Chapter 49

Chapter 49

Clever Plan

"To be door slam rejected again like this..."

"Sir Durand?"

"It's nothing. Don't mind."

When I asked Princess Alice who Isabella is, an unexpected answer came back asking if I mean the Marchioness of Aberdeen.

Suddenly who is the marchioness again? I immediately did twenty questions.

Finding out she had misheard 'Isabella' as 'Ishbel.' They say the real name of the Marchioness of Aberdeen is Ishbel?

And the person who caused the misunderstanding of looking exactly like me, some man of a European royal court who was together with Princess Louise 7 years ago.

The atmosphere between the two was very subtle, so the princess said that appearance continued to bother her mind.

Of course the princess knew nothing about that man. Along with the key point of the incident naturally passed to Princess Louise.

Yes, since it became like this, I tried once a frontal breakthrough putting the princess I became close with in front.

And the result was exactly this. Door slam rejection again!

The person who was fine until yesterday suddenly saying she's sick and refusing the meeting. Well, the weather did get sharply cold in a few days. Did she catch a cold?

"Sorry. It seemed an important matter."

"What does the princess have to be sorry for? It's fine. What can I do if Saint George doesn't want to tell."

Princess Alice who was saying let's do the treasure hunt together until just now, while listening to my talk seemed to have some interest and willingly accompanied even to Windsor Castle.

It wasn't that she talked about birth secrets or such, but she also seemed to realize that the part she imagined about my origin didn't match at all.

Important places of the royal court like Windsor Castle even nobles can't enter without an invitation.

But if together with the princess everything is free pass. Of course achieving the purpose failed.

What I was worried about was only one. The situation where a real birth secret exists for me.

Honestly to put it bluntly, my parents and I don't look very alike. The eyes and hair color were completely different. Well there is also atavism.

But if, really if my real parents are actually not real parents, and I'm something like an abandoned illegitimate child of some noble family?

Really troublesome! If abandoned there would be a reason for being abandoned, and no matter how I think the intuition that troublesome matters will arise.

In the end I'll have no choice but to ask my parents. I hope they just say one word 'No, there's no such thing' cleanly.

I don't want to do twenty questions with my parents, so end exactly here! Cleanly incident ended! Further worry is useless!

Thinking that suddenly my mind became much lighter. So I decided to just give up the audience with Princess Louise.

"Since I came this far while at it continue the Queen�s relics... Huh?"

Far away at the other end of the corridor someone waving an arm and gesturing was seen.

It was that person I saw at the tea party.

The talkative Countess of Albemarle.

Suddenly what's the matter?

"Oh my, Sir Durand! I was going to visit the manor anyway!"

"Yes? Me?"

"By any chance do you have time? I have something urgent to say!"

After the tea party became half-hearted due to the sudden disappearance of the princess, I also slightly did background checks on the participants at the manor.

While helping with the manor work I acted friendly with attendants or servants. Occasionally throwing one bread or something.

Then everyone spilled without any suspicion.

If it was me I would have first thoroughly kept the mouths of subordinates shut, but they absolutely didn't even imagine that a guy like me who rolled in unexpectedly would dig information.

Among them, from this woman who has the nickname Countess of Albemarle, the smell of money came strongly.

Finding out there was no one who didn't know she was His Majesty Edward VII's mistress? They say he pushed various businesses from the time His Majesty was the Prince of Wales? She has a lot of real estate in London too? Receiving noble treatment even though not a noble?

That is, it meant the number 1 person to get close with at Windsor Castle.

So I immediately nodded.

"I don't mind. But before that there's a person I have to receive permission from."

I turned to look at the princess beside. Then she floated a question mark on her face. Does she not know her position well? So I kindly added an explanation.

"Princess, is it okay to postpone the play for a moment?"

"I'm fine. Because it's not urgent. Shall I give way?"

"No, because I don't know the mansion geography it would be good if you stay beside."

Since I couldn't talk about relics in front of others, I roughly bluffed it as play. But the Countess of Albemarle seemed to have some misunderstanding of my words.

"Oh my, already the two of you became like that?"

"Yes? No, absolutely not such a thing! It's rude!"

"Aha?"

"It's not aha!"

I should have used another word instead of play! Why of all things did I say play?

"So, for what matter is it? Do we have to move the place?"

"Ah right, there was the business, right? Right, moving the place would be good."

The countess looked around and whispered lowly.

"Shall we go to that reception room? The fewer listening ears the better."

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Trickle.

The Countess of Albemarle skillfully poured tea into the tea set.

She also brought out several desserts as accompaniment, but I only smelled once and didn't touch my hand. Just looking it's covered in peanut butter, how am I supposed to eat that?

But the princess started pouring the dessert into her mouth with an excited expression. Moreover even repeatedly letting out exclamations saying delicious!

Nutella wasn't up to that level of reaction, right? Well, since everyone has likes and dislikes I understood.

I absolutely must not let the princess find out the fact that I'm the developer of peanut butter!

"It's nothing else... It's a problem that only Sir Durand who invented this peanut butter can solve."

Oh damn! Suddenly why are you hooking in?!

I felt the princess who was startled beside sharply turning her head toward me.

I tried not to look beside, and quickly passed the fire.

"What problem is it? Just quickly spill it."

"It's a really important problem. You absolutely have to promise to help. Because it's a matter the great affairs of the British Empire are at stake. Of course if you help I'll pay the appropriate price."

Great affairs? But is there something I can help? I'm just an ordinary chef? Ah, is that the purpose?

