This Emperor Is Running a Marriage Scam - Chapter 86

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Chapter 86

“Wow. Baron, you.”

The Leader Boy’s eyes sparkled with admiration.

“That seemed so real. Where did you learn to talk like that?”

“…Huh?”

The Child who was chosen as princess also tried to grab Baron’s hand.

“That was really cool. You seemed like a real Emperor.”

“Eek, don’t grab me so carelessly.”

Baron stepped back to avoid the Girl’s hand, his face turning red.

“I, I saw it in picture books at the Library. Is that enough? I’m going with Nuna now.”

The Children who had been facing each other soon waved their hands at Baron.

“Yeah, that was fun.”

“Let’s play together again next time.”

Baron grabbed my hand without answering.

“I’m coming too.”

Kyle also broke away from the group of Children and stood beside me.

“Why are you coming?”

At the Leader Boy’s words, Kyle lifted his chin.

“There should be someone to serve His Majesty too. Right?”

“That’s true.”

Peter also waved his hand at Kyle.

“Then please take care of him. Don’t worry about the Empire of Heroes.”

“Okay. That’s reassuring.”

We said goodbye to Ben and Susan, the Porter Brothers and Cosette, and left.

Behind us, the voices of Children running around energetically and shouting echoed.

We giggled and headed home.

On the way back, the Night Market stalls stretched endlessly. Then, as we passed a snack stand, Kyle wiped the drool from his mouth and pointed to one side.

“Oh, Baron! You didn’t spend the money Nuna gave you earlier, right? Let’s buy and eat that.”

In the direction Kyle pointed, chicken skewers were being grilled over charcoal.

Baron chuckled and took out the money I had given him, handing it to Kyle.

“I’m fine. You eat it.”

“Hooray!”

Kyle quickly took the coins and bought chicken skewers.

While Kyle was getting his chicken skewers, the scenery of the shops behind the stalls naturally came into view. They were all shops I frequently visited.

One was a shop that sold grains and dried seafood together, and they had put up a notice saying they had just brought in freshly pressed sunflower oil, rice, and wheat.

Next to it was a tool shop. They had hand mills for grinding grain, mortars and pestles displayed at the front.

“Come to think of it, how much rice do we have left?”

There was some left, but it seemed like it was time to buy more soon.

“Since we’re out, I should buy some.”

I went into the grain shop and bought new rice. But then some newly arrived grain caught my eye.

“Huh? What’s that?”

I rubbed my eyes and asked the shop owner.

“Isn’t this glutinous rice?”

“Glutinous rice? They said it was sticky rice?”

That’s right, glutinous rice.

“Where did you get this from?”

“The Merchant Guild we trade with brought sticky rice and two other unfamiliar items this time. They said they weren’t sure how to use them, but told us to try selling them since they were new products. They practically gave them away for free. The names were Black Leaf and also… what was it?”

‘Black Leaf?’

“Black Leaf is this one.”

The moment I saw the Black Leaf the owner pointed to, fanfare rang out in my head.

At the same time, I felt like all my worries about Baron’s tuition fees were disappearing.

‘My goodness, is this for real?’

Seeing my dazed expression, the owner smiled awkwardly.

“It looks strange, doesn’t it? And this one, I can’t remember the name right away, but they said this would grow well here too.”

What the owner pointed to was a modest pile of light brown grains.

‘That, that is?’

I really doubted my eyes. But the owner clicked his tongue.

“The sticky rice is decent enough, but I made a mistake buying the Black Leaf and those light brown grains. When I boiled them, the Black Leaf just spread out messily and looked terrible, and the light brown grains were bitter with a grassy fishy smell, so the taste was really…”

“How much are they?”

“Huh? Miss, you’re going to buy them? Is there something you can do with these?”

“I think I can try something.”

“That’s great. How much do you need?”

“As much as possible.”

The shop owner thought for a moment and then stated the price.

“Miss, you’re a regular customer, and I was considering disposing of them since they’re just taking up space. So I’ll give them to you at cost. Take as much as you need.”

