"First of all, try the standard motsu."

　A white, beautiful peachy plump object is placed on the wire net.
　I have a small intestine called Maruchou.
　Well, it would be a safe introduction for beginners.

"Jinnette, Chow!"
"I'm Saengmai, Jinepoo!"
"I want it, Hachinos,"
"Arsh, Mino!"
"Minna!"
"Then, I'm Guiara☆"
"Well, first of all, in turn... you know, gentlemen?"

　Jeanette smiles back at the constant stream of orders.

　You can say it, Jeanette.
"Self‐burned."

"Well... it's really internal organs,"

　Morgan with a very unpleasant face.
　All right, you eat first.

"Well, Morgan," Try it."
"Huh!? Why am I doing this?"

　He looks as if he were a comedian under penalty.
　impertinence
　It's the cow you raised.
　It is the responsibility of producers and consumers to eat everything they can.

"If you don't want it... love it, Estella."
"Yes!"

　Estella, who was looking forward to eating a lot of meat.
　Sparkling eyes, swallowing the marchou in the sauce... ...eat.

`Well... well,'Yes!

　Estella grills the meat until it's crispy, but the fat of the motsu looks cool.
　I move my country and jaw and enjoy the texture.

"Hmm... It's hard to swallow."

　His face seems to be having a lot of fun, even so.

"Oh... it's delicious. plus good health What's more, it's great for beauty."

　As for health, the amount of fat varies from part to part, so I can't say for sure.
　Malchow is particularly characterized by its high fat content.

"Is it delicious...?"

　Leila asks me fearfully.

"If you eat it, you'
"What..."

　My words twitch my cheeks.
　Immediately, Jeanette places the grilled marchou on Lehra's plate.

"Try it, please." If you don't like it, you may behave badly, but you may take it out."
"Well... well... well,"

　My hand holding chopsticks is shaking.
　Staring at the platter, glancing briefly at me and looking again at the marchou.

"Yes, thank you, sir...!"

　carry a malchow to one's mouth

"Huh!"

　Knock, knock, chew a few times, and repeat the chew at a tremendous rate.

"Great!"

　Country, country, country!

"The more you bite, the more you bite."

　Country, country, country!

"Sweetness is coming out!"

　Country, country, country!
　--! That's enough to chew, isn't it? Drink it, quick!

　chew thoroughly and swallow when fully satisfied.

"Is this... really the internal organs?"
"It's 'motsu.' It could be called 'hormone.'"
"... Moth"

　Hmm.........heave a breath like aghhhhhmmm.
　The kids are staring at that face with an expression of impatience.

"Mom! How was it? Was it delicious?"
"Did it taste good?"
"What? Yes."

　Look at the kids in surprise, close your mouth again, and say with conviction.

"It was delicious. It was very delicious."
"I want to eat it too!"
"Me too!"
"Me too!"

　Finally, the senior citizen announced his intention.
　You're not cool... You're supposed to be your benefactor if you put yourself in front of Leila saying, "I'll try it." Isn't this guy not sublimated as his benefactor? He can't hide his small smell.

　Morgan began to reach out one part after another, as he ate a malchow and seemed to lose his sense of repugnance in an instant.

"Yes! This is not very crunchy,"
"That's Mino," There are quite a few people who like that texture."

　In fact, Barbara and Theresa seem to like Mino.

"This one has less fat and is light... but it has a deep flavor..."
"That's a heart,"
"Heart!? . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . ."
"That's all right. Isn't it delicious?"
"...yes, very much."

　Leila will try some motsu, too.Among motsu, there seems to be different preferences, and there seems to be pros and cons to be strong-natured things such as levers and honey.

"Excuse me, will you give me some wine?"

　And finally Morgan dabbled in his drink.
　Choy the marchou with a sweet sauce, chew it tightly, and pour it in dry liquor.

"... well! Ugh!"

　drain a glass of sake at a gulp
　This is Natalia's recommended sake brought by Estella.
　It's a sake of 33 wards brewed from Libeka malt. Javier had a clear impression that this dish was delicious.
　Beer may be used for yakiniku, but I brought it to Morgan's liking for dry food, and he seemed to like it very much.

