I became a food developer

The party was held.

Our White Tower family and alchemists were invited.

"Ugh, I knew cola would be good from the start."

Ciel said in an excited voice.

In front of her were dozens of empty cola bottles.

Even though there was no alcohol in the cola, his face was still flushed.

He seemed to be intoxicated with a sense of accomplishment as an alchemist who had created the original ingredient of cola.

It's not just Ciel.

"Our tower has now achieved proper results."

Aria, who had been secretly hurt by being compared to the Ta Matap, was purely delighted by the fact that the status of the Matap had risen.

"Should we remodel our rooftop? The exterior looks very old… …"

Lanya planned a large flex that was not answered.

Besides, everyone was busy drawing their own rosy futures with the aforementioned faces.

"Senior, you've made money, but what do you want to do with it?"

"Of course."

"What is it?"

Aria listened curiously.

"development."

"development?"

"huh."

"You developed cola ramen, right?"

"What are you talking about? I have other things to do."

How many processed foods are there besides cola?

Ramen, cookies, cereal, pies, soda, fast food… … .

If I were to list them all, it would be endless.

Cola is just one of those items.

match!

I applauded to liven up the mood.

"I'm sorry, but I'll postpone spending money until later while everyone else is excited."

"Eek?"

"What are you talking about? Should I put off spending money?"

"We need to develop new products."

"New product? Already?"

Even though it had only been a month since I developed Coke, everyone's eyes widened when I said I was going to create a new product.

Ranya asked with a hopeful mind.

"You're not saying you're going to spend all the money, are you?"

"You have to use them all."

"You have this much money?"

"You know, Lord Matap. A lot of money goes into food development."

The first month of cola sales definitely exceeded my expectations.

But food development costs much more than that.

For example, the amount of magic stones consumed in the first stage of product development, which is to extract imagination, easily exceeds several hundred thousand gold.

The money you put into alchemy must be spent like water.

Coke was cheap because it was artificially carbonated, but the other things were likely to be difficult from the start.

'Even cola isn't perfect yet.'

A product doesn't end just because it's been released. There are cases where problems are discovered after release.

There were still several areas that needed to be improved, such as the cola container being crude and the carbonation leaking out.

No matter what, money was the issue.

"Senior, how about leaving a little bit aside? I heard that Lady Lanya had high expectations for the remodeling of the Magic Tower."

"Hmm, maybe so?"

I was about to give in to Aria's persuasion.

It's not that I don't think our rooftop is very old, even to me.

They say it's a historic building that was built a whopping 300 years ago.

They say that they shared the founding of the empire and its history.

The interior of the White Tower was as messy as its long history.

The stairs creaked with every climb, and it wasn't uncommon to find a room where the door had blown off during an experiment.

Because the tower itself is so large, unused rooms and floors are left in a damaged state.

The White Tower tried to wrap it up with the fancy word tradition, but to me, it was just old stuff.

It wasn't for nothing that Lanya brought up the term 'remodeling'.

'If I save, I think I'll have some left over... ... '

I definitely felt a little guilty about spending all the money on my own.

But what is happening?

"If it's because of me, then it's okay. It's the money Yuri earned, so she should spend it however she wants."

"Really?"

"then."

I tilted my head at the sight of Ranya unexpectedly backing down obediently.

If you give permission so easily, it's not Ranya.

As expected, Ranya was deeply mistaken about one thing.

"It's unfortunate, but there's nothing we can do. We have no choice but to postpone the rooftop remodeling until next month."

"What are you talking about? I have to spend money next month too."

"to?"

"I didn't say anything. I included the money I earn every month."

"What the heck?!"

Lanya was so shocked that she almost fainted.

"Then, five hundred thousand gold… … "

"It's initial capital."

"… … … ."

Aria, who was supporting Ranya as she fell backwards, glared at me.

'Hmm, maybe I was a little too succinct.'

Of course, I didn't say this with the intention of just spending Matap's funds.

Because the development of cola wasn't an achievement I accomplished alone.

It was a business that I would not have been able to start without Ragna's support.

It was Ciel, not me, who created the stock that could be considered the real thing for cola.

Aria, whose parents run a restaurant, is the one who carefully added the ingredients that go with the stock.

Besides, the result of our Matap family's hard work is cola.

No matter how much I thought about eating it raw, I couldn't.

I'm just confident.

"Don't worry, I'll use it with permission."

I was confident that it would be impossible not to get permission.

"What are you trying to make?"

"Well, I'll tell you about that later when I make it."

First of all, we need to solve the problem of carbonation in cola.

"You build up high expectations and then it doesn't turn out that way."

"Don't worry. I'm sure you'll like it."

Knowing this, I selected candidates for the next processed food that Ranya would prefer.

'Even a wise man can't resist snacking.'

I'm sure Lanya will like it too.

No, not that.

*

Human beings are a bundle of desires.

When I sit down, I want to lie down, and when I lie down, I want to sleep.

When you eat something delicious, you want to eat something even more delicious.

Humans are amazing animals that find dissatisfaction in satisfaction.

