“She is the head cook of this mansion. And she should have some knowledge when it comes to wine.”
After all…wine was heavily related to cooking.
Yes, it was obvious that we should ask her about it.
Sebastian did now know enough to give me an answer, so I had to talk to someone else.
Besides, as soon as the wine arrived, Ms. Helena would be involved with its fate.
“Very well. I will discuss it with her. Should I do that now?”
“As it is right after lunch, it should be a good time. However, don’t you have to make the herbs?”
“Well, that won’t take long. So I can do it later when I have time.”
“I see. Very well then. Come with me.”
As I had Weed Cultivation, it did not take long to make weeds.
If someone…like Ms. Lyra or Milina helped me, then it would be over quickly. And so I could do it later.
Sebastian then guided me to the kitchen where Ms. Helena was likely to be.
…Now that I think about it, while I had been here for a while now, I had yet to see the kitchens.
I wonder what it will be like…?
“Excuse me.”
“Sebastian? And Mr. Takumi. Did something happen?”
We moved through the mansion and arrived at the kitchen. Inside, Ms. Helena and a few other cooks were in the middle of eating their meal.
Aside from the ovens and stoves, there were metal counters, knives, wooden cutting boards, shelves filled with tableware, and a place to wash things. It was a very substantial kitchen.
The cooks sat around a small table in the corner and ate.
“Is this a bad time?”
“…Mmm…gulp… Not at all. I have just finished. So, what brought you all of the way down here?”
As she was nearly finished, Ms. Helena hurriedly ate the last few bites on her plate and swallowed before answering Sebastian.
The other cooks also began to eat hurriedly.
As it wasn’t an emergency, there really was no need…
“We wanted to ask you about something. It’s not related to food, but drink…”
“That’s unusual of you, Sebastian. Is there something you want us to improve?”
“No, that is not it. Lady Claire is very satisfied with your work here.”
“I also enjoy your cooking very much, and have no complaints.”
As it was unusual for Sebastian the butler to confide in her, Ms. Helena wondered if there were complaints about the food.
As she worked for nobles, she would have to always listen and make improvements based on such feedback, which must be a lot of work.
…Perhaps it was like having to listen to customers complain at a restaurant.
But Sebastian and I then assured her that this was not the reason we were here… And that her food was as good as we could hope.