"You've brought me something, man, young man!"

　Morgan's breath smells like alcohol.
　My eyes look more fixed than usual.

"Why does the smell of internal organs change to something so delicious? It smells greasy, let alone stinky." Throw it up! What's the secret?"
"If I tell you that, will you manage it?"
"Huh...?"

　A little serious voice changed Morgan's face.

"Managing?"
"Oh, it's a hassle, but there's a process that anyone can do. I want the method to be managed and handed down by cattleherd."
"... all right? You don't seem to have any merit?"

　Well, there's no merit.
　But it's worth it just to prevent the obvious disadvantages.

"You said it, too," "Butchers" are competing against each other. If other shops go bankrupt because of this, the aftertaste will be bad."

　Besides, if we don't spread it, the distribution of motsu will remain stagnant.
　That won't mean that the market for cattle herders has expanded.

"I'll tell you where you think it's necessary, and I'll sell you any other ready-made motsu."
"So will we handle it?"
"You guys are doing the meat dismantling, right? You can think of it as part of that."
"Yes, indeed, but... Hmm."

　It's incredibly lucky to get the technology for free.
　That's why I'm a little cautious.
　Not especially with a hard worker like Morgan.

"Then you've had too much of a good time. It's so uncomfortable that I'm getting irritated."
"A good-natured lord is worried about the friction between cattle herders and hunting guilds. That's just right here."
"But..."
"And I got a boss's order to do something about this shop."

　Morgan turns to Estella and Jeanette.
　They don't deny what I said, but they look embarrassed.
　Seeing them, Morgan still groans with difficult faces.

"If you feel so indebted, try to persuade them to 'let me have a little bit of breast-
"Are you stupid?"
"Mr. Jiro... No, no more."

　You're worried that I don't have any merit, so providing me with an easy-to-understand advantage would be the shortcut to solving it!
　I'm exaggerating, but I'm still going to release technology for you, so why don't you let me stick it a little! It's not going to decrease!

"Let him stick a little, like milk,"
"I'm on my side for the first time!"
"Don't spread bad company, Jillo! Don't take it seriously, Mr. Olson!"
"... Come on! Mr. Jiro, please confess."

　As always, confession seems to come to me.

　If that doesn't work... ...other easy-to-understand advantages...

"Then give me the priority of Motsu to Yodamari-tei. Don't be so popular that you can't get it."
"Is that all right?"
"That's all right, isn't it?"
"Yes. We haven't decided how to handle it at the store yet, so we haven't decided how much."

　If you cook yakiniku on our own, you'll have to deal with it in a way other than yakiniku, because it's not a drag on Thomson's kitchen, but a head-on collision that interrupts your business.
　Well, that's all right if there's a certain amount of maruchou. Oh, I want to eat a leek, so should I hold down the leek?

"And give me some gelatin."
"Gelatin? Most of the food we make now is in the hands of the peddler's guild, so if we were to give it to Yodamari-tei, we'd have to increase the amount a little."
"It's not "a little," Morgan,"
"Ah?"

　I told Morgan, who was stroking his beard, with an innocent smile.

"I'm going to use it for Halloween, so please do your best to increase production from today. I feel like I'm going to die 24/7 ☆"
"...what?"

　for marshmallows are the staple of Halloween!
　Moreover, the absence of gelatin in the 42 wards means they meet marshmallows for the first time.
　It's going to sell!

"For now, if you will serve me gelatin right now, I will show you this hidden ball. What shall I do?"
"How long do you want me to...?"
"Hmm.........full of ☆"

　Morgan looks at Estella with clear wrinkles between his eyebrows.
　She's pointing at me when she sees Estella. It's a nuance like, "What are you talking about, man?" or "Do something about him, man.
　Estella closed her eyelids, shrugged her shoulders and shook her head.
It's a sign of feelings like, "I can't be strict with handsome people," no doubt, yes.

"I'll think about it depending on the taste of the hidden ball."
"Well, then Jeanette."
"Yes. It's 'pickling'."Genet, which has many pottery containers on the table, different from the one I put on the table.
　I don't have time and it's still a little incomplete, but... it'll be good enough.

