered collecting them before winter arrived.

Beans and sweet potatoes were the most common crops grown with the Elysium trade in mind. In addition, additional crops for dessert were grown.

That’s a good opportunity because I didn’t have a good reason to learn the elf language and start growing crops from the forest elf.

Nonetheless, I was more concerned about the type of crops.

Sweet potatoes and beans are fine as meal substitutes, but I’m wondering if there will be any issues because they’ve been eating wheat, which was imported from the Empire, as main meals.

It’s better than starving.

Furthermore, there is no dongchimi to go with sweet potatoes or sour kimchi to go with tofu.

Dongchimi on the jangdokdae that I had left behind in my previous life came to mind.

It was after cleaning up the store during the holiday season in preparation for the new year.

I was craving cool and spicy dongchimi and went to jangdokdae with rice bowl.

The sky was blue, but snow was falling. When I looked up at the sky, everything around me was spinning.

I heard the sound of a bowl crashing.

That was my last memory before I died.

The restaurant where I worked was engulfed in inheritance issues, which disrupted business, so employees left one by one.

Even if I tried to hire someone new, I would have to do so on my own for about a month due to inheritance issues.

I reduced my sleep, prepared differently, and tried to fight until the end, but no matter how strong my stamina was, it wasn’t enough.

It was so difficult that I thought I was going to die.

Would I have lived longer if I had stopped cleaning and just rested since I hadn’t had a day off in a long time?

But there were no lingering feelings for me.

It was not only because I had shaken off the lingering feelings from previous incarnations, but also because there was only one thing I regretted even as I collapsed.

‘Dongchimi……’

I felt sorry for the dongchimi I couldn’t eat before my death.

I asked the butler to get me some radishes, but in the empire, it was grass with no name, so no one knew about it, and it was only known as La Panu among botanists.

Finally, based on Salik’s drawing, I had it collected and delivered to the butler, but all of them were cut off, and there were more weeds in the leaves.

I harvested radish from the leaves, salted it, and attempted to make young radish kimchi, but it was bland due to the lack of red peppers in this world.

The chef scoffed at me, saying that pickles should not be made from weeds, and when I pointed it out, he tried to take it away from me.

Then I had to take back to my room what he wanted to throw away, claiming that it was not food.

However, the distinct flavor of radish kimchi, which ripens after being left in the room, was so appealing that I couldn’t bear it.

I couldn’t wait for it to ripen and ate one or two before coming to my senses and eating it all.

When I told Salik about it, he gave me an arm of radish in the next class, despite the fact that it had been confiscated at the mansion’s entrance.

No ingredients were permitted to enter the Duke of Krenberia.

The chef confirmed that eating such bitter things would be harmful to the body and that he would never use them for food, and Salik was unsure about the ingredients, so he couldn’t agree with me.

The radish is sweet in the winter, but the leaves are bitter because it’s getting hot.

Originally, most green vegetables were used when the sun was hot, so it wasn’t a big deal for me, but no one believed me.

Even thinking about it made me feel insane, eating weeds that everyone said they couldn’t eat while eating the best meat every day, but once I tasted it, I felt even more insane.

I couldn’t see Salik’s face because it was still hidden, so I couldn’t tell what he was thinking.

And he was always in trouble when I asked if he had received an answer from Elysium.

I even asked if he had any peppers or cabbages, but Salik didn’t recognize my drawings.

I also inquired about seaweed, kelp, and agar, but since there was no sea in Elysium, he stated that he was unsure about seaweed.

When I noticed Salik leaving the mansion as if he had been kicked out of class, I realized he was not only wary of Karpel, but also wary of offending my father.

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