175 – 「Nyorulong…… ?」
‘This happened.’
I looked down at the bag of flour, which was almost bottomed out, and shook my head.
Currently, the dough is pretty thin like water.
It’s far from the bread dough I thought of.
Flour is essential to adjust the viscosity again.
‘I don’t think the dough will be restored just by pouring in the leftovers… ….’
Slowly grasping the situation, I shook my head.
To revive the dough somehow.
But no matter how much I think about it, I think I’ll have to give up the dough for soft bread.
I never thought I would run out of flour.
This is the first time since the beginning.
What the hell should I do?
A dark cloud looms over the blueprint I had drawn in my head. An unexpected and fatal setback to a recipe that was thought to be perfect.
‘Did you have to bet on shaved ice earlier? If I knew this was going to happen, I’d use that to calm down Sofia first…….’
After things turned out like this, only pointless regrets remain.
“… ….”
Derke staring at me like this without a word.
His green eyes tremble.
You must be well aware that you made a big mistake yourself.
“After…… !”
Even if you regret it later, it’s already in the past.
Besides, I couldn’t blame Derke.
Because I was the one who didn’t measure it properly and left it to them to do it on their own.
And more than anything else, you voluntarily came out to help me. How can I say that? Gotta find another way.
“Sorry, Death Yong… …. I tried to match the ratio, but it ended up like this, yap…….”
Derke handed me an apology in a crawling voice when I hesitated for a moment.
The guy said, ‘Derke just wanted to help his brother…….’ I was busy checking my eyes. Seeing this kind of thing makes me feel weaker.
“It’s okay. Are you trying to do well? You have nothing to be sorry for.”
“That, but… …. The death dragon that Derke ruined everything…….”
I offered words of consolation,
Derke’s expression was still dark.
The guy who droops his shoulders sullenly.
ㅡCrying, crying… !
Even thick tears form around my eyes. A face that looks like it’s about to burst into tears. It seemed like he was feeling a lot of guilt just for the fact that he had harmed me.
“Derke? Don’t cry over something like that.”
“Black-! Oh, anyway…… !”
“I’m fine. So stop it!”
If I cry over something like this, I feel more sorry.
What am I going to do if I commit a bigger mistake?
Of course, it was an unintentional accident (?), But
It was true that I felt sorry for everyone.
In fact, this snack was also something I was desperately making to cover up my mistakes. Because of that, I was in no position to say anything to Derke.
“Yeah, but the death dragon that Derke ruined everything… …. I’m really sorry, yap…….”
“No, I think I can still save the dough with this amount. I may have to change the route a bit.”
“hahahaha… ? That, death dragons that can do that?!”
“Yes. The dough is thin, but not to the extent that it is still unusable. I think I can still try my hand at something.”
“That’s really true yap… ?!”
Derke’s face brightens.
The tears that were about to flow stopped.
You must have felt relieved by my last words.
“Right. Originally, I was going to make a kind of bread……. Isn’t it? Can you make bread with this?”
Yes.
Originally, I tried to make bread with red beans added.
Sweet red bean bread familiar to Western tastes
I was trying to make steamed buns suitable for the cold weather.
Sweet red bean bread is made when bread is baked in a furnace.
Steamed buns are literally steamed buns.
Do you mean that Hoppang is a commercial phrase that means ‘Hoho Blowing Bread’?
Anyway, I tried to express two tastes and textures with one recipe, but thanks to Derke’s overflowing enthusiasm, I decided to make something else.
“Dessyonong who can make dessert with such a thin dough-? Bread too…… ?”
“Of course. Think of it like pancake batter.”
“Ah, come to think of it, Deathyong looks really similar… !”
“Isn’t it? And I thought of something much better than pancakes. A dessert that goes well with this cold weather.”
“What is that?! I’m curious about it-!”
I naturally changed the subject.
In a hopeful and positive direction.
Thanks to that, Derke’s tears went well.
“Put, it’s a secret.”
With that word, I took over the dough from Derke.
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Judging by the state of the dough, it seemed like it could still be saved. It might not be bad with a little tweaking.
“I wonder what it is… ….”
“I don’t know anything else, but Derke, you will definitely like it.”
“Ah! Could it be that the black mass is going in?”
Wipe off the dough on your hands,
DERKE refers to the red bean paste we just made.
I always feel it, but I am the youngest and the quickest to notice.
Oh, come to think of it, Derke and Reirin haven’t tasted red beans yet.
