The Reincarnated Princess Spends Another Day Skipping Story Routes: Volume 8 [Parts 1 to 7] by Bisu

Author:Bisu
Language: eng
Format: epub

We didn’t want our dresses to get dirty, so Kanon and I changed into clothes that were easier to work in. She wore a wine-red dress with a white apron—just like Little Red Riding Hood. I’d also prepared a pair of caramel colored high-laced boots for her and specified that the side of her hair be braided. I did a great job. Yep. She’s adorable—a perfect score in cuteness!

“Now then, shall we begin cooking?” I asked.

“Yes!” she replied energetically.

A smile spread across my face. “Lady Kanon, please sift this.” I handed her the potato starch and a sieve.

“Got it!”

She dusted a flat, shallow ceramic tray with the potato starch. While I had her doing that, I prepped some ingredients that I had readied the day prior. On the table, I placed a bowl covered with a damp cloth and a bottle of candied chestnuts.

“I’m done. What should I do next?” Kanon asked as she wiped her hands.

I beckoned her over. “Please come here.”

I lifted the cloth off the bowl, revealing beans crushed into a paste. Seeing the white bean paste, Kanon blinked. She appeared to be deliberating over whether this was the same white bean paste from her memories.

“Take a good amount of this in your hand—about this much—put a chestnut inside, and then make it into a ball.” I wrapped a chestnut with white bean paste, rolled it into the proper size, and then placed it on a plate as an example.

“Just leave it to me!” she exclaimed in a reliable tone.

I entrusted her with the task and then picked up the leather bag Lord Julius had given me as a gift. Inside was a certain white substance, one of my heart’s greatest desires: glutinous rice. It had already been processed and ground into a fine powder, so it was actually closer to a refined rice flour.

There are no nations that eat rice as a staple on Nevel’s continent, so perhaps this was transported from a very distant island country. I guess whoever brought it thought that glutinous rice was unlikely to permeate a culture that doesn’t have a rice-centered diet. After all, there are a lot of people who like daifuku or dango even if they don’t eat glutinous rice sweets such as botamochi.

I poured the rice flour and sugar into a bowl, added a bit of water, and mixed it together. Once I saw that the solids had dissolved, I transferred the mixture into a saucepan. I lit the fire and slowly stirred everything.

The liquid gradually solidified and I worked hard to knead it. It was labor that required a lot of strength; my arms trembled with exertion. I kept an eye on the heat level and continued to stir vigorously until the mixture became a translucent lump. Taken aback by my frantic expression, Kanon offered to take over, but I refused.

Somehow, I managed to keep up the mixing until it was ready and then moved the sticky blob to the tray that Kanon had covered with potato starch.

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