"By any chance, is it a cooking problem?"

"Right. Will you listen?"

She's using the eloquence of continuously circling and arousing curiosity. It was the mouth of a high society person.

When I agreed, the countess let out a long sigh then finally started bringing out the main point.

To summarize without long words, it was the words that the problem is His Majesty liking meat too much. That is, a request whether I can't make delicious health food that His Majesty will like as much as meat.

I already noticed His Majesty's health state seeing the magnificent physique. Even considering the era it was a bit serious.

But isn't that much okay?

"No, meat in the morning too, meat at lunch too, meat in the evening too! He doesn't even touch vegetables at all! He has age too so if it continues like this who knows when he'll collapse! So even if vegetables are put in meat dishes, he only takes those out and doesn't eat!"

She's speaking as if she became a real wife. If I didn't know she's a mistress and heard, the words what relation does that have with your house almost came out.

But the countess was speaking under the premise that I already know that fact. What? I didn't act knowing at all.

By any chance, did she deliberately let the servants leak her secret? Thinking about it everyone spilling too easily was strange. This side was also a high-level who rolls quite a bit of cunning.

When I missed the timing to retort, the countess also omitted the useless persuasion stage. A player recognizing a player.

But well, such an attitude suited my heart perfectly. I lightly tapped the table with my finger.

Even in my previous life I saw numerous picky eaters. Of course this also had a solution.

"The method is simple. Make cooking that produces true taste only when vegetables and meat are harmoniously consumed and give it. And gradually reducing the proportion of meat while changing that little by little in stages."

"...Is such a thing possible?"

In most European cooking of the current era vegetables were only used as sub-ingredients that add flavor. Especially in nobles' haute cuisine vegetables were only used as side dishes by cooking separately.

For example, the style of grilling asparagus or carrots, potatoes separately and serving with steak?

So many nobles only saw vegetables as decorations and didn't even try to touch them. His Majesty Edward VII also seemed perhaps such a case.

Didn't Her Majesty Queen Victoria scold when picky eating?

"By any chance if there's such cooking, please tell me the recipe! I'll somehow the reward..."

"Yes, good. Isn't His Majesty's health soon the prosperity of the British Empire? Just in time I have a suitable recipe I developed but not yet public, will you listen?"

"Please!"

I also briefly circled and said, the effect was tremendous! The Countess of Albemarle started stomping her feet how desperate she was.

In fact if it's His Majesty's health problem, it wasn't completely unrelated to me either.

He's an excellent backer who gave 40 sovereign gold coins at the first meeting, and even gave the title and manor so of course he has to live healthily longer.

Only then can I do business with peace of mind in London, right?

"How about this? I'll tell you 5 cooking recipes that His Majesty can sufficiently eat vegetables. For now I'll give 1 as a gift today, and if there's effect come find my restaurant in London again. You can take the rest then. I guarantee the effect."

"Fi-five?! The price...?"

"Hmm, the price."

Instead of answering I first sipped one mouthful of tea. Delicate aroma and unique flower scent. It was very luxurious Glenburn tea.

If what I can obtain from her, what immediately comes to mind is high society connections and power.

Even if I slightly take a reckless move in London, I needed the control power enough to solve the problem soon. Moreover even if I don't wield it directly, in the direction that the risk is covered by another person.

In fact before coming to this manor there was something I did groundwork to acquire one factory. I'm curious how that result came out...

But there's no person who first steps out for another's profit. Unconditionally one has to make them think they also boarded the same boat. That's the basic condition. Of course, they have to reach that conclusion themselves.

So I casually threw.

"What need is there for a price? I already received sufficiently from His Majesty."

"Come on, still! Is there really nothing you need?"

The need is for you to find and offer on your own.

Money? Even now I'm busy stopping the Earl of Derby from forcibly stuffing the checkbook into my pocket. There's no shortage of investment destinations right now. If urgent there's also Mr. Henry's Barclays Bank.

That is, if urgent won't they come finding carrying anything haphazardly? Saying what one wants right here was the words of a low-level person.

"It's fine. For now taste once now and judge. By any chance the countess might think it's not good?"

"Yes? Now? Right here? Can it be made even here?"

"If you just lend the kitchen. The ingredients are simple so I can make it soon."

Korean food somehow felt guilty leaking the recipe. What if later in history all Korean food is transformed into British cooking! So I only use Korean food when I really have to display skill.

But if it's cooking that originally developed in the West like chicken or peanut butter, Nutella, it doesn't matter using as a means of making money as much as one wants.

It's only revealing about 20 or 30 years early, so what? What about samgyeopsal? That leaked without me knowing!

In that point there was exactly one Western cooking that anyone can like while eating meat and vegetables together, and that doesn't feel awkward at all even if appearing in this era.

The king of 21st century franchises.

And the emperor of carb protein fat balance.

Hamburger.

Carbohydrates with the bun, protein with the patty, fat with cheese, and essential fiber and minerals with vegetable toppings!

It's excellent health food, right? Moreover since there's no cola yet the sugar intake won't be high either.

When eating a hamburger if one takes out the vegetables the taste doesn't come out so forced consumption becomes possible! Nutritionally much better than eating only steak every meal!

I intended to present this hamburger recipe to His Majesty Edward VII and exchange it for power.

Not the tasteless meat bread sandwich that would be being sold somewhere in America around now, but with the strongest combination that won through the franchise war in the 21st century!

Big Mac and Whopper. If I just imitate that level similarly won't it be enough?!