The Omnipurpose Restaurant in Dungeon City

It might not be surprising, but dwarves are a race that receives quite a lot of prejudiced views.
Their eccentric and arrogant behavior, stubborn craftsmanship, unique racial culture, and hot-tempered personality, among other things.
There were various reasons, and because of that, most dwarves themselves accepted it.
In fact, it’s closer to not caring what others say rather than accepting it.
Anyway, among those many prejudices, if we were to pick one representative one, it’s the prejudice that dwarves’ meals would be extremely rough.
Naturally, as they mostly engage in physical work and prefer a muscular and bearded appearance, it automatically leads to such associations.
However, contrary to this perception, dwarves are an artistic and emotional race capable of creating delicate and beautiful ornaments.
Of course, they’re not barbarians and wouldn’t deliberately eat roughly.
Especially Miley, who was a dwarf who prided herself as a gourmet, having visited various restaurants to the extent of creating an alcohol map.
“How about a dish called chicken?”
Even for such a Miley, the chicken dish Jin prepared was captivating from the cooking process.
‘A dish fried in so much oil.’
Didn’t he fill a large pot full of oil, literally using it like water?
Even in the high-end restaurants Miley had been to, she had never seen so much oil used.
‘At most, the ingredients were only half-submerged.’
Of course, even that was impressive, but.
After seeing what could be called the textbook definition of frying right before her eyes, that seemed more like pan-frying rather than deep-frying.
Moreover, the sound of frying fully submerged in oil was different.
Sizzle sizzle
Bubble bubble
The beautiful sound of oil from all sides of the ingredients and the savory smell!
Just from that sound and smell, Miley had already downed a glass of beer.
“The crispy chicken is ready. Here, eat it with these chicken radishes, salt, and sauces.”
“Huh, is this really food?”
And when Jin presented the finished chicken, she couldn’t help but be speechless.
Such a clean and beautiful golden color!
For a moment, she thought it was a sculpture made of gold rather than food.
Especially the unique pattern of batter covering the chicken’s exterior made that illusion even stronger.
‘It’s like the waves of a stormy sea.’
Such a complex pattern couldn’t be achieved by simply coating with flour.
It must be the result of secret techniques and know-how, like the work of a skilled artisan.
‘I think I’ve heard that swords forged in foreign methods have such wave patterns.’
She even had foolish fantasies like wondering if this chef named Jin might be a foreign artisan who applied that know-how to this food called chicken.
“That can’t be.”
“Pardon?”
“It’s nothing. Let’s see how this chicken you’re so confident about tastes.”
Erasing the absurd fantasy from her mind, Miley finally picked up her fork.
But as if it was too precious to eat right away, she first lightly scratched the surface of the chicken with her fork.
Crackle-
“Ooh.”
A light and crispy sound like scratching freshly baked bread delighted her ears.
The sound, without a hint of sogginess, raised Miley’s expectations.
Crunch-
After checking the sound, Miley boldly stabbed a piece of chicken with her fork.
Judging by the shape, it seemed to be a chicken leg.
‘Indeed, not a single part is crushed or stuck together.’
The chicken, fried while fully submerged in oil, was finished with a perfectly uniform color and shape.
‘I wonder how it will taste.’
Every aspect that could be checked externally before eating was perfect.
Then all that’s left is to taste it
As the chicken slowly approached Miley’s mouth.
At the same time as the savory smell unique to fried food and the spice aroma from the batter violently invaded Miley’s nostrils.
Crunch-!
“….Hah!”
For a moment.
Miley thought she had bitten into thin glass.
The chicken’s batter had such a sharp crispiness that it could cause such an illusion
The illusion that each wave-like pattern had become sharp glass shards ravaging Miley’s mouth.
But the result was filling her mouth not with blood and wounds, but with pleasure she had never felt before.
‘Could fried food be this crispy?’
The sensation of the batter spreading in her mouth with a crisp, cheerful sound, scratching her soft mouth, gave a strange pleasure that was both ticklish and refreshing.
What comes after piercing through that batter is chicken meat full of juices.
The soft yet elastic chicken meat met the contrasting crispy batter, and their synergy doubled.
Known as crispy outside, juicy inside.
This secret technique, considered both a basic and a killer move in chicken, was recreated in Miley’s mouth.
Tremble tremble-
Miley was already stunned by the shock, but it wasn’t over yet.
