Reincarnated as a Villager ~ Strongest Slow-life Chapter 6

When I returned home after cleaning out the barn, there was a sweet smell that awoke my hunger instantly.

"Are we having meatbuns today?"

If we compare it to my previous existence, this world sits around the medieval age, and a water mill would be considered the peak of modern technology. However, the level of magic and magic tools are high. In the countryside, there is nothing to see, but in the Capitol City there are cars fueled with magic stones and airships flying. There are everyday items (mostly for the rich) such as lighting fixtures and refrigerators.

Well, although these kinds of things sell in the city, I don't know the details. With my three abilities I have access to everyday goods like refrigerators. Of course, their cookware is likely more abundant in the royal palace.

In my previous life, even though we had supermarkets, cooking by myself was just too hot and lonely.

This is a tough world, but it's a blessed place for food. There are things like miso and tomato sauce. Various herbs grow that have usable oils. At the sea, you can fish and find kelp and shellfish as well. In the mountains, wild boars, rabbits, and birds can be hunted, so you never have to worry about meat. Though you can also run into an orc, their meat is delicious as well. If you travel a bit, you can find bamboo. Finding bamboo shoots is extraordinary.

Bread is a staple of this age, but there is a rule that only bakeries can buy bread. Because wheat is taxed by the country, everything is done through the bakery. Of course, there is always a way out, and you can buy wheat belonging to the commercial guild (there is a grocery store in this village).

Yes, as the old man always says, if you can't eat bread, eat sweets. This is all too true. If you can't eat bread, eat other things.

A meat bun, yes. Nan. Yes. Ramen for pasta. Cookies, yes, please. I know how to make this even if I can't cook. I'll just tell someone who can.

If I casually show my little sister, her abilities will bloom. Though she's only eight years old, she's managed to produce a meat bun not unlike the meat buns from my previous world.

Being a villager, is this kind of ability a waste? I disregard that sort of tsukkomi. It's up to every individual whether they want to live a life of killing. If my little sister wants to become a chef instead, then that's good too. Do what you love while you're still alive.

"Ah, Brother. Please wait a bit. It is almost done."

For a country house, we have a disproportionately large kitchen (a sink with two faucets, a cooking table, and a refrigerator with an ice bin) from which my sister works while cooking lively.

"Good, no hurry, Mother is still out there."

Our house is a Japanese-styled home where dirt is forbidden, although the living room is set up in a western style. Although no snow falls in the winter, there is also a fireplace as it gets below freezing.

I take the jar from the fireplace and pour the contents into a cup located nearby.

There is no coffee or tea, but there are several types of medicinal tea. There are things like dandelion so you can make something similar to coffee. Now, this is my favorite drink.

"Mm, good."

Chapter end