"""Motsu is pickled in sauce.""" It'll be something different from the motsu we had earlier."

　He graciously grills the motsu pickled in Jeanette.
　There are soy sauce base, salt sauce, and miso sauce.
　The burnt, savory smell of miso stimulates the stomach, which is supposed to be the eighth, to give the illusion that it is the second.
　Well, I'm getting hungry.

"Yasilo".

　Estella stands up and grabs me by the shoulder.

"You have this for us, right?"

　Estella's eyes sparkle.
　In spite of that, the power you have is a threatening level of strength.
　At the tasting at Yodamari-tei, we didn't have time to pickle them, so we didn't appear yet.
　Estella and other girls, who have transformed themselves into lovers, have gleaming eyes.

"Calm down, sir," There's a little left in the Yodamari-tei."
"Good! Great! As a reward--"
"'I'll let you have a moment,'
"I'll stroke you."
"Hush!"

　Sparing Queen!
　There's nothing you can do to spare, isn't there?

"Well, here you go on. Have a bite."

　A ginette that transfers baked potatoes to a small plate.
　First of all, Morgan. Then Leila carries Cow and Ox to her mouth.

``````

　The voices are in unison.
　And all four of us are chewing our motsu, "Kuni Kunikuni."

"Mom, what shall I do?" It's a waste to swallow!"
`Oh my God!'
"Bite it. The more you chew it, the more delicious it becomes."
"Yes!"

　Gazelle and her son chew persistently. gum!?

"It's liquor! ...noodle! ...noodle! ...noodle!"

　Oh my gosh!
　Then the mug was knocked against the table.
　When pickled, the flavor of the sauce seeps into the motsu, intertwines with the fat, and multiplies it instead of simply adding it to make it more delicious.

"I've been marinating it for about three or four hours, and it'll taste better if you marinate it overnight."
"Let's pickle it for a year!"
"It's rotten!"

　You're a cattle breeder, right?
　You know a lot about beef, right?
　What? Are you stupid?

"Oh, my God! I can't believe it's going to taste this good. This is internal organs, no, motsu, isn't it?"
"Oh, you're surprised, aren't you?"
"Oh! This is too much for a drinker,"

　Hearing that he likes to drink, he suddenly sees Lucia.
　Our eyes met.
　Lucia is staring at me, chewing on the moxa she has marinated with Estella.

"Anchovy".
"...what?"
"Pour in the wine!"
"You're not going to stay again, are you? Go home today!? Don't drink and say, 'I'm leaving!'"
"I can't guarantee that!"
"Then don't drink!"

　If you allow me to stay longer, I'll really be able to live there!
　I'm going to kick you out today!
　Definitely!

"You can take this home."
"I see. Then I'll take it."

　I'll give you a bottle of pickled motsu.
　Give it back to me. I'm from Yodamari-tei.

"Well... well!"

　Morgan stands up with a faint red face.

"I promise you. I've eaten something so delicious that I'll get you some of the gelatin in stock."
"Oh, wait, Morgan,"

　There's still another hidden ball to be had.
　Motsu looks pretty intense, so there's a chance he'll feel repugnant there.
　So another approach is needed to spread motsu.

　Motsunabe is a menu that can be served at Yodamari-tei, so if you keep it, it doesn't fit well at Yodamari-tei, or rather it's a good place to drink.

"Try this before you go home, too." Jeanette."
"Yes,"

　Place the thick boiled food prepared in a large pan into a small bowl and add chopped green onions and seven flavors on top.
　a rich, dark, miso‐flavored stew There's not enough stew yet, but...

"I'm sorry to have kept you waiting." It's boiled motsu."

　At the miso workshop introduced by Libeka's malt factory, there was a rich and delicious miso similar to Haccho miso, too. The taste is a little different, but this tastes good.
　If you boil it for a few days, it will taste irresistible."You young man!"

　I drank up the fresh liquor and Morgan grabbed me violently by the chest.

"I'll bring you all the stock left in the ranch! Are you satisfied with that?"

　They seem to like it very much.

"If you boil it for 3 days, it tastes better."
"Tick it! I'm looking forward to it in three days!"
"I'm sorry, but I can't make it at the Yodomari-tei." The smell of miso is too strong to interfere with other dishes."

　At Yodamari-tei you can also enjoy coffee and tea with cakes.
　I can't fill it with the smell of miso.

"Once he's made it, he's always..."…and ""grow"" the soup stock by adding more and more." The longer you boil it, the more delicious it becomes."
