Hey! Come in!　Would you like some of our characteristic spaghetti?

　The first stall I led them to was the villagers' creative spaghetti stall.

　Spaghetti was originally cooked by me, but the villagers have evolved the flavor of spaghetti in their daily lives and are now trying to make their own spaghetti.
It is.

　Spaghetti is now a speciality of Koliat Village, so it's a no-brainer to introduce this stall first.

"Wow, spaghetti and spaghetti. Wow, spaghetti and what kind of things are available?

　I guess he liked the spaghetti, after all. Bram asks his uncle with interest.

'I recommend the garlic olive and acaras spaghetti!

　After listening to the chef's explanation, we found out that the garlic olive was a doppelganger of pepperoncino made with garlic, olive oil and acara fruit.

　The acara spaghetti was said to be a spaghetti with a sauce made of plenty of acara nuts.

　Aside from the latter, the former is a complete peperoncino.

　It's a horrible way to explore food, to develop something that I haven't spread yet.

"Ho, they both look good. Now, the garlic olive--

Hold on, you little aristocrat. My spaghetti is better than your spaghetti.

　The woman at the next stall showed me spaghetti with cabbage, bean sprouts, carrots, peppers and sausage.

　I thought it was yakisoba (fried noodles), but it smelled surprisingly good and looked very tasty.

"No, no, my special herb spaghetti is better.

'Oh, oh. It's got a unique spice to it too.

　When one person comes forward, another one or two villagers bring the household's prized spaghetti.

　Since the nobles have more money than the other villagers, it's only natural for them to be the target.

　Villagers who want to show off their spaghetti and make people buy it.

There are so many of them.

Yeah. Let's move on for a moment. Brother Silvio, I'll take care of Bram!

Yeah, me?

　We took shelter from the spaghetti stall before the villagers could squirm us away.

　When I called out to Brother Silvio as we were leaving, I heard a curt voice, but I'm sure he could handle it.

The people here are hardy. I can't believe they can sell that much to a nobleman.

'Yes. I think you could be a little more modest.

　Sister Elinora is right. You're dealing with a Count.　I don't mind being a bit more pensive.

　However, I guess he's choosing someone he can mess with, since he doesn't tout Alecia and Rah-chan as unreasonable touts.

　--Huh?　So, I guess that means the villagers who are touting me are licking my chops, right?

Next time I'd like a more sedate stall.

　As I was thinking about this, I heard such an order from Alecia.

　Because the spaghetti stall I just saw is a bit high level for taking a duchess.

　Nevertheless, it's reckless to say that it's a calm and interesting food cart.

　I let my brain spin to search for an unusual food cart.

'Hey, Al. There's a bunch of weirdly shaped frying pans over there!

A funny-looking frying pan?

　When I turned to look in the direction that Ra-chan pointed to, I saw Logan at the stall.

　There were five square frying pans lined up in the stall that were specially designed for frying eggs.

Oh, those are for frying eggs. That's the one they use to make egg rolls,

Is that what you had this morning!

　When I explained that, Ra-chan reacted with a bite.

　Rah-chan loved the egg roll he had this morning. She must be interested in it.

'Yes, it looks like they're making it now, do you want to see?

Look!

'Good. I'm curious to see how it's made. Let's go.

　Seeing Ra-chan's strong interest, Alecia also seemed to be smiling.

　This time her eyes were properly smiling as well.

　That's why we go to the stall that Logan is running.

'Yup, Logan.

Yeah.

　When we arrive at the stall, Logan greets us and responds in his usual brusque manner.

　He's not very friendly, even though he's doing customer service. That's why there were no customers around Logan's stall.

'Hey, make me an egg roll!

　With such a rugged-looking Logan in front of her, Ra-chan innocently asks Logan to make her an egg roll.

　As expected, even Logan should have known that a nobleman would be coming to this year's harvest festival.

　You can't be too friendly, but you can at least be polite....

What is this girl--

'I've brought a nobleman's guest with me today!　I'm going to buy a few things, can I just look around?

　I couldn't do it, so I let Logan interrupt the words before he could be rude.

　Then Logan's eyes widened a bit and he looked surprised.

　Yeah, I thought that was somewhat true.

　Logan lives on the outskirts of the village, and he only shows up at the Celia Diner once in a while, and even when he does, he's not the type to have a long talk with someone.

　Apparently, he really didn't know the information about the nobleman coming.

