I became a food developer

The snack that has the largest share in the snack market is 'potato chips'.

Potato chips are a snack loved all over the world, so much so that when you think of snacks, they come to mind.

But potato chips didn't start out with this reputation.

The first potato chips had several problems, such as crumbling and oxidizing easily.

Because it crumbles during distribution, only potato crumbs remain when it reaches the customer.

The snack that emerged to solve this problem is 'Pringles'.

A synonym for potato chips that are stacked in layers according to specifications in a long cylindrical can.

In a snack market where you get a foreign substance called potato chips when you buy nitrogen, this is the only snack that contains potato chips.

It took two months to magically bring the Pringles from my memory to life.

Perhaps because of the experience gained, the time taken to make cola was much shorter than before.

"Is this candy…?"

"It has a unique appearance."

The magicians of the Magic Tower reacted curiously as they looked at the Pringles piled up in the bowl.

Because the snack they knew was dried crops sprinkled with salt.

"Yuri, what kind of crop is this?"

"Potatoes."

"Ah, potatoes…?"

Lanya's face became noticeably pale.

"You made cookies out of potatoes?"

"yes."

Of course, since this is a snack I created from my imagination, no real potatoes were used.

But even taking this into account, the rejection Lanya showed was beyond imagination.

It was the same with other wizards.

That's understandable, since in this world, potatoes are called 'devil fruits' and are shunned.

The fact that potatoes grow 'underground' and have a dark color and a bumpy shape made them seem ominous to the people of this world.

After people started eating raw potatoes without peeling them, they started to get sick and started to be called 'devil's fruit'.

'Anyway, there are a lot of prejudices.'

It might be a little ugly to eat.

"How can you eat potatoes anyway?"

"Try it, you'll know once you try it."

At my boast, Ranya half-believed it, but she still picked up the Pringles and put it in her mouth.

"… I really eat it?"

"Then I'll wake up early."

At my nagging, Ranya closed her eyes tightly and stuffed the Pringles into her small mouth.

There was a crunching sound.

and.

"…uh?"

Lanya's eyes widened like a rabbit's.

"how is it?"

"… … Were potatoes originally this delicious?"

Lanya ate the Pringles again as if she had never shown any reluctance before.

Another dot with a cute mouth.

Close your eyes and roll your tongue around in your mouth to savor the taste.

'You said you hated it so much earlier, but now you're eating it well.'

I said, snickering.

"Let's have some cola together. It goes well together."

"I wonder?"

Lanya, her eyes sparkling, filled her glass with cola and drank it along with Pringles.

"Wow…"

Lanya's expression softened like melting snow.

The wizards who were watching the provocative reaction also started tasting Pringles one by one.

"Oh, it's delicious!"

"Oh!?"

"Is this a snack?"

"What the heck have I been eating so far… …"

The reactions were no less than those of Lagna, rather than more.

The Matap family members are desperately craving Pringles like a bunch of beggars who haven't starved for days.

'At this rate, I won't have anything left to eat.'

I was looking at the sight with satisfaction, and quickly moved my hand to take the Pringles to my mouth before the bowl was empty.

Crispy!

"nice."

The salty taste that spreads in your mouth along with the unique crunchy texture of Pringles.

'This is candy.'

While I was at it, I also had a glass of cola.

"Ugh."

The sweetness of the cola and the saltiness of the Pringles danced in my mouth.

"Senior, do you have any more of this?"

Aria asked, her lips licking, "Have you eaten everything already?"

Aria's face turned red, and it seemed like she liked Pringles too.

But unfortunately, that's all for today.

"None. This is the end."

Magic stones are consumed to bring imagination into reality.

In this world where magic stones are more expensive than gold, you can't waste magic stones on something like tasting them.

If you want to eat it, you have to make it.

However, the only problem that needs to be overcome here is that permission must be obtained from the magicians of the Magic Tower.

Because I couldn't use the public funds of the rooftop as I pleased.

Well, I think I know the result without even seeing it.

"Okay, so anyone who is against making Pringles, please raise your hand."

There was no one.

I think you probably wouldn't have heard it even if it was there.

Because it's a public vote.

*

The production of Pringles went smoothly with the full support of the wizards.

'When will the Pringles be ready?'

'You know, those cookies from last time.'

