Chapter 764 – #162_Mundane Excursion (3)

#764

One.
Thus, the welcome party for Siwoo’s safe return began with Siwoo House’s specialty delivery food defense.

“Josu-nim’s carefree future….”
“For!”

In fact, the quantity and quality of the various dishes served on the table are somewhat inferior compared to the daily dinners at Count Zemanai’s house.

Each and every one of the cooks in the count’s family is close to a master, and they don’t spare budget when it comes to sourcing high-end ingredients.

However, the reason why street food eaten at a night market in a foreign country is delicious is not because the ingredients and the skill of the chef are particularly good.
When a cheerful atmosphere is added to the food that feels the unique locality of the region, it becomes a delicacy in itself.

“I like the food from my assistant’s hometown.”
“Right, it feels like junk food.”

Korea’s delivery food culture basically pursues spicy, salty, and stimulating tastes, so it is likely that such an evaluation will come out.
Anyway, if it suited the taste of the fussy twins, there would be no big problem.

“Oh, did you mean that this is your hometown food?”

Meanwhile, Leruhe squeezed his fork and let go, as if he didn’t know what to eat first.

One of the things we naturally talked about the most while living together in Akula was about food.
Leruhe, who has always lived under the sea, had many restrictions on her diet, and she showed interest in a variety of foods.

“This is Cup Noodles.”
“Ohh, is this a food that is sold everywhere in Korea?”

Of course, Shiu, who cooked her one of her cup noodles for her, and Lerue, who enjoyed it in its own way.

By the way, she seems to have been with her mother-in-law all day yesterday…
Siwoo wonders what he did with that combination and why he came only now.

“Lady Rue.”
“Well?”
“What did you and the Counts do yesterday?”
“I visited the hotel of this world. And we had an important talk about the national business of the kingdom of Nukelabi.”
“A national project?”

As if she really liked the cup noodles, Leruhe pushed the rolled noodle into her mouth with a fork and chewed.

“Oil drilling rights.”

In a modern society highly dependent on natural resources, oil is the lifeblood and flowing gold of civilization.
There is talk of de-petroleum and electric cars, but it is an obvious fact that there is still a long way to go.

It is said that the ancestor Nukelaby predicted this aspect 200 years ago, acquired an oil field that was at a bargain price compared to today, and won it through an auction of drilling rights.

Siwoo looked at Leruhe with a slightly worried expression.

Compared to the monolithic power of Leruhe, her mental age is equal to that of her twin.
It’s arrogant and self-centered, but in reality, it’s a lot of nonsense.

“The treasury of any kingdom is more than one good. How is Jim’s wise move as the Queen of the Nukelaby Kingdom?”

Look at this.
A narcissistic version of Leruyet who lifts the tip of her chin and nods as soon as something ‘adult’ is said.

Could such Leruhe properly sign a contract with her mother-in-law, who are businessmen who have gone through all of her prenatal struggles?

In Shi-woo’s mind, the image of Leruhe pretending to carefully look at documents he doesn’t understand properly and then roughly swiping his signature is pictured.

I know mothers-in-law are good people, but….
Haven’t you ever seen what a businessman looks like?

“Siwoo-kun, excuse me. It was a fair deal. Equity participation will also be made according to reasonable valuation.”

The eldest mother-in-law, who had the most elegant pork feet in the world, said while wiping her mouth with a napkin.

“I wasn’t particularly suspicious of my mother-in-law.”
“You look so worried?”

As Siwoo let out a wry smile, Leruhe intervened after he had judged the situation.

“Who can deceive Jim when his eyes are wide open? With this, within 20 years, we will have the armaments to build a great fleet of Nukelavies. Imagine an aircraft carrier fleet floating like a picture on the blue Pacific Ocean. How are you? Aren’t you thrilled?”

“Miss Leruhe, do you remember that there is a treaty banning military action in the contract?”

“Why do you keep nagging me when you say you’re only going to float it on the high seas? The owner is so worried about it that he has to get out of bed.”

“Does it make sense to launch an aircraft carrier fleet no matter how high the seas are? Even our company is getting involved. In today’s world, if you reveal the source of your money, it will come out!”
“Siwoo-kun, tell me something. You talked to me all night yesterday, so I managed to convince you, but it’s a sandfish!”

Apparently, mother-in-law suffered as mother-in-law did.
Well, Leruye tends to cling on and hang on to things when he gets stuck, so Siwoo, who knows his temper, could understand the difficulties.

“Lady Rue.”
“I won’t listen. No matter how much the government asks, the kingdom’s prosperity and military strength cannot be given up.”
“Aren’t you strong enough without a carrier strike group, Mr. Leruhe?”
“What are you asking for? On the sea, even the strongest 7th Fleet can face it alone.”

There won’t be the slightest hint of bravado in that statement.
The military did not develop to deal with ‘individuals’ with transcendental power.

What would you do with a great fleet?
If you get caught in a wave of the apocalypse of several hundred meters, you will be cut into two pieces.

