Joshua felt as if he had been possessed by some kind of God of Cookery today.
Based on the memories in his mind, every dish he made perfectly recreated the appearance and flavor he had wanted.
The first dish he finished was sweet-and-sour pork ribs.
Since pig farming in this world was nowhere near as developed as it was on Earth, the ribs Joshua used... were supposedly from a very formidable magical wild boar.
The meat itself was extremely expensive, but more importantly, this magical boar was about five times the size of a human. It was the kind of monster that could smash through a shorter city wall in a single charge.
So the sweet-and-sour pork ribs Joshua made... how should he put it? The portions were also roughly five times normal size.
Each piece of meat was about as large as two stacked fists.
At first, Joshua had worried that the meat would be too dense for the seasoning to soak in, but the dish that emerged from the pot confirmed one thing for him...
Yes, that was right. It was sweet-and-sour pork ribs enlarged by about three times—a potful that could feed ten people.
"Father, Father."
Joia had already started drooling at the sight of the freshly cooked sweet-and-sour pork ribs. She kept tugging on Joshua's sleeve, urging him on.
"Messiah, could you help cut it?"
Joshua used Order Magic to lift an enormous rib from the pot. After setting it onto a huge serving platter, he realized this thing needed to be cut with a sword.
"Did you make roast meat?"
Messiah patted the duck feathers from her clothes and hair, then came over beside Joshua carrying a duck that had already been cleaned. She stared at the gigantic rib.
"This doesn't count as roast meat.