Chapter 43: A Couple of Chocolatiers
Vespera had brought us dozens of crates, each filled with fruits and choco beans. The villagers seemed excited to try something new, so I asked the small demon spiders to give everyone a bag with fruits for them to try at home.
As for the choco beans, we took them so we could experiment and find out the best way to make good chocolate with them.
We arrived at my home and went straight to the kitchen, then unloaded some of the choco beans into bowls.
I asked the princess to stand next to me and get a hold of one of them, since I was going to use nature magic to process the beans, I thought it would be good practice for her too.
("Alright, let's think... These aren't exactly cocoa beans...") I thought as I grabbed one and placed it in my mouth. ("They taste extremely bitter... Like, the darkest chocolate I've ever had...")
"Okay, let's try this!" I said confidently while focusing magic onto my bowl filled with choco beans, slowly melting them all together into an aromatic, thick, brown paste.
The only sugar that we had was the brown sugar that we imported from the other cities. It wasn't terrible, but it had its own flavor to it that just wasn't as refined as the white, fine sugar from my old world.
So I poured the sugar into another separate bowl, and focused magic on it, thinking about the consistency and flavor of the white, sweet, powdery sugar that I used to know. After that, the sugar did look more finely grinded, but it still kept a somewhat yellowish color.
After mixing the sugar with the melted choco beans, I grabbed some milk that I was keeping in my void pocket, since it kept it from expiring, and slowly poured it into the hot mix while my gravity magic swirled the contents of the bowl.
When I turned to look at the princess and explain to her the process, I noticed she was at the same step as me, swirling the hot mix while slowly pouring milk. ("Woah, she learns fast. Even with her 'magic assimilation' skill, it shouldn't be that easy to copy every single step I made without some sort of reference...")
"Is this right?" she asked, placing the milk jar down on the side.