Before she could be surprised by the texture, the taste of the chicken swept in, demanding attention.
The taste of the batter, combining slightly spicy and stimulating spice flavors with the savory taste unique to fried food.
Added to that, the juicy, mild taste of chicken meat
The intense and stimulating taste of the batter and the soft, mild taste of the chicken meat complemented each other’s lacking parts, leading to a perfect taste.
“…This is freaking delicious!!!”
Therefore, it was an inevitable reaction for Miley to shout after barely chewing and swallowing the first bite.
This level of taste was something she had never experienced in any restaurant she had visited so far.
Even expensive dishes she had paid gold coins for weren’t as good as this.
Pleased by her honest and refreshing expression of emotion, Jin added with a smile.
“Haha, it’s good to eat it as is, but it’s even more delicious if you eat it with the salt or sauces I provided.”
“What? It gets even more delicious from here?!”
“Yes, in order, there’s salt, mustard, and seasoned sauce.”
Miley’s gaze, already full of astonishment, turned to the bowls placed beside her.
She knew about salt, but the yellow sauce and red sauce next to it were things she had never seen before.
But Miley was a brave dwarf, too brave to be intimidated by something she was seeing for the first time.
Above all, she couldn’t resist the chicken becoming even more delicious from here.
“Ah, the fork is troublesome.”
Miley threw away the fork and started eating the chicken with her hands.
Although unintended, it could be called the fundamental posture for eating chicken.
Miley, who had now brought out her hands, dipped the chicken in each sauce without hesitation and put it in her mouth.
Crunch-
The salt was ordinary salt, but it added saltiness, making the taste more stimulating.
Crunch-
The sauce called mustard turned out to be a sauce made from mustard.
It had a sharp and sour taste that seemed to neutralize the greasy taste of the fried food.
Crunch-
The red sauce called seasoned sauce, contrary to its bright red appearance, was a sauce where sweetness was the main taste rather than spiciness.
“How is it? It’s more delicious when eaten together, right?”
Nod nod!
Miley, with chicken in her mouth, answered by nodding her head while continuing to eat the chicken.
All three sauces enhanced the taste of the chicken even more, creating a devilishly addictive taste that made her inhale it endlessly, leaving no room to speak.
“Mmph..!”
After eating several pieces hurriedly in succession like that, when her throat got blocked.
Gulp gulp!
“Kyaaah!”
Miley, who cleared her throat by chugging beer in one shot, was left in a daze with an ecstatic expression.
Anyone could see that she had fallen for the fantastic combination of chimaek.
It was the moment the first believer of the Chimaek Religion’s Dungeon City branch was born.

“Whew~ I admit it, I admit. You’re the best among all the restaurants I’ve eaten at so far. I can’t not give a permit to such a restaurant.”
Crunch crunch-
Miley said while eating the chicken radish pickle as a palate cleanser.
“Whew, that’s a relief. I was a bit worried.”
“What’s there to worry about? Making such dishes and then acting humble just makes people feel bad, you know? A true artisan should be proud, that’s what I’m saying.”
“You’re suddenly sounding like an old fogey.”
“This brat, after I went out of my way to give advice! Fine! Just give me more beer.”
“You’ve already finished it?”
“How many bottles do you think this is? For a dwarf, this much is no different from drinking a few glasses of water.”
“Hmm, then would you like to try a slightly different beer this time?”
“A different beer?”
Jin rummaged through the refrigerator for a moment and brought out a different beer.
“The beers we drank earlier were lighter and had stronger refreshing qualities. These are a bit heavier and have stronger aromas.”
If categorized by his previous life’s standards, they would be called lagers and ales.
“Oh? Changing the taste isn’t bad either. Let me have it.”
Whoosh-
Gulp gulp-
Perhaps due to the trust already formed, Miley immediately drank as soon as Jin poured it.
“Hmm, this feels closer to what I usually drink. Of course, the taste is incomparable.”
A noticeably darker color, closer to brown, than the beers drunk earlier.
Unlike the previous beers which had a strong taste of light and sharp carbonation, this one was characterized by a heavier, denser, and smoother swallow.
Crucially, the bitter taste mixed with subtle hints of fruit or flower aromas and the savory flavor were felt much more strongly.
She seemed to understand what Jin meant when he said it focused on taste and aroma rather than refreshment.
“It might be better to drink this alone rather than with chicken, but the one we had earlier would be better with chicken, right?”