What this is about is… … .

[The cola tastes strange. Please request a refund.]

[This is a border area, so when I came back and drank it, it was bland and tasteless. It didn't taste like the one I had in the capital.]

[Why is my cola the only one that isn't carbonated?]

I taught carbonic acid to the people of this world who had not known about it, but now they started claiming that there was no carbonic acid.

"Are there really so many people who are like that? Why are you complaining when you drink it late? It's natural for the carbonation to escape."

Ciel consistently maintained an attitude that it wasn't worth responding to.

Because in this world, it was common sense for carbon dioxide to leak out.

It's the same concept as asking why hot coffee is cooling down.

That's understandable, since it was impossible to store carbonation for a long time using the other world's container technology.

Since carbonated drinks did not exist in the first place, the technology to contain them did not develop.

Because of this, the carbonation was bound to leak out easily.

Because most of the lids used in this world were 'corks'.

The cork stopper had many holes in it, which allowed the carbonation to escape.

Of course, the solution was not difficult.

'Because we just have to develop a bottle cap.'

I sketched a lid on a blank piece of paper.

It had sharp teeth that were evenly spaced around the circumference.

Ciel, who was looking at my sketch from the side, tilted his head.

"What is this?"

"It's a bottle cap."

"Is this a bottle cap?"

"yes."

"To me, it just looks like a crown shape?"

"That's right. That's why it's called a crown cap."

A cap that is opened with a bottle opener in foreign countries, but is opened with a spoon in some Asian peninsulas.

It was called a crown cap because its shape when flipped over resembles a crown.

'When it comes to cola, it's the crown cap.'

When you open the lid, the sound of carbonation bursting out is so loud! I can't stand it.

"Are you going to use this crown cap instead of a cork?"

"you're right."

I nodded at Ciel's guess.

"This will be the new cap for Coke."

*

Crown cap.

This lid, which was designed to prevent carbonation from escaping, may look simple, but its principle was not simple.

Because the difficulty of opening the lid varies depending on the number of teeth on the frame.

If there is too little, the lid will come off easily, and if there is too much, it will not open.

So, after numerous experiments, the modern crown cap was standardized worldwide with 21 teeth.

"Amazing, with this I don't have to worry about the carbonation escaping."

Ciel's eyes sparkled after hearing my explanation. He looked like he wanted to make it right away.

Because the alchemist of this world was an all-rounder who was also a blacksmith.

There is a reason why the ransom is expensive.

I also drew a bottle opener that came with the crown cap and showed it to Ciel.

"What is that?"

"It's a bottle opener."

"Oh, I guess it's the opening ceremony."

"That's right. You open it by fitting the teeth of the cap into the groove of this bottle opener."

"I think you're really amazing, Yuri. The cola, and the crown cap and bottle opener… How do you always come up with such brilliant ideas?"

"I think it's innate."

If remembering past lives is something you are born with, then I guess it must be something you are born with.

"How long will it take to make?"

"The structure is simple, so I think we can make it quickly. The prototype will be ready tomorrow."

"Please."

"Please leave it to me."

Ciel expressed his confidence.

And the next day, a new cap for Coke was born.

*

"Is this lid called a crown cap?"

"That's right, it's nice that the carbonation doesn't leak out."

"I agree. The colas I bought last time were bitter and didn't taste good at all."

"This is truly amazing. How did you come up with the idea to develop a lid like this?"

"The developer of Coke is clearly a genius."

People's reaction to the new Coke cap was very positive.

As the drawback of cork stoppers not retaining carbonation for long disappeared, cola sold like hotcakes.

There were even collectors who collected cola caps.

Meanwhile, the public's reaction to the renewed cola continues.

"Let's make a new product."

At a gathering of all the Matap family members, I announced the development of a new processed food.

"Have you decided what to make?"

"Yes, I've decided."

"What are you going to make?"

"I'm going to make cookies."

"snack?"

"There has to be something to go with the cola."

One thing that was disappointing while developing cola was that there was no snack to eat with it.

But why cookies?

'Because nothing is as popular as candy.'

Sweets existed in this world too. They were even quite popular.

Especially those who stay in their rooms all day, like wizards, will go crazy and run towards it.

When you're bored, you start eating a piece or two and then you can't stop eating snacks.

Of course, it would be difficult to compare other-worldly sweets with modern-day sweets rich in nitrogen.

At best, the snacks from another world were just dried crops sprinkled with salt.

Especially that monstrous salt bomb.

'Ah, that was really hard work.'

Every time I saw the members of Matap eating such food, saying it was delicious, I had to writhe in pain.

For me, the other world's sweets were something I had to force myself to eat in order to survive.

Gulp.

As I recalled the terrible past, I heard the sound of saliva being swallowed.

Everyone was drooling at the mention of snacks and waiting for what I would say next.

Aria, unable to bear it any longer, asked.

"So what are those cookies?"

I smiled confidently.

And he said leisurely.

" Pringles ."

The king of potato chips that took 20th century America by storm.

This is a real cookie.