“Right. Would you like to try some?”
“Eh… ? Me, that…… ?”
“As expected, it’s the first time I’ve seen it, so I’m afraid? Does it look strange to you?”
“That, it’s not like that… ! Oh, oh, because my brother made it……. Even if it looks like that… Mmm, it must be delicious…… ?”
“Hmm?”
Derke hesitates and stutters.
Even speaking the common language of the continent.
This is the first time that Derke has an awkward tone.
Perhaps he was intimidated by the visuals of red bean paste.
ㅡSure… !
Even so, it was hard to refuse because I made it myself, and I was holding a spoon to the red bean paste with a face that couldn’t control my expression. Shaking his hands as if he had a tremor.
Well, it’s not a visual that I’m craving for just looking at it. In fact, the color is not very good.
‘Cute. There’s no dragon that thinks of me as much as Derke, right?’
Now that it’s like this, while I’m making snacks in earnest, I’ll have to show Derke and Reirin a taste of patbingsu. Now, there was nothing to help.
“Derke? You don’t have to eat it alone like that. It tastes better when eaten with other ingredients.”
“Huh… ?! It’s all good-!”
Derke, who was taking a spoonful of red bean paste to his mouth, hurriedly puts the spoon down at my words. At the same time, he let out a sigh of relief with an honest heart that he was fortunate.
“I will make something similar to what I just made for Sophia. So, Derk? Would you like me to go out and get some snow?”
“Ah? Instead of frozen milk, eat it with ice, right?”
After all, he’s quick to notice.
Sometimes it’s because I’m reckless,
If you pretend, you pretend.
“Right. I have to start in earnest now, so I’ll ask you a favor. Oh, and bring Lady Laylin’s share too.”
“Okay, yap-! I’m going to go soon… !”
ㅡOdodododo… !
Derke, who quickly felt relieved, took out two wide plates and ran away.
I’m glad it’s really simple. If the grass continues to die, time will have run out trying to soothe it.
‘By the way, shall we begin now?’
ㅡHwijeok, Hwijeok… !
I immediately picked up the whipper and stirred the dough.
The whipper moves without any resistance.
The arm is light as if stirring a liquid.
The dough was much thinner than expected.
After all, it must have contained a lot more milk instead of flour.
ㅡPercussion, jeojeok… !
ㅡ Fondant… !
I added eggs and butter to adjust the consistency of the batter and continued to beat. While adding a little bit of remaining flour.
ㅡ Chideokchideokchideok… !
It was time to stir the whipper by moving his arms several times.
「Nyorolong… ….」
“Huh? What is this…… ?”
Suddenly, a gloomy and familiar voice resounds from the depths of my chest.
ㅡ Ttiring!
[The power of Dragon Heart (non-attribute) is activated.]
[The ghost army is ready to move for you at any time (duration time: unlimited).]
Yes.
Derke’s ability was suddenly activated.
Surprisingly, a ghost pops out.
That’s also the shape of a translucent ghost in my heart.
“What, you…… ?”
「Nyorulong…… ?”
Silence flows as the specter’s eyes meet.
It was absurd.
Haven’t you ever been called? What?
Of course, the thought that it would be nice if someone could stir it instead crossed my mind, but…….
ㅡ Depth!
Was it because of my wish?
I didn’t even tell him to, but he snatched the whipper.
I didn’t even think to give it, but wow! What was stolen
ㅡHwijeok, Hwijeok, Hwijeok… !
The specter provides labor for free.
Dedicate yourself without hesitation for me.
Besides, the Ghost Corps did not have a cooldown like Purification of Light or Enchantment of the Dragon.
‘Are you reading my thoughts and moving me on your own? This is the power of the Death Dragon…… ?’
Yesterday, although briefly, the authority to cast specters was transferred to Derke, but now that the dragon heart was handed over, there was no need for such a process.
Dragon Heart came over and it seemed that some of the ghosts had become my followers.
‘Good. I still needed a mold to hold the thin batter……. Maybe the ghosts can help?’
Before I knew it, the dough was restored to a plausible state.
I was thinking of baking this dough and red bean paste together on an iron frame.
At least, in the shape of ‘Taiyaki’, a snack suitable for cold weather.
With the help of the specter, it seemed like it would be possible to solve the carp-shaped frame.
Anyway, in cold weather like now, there is no snack like this.
Ah, while I was thinking about it, let’s make cream puff taiyaki too…… ?’