When I heard the price, I really doubted my ears.

“You’ll really give them to me at that price?”

My goodness. What kind of luck is this?

“Then can I buy all of them?”

When I asked, clutching my pounding heart, the owner was actually happy.

“Haha, that’s fine by me. But can you carry them all?”

From behind, I heard the voices of Raven and Kimarise.

“We’re here, so what’s there to worry about?”

“Of course. So, what should we carry for you?”

Such grateful people.

I bought rice and glutinous rice, some sunflower oil, and all of the Black Leaf and light brown grains.

On the way back, I had to cover my mouth with both hands to keep from bursting into laughter.

“Nuna, what is this that makes you so happy?”

At Baron’s question, Raven also added.

“I’m curious too. They look like food ingredients, but this is the first time I’ve seen you this excited.”

“Hehehe. Ahahaha.”

In the end, I gave up trying to hold back my laughter.

“Honestly, I never imagined I’d encounter these ingredients?”

I corrected the names of the Black Leaf and light brown grains.

That’s right. These were seaweed and sesame seeds.

Both are ingredients that need to be grilled or roasted. If you put seaweed in water and boil it, of course it spreads out, and sesame seeds lose their characteristic nutty flavor. It becomes the worst taste.

Thanks to that, I practically got these precious ingredients for free!

‘Now I just need to test people’s reactions to food made with these.’

With that thought, I invited the three of them to my House.

“Would you like to join me for tea time tomorrow afternoon? I’ll try making some simple snacks using these ingredients.”

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The next day.

The results of the tea time I prepared, even skipping my morning routine, were obvious.

“My goodness. Nuna. This is.”

Baron’s lips trembled. Soon a tear dropped down his cheek. It was a look of being truly moved by the taste of food.

“Oh, God. Is this truly a taste of this world? How can such food exist in the world.”

Raven called upon the gods repeatedly as if he couldn’t believe it.

“I briefly thought Hailey might be the goddess of food.”

Kimarise added his high praise.

“Nuna. This is really the best. Marry me.”

“There he goes again! Why would Nuna marry you!”

Last was Kyle proposing with sparkling eyes, and Baron stopping him.

‘Ahem, as expected, right?’

Honestly, I was confident even while making it today.

Whether this is a romance fantasy world, a fantasy martial arts world, or an Arabian or apocalypse setting.

This is hard to dislike!

Bite-sized kimbap with just rice, brushed with freshly pressed sesame oil from roasted sesame seeds and sprinkled with finely ground salt, then properly grilled.

Rice cake skewers made from glutinous rice mixed with regular rice used for cooking, deep-fried in sunflower oil until crispy outside and chewy inside, then sprinkled with sugar on top – who in the world could dislike this?

And the reaction was much hotter than I expected.

“Everyone’s words are so grateful.”

My motivation surged too.

‘Now all that’s left is to make money!’

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A few days later, I went to the orphanage early in the morning and secretly gave snacks to the children without the director knowing. Afterwards, I asked Ben to briefly borrow a corner of his stall space. In return, I naturally set aside some of the food I was selling for him.

I set up a partition to prevent oil splatter or heat from reaching the seafood he was selling, then displayed the bite-sized kimbap I had prepared in advance and deep-fried rice cake skewers in oil.

Just before lunch time started, as the distinctive oil aroma spread around, people began to peek over one by one.

“What’s this?”

“It’s a new food I made. I’m holding a tasting event.”

“A tasting event?”

“Yes, the price per piece will be the same as chicken skewers. Try it for free and if you like it, come buy some.”

I told them our house’s location and sales schedule.

Twice a week, from 1 PM to 4 PM, just three hours.

“Oh, of course if we run out of ingredients, we’ll close even during business hours.”

People snorted at my words.

“What? What a bold miss. How can you do business like that?”

“We have to go all the way there, and who’s going to go at the right time to buy this?”

“Besides, you’re going to charge the same price as chicken for just four finger-sized white bread chunks stuck on a stick?”

“What ambitious dreams.”

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