I Want To Save the Academy Time-Limited Madman

46 – 7. The place where the treasure rests (3)-The idiot is good at cooking.

Everything at Ruth Orphanage is run by nuns.

It is a difficult task for a person with little hearing loss to handle alone, but she did her job silently without showing any dissatisfaction.

“Donate! Donate! Money..!”

Behind a benevolent smile, there exists a woman who loves money more than anyone else.

The reason the nun loves money is simple. Her capital is not all of this world, but she has the power to match her.

Since long ago, she hated people who didn’t like money. They all only talk about it on the outside, but in reality they love goods more than anyone else.

A man who sold his daughter for gambling debts, or a bishop who preaches God’s mercy while raising taxes.

‘Stupid hypocrites.’

When I saw them drunk with a sense of moral superiority, I felt sick to my stomach.

Well, I’m not in a position to tell others.

To her dispossessed nun, her money was second only to her life.

The reason why I don’t give up my dirty daycare work is because I have to earn money first.

Yesterday, I was barely finishing my work and was bruising when the man came to visit me.

A gray-haired man who looks like a boy at first glance, but also a young man when viewed from another point of view.

Dark circles that look somewhat tired, sharp eyes.

From an objective point of view, he looked like a young man.

“This is the person who will be my benefactor.”

Though the tone was irritating. He couldn’t hear me anyway, so it didn’t matter.

After sharing her conversation, the nun was convinced.

‘It’s Hogu.’

This man is the perfect opponent to use.

Arrogant, confident, face and tone that shows that he has never suffered.

He was born into a prominent aristocratic family and grew up with no shortage, so he is an immature boy who knows nothing about the world.

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Isn’t it too much of a jump? Since he doesn’t know the world, he can only afford to pay 500 gold by washing his image.

Sister knew better than anyone how to deal with this type.

If you set it up properly, never cross the line, and treat it diligently, money will come rolling in on its own. It’s a good type to use the more you think about it.

500 Gold? I’ve never made money myself, so this is probably how I feel about money. The nun snorted and laughed at her.

What is surprising is that the next day he actually came here to volunteer.

This may also be a kind of image washing, but few people actually visit.

‘Even if they come, most of them take a picture with them and then leave. Will this person do the same?’

My personal feeling is that I would rather just take pictures for propaganda and go back. Children are surprisingly affectionate, so they get depressed if the person they once became close to doesn’t come back.

I wish I could just stay still, give money and go. Don’t do useless and unhelpful things like volunteering.

Thinking of that, as I was scrubbing the floor with a rag, the aristocrat gave another shout. It’s annoying to read lips.

“Can I cook?”

Oh really. This man is filthy and soggy. The nun furrowed her brow, but then she put her business expression into motion.

“Ahahahaha. The customer is good at joking. Where is the noble who cooks?”

“It’s right in front of your eyes.”

A little bit of blood drips from that arrogant tone of voice. Be patient Opponent is the customer. A customer who donated 500 gold.

Of course, the nun wasn’t mad at Dyers for nothing. This is because large-capacity cooking is on a different level from normal cooking, and the damage in case of failure is no joke.

In the end, it’s our job to take care of the aftermath.

‘Looks like someone who has never cooked before. Does this look like water? This is really hard, you immature youngster~.’

This is why I hate nobles.

Because the people below do it, you know they’re really good at it. The truth is, you don’t know how painful it is.

What would a person who has never cooked before do?

“You can bet on anything.”

“Wouldn’t it be fun to bet?”

The nun swallowed her anger and accepted the bet. If it’s 10 gold, it’s money that’s left after the material cost comes out.

“Oooh…! Get out of here!”

“Mama! I don’t want to eat what that person cooks!”

“Your hair is white! It’s a snow man..!”

“Guys, making fun of people is not a good thing.”

As if the children were representing the nun’s opinion, they expressed strong hostility toward the man.

She agreed in her pretend to dissuade her.

“It’s a knife.”

The immature child ignored the children’s words and grabbed her cleaver.

A knife that has been used for more than 10 years and has a dull blade.

The nun stared at the scene with eyes full of anticipation.

‘Ehh.. The tendon is cut properly..’

However, the scene behind it becomes increasingly unbelievable.

He took a chunk of meat from his bag onto the cutting board. Looking at the flesh, it is a soft part. Is he going to do stew..?

‘The options themselves are okay, but it’s surprising that they didn’t use the materials from the nursery school. Is it like pride as an aristocrat?’