"... won't it rot?"
"That's not going to happen if you take care of the environment and stir it up every day to see if it tastes good."

　The secret soup stock added for several decades exists all over Japan.

"The flavor of boiled motsu seeps into the soup stock, and then simmer the motsu again with the flavor seeped out... what will it be like to eat around this time next year?"

　With that soup, you can retain your advantage even if some restaurants imitate yakiniku restaurants.
　The secret soup stock cannot be imitated by trying to imitate it.
　The pioneer's advantage is maintained.
　And then it's the sign for the original.

"I think I could handle this in a place where drinkers gather."
"d*mn it! That's what it!"

　Release me, Morgan huddles up to Leila.
　Leila, who never touches a man other than her husband, hardens herself.

"Raila! I'll do my best to help you! Please leave this shop behind!"
"Well... but..."
"You're visceral, aren't you? Indeed, Beaumo's was a star in a cow, like a T-bone steak! But you've just experienced it, haven't you? Why don't you scratch your feet? Now your family will protect this restaurant that Beaumo's made to protect your family!"
"My family... protect my husband's shop..."
"Let's do it, Mom! I'll help you too!"
"So! Let's protect your father's shop!"
"You... so... Yeah. That's all I've had you do... that's all you've told me... I'm afraid... I'm sure I can't do as well as my husband... but I'll try my best. Thank you very much for your help."
"Yes!"

　Next to each other, Morgan raised his fist high.

"Well! Now we can have another delicious drink!"

　Instead, you'll have to keep this store under your protection.
　Tell me what you know about meat.

"Well, Estella. I'll leave the contract to you."
"Yes. I took care of the right to deal with the motsu and the negotiations with the peddler's guild."
"Genet, will you go and teach me the sauce and stew?"
"Yes,"
"Oh, my God!"

　Laura exclaims.

"If you can tell me, I'll come and see you said.
"I'm sorry, but I can't make dote-ni at the Yodamari-tei."

　The drinker is likely to complain, "I can't drink!"

"But whether it's boiled, grilled, or hot, it's not something that's unique to this restaurant. If Kantaltica and other bars want knowledge, we'll teach them. Impersonation comes soon. You all have to discuss how to survive in this situation with your family will decide."

The original sign alone doesn't mean it's going to last forever.
　You must show your sincerity.

"You, boys, won't be spoiled, either. Training is hard. In particular, keep in mind that mistakes made at restaurants could cost customers' lives!"
`Yes!'

　This isn't a threat.
　Even a lever can cause food poisoning if it is not properly managed and cooked.
　Well, that's true of any ingredient.

　None of these guys have a cook's eye or a producer's eye.
　You have to remember that with your body.

　It will take time to cultivate eyes like Delia and Jeanette, but... Morgan will do his best to teach.
　for the benefit of one's disciple's sake
　for a good drink

"And I need to change the table to yakiniku specifications..."
"Well..."

　Leela gently caresses the table in the shop.

"I want to leave my husband's choice of desk, but I can't protect my children or this shop unless it changes."
"If you don't like it, I'll introduce you to a guy who will reuse this table to make a table."
"Can you reuse this table?"
"Oh, it's big, it's strong, and it's of good quality. I can still use this."
"Please!"
"And a bricklayer who can make these seven wheels, and a hardware guild man who can make wire nets and tongs."
"Excuse me for everything!"

　a bowing laura
　The kids are bowing their heads to get cramped.

"Mr. Leila. Mr. Cow and Mr. Ox."

　Jeanette stops such parents and children.
　Then she speaks quietly, with a smile just like Bertina.

"Estella and Jiro are acting out of good will."What?
　It's not.
　Apart from Estella, I don't have any good intentions.

"In times like this, I'm sure the other person will be happy to say thank you instead of apologizing."
"Well... I really couldn't do anything... I wasn't confident... but I want to change this day when I was able to meet you all."


　Leila's smile, which seemed thin and light-hearted, was just a little colourful.