''........As you wish.

　When Logan finally grasped that, he said bluntly and began to cook.

　Logan, let's make a few more friends. Because I almost spoke to the duchess about it.

　Well, I'm sure these two won't mind that, but I'm cringing.

　Logan spreads the oil in the pan and then pours the beaten eggs into the bowl in one go.

　Logan adds the wood and adjusts the heat, watching and fine-tuning the position of the frying pan as he does so.

　The look on his face is truly artisanal and doesn't even tolerate variations in the heat.

　Usually, I don't have so many frying pans lined up in the kitchen, so the sight of five of them lined up is spectacular.

　I wonder if he made this long sideways cooking stove by himself.

　A skill that only a blacksmith can perform. You can feel Logan's passion for omelet by just looking at the cooking utensils
Duh.

　Eventually, when the egg is filled with air and hardened, Logan stirs it a bit with the chopsticks.

　Once I had done that to all of them in order, I dexterously flipped the first egg I stirred over to my hand.

　He decided to use the momentum of the frying pan to do it in one go, instead of doing it impatiently while poking it with the chopsticks.

　He was quite familiar with that motion, and he must have done it quite a few times at home.

'Wow!'

　Ra-chan, who was watching from the sidelines at Logan's masterful flipping, was thrilled.

　Even for me, who can make an egg roll, I can't help but be honestly in awe of Logan's high level of skill.

　But I do envy Logan a little bit that he's receiving such genuine respect from Rah-chan.

　Unaware of my jealousy, Logan deftly flips over the other four. None of them have failed, and all of them have retained their clean, square shape.

'....Hey, Elinora. Is this guy a cook?''

No, the blacksmith.

How can you be so good at this when you're a blacksmith?

　Luna's question is probably a good one.

　I'm not a cook and Logan is too good at it.

　Nevertheless, what's important is the taste. No matter how good the shape is, if it doesn't taste good, it's useless.

　Watching with a critic's look on his face, Logan lays down the oil in the empty space and pours the beaten eggs into it.

　Then he stirs it a bit as he did the first time, and when it's done, he wraps it up with a bang.

It's a beautiful thing to see how lean the artisans are. I can't take my eyes off of them even though they just keep repeating the same steps.

　I agree with Alecia. I can watch them endlessly even though they are just making an egg roll.

　A craftsman's skill must be something that impresses people so much.

　After watching them for about five minutes, the egg rolls were finally completed on the frying pan.

　After shaping it on the frying pan, I put it on the cutting board and cut it carefully with a knife.

　Then the egg rolls crack open and steam that looks like it's hot leaks out.

'Wow, that looks so good!'

　He didn't even eat it, but he agreed with Ra-chan's opinion.

　Logan skewered a cut egg roll and offered it to Ra-chan.

''Here you go.''

Are you sure?

"It's hot out, so be careful.

"Heh, thank you.

　Rah-chan thanked him and took the egg skewer and blew on a huff of air.

　Then he slowly takes a small bite.

''Mmm!　Delicious!

Of course.

　Logan crossed his arms and nodded at Ra's genuine compliment.

　Then Logan put skewer after skewer on the cut egg rolls and handed them to us.

　I took a bite of the steaming eggs in front of me.

　The eggs melted softly, and they seemed to melt in my mouth, very mildly.

　And above all, the seasoning, such as sugar and soy sauce, was outstanding. They naturally brought out the flavor of the egg without destroying its taste.

　I wonder how long it took to reach this balance.

　Not even I, the man who popularized it, or Bartolo the cook, could make an egg roll like this.

　Admit it, Logan. Your omelets don't just look great, they taste great.

They taste wonderful.

...delicious.

Mmm, that's very professional.

　Alecia, Luna-san and Eric seemed to be satisfied with this.

　All three of them had eaten their eggs in the blink of an eye.

You're very good, Logan. How much do I owe you for this?

'You taught me this pan and the food. I don't take money.

'It doesn't work that way. Even if it was, it was Logan's power that made it this good.

Two coppers and five lowly ones.

　It's expensive for a regular egg roll, but it's a reasonable price for such good taste and skill.

　I pay the money for the price Logan posted.

　And finally, Rah's goes over to Logan's bottom.

'Uncle, it was delicious!　Thank you!

Yeah.

　Logan's reply was as curt as usual.

　However, his expression seemed to be softer than usual.