Anyway, it was a good thing. Because the price of the material is solid. The nun called out for joy inwardly.

The spoiled child closed her eyes for a moment, then finally started moving her knife. Suddenly the nun looked at him with her serious eyes.

Then the kitchen knife moves.

Tada da da da da da dat!

“This feeling… It’s been a while. Is this speed still the limit?”

“… Huh?”

The sword, no, the kitchen knife was nowhere to be seen. When I went closer and checked, the meat was beautifully cut in a certain shape.

What just happened?

She was a nun, but she was confident in cooking, but she had never heard of such a knife.

She Of course, she doesn’t think the quality of a knife is a criterion for judging her cooking skills, but she was sure of something unusual.

Even the expression that I don’t like is…

Immature, no, the boy started cutting again.

“That’s right. It feels like this.”

The nun involuntarily swallowed her saliva.

It’s dangerous. An incredibly spectacular performance. It’s the craft itself.

To the extent that even the children who used to tease him are appreciating it with their pupils wide open.

“Wow..!!”

“Mama! Oppa uses a knife really well..!”

“It’s cool..! It smells delicious too!”

Suddenly, the boy peeled carrots, potatoes, and onions, cut them all, and put them in the pot with the meat.

It only took 3 minutes to get here.

‘At least 15 servings of ingredients cut so fast…?! The shape is also constant like that..?’

After adding all kinds of ingredients such as beef, carrots, potatoes, and onions, I even added red wine I don’t know where I bought it.

Then, put various seasonings in another frying pan and make the sauce. Also skillful workmanship,

“Come and see.”

“Wow… Huh?!”

“Look at the liver.”

“Oh yes…”

At his command-like request, the nun lightly licked the spoon he handed her.

The first taste is sweet, but the end taste is savory and savory.

She forgot the 10 gold bread before she knew it and said with an admiring expression.

“Really delicious..?”

The young master slightly raised the corner of her mouth at the nun’s bewildered expression. There was a slight freshness in her eyes that had always looked tired.

“That’s good.”

“…Did you say that it’s all right?”

“Yes.”

“Did you just see Mama…? Aren’t you two dating?”

“I’m in love~”

“uuu… Mama’s disappointed..”

She just licked the spoon and tasted it, but it seems to be reflected in the eyes of the children. The nun didn’t particularly object.

The more you deny things like that, the more you make fun of them. You shouldn’t pay attention at all.

All that remains is to cook. A savory smell filled her nostrils. The nun drool involuntarily.

“Wait a minute. It’s almost done.”

“It looks delicious..!”

“Brother. Can I eat too?”

“Don’t eat all the people who cursed at you earlier!”

“W-Where’s that…!”

Suddenly, his reputation has changed from a stranger to children to an older brother who is good at cooking.

“It’s done. We’ll distribute them in turn, so wait. This is beef stew.”

When the lid was opened, the stew, which looked appetizing at first glance, revealed its fine appearance.

The children were given their rations in turn, keeping order without anyone telling them. So was the nun.

“…..”

A delicious smell stings my nose.

The children are already frantically eating the stew.

“Wow…”

“Black.. Delicious..”

“Trying to eat something like this for the first time..”

The nun put the spoonful of stew into her mouth with her nervous expression on her face.

“……”

The right heat and cooked beef meets the moderately sweet yet salty broth, creating an exquisite harmony.

In addition, I felt a sense of refreshment that I couldn’t find after washing my eyes.

I think it tasted like this at a high-class restaurant that I only went to once when I was young.

When she turned her head and looked to the side, she saw the young boy with an arrogant face.

Seeing the nun, he opened her mouth as if laughing.

“Call me Dyers.”

“…..”

I am angry. However, she couldn’t say anything because of the taste she had to admit.

Recognizing his intention, Dyers reached out his hand. The nun suddenly took the hand.

“..? What are you doing?”

“Now, didn’t I hold out to catch you?”

“I don’t know what you’re talking about.”

The eyes of the man who said that were clear at a glance. As if there is only one thing you want.

The nun immediately felt her death. The reaper of her cooking was in front of her eyes.

“Give me the money.”

“I’m hard of hearing, customer. Enough then.”

Bet 10 gold.

That kind of thing didn’t exist from the beginning..!

“Give me the money.”

“Uhhhhh…!”

“Hee hee hee hee hee.. Here..”

The bloody money was ripped off.

The nun revised her assessment of him.

It’s not an ordinary ‘Hogu’.