A God Killed Me By Accident, But I Reincarnated As The 4th Son Of The Marquis

Volume 13 Chapter 23: Adding To The Menu

Keith returned home with the cart. 

“I can’t believe those three came.” He was so absorbed in his cooking that he didn't realize the three kings came to his cart. Actually, that was not normal! Not normal at all! He swore he had given them goodie bags. That should be enough for them to hold them back.

And THEY WERE KINGS! 

Alfia muttered, "How could father come here?" She was still a little taken aback. It would definitely be weird for the kingdom not to notice. 

"What's with the look?" Once she mentioned Finrandir, Scarlet noticed Keith's curious expression.

"I feel like I've seen him before." Keith realized he had met with Finrandir before. And not at the festival. It was somewhere else. 

Scarlet thought about it, "Don't tell me he came here before?"

"Eh?"

"You did storm into the elf island before? He might have had Keith's food and become a regular." It could be the case. 

"Hmm?"

"Father wouldn't do something like that. To waste so many coins would be absurd." No king would do that...right? She was having doubts after seeing how he acted these few days. 

He was definitely hooked on his food. 

"Express pass?" "That's still a lot of coins." Those damn express passes were not cheap! If an individual uses the gates multiple times, then sure, the express pass was cheaper. However, it was an absurd amount to spend! 

Scarlet chuckled, “But look at how famous your cart has become. You got three kings, an ex-grand-duke, and a few other high-ranking people coming here.”

“Hehe.” Keith scratched his head while dragging his cart, “Thank goodness Uncle Julius isn’t here.” There was another king who liked his cooking. This one was the first person who tasted his cooking as well. 

“…” “…”

 “What?”

“When you say it like that, I feel he will arrive sooner or later.” 

“…Ah.” If you say, the devil shall appear! And he was right in a way. 

"There's no way. I doubt he would be allowed to come here." Keith waved. 

"Who knows."

In one certain kingdom, 

“What do you mean you guys had a trip to the cart without me?!” There was Julius screaming; he heard about the three heading to the cart today. He growled, “You guys should have invited me as well!"

“Um, how about next time?” Virel rubbed his ears as he stared at this fool. Did he have to shout so loud? It was just going to get food. 

“Promise?” “What are you, a kid?” This guy acted too much like a brat. 

Julius added, “And what about those two?”

“Hmm?”

“I meant those two; shouldn’t they be talking as well?” It was odd to see that only Virel was talking. 

“Oh, that’s because they’re getting chewed out.” That food was probably not enough to appease their wives. From what his wife told him, they seemed to be getting a chew out of a lifetime! Lindor probably saved the elf, while the beast king was probably beaten black and blue. 

“Ahh, their wives are pissed off. Yeah, they’re dead.” It was acceptance. Julius had met with them before, and he knew they were not the type to be messed with. His wife was the same as well! 

"But we should go out and get some food!" 

"Can't, I've-" "Dear, you can go out again, but don't do it so frequently." His wife muttered from the side. Julius could hear slightly muffled sounds, clearly from eating something.

"Never mind, I can come with you." For better or worse, he was eager for more food as well.

"Great! I'll call Edmund as well!"

"What about William?" There was also the boy's father.

"No way!" 

"Eh?"

"He's not joining us!" William already had a fantastic cook and a bunch of bakeries. No need to bring the happiest man with them. 

"But how are you going to escape from your kingdom?" That was something he was curious about. Like the other two, his wife was also watching over his expenditure.

"Relax, I got this."

"..." If anyone else said this, I would be more relieved. 

...

Keith stared at the thing in his hand; that was when he wondered, “What should I do?” Now that he had the ingredients, it was time to think up ways to incorporate them into his cart. 

Logically, chunks of fish were one, like what he did at the festival. The second was the whole fish. These two were methods that customers would enjoy. Staring at the three fishes before him, it was time to test them out. The first one was the snapper. Slowly, it had a gentle yet sweet undertone as it grilled. 

Tasting it, Keith nodded, "There's no need for extra seasoning." It was sweet and lean. Grilling it gave slightly nutty notes throughout the fish. He didn't need to drip it with sauce or anything. The oils in the fish were more than enough to give it a nice sear. 

Next up was the geyser fish. 

“I’ll soak them in some citrus juice to let them get a nice tang.” One thing interesting about this fish is that it absorbs liquid quite well. He noticed this feature as they absorbed water before firing it at them. 

Now, these fishes. The grouper is a tricky thing. Not because they weren’t delicious. It was because he was unsure how to incorporate it. The size was the issue. Grilling them wouldn't work since he couldn't put it on a skewer. 

But frying them is alright. Frying them before was pretty delicious.

“Hmmmm-I think I could work with that!” An idea came to his mind. Heading over to the second island, he headed to the private workshop, “Arlo, can you make something small for me?”

“Sure,” Arlo stopped hammering some weapons, "What do you need?" Keith's items were more of a priority than any other. 

"It's something simple."