'Hello, when is the release date?'

Every wizard I met asked me when Pringles would be released instead of saying hello.

And one thing I learned along the way was that Aria's sense of taste was beyond imagination.

"This doesn't look like a pure potato. It looks like it was fried in oil with flour and salt added… … ."

Aria tilted her head as she chewed on the Pringles.

"There's something else that piques my interest, but I don't know what it is."

"… Are you a cook?"

"My parents run a restaurant."

Oh, right. That's right.

'I forgot.'

Aria's parents ran a restaurant on their country estate.

Aria, who grew up under such parents, is also familiar with cooking.

But even so, I couldn't help but be surprised.

I knew you had great taste, but I never thought it would be this good.

Especially the last part that made me want to eat it seemed to be talking about msg.

'This could be useful.'

There's something I want to try.

"Leah, can you recall specifically the tantalizing taste you mentioned earlier?"

"If you want to be specific, how much are you talking about?"

"Enough to be able to 'implement'."

Aria frowned.

"It's so mysterious that it seems difficult. I think I'll have to taste it a lot to get the feel of it… … "

"Then taste it."

"Are you okay? It costs a lot of magic stones."

"Don't worry about it. This is all research."

The processed foods I make are, strictly speaking, different from actual processed foods.

Because it was a product of my imagination based entirely on my memory.

Since memory is not accurate, we cannot guarantee that the taste is complete.

That's why it took half a year to make cola and adjust the taste.

But even that couldn't be called a complete cola.

Since everyone's taste is different, the taste of cola that I perceive is bound to be different from the taste of cola that others perceive.

People's tastes differ from region to region, and the difference becomes even greater across the world.

But there was one substance that everyone agreed was delicious.

It's 'MSG'.

Food additives can be said to be the beginning and the end of processed foods.

A magical white powder that makes even the most tasteless food taste good just by sprinkling it on it.

'You can make MSG cheaply by using just a few low-grade magic stones.'

It's a crazy world out there, you can make msg without any ingredients.

*

Pringles production took place faster than expected.

Aria was the one who figured out the ingredients that go into Pringles.

It was natural that stock development would be faster since there were more raw materials and less to implement.

The development of the 'original' flavor stock had long since been completed, and now the various flavors of Pringles were being implemented.

"Now, just sprinkle this stock over the potatoes and you're done."

Ciel sprinkled finely grated Pringles stock evenly over the potato slices piled in the bowl.

Then, the soft potato pieces curled up tightly and Pringles were completed.

I nodded as I took a bite of the finished Pringles.

"Good."

The crispy texture, the salty taste, and the sweetness of the onion within.

It had the perfect 'onion' flavor.

"But is it necessary to make the potatoes all the same shape?"

"That way it won't break."

Pringles are delicious, but their essence lies in their crumb-free can.

The reason for grating potatoes and cutting them into uniform shapes was to prevent crumbs from forming during distribution.

Ciel was amazed at my explanation.

"Ah! So it was designed with distribution in mind. If it's something like this, the cookies won't break."

"Yes, if you stack potatoes in a round container, they won't break easily. They're also easy to store."

Although there would be an additional step to match the specifications of the potato, it was not a difficult task for alchemists who were capable of more detailed production.

After that, I asked Ciel to make a Pringles container and left the workshop to return to the Magic Tower.

however….

'what?'

The atmosphere at the returned tower was somehow noisy.

Wizards who normally stay locked in their rooms and never think of coming out were flocking to the lobby.

I was wondering if today was spring cleaning day, but I soon realized that wasn't the case.

Because Ranya was sweating profusely in front of the VIP, wearing a white robe that she might only wear once a year.

The person Rania was struggling with was a handsome young man with blond hair slicked back.

'Who is it?'

I tilted my head and asked a passing wizard.

"What's going on?"

"Ah, Lady Yuri. You're back. But please go in quickly. The Third Prince has come to visit."

"If it's the third prince… … "

"This is Leon."

"Oh, I see."

Sensing that it was a bother, I quietly turned around and left the tower.

at that time.

"… There he is! That kid is the developer of Coke!"

"Lord of the Tower…?"

Lanya avoided my gaze.

"That's right, the developer who created cola."

"… … ."

The third prince of the empire came to see me.