"Thank you very much. Ladies and gentlemen."
"Thank you!"
"Yes!"

　The parents and children bow together.
　Estella with a big, enveloping smile while folding her arms.
　Jeanette gazes at her parents and children with genuine joy.
　Morgan rubbing his eyes up at the ceiling. ...cry away.

　And there are many others who are devouring themselves by grilling and devouring the pickled motsu.
　Hey, you guys. Take a little interest in this side!

"Yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes

　Marsha is raising her hand by splashing the water in the aquarium.

"Can you advertise it widely at this restaurant because we provide cheap seafood? We don't have many opportunities to grill it with seven wheels, do we? I think this way of eating it will tell you how delicious it is ☆"

　Well, grilled seafood is delicious.
　I just baked it. I wonder why it tastes so good.

"I understand," What do you think?"
"Oh, dear! I can't deny it! I'd like to ask you! I'd rather be a little brazen!"

　Leila doesn't seem to have a problem.
　If so, you can have seafood put down.

"Instead, I'm not going to give you a bonus when I come ☆"
"Of course! I won't pay for it from everyone here! I'll treat you anytime!"

　Oh!?
　Is it a free pass per year?
　That's delicious, doesn't it?

　though… You shouldn't make such a promise before the store gets on track.

"Turn it into coupon tickets and stuff like that. And when it's thriving, we can upgrade it."
"Yeah☆ I want to pay for it and cheer for you."

　I'm not worried about money, Mr. Guild of the Sea Fishing Guild.

"But I must thank you for something... no, I must repay you."
"Mr. Leila,"

　One step forward, Jeanette steps forward.

"We came at the request of Mr. Cow and Mr. Ox. I thought it might be too much of an imitation, but I still thought I couldn't help but look into their serious eyes."

　The younger brothers and sisters, who didn't know what to do to keep the restaurant running, thought about it as if they didn't know what to do, and the answer was to come to Yodamari-tei to teach them doughnuts.
　They are too young to accuse others of relying on them. I can't help it, I'm a kid.
　However, when we got stuck, we chose the doughnut that started to be talked about. I think it's a good idea to compliment it.
　Even though he's a kid, he always sees the times.

　I'm sure they'll tell me if the recipe is published.
　Then we might be able to do it ourselves.

　You're thinking about what you can do to the best of your own ability.
　Well, it's still too late to finish.

　Nevertheless.
　That was enough for these young sisters to act. How can you make the most of this town attractive!

　I look at Jeanette.
　For some reason, Jeanette looked at me at the same time.

"Mr. Cow and Mr. Ox," I'm sure your strong conviction has arrived. to the best man in town."

A misguided question comes flying over here, "Right?"
　splendidly through
　Matador, genius, I dodged him with a flash.
　Don't impose a nice character on me. It's up to you and Estella.

　I'm not good-natured, so I'll force them to work. Accept it as a consideration. It's free labor.

"We're going to have an event called Halloween in about a week... open your shop for the day's launch."
"What!? Our punchline?"
"Oh, Halloween is mainly on the main street, so I think there will be parties in Cantaltica and the main street, but here's the main venue on the east side. I hear that cattle herders will also give their full cooperation. What, Morgan?"
"What!? ... well, you've got your own way. Well, that's all right. I'm on the boat, and I'll help you with anything!"
"Then you can eat as much meat as you like that day,"
"Oh, dear! Do as you please! I'll let you go of all the meat you have in store!"

　Good!
　Get all-you-can-eat yakiniku!

　Morgan turns his back irritably and shakes his shoulders.
　My stubble cheeks are slightly loose.

"...huh. I'm going to force them to join us and spread the cattleman's meat to many people... I see. Hunting is the most important thing. Oh, my God. I'll keep it in mind."I guess you got it wrong on your own terms of course.
　I won't stop you from giving me benefits and happiness like the Seven Deities of Good Fortune, and I won't correct your misunderstanding.
　Now, tribute! Now, worship!

"You know, Leila," His words are hard to understand, but it's an encouragement to do well and attract more customers because he advertises at events."
