The day after the mock battle... Ray was heading to the kitchen instead of the usual training ground for the Knights of Quevel.
　Not only Ray, of course, but also Miranda, a maid who is supposed to be in charge of Ray.
　I was heading to the kitchen, naturally, because Georgima called me, but at the same time, for Ray, the soup he had at dinner last night... to be exact, there was something he wanted to ask about fish sauce.
　For Ray, who knows Shotsuru, a condensed fish sauce, the invitation to Georgima this time was especially favorable.

(I don't know how to make regular soy sauce using soy beans.)

　Ray knows how to make fish sauce only from the hatahata, and that's pretty half done... I can only remember seeing it in a news feature or something.
　That's why fish sauce and soy sauce...they are similar in kanji, but they know very little about how to make soy sauce.
　All I remember about soy sauce is, again, a news program or something like that, and it's like I was making it with soy beans.
　There is a big difference between soy sauce and fish sauce, if you remember it on the same TV show... but it's purely the difference between which Ray likes better.
　Of course, it wasn't that I thought ordinary soy sauce was bad, but it was purely salty, but it was in Ray's taste.

(Maybe... Georgima really wants to finish the ramen soup... but the problem is the noodles.)

　In the end, if you didn't know what the essential water for ramen noodles was, you could only do noodles like udon.
　Since he had no knowledge of this, he could only leave it to Georgima.
　But maybe... maybe the reason why I called myself was because the irrigation case was solved.
　That's how Ray walks into the kitchen.

"Stupid! Turn down the heat! If it's too high, the extra heat will get into the ingredients, and it'll be unpleasant to eat!"
`Very well!'

　As soon as he enters the kitchen, Ray is slightly surprised by the sudden outcry.
　However, this was not unusual in the kitchen.
　Georgima is a good cook, but he is close to what you would call an old-fashioned craftsman, as you would expect him to see.
　Therefore, it was in a sense a routine in the kitchen to yell at his subordinates...or his disciples, if there were any bad places.
　That's why other cooks aren't particularly frightened when they see them getting in trouble.
　I'm afraid Georgima will yell. I'm afraid... but there's definitely a reason for that.
　Because they understand it, those who work with Georgima concentrate on what Georgima is shouting while doing their job to improve their skills.

"Ah..."

　In this situation, Ray, who is in the position of being invited to the kitchen by Georgima, is at a loss what to do.
　Georgima talks to the ranting chefs about what to watch out for when cooking ingredients, and the other chefs listen to Georgima's words.
　I don't think it's good to talk to him in such a situation, but it's meaningless just to keep silent and listen to Georgima.
　Well, it's not that it's meaningless.
　Basically, Ray kept the ready food in the mistling, but it's not unusual to cook including marina.
　Basically, it's Marina who cooks, but Ray can help a little.
　That's why what Georgima was saying was somewhat interesting to Ray.
　...however, Ray is an amateur cook who can only help.
　Even if Georgima, who is an expert cook, had asked me about cooking techniques and tips, I would not have been able to make effective use of them.
　Contrary to Ray's, Miranda nodded many times as if she understood Georgima's words.
　Miranda comes from a noble family, but she is not a wealthy noble, nor is she in a position to take over the family estate.
　As far as living goes, is that a little richer than ordinary people who are not aristocrats?
　That's why she sometimes cooks herself, and Georgima's explanation is quite instructive to Miranda.
　The main reason Georgima is not disliked by Miranda and other maids is that cooking skills are all about men and women; cooking skills are all about it, and she does not say or do anything to prohibit women from entering the kitchen.
　As Ray yelled in front of his eyes, some people said they didn't like his old-fashioned craftsmanship, but they were in the minority.
　Most importantly, not many people pretend to dislike those who cook delicious food.
　Everyone would rather eat delicious food than bad food. ... There's definitely a limit to everything.
　At any rate, Georgima gives a full explanation of how to use the fire in front of Ray's eyes, and after about ten minutes the lecture is over.
　Seeing it, Ray called out to Georgima.

"Georgima, you asked me if I had any business?"

　At last Georgima looks up at Ray's voice... with a look of a little surprise.
　Surely, Ray never expected to be there.

"Are you here yet? You were early. ... You could have called me earlier?"
"No, I can't interfere with your duty, can I? But the chef looked like he had never seen me before."

　Ray doesn't come to the kitchen frequently, but he has a fair chance to come to the kitchen for some reason, including explanations about ramen.
　Even in Ray's eyes, the chef who had just been scolded by Georgima was the first to see.

"Huh? Oh, that's him. He just came yesterday. He's going to have more cooks."

　When Ray was told so, he could naturally imagine the reason.