“You sound like an expert.”
“I could be called a half-expert. The only reason I don’t make alcohol myself is that I’ve been around drinking so much alcohol, do you know how many barrels that is?”
“If you like alcohol so much, why don’t you make it yourself?”
“Hah… I wanted to do that too. But circumstances didn’t allow it.”
Ah, is this perhaps a heavy story?
Somehow, it started to lead into another worry counseling situation.
Although unintended, this too is romantic.
Jin didn’t refuse and listened to Miley’s complaints.
Well, it was a common story if you could call it that.
Miley, who loved alcohol, actually wanted to become a master brewer.
But despite appearances, she came from a respectable family of blacksmith artisans, and her parents strongly opposed and didn’t give permission.
Even when she went to a brewery, they didn’t accept her due to prejudice against dwarves, saying she would just steal and drink the alcohol.
After experiencing such situations several times, she eventually gave up and followed in her parents’ footsteps to become a blacksmith artisan.
She became satisfied with working as an inspector part-time and going around drinking alcohol.
“Hmm, but in that case, couldn’t you just make it at home instead of at a brewery?”
“What? Make it at home instead of at a brewery?”
“Yes, like the beer just now.”
“Why this beer?”
“That beer is also a craft beer made directly at a pub, not at a brewery.”
Craft beer.
As the name suggests, it refers to beer produced in small quantities by individuals or small-scale establishments, not by large companies.
In Jin’s previous life, it was a genre popular enough to cause a boom at one point.
Beers with unique tastes rather than standardized flavors were mostly these craft beers.
You can tell the taste just from Miley’s praise just now.
Well, these days it’s become so commercialized that it’s available in convenience stores nationwide, so it feels like it’s lost its uniqueness, but.
Anyway, the point is that it started as individuals making unique beers.
Jin was suggesting to Miley that she try making such craft beer.
“…I’m a bit taken aback. I’ve always thought that alcohol could only be made in breweries.”
“Well, you’d have to look into things like laws and permits and whatnot. But how about giving it a try?”
“But what would I do after making it? Drink it all by myself? If that’s the case, how is it any different from just going around drinking like now?”
“You could sell it to me.”
“What?”
“Ah, of course, not if it doesn’t taste good. But if you make delicious craft beer, couldn’t I buy it and serve it to other customers?”
Jin has the means to store it and a restaurant to sell it.
Above all, Jin really wanted to try craft beer made by a dwarf in a fantasy world.
Miley laughed helplessly at Jin’s proposal.
“Haha… It’s scary when someone who sells such delicious beer says that.”
“Well, if you don’t want to, I don’t mind…”
“No!”
Slam!
Miley, who downed the remaining beer and slammed the glass down hard, shouted.
“I will definitely make a beer that will satisfy you!”
In her eyes burned a fire filled with intense passion.

“Have a safe trip!”
Ding-a-ling-
As she left the store hearing Jin’s farewell, Miley glanced back at the store.
Next to the store’s door was a mark that wasn’t there when she entered.
The marks for restaurant business permit and liquor sales permit.
It had now become an officially permitted restaurant.
Miley felt something fateful about the fact that she had marked its beginning.
‘Maybe it’s because I’m about to start something new too.’
The craft beer Jin mentioned.
If she were to actually do it, there would be a lot to prepare and look into.
Since Miley knows nothing about making beer, she’d need to find a retired master brewer and learn the basics from them.
Even if she’s making small amounts on her own, a competitor is still a competitor.
It won’t be easy to find a master willing to teach their techniques. Especially if they’re a dwarf.
Additionally, to avoid being caught for illegal brewing, there are many places to get permits from.
Swish-
Miley took out a map from inside her clothes.
On the map marked with various O’s and X’s, she drew a large circle at the location of the Omnipurpose Restaurant she had just left.
“I guess it’s about time to end this part-time job.”
Miley’s alcohol map is complete with this.
She felt confident that she no longer needed to search for new alcohol shops from now on.
The day she used for her part-time job will now be used for the new craft beer production she’s about to start.
“Ah, but first I need to make the things he asked for.”
A few items Jin requested before she left the store.
They had already become the top priority order for the dwarf artisan Miley.
“Well then, I should get going too. To a new beginning!”
The dwarf who had regained her dream hurriedly set off towards her workshop.
The guild falling into chaos due to the retirement of Miley, who had been doing the work of several people for over 10 years, is another story for later.