"I see... in that way of expressing it..."
"He's shy,"
"I think Yashiro's virtue is that he is not patronizing."
"The hero is a humble man, isn't he?"

　Wow... those three misunderstand each other badly.
　That kind of reverence is a bit of a pass... or rather, don't be a hero.

"But will it work out in a week? I have so much to remember..."
"I think it will be tough if you don't do your best. But I'm sure you'll be all right."

　Jeanette smiles softly at the three gazelle parents and children.

"If you have a strong will to protect an important restaurant, you'll be fine."

　Gazelle and her son smile hand in hand at the sun's bright smile that saves a lost person from being swallowed up by the darkness of the night.


　What a sunny smile!


　What's the matter with you know!

"Well, first of all, the basics. Let's learn how to cut meat."
"Yes,"

　Jeanette and Leila head to the kitchen across the counter.
　It's a slice of meat given up by Morgan. We have no choice but to have it cleared here at the very least. I can't have Jeanette cut me every day.

"If you cut it like this by pulling a knife, you'll be able to make it look better with equal strength."

　Do it first, tell them the point, and then give them a knife.
　Leela grabs a knife and gazes at a chunk of meat.
　Look seriously... and scream.

"And I can't!"

　Throwing away the knife, Leila holds her head.
　He looks as if he were frightened.

　You've been so motivated up until now, why on earth did you suddenly!?

　Run to the counter and ask a quivering Leela.

"Why can't you do it?"
"Because... this meat... ...is a male cow!"


　What about .........?


"I can't touch a man other than my master!"


　Oh, that one?
　......what?

　Well, you could tell the male from this condition.
　You have an eye for meat, don't you?

"Can't the s*x of a cow be removed from that category of chastity?"
"No! I didn't let my husband touch a female cow!"

　What!?
　Female tastes better!?

"It's an affair to touch a female cow's meat in the kitchen!"
"No, it's not adultery!"
"Because . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .."

　What's wrong with you is... in your head.

"Mr. Yodamari-tei! You shouldn't be so light-hearted to touch the raw meat of someone who is not even your fiancee when you're young!"
"No, I don't really care about that sort of thing."

　Jeanette glances towards me as she says.
　What's that? What's that penetrating look?
"Yasilo, do you care?"
　I don't think you' So what? Do you think I'll be happy to eat chicken breast and say, "Oh my gosh! It's chicken breast!" Hey.

　...I don't have to worry about whether I care or not, I mean, don't worry about it.

　So this, too, is splendid, through...

"What's wrong with you, hero? What's wrong with your face?"
"Oh, come on. Eh, come on, come on, come on, come on, come on, come on, come on, come on."

　Haha. Teresa, no~
　I see. Maybe I can't see it well yet.
　Eat the lever. Take a large dose of vitamins.

　I'm not embarrassed. Absolutely!

"... Morgan,"
"Why, are you young?"
"Get me a female cow as soon as possible."
"All right. Bring it with gelatin."

　I can't believe it's not even a practice...


　After that, I practiced cutting with female beef, and after teaching them the basics, I decided to have them practice a lot until tomorrow.
　Tomorrow, I'll invite my brothers and sisters to Yodamari-tei to learn how to make charcoal and serve customers.
　Meanwhile, Leila is practicing preparing and boiling sauce for Jeanette. It's only after that that that we're going to make a full‐scale dote-ni in Thomson's kitchen.
　First of all, it is necessary to make sure that the basic business of customer service is established at Yodamari-tei.


　Oh, I wonder if there are people who have to talk about the situation and ask for help.
　Are you all right, guys... I hope you don't get too excited.


　So, even though it was empty once in the morning, Estella's concerned sales channels for cattle herders eventually expanded, and Jeanette's concerned Thomson Kitchen began to walk on the path forward.
　The route is different, but it's what I expected.

　For some reason, however, the reward is not the only thing that goes wrong.


『Cool☆ Muggy! ☆』Welcome anytime!


　It was at dusk on an ordinary day, when I cried out such a thing loudly in my heart.