“Then wouldn’t it be a waste of national power to build a fleet?”
“It is not a waste. Even you can’t understand this romance. It is a great disappointment.”

Leruye, who had adhered to the opinion, “I feel sorry for you who do not know the coolness of an aircraft carrier,” Put a spoon in her mouth and frowned.

“I heard that the smell came from somewhere…. Siu, what is this strange food?”
“Ah, that’s chadol soybean paste stew. Maybe I can get a little bit of likes and dislikes. It’s a fermented food.”

“It is, indeed, a terrible food. Green hair! How on earth do you eat it with such a delicious expression?”
“Well? Why? Is it delicious?”

Sharon, whose taste was localized, was eating her chadol soybean paste stew with rice, and then she was preparing to rush for the long-awaited king crab.

After all, Sharon’s soul food was king crab.
She doesn’t care about Leruhe’s argument, and she looks at her freshly peeled tongs with her eyes of love.

“Ha…. I’m so happy…. Cellar….”

Rruye, who was looking at Sharon, sighed.

“Like a strange taste that likes soybean paste stew, he also doesn’t know how to eat it.”
“What? Why do you keep arguing with Sharoni?”
“Josu, are you kicking him out?”
“I told you not to say Sharoni!”

As expected, since there are so many people, the table becomes lively even if each person says something.
My mother-in-law, who usually emphasizes table etiquette, also turned a blind eye to it today, making it even more noisy.

Leruhe jumped up from her seat and walked over to Sharon’s side.

“Jim will teach you how to enjoy delicious crustaceans with your own hands to those who cannot fully enjoy the benevolent gift of the sea.”

Yes.

Akula’s diet, which is always submerged under the sea, is overwhelmingly focused on seafood.
Therefore, Le Rue is a bit serious about seafood.
Even Siwoo was criticized for not being able to distinguish the country of origin of sea urchins properly and even did a blind test.

“The grooming was bad. If you do that, won’t the precious flesh remain inside the shell?”

With her sleeves rolled up, Lerouet skillfully cut off the king crab legs with her side scissors.

Leruyet cleanly pulls out even the red part without leaving even the slightest bit of flesh, then opens the crab shells with his bracken-like hands.
After dipping the entrails into the entrails, he puts the crab legs in Sharon’s hands.

“Now, try it.”
“Wow, is it really good?”

Sharon, who munched on the crab, let out a pure exclamation.

“Whoops, originally the intestines are the soul of the crab and the essence of the sea. I’ll also teach you the know-how on how to clean your hair well, so please follow along.”
“Okay, let me know.”
“Now, put the scissors like this….”

Leruye is arrogant and disrespectful, but she likes people who listen to her.
In that sense, it seems that Sharon, who is a wise listener type, is very compatible.

Amelia, meanwhile, kept her silence and studied her table.
Amelia Ko doesn’t actively talk with anyone except her original Siwoo, and although she speaks less, especially during her meals, she is unusually quiet today.

“…….”

There was a reason for that.
Amelia has a very keen sense of taste as well as her sense of smell.

Even after reconciling with Siu and joining my family’s dinner, she is Amelia, who only enjoyed eating salads, poached eggs, and lightly salted bread.
She has a natural constitution, but her life, where she does not enjoy stimulating meals, has become her body.

For Amelia, who prefers very bland food by the standards of the general public, her Korean food was generally a high hurdle.

Even at such a distance, the smell of garlic that emanates from most of her food makes her head dizzy.

Moreover, as she remembers encountering the feared food of steamed kimchi, she has no choice but to be careful in all attempts.
As a result, she was carefully exploring ‘can I eat this?’ While eating bit by bit.

“Amelia, don’t you have any appetite?”
“No.”

Seeing Amelia like that, Siu asked.

She cannot say that there is no food to suit her taste.

Hometown food with memories is a precious law.
I didn’t want to show the appearance of being unbalanced in front of Siwoo’s hometown food.
So, aren’t you looking for something you can eat like this?

“Is everything here Siu’s hometown food?”
“It’s not home food, it’s hard to eat in Gehenna.”

Maratang is Chinese food, and the sushi there is originally from Japan.
While examining the table carefully, Siwoo noticed something and smiled.

“Ah, I see. Do you remember the food we ate on our first trip? They deliver there too.”
“… Yes?”
“Oh, it must have been inconvenient to take it because it was far away. You didn’t tell me. Did you like this?”

For Siwoo, steamed kimchi was a special food that shared memories between the two.

It was the food she had failed to make for Amelia when she lost her memory and became a boy, and it was her first meal after she reconciled with her.
I am sure it will be the same for Amelia.

“…….”

Siwoo took out a plate full of the red kimchi stew that Amelia had desperately pretended not to see.

“Bon appetite. If it’s not enough, tell me.”
“Siwoo, I hate you.”
“Reel?”

Today, it was Amelia who only looked at Siwoo with dislike.