The Cooking Princess - Chapter 42

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The Princess Who Cooks

Episode 42

In my previous life, I loved pasta with shrimp. But I still haven’t been able to add any even once.

Because there were no shrimp here either. In a place where they don’t eat seafish and only eat freshwater fish, you can’t expect to find shrimp.

They’d probably treat them like monsters, saying they look strange.

‘I should set aside some time to sweep through the Far North and replenish some cooking ingredients. It would be even better if I could find shrimp too.’

No.

Now there was no need for her to go herself.

It would be better to recruit hunters who catch monsters, check the goods, and then pay a certain amount. That way Grania Garnet, Count wouldn’t have to waste time following Chloe around.

She pondered seriously while adding garlic to the oiled pan, sautéing it, then turning off the heat briefly.

Since the noodles were fresh, they could fall apart if overcooked, so she simply cooked them for exactly 3 minutes, then added them to the pan and stir-fried them once more with the garlic.

After seasoning with pepper and salt, then sprinkling cheese powder on top!

As the pasta was completed with a delicious aroma, both the maid and the head chef showed curious expressions.

‘Right, they don’t even have chickens, so they couldn’t have properly made pasta that requires eggs.’

The tomato pasta that Chloe had made for Shuel before was probably the first pasta ever made in this world.

This time she used chicken eggs instead of lizard eggs, so it would definitely taste much better.

Chloe divided the large amount of pasta she had made into several bowls.

Since they couldn’t eat together due to class differences, she served pasta separately to the head chef and maid first.

Then Chloe divided the pasta into small bowls and invited Pierre and Eshir, who would be the first to taste her food, to try the pasta.

Eshir calmly looked at the noodles in the bowl and asked Chloe.

“There isn’t any special way to eat this, is there? I just pick it up and eat it, right?”

“Yeah. It’s absolutely delicious, so try it right now.”

At Chloe’s words, Eshir didn’t ask twice and wound the pasta around his fork before bringing it to his mouth.

And his eyes widened.

“This is…”

“How is it?”

Under Chloe’s expectant gaze, Eshir dutifully answered.

“The seasoning is very well done. It has a mysterious taste.”

Saying that, Eshir took another bite and nodded, speaking with a serious expression.

“How did you make these noodles?”

“Of course I cut them one by one with a knife.”

Recognizing the hard work of Chloe, the maid, and the head chef, Eshir added with a flushed face.

“Then we could make a noodle-making machine at the Magic Tower. It seems like we could make them in large quantities.”

‘Eshir has a point. Actually, pasta is a food commonly eaten in the West.’

If Chloe just took care of the supply in the beginning, it would soon become a food that other people would voluntarily make and eat.

Deciding to discuss how to make a noodle machine with Eshir later, Chloe now looked toward Pierre.

It meant for him to give his tasting review too.

As soon as he noticed that gaze, Pierre put down the fork he had been tasting with in rapture and answered.

“The ingredients are fresh, and they complement each other well.”

Pierre seemed curious about where and how she had obtained these fresh ingredients, about that supply chain.

“These are ingredients I personally procured. I brought them from nearby and cooked them right away, so they had to be fresh.”

“I see. You could supply fresh ingredients and charge higher prices too.”

Pierre said that and nodded, then scribbled something in his notebook.

“Yeah, so now Pierre is going to do lots of training making this dough.”

“What?!”

“If you don’t want to, you can do something else. It would be fine to learn more about farming too.”

Pierre was startled and his lips trembled, but in the end he didn’t say he didn’t want to and answered glumly.

“Yes.”

‘Even so, he’s the heir to a count’s house, so maybe making him do farming and noodle-making was a bit harsh?’

But Count Blair had definitely asked Chloe, not Grania Garnet, Count, to educate Pierre.

In other words.

Count Blair wanted Pierre to receive teachings that would be practically helpful for estate management, rather than learning half-baked conventional imperial studies.

And what Pierre could learn from Chloe was, of course, cooking.

‘Looking at what Pierre was writing down, it seemed like he was thinking about how to keep food fresh and preserve it for longer periods.’

Since food was more important than anything, it made sense that he would want to learn that know-how from Chloe.

So Chloe immediately asked Pierre.

“From what I saw, Pierre seems very interested in food. Am I right?”

At Chloe’s question, Pierre glanced around for a moment, then answered hesitantly.

“…Yes. Our Count Blair’s estate isn’t as fertile and vast as the Garnet Estate.”

So to lead his territory as proactively as Chloe, he felt he needed to learn methods for procuring ingredients first.

‘Wow, he’s two years younger than me but he’s already thinking about all this.’

Inwardly admiring that Count Blair didn’t cherish Pierre for nothing, Chloe was lost in thought for a moment before reaching a conclusion.

‘Then let me properly introduce Pierre and the head chef!’

Their meeting seemed like it would be quite a good option, so Chloe sent Eshir back to the cooking laboratory and arranged a proper meeting between Pierre and the head chef.

When the head chef, who had tasted the pasta, was about to say something to Chloe with a moved expression, Chloe beat him to it and introduced them to each other.

“This is our head chef, Russo! Russo, this is Pierre, the heir to Count Blair’s house who is learning work from me.”

The two exchanged greetings in awkward positions.

Watching them fondly, Chloe spoke directly.

“The thing is, Pierre is very interested in preserved foods, and Russo seems like just the expert, so I wanted to introduce you to each other.”

As she spoke, Chloe took out one of the beef jerky that head chef Russo had served and handed it to Pierre.

“It’s meat dried so it can be stored for a long time. Try it once and then decide.”

Pierre looked troubled for a moment at the jerky’s unusual appearance, then trusted Chloe and tore off a very small piece to eat.

And immediately his eyes opened wide.

The jerky had a strong meaty smell, but still, this much was… not bad!

“This is exactly what I was hoping for! How do you make this?”

The head chef seemed burdened by Pierre, who was looking at his failed creation with sparkling eyes, and scratched the back of his head while answering awkwardly.

“It’s nothing that great. The key is drying the meat without letting it spoil, but it’s easy once you know the trick.”

Pierre seemed extremely interested in the head chef who had made this revolutionary jerky and added.

“I’ll, I’ll provide good treatment… if possible, how about working at Count Blair’s estate?”

At the sight of him trying to openly steal talent in front of the duke’s only heir, maid Emily narrowed her eyes, but Pierre still didn’t notice and continued looking at the head chef with sparkling eyes.

“Unfortunately, I’ve decided to devote my life to serving the Duchess. Heh heh heh.”

There was no way to know when the head chef had made such a resolution, but it was good news that a capable person wouldn’t be leaving. Chloe spoke to Pierre and the head chef in a cheerful tone.

“You two work hard together! As long as you make something I can eat, that’s fine. Whatever kind of dried food it is, as long as it’s something delicious that I can actually eat.”

At those words, the head chef wiped his nose and was moved.

“The Duchess is always sincere about cooking. It’s truly touching!”

Pierre was also satisfied with the current situation where he could obtain what he needed and praised Chloe.

“…To make it possible for us to share know-how, thank you so much.”

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