Since ancient times, meat simmered or steamed in alcohol had never failed to taste delicious.
“The sharp fragrance of the liquor removes the meat’s unpleasant odor, while the gentle heat softens its toughness.”
He happened to have the perfect ingredient as well.
“So….”
Candy-Trap Tree
A tree whose base swells into a round shape like a piece of candy. It is hermaphroditic; its leaves grow outside, while its fruit develops inside the swollen trunk. If the intensely sweet and bitter fruit of a Candy-Trap Tree is not removed at the proper time, it begins to rot within. Depending on various conditions, the fruit mixes with the tree’s sap and becomes vinegar, juice, or fruit wine.
“Yes. This one.”
Gio removed a small ceramic jar from the basket held in Dana’s mouth. Dana had run an errand to the ice storehouse. When she spat out the basket, Argio placed a piece of Golden-Step Sheep meat between her jaws.
The omnivorous cat, who was not a picky eater, did not reject raw meat. Unlike an ordinary cat, Anti-Cat Dana had a dense, even row of teeth and thoroughly enjoyed the morsel.
“Meung-mang-mang….”
“What a good girl.”
She had been growing more with each passing day. He hoped she would eat plenty and grow as round as a pig. Then he could blow five raspberries on her belly instead of just one. Gio smiled contentedly.
“One benefit of the Candy-Trap Tree is that each tree’s contents mature to a different degree. Perhaps because…