"A New Year's party?"
"Yes. Whatever you do, more people are better."
"Oh... I see. I heard there will be a lot of people coming together. Should I have a hand?"
"That's the case, though, and I'm afraid I'll be in trouble if you send me a man who doesn't have a certain skill."

　Georgima's eyes were on the man who had been yelling at him about the fire.
　Georgima was basically old-fashioned and taught to steal with her eyes, but that's not all.
　No, it's supposed to be better learned through trial and error, and more technical drawers... but some people don't like that way of teaching.
　Georgima made it a rule to teach those people to some extent -- not necessarily everything.

"You're so busy, aren't you?"

　Ray looked and asked Miranda.
　Miranda, who has served the Duke and Duchess of Kelebel for a reasonably long time, nods straight to Ray's words.

"Yes. It's a party of the Duke of Quelevel, leading the aristocracy, and we'll be there in time, even if it's quite a long way off. Eventually, if you include the heads of the aristocracy and their families, there will be a few hundred of them, though that's not all."

　Some say their territories are so far away that they can't come to the Duke of Kelebel.
　Of course, in such a case they would send a letter or anything.

"Hundreds of people, and all of them are aristocratic people. ... To be honest, it's a party I don't really want to attend."

　Ray understands very well that some aristocrats are congenial and respectable.
　But just like them... I understood that there were many people who didn't have the same personalities.
　What happens if Ray goes to a party attended by hundreds of nobles?
　You don't have to think about it.

"It's hard to treat yourself as a guest. All I have to do is cook... but there are people who sometimes call me."

　Georgima, who looks like she's having a hard time to time.
　Watching Georgima look like that, Ray recalls the comic book "Call the Chef" he saw in Japan for a moment.
　It was a sight, but I've never seen anyone who actually does it when they eat delicious food in restaurants -- fiction rather than reality.
　However, Ray lived only in the countryside of Tohoku, so it might be a common sight in the city."But you're going to say that it was a delicious dish, right?

　Don't let Ray finish, Georgima shakes her head saying otherwise.

"It's usually an invitation to quit working in this house, to work for yourself. ... You can think of it as a better treatment, but there's no such house at the moment."
"Well,"

　Ray knows how Georgima is employed by Liberte.
　You can get as many ingredients as you like and cook them as you like.
　Naturally, there were limits, but not many could compete with the Duke of Quelevel, given his financial strength.

"So? I'm going to talk about today's main topic. Did you call me because of the seasoning that I got from him? It was in yesterday's soup."
"...what, did you know?"

　Georgima looks a little dissatisfied at the phrase "condiments" coming out of Ray's mouth.

"The soup for dinner last night was so different. But you got a rare seasoning like fish sauce."
"Fish sauce? Come to think of it, that's the name."
"Well, did you by any chance stock up on a seasoning that you didn't know by name?"

　Ray looks dumbfounded and asks if he used that seasoning, but Georgima smiles at what he said.

"I understand what you're worried about, but don't worry. It's not a suspicious seasoning. I've tasted it and I've had it checked. It's called differently depending on the region."
"What? Is that possible?"
"Oh, that's what we call different names in our houses a few times away, but is it fish sauce? I like that name, too. OK, then I'll call this seasoning fish sauce from now on."

　Georgima says with a big smile what she likes about the word fish sauce from Ray's mouth.
　Looking at Georgima's behavior, Ray should have called it shotsuru instead of fish sauce, but it's already too late.
　There was no doubt that the name fish sauce would spread in the kitchen under Georgima's orders.

"Oh, come on. Do whatever you want. So did you want to show off that fish sauce to me? Or did you think it would go well with ramen soup? I think it would go well with udon."

　In fact, when Ray was in Japan, he sometimes ate udon with soup left over from a shippling pot.
　Georgima made ramen, but if you use it as a soup for udon noodles, you can definitely make delicious udon noodles.
　But Georgima immediately shakes her head at Ray's words.

"I ordered fish sauce to make ramen. So, I'm not going to use it for anything other than ramen."
"...I think I've used it in yesterday's soup.

　Ray, who has tasted it, knows best that he used it firmly in his soup, even though he says he has no intention of using it other than ramen.

"That's the soup I made to see what seasoning this fish sauce is. It gives me a general idea of what it's like, so I can't say I won't use it for ordinary cooking from now on, but it's probably going to be quite a few."

　The soup I had last night was so delicious that Libertes seemed satisfied, though it would normally be a matter of whether they would serve their employers the soup they had made to check their seasoning habits.
　I wonder how much Georgima's skills are as they can make the tongue growl of a nobleman who is used to gastronomy.
　Anyway, Ray and Georgima discussed ramen and Miranda prepared tea for them.