Chapter 11: 11-a greengrocer's son...

While chatting with Ira, I saw that they had finished cutting the meat, and my father had paid for the meat and received a large leather bag.

'Next we'll get vegetables and mushrooms.

When he finished shopping at the butcher's, he waved to Carlo and headed next toward the vegetable section.

Here, too, there are many foods that are familiar to us from our previous lives as well as those that are unique to this world. The vegetables packed in wooden crates are all lush and very fresh.

My father, who sees the vegetables, begins to examine them with his eyes sternly.

I guess he is trying to get as many fresh vegetables as possible.

Tori, Ira, which do you think is fresher, this one or this one Carol?

As Ira and I were idly looking at the other vegetables, my father asked me about them.

He showed us a vegetable called carol. It is a vegetable similar to cabbage, but it is purple in color and has soft leaves, which is unique to this world.

Show me the root.

'There you go.'

I say, and my father smiles and shows me the root on the back side.

Looking at the base, I see that the right side is whitish and the left side is a little grayish.

'From my point of view, the carol on the right side is fresher,' he says.

'I think so too!

'Correct!

Just as Letty and I were answering each other, a voice interrupted us.

I looked over to see a serious-looking boy with dark hair and glasses standing there, wearing an apron.

The whiter the root is, the sweeter the carol is! The best way to check is to look at the root like this. If the leaves are warped or have black spots, they are old, so be careful!

It was Hurt who started explaining about Carol in a breathless rage.

He is the son of a grocer and a friend of Carlo's age.

Oh, oh. You've said everything I was going to say.

Sometimes my father asks me to confirm my discernment and knowledge.

Coming to the market like this means that I'm not only a baggage handler, but also a learner.

But this time, Hurt explained everything to me.

Then, let's move on. What kind of turnip is fresh this way?

The skin should be fine and glossy without cracks. And the smaller the leaves, the more tender and tasty!

Ira and I tried to answer, but Hurt told us everything.

'Oh, oh, I think that's a perfect answer, but now I was trying to get Tori and Ira to answer: ......'.

'Excuse me! When people ask me about the characteristics of vegetables, I reflexively answer!''

'Well, your parents trained you that way.

It is said that Harto's parents used to ask him questions like this and instill in him knowledge of vegetables from a very young age. Well, is it any wonder this is happening? No, I think this family is just perverted.

All right, next question. Hurt stay out of this, okay?

'...... yes'

Hurt looks blatantly disappointed when Dad nails him.

He likes to ask questions about vegetables and other ingredients.

Can you tell the difference between these mushrooms?

This time my father showed me a crate full of white mushrooms.

I've never seen these mushrooms before. I've never even used them in the store.

What? Isn't there more than one kind here?''

No, there are two kinds. There are two different kinds from the center to the right and to the left.

'You're lying! They all look the same to me!

'Haha, I guess Marc didn't teach you enough about mushrooms that are numerous.

My father laughs at my and Ira's reaction, as if it's funny.

'Blowfish! Hugu!

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Beside him, Hurt was about to speak, but his father covered his mouth.

It seems that Hurt can understand. He seems to be very eager to say something.

However, I also like to spend my time contemplating the strange ingredients in this world, so I'll let him be quiet.

Hmmm............the shape is just like an ordinary mushroom... It doesn't have a large or rounded body. There are no noticeable irregularities, so I can't tell the difference right away.

Oh, isn't this one a bit grayish in color?

'What? Doesn't it just look that way because of the shadows?''

'That's not true.'

But some of them, like this one, are very white, but there is a little gray in them. Isn't the color a little vague as a point to distinguish between them?

'Oh, that's true.

It is common for the same object to be slightly darker or lighter in color.

'Yes, that's right. Color is not the key to distinguish between them.

Then, it may not be the appearance.

'Look carefully! Both of you! That's disrespectful to the food! The back--fugo!

'You shut your mouth.

Hurt was about to yell something, but was forced to shut up by Dad doing an iron claw.

'Can I touch you a little?'

'Fugoh, fugoh.'

I asked, and Hurt nodded in pain.

With his permission, Ira and I picked up one mushroom on the right side and one on the left side, and tried to feel them.

Both mushrooms felt the same to the touch, both were slippery to the touch.

I don't think there is a clear difference between them. It's the same with the flange and the flange.

I have no idea.

Ira seems to feel the same way and is constantly tilting his head to compare the two.

'You don't get it. Then I guess it can't be helped.

'Both of you, look at the folds on the back!

Dad exhaled as if of course he had done something wrong, and Hurt, who was supposed to have been hit by an iron claw, shouted.

Hearing this, Ira and I look at the folds on the back of the casa.

The one with slightly slanted folds is a white mushroom. The ones that are straight are prim mushrooms!

'Eh! What's that? It's too subtle!

'......If you say so, the line of the folds seems to be slightly different.'

It's a matter of opinion, but it's really subtle.

It's a subtle difference that makes you think it's just a little personality or habit.

'Well, it seems to be difficult to tell them apart even if you know them as knowledge.

If I'm not careful, I might mistake it for poison.

'Hmph, as long as I'm here, there will be no poisonous mushrooms in the store!

As I muttered to myself, Hurt said with a confident and determined expression on his face.

Hearing that line alone, I felt a little cool, like a hero of justice. He's just a grocer's son, though.

Haha, that's true too. I'll be safe with Hurt in the store.

'Yeah, so when you buy vegetables and mushrooms, buy them from my store.

And finally, he even shows off his own store.

'You're just saying everything I tell you, aren't you?

'I'm sorry! But I'm not sorry!

Dad says this in a somewhat sulky tone, perhaps because he hasn't had a chance to show that he is proud to be a father.

But Hurt didn't seem to be bothered by that, and his expression was cheerful.

Well, everyone knows that he is an idiot with knowledge of ingredients.

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