Chapter 124: Let's Go to the Cafe and the Market

“Fufu, unlike Letty-san, the nobles of the Royal Capital do not understand William-san.” Her Highness Flora smiled.

“Because William-san is a kind person. For example, even though you could easily build a house yourself, you restrain yourself so that the carpenters do not lose their jobs, correct?” “Your Highness noticed that?”

“Yes, Sophie-san. If one watches William-san properly, one can understand. On that point, in the southern undeveloped lands, he can demonstrate his power without any reserve.” “I am humbled by your generous words. And if I am able to demonstrate my power, it is only because of the help of those around me.”

“William-san, your words are too formal.” I was scolded by Her Highness again. “William-san is as humble as ever, but I believe your skills hold great potential. Furthermore, everyone at the workshop, the Dwarves, and the Elves also possess extraordinary abilities. By combining everyone’s power, I am sure it will become a rich territory.”

After that, we talked about various things with Her Highness Flora in the gazebo in the Royal Palace courtyard. When the topic turned to Sophie becoming able to use Composite Magic, Her Highness praised her, saying, “That is amazing,” and my sister looked happy. When the topic turned to the Plastic Worms, Her Highness was surprised that Letty was bad with insects, saying, “So even the all-capable Scarlett-san has something she is bad at,” causing Letty to make a sour face.

As we were engrossed in conversation, time flew by, and it became evening. “Oh my, is it already this time? Even though I still wish to talk.” Her Highness said so, and we reluctantly left the Royal Palace as well.

The next day, we decided to go to a cafe that is said to be popular in the Royal Capital. Oliver went separately to visit the Levant Company‘s main branch in the Royal Capital. The cafe we are going to today is a shop I have wanted to visit for a long time.

When I mentioned it before coming to the Royal Capital, Letty took the bait. “Oh, that shop? I was interested in it too.” Having a sweet tooth is one of the few things Letty and I have in common.

Since it’s a popular shop, you can’t get in without a reservation, so on the day we arrived in the Royal Capital, I asked the Fairchild family servants in the capital to make a reservation for us. Rocked by the carriage, we moved along the roads of the Royal Capital from the noble district toward the commercial district.

When we opened the shop door, a sweet scent wafted out. A staff member guided us to our reserved seats. From the large windows that used plenty of expensive glass, we could see people walking along the streets of the Royal Capital.

Looking at the menu the staff member brought, there were various delicious-looking items listed. “Hmm, the berry tart looks delicious, and there is pudding too, but the classic scones are hard to pass up.” Sophie was racking her brain.

After careful consideration, Sophie ordered a raspberry tart, and Letty ordered a summer pudding. Summer pudding is a colorful sweet made using berries like blackcurrants and blueberries.

I chose scones. I have liked them since I was in my original world. After a while, the ordered scones were brought out, and smelling their fragrant scent made me feel happy.

And on the scones, I put plenty of clotted cream and jam. Come to think of it, there was a debate about which one goes on first, wasn’t there? I put the clotted cream on first. I believe this is the Devon style. In Cornwall, they put the jam on first, if I recall correctly.

After eating the delicious sweets, we went to the market in the Royal Capital. As expected, a large crowd had gathered. Although it causes trouble for the retainers guarding us, I wanted to come and see it.

Naturally, the market in the Royal Capital is large in scale, and many things not seen in the West are being sold. When we went to the area where shops selling foreign ingredients were gathered, there were colorful vegetables and fruits on display. It’s fun just looking at them.

Just when I thought I had looked through most of the food shops, I became interested in a small shop located in a slightly inconspicuous place a bit further away. I walked over to it…

Small brown grains were packed in hemp sacks. Could this be…? When I Appraised it, the result was [Arroz: A grain cultivated in the South.] Arroz? Is that Spanish? I feel like I’ve heard it somewhere.

I asked the shopkeeper for permission and picked some up in my hand. There was no mistake. This is rice. Thinking that, I Appraised it again, and it read: [Arroz: A grain cultivated in the South. Something very similar to rice.]

Ah, as I thought. No matter how delicious bread and pasta are, Japanese people still miss rice. I stood frozen on the spot.

“What’s wrong? Will.” “Brother, are you crying?” It seems tears had spilled out unintentionally.

“Ah, this was the staple food in the world I came from. I’ve been wanting to eat it for so long.” “Is that so?” “I am glad you found it.”