A Mid-level (Middle-aged) Office Worker’s Laid-Back Industrial Revolution in Another World

Takeo and the others are leaving Low's store for their next destination.

"Your husband.

Earlier... "

Gina listens.

"What's wrong?

"No... aren't you making the next liquor fast?

Walt whiskey has just started selling as well.

"The fact that the sale has begun means that the product has been completed.

If the raw materials are well purchased and manufactured and sold, all you have to do is make and sell them.

The research department must look for the next item to sell.

"Is that the beer I just said?

"Even if manufacturing can be done with existing equipment, I think it will take a few years to determine 'the flavour the market wants (...)'.

I think this is a problem for food processing businesses.

"Is it flavor?

"Yeah.

The farmers who are making me crops can't decide until the actual flavour.

You know, freshness, how much fruit comes from one seed, it's stuck in the fruit...

I want something different from the flavor, and I don't care so much about the 'flavor the market wants (...)' thing.

Instead, in short, 'I made vegetables, etc. I don't know how to process it later. "

"... is it?

Gina tilts her neck.

"Yeah.

But farmers are good with that. They work hard to make crops. That's enough.

So. Ahead is the problem.

No wine, no meat, no vegetables... we can't survive on the market without processing this so we can have it delicious.

Gina would also love to have a delicious Madeleine and a non-delicious Madeleine right in front of her, wouldn't she?

"Yes! Delicious is good!

Gina nods.

"The delicious thing is, 'The flavour the market wants (...)'.

Do you want to use the same ingredients to cook the same... and Gina wants to pay for it when she says, 'I made it the same way with the same ingredients, so please eat it at the same price as the reputable store over there'?

"I don't want to pay. I will never go to that store again.

If you want to pay for the same, I want to eat something delicious.

"Yeah. Neither do I.

Determining flavor as a company is a struggle.

It's not because the producer thinks it's delicious, it's only because of the buyer's choice of flavor.

Especially since you can't change the drink system for hundreds of bottles once you decide on the flavour.

"I see... your husband. So you should think about the flavor determination time and start now, right?

"That's right.

I think you should do it one by one now.

Takeo and Gina were talking as subjects.

Behind it.

"Lord Alice. Mr. Takeo is serious about this, isn't he?

"Yeah. Isn't that awesome?

That Mr. Law is also the head of the liquor store union... he's a pretty good guy in this city.

"Uh... Mr. Takeo. Do you know that?

"I didn't know you probably knew... that? Didn't you tell me?

Alice tilts her neck.

"Do you know and that correspondence?

I think I've been threatening you... "

"Is it always oh?

"It's tough.

Alice and Erica laughed.

Okay. Next store.

"Ki... Master Kitamizato?

Monica discovers Takeo at the store.

"Hi."

Takeo smiles.

"Nah, what... what... what's wrong?

Monica is full of wolves.

"... what are you behaving suspiciously... is there something?

"No... I'm not...

In the meantime, please, in the reception room.

Monica leads Takeo and the others as she drips.

"So. How's the business?

"Finally... we have finally launched a stationery and toy department.

"Have you ordered enough?

If it's not enough. "

"Full of the status quo! It's full!

No additions now!

Instead of saying that with the nobles of each royal family and king capital and the stations and knights of king capital... why are they coming so much?!?

"Is that it?"

"'That?' It's not!

Dear Kitamizato! What did you do?

"Give each royal family a souvenir, teach your contemporaries aristocracy... that's it?

"Where does it happen and there are so many orders...

Ha... Master Alice understands, but what about this woman?

Monica sees Erica.

"I'm an advisor to the Third Prince family.

I say Erica.

"It's Erica Kiros.

Best wishes.

"Nice to meet you.

Um... we manufacture furniture, so if you can order something, I'll do my best.

"Okay.

I will consider it in Wang Du because I have a move.

Erica will meet.

"Furniture... the lab's"

"I'm giving it to Master Victor! Make up your mind quickly!

Monica says it with a serious face.

"... hmm?

Takeo said, "Did you get that report? face."

"Your husband. Looks like he's pushing quite a bit.

Gina says shit.

"Dear Kitamizato! The platoons also decide!

"I thought I left that to Mr. Brooke and the others..."

"Your husband. I haven't finished approving it.

"What about the paperwork?

"I'm renting you a room in the Inspector General's Department, right there.

"... Monica. I'll see when I get home.

"Quickly, please!

Monica turns her impatient face to Takeo.

"Yes.

Ah. What happened to the fabric shelves?

"Ugh... is that it..."

"Well, I didn't know you could sell it all of a sudden."

"There are quite a few orders coming.

"Why?"

Takeo tilts his neck.

"I don't care why you said it... the ladies in the pleasure zone who said it when we talked about it before saw it, but it meant I'd buy it for now.

They didn't seem to have a very large room and wanted a smaller shelf than originally planned, so they plan to make about 4 different sizes when selling to suit their needs.

"It's going well.

"Though I'm a furniture store, I didn't expect the day to come to cut or sew cloth.

But... it's pretty funny, isn't it?

I thought everything had to be made of wood... but it seems to be a good inspiration to the craftsmen.

"Really... then. Around here today.

"Welcome home?

"Yeah. I'm just here to see your progress and complexion.

I'll come back when Monica and the others are settled.

I want you to make something new.

"... is it a new thing?

Monica listens back in horror.

"Yeah.

Even so, it's a red pencil.

"Red... pencil?

The core is black now, isn't it? Put that in red?

"Yes. I tried to talk to you about whether you could make a red pencil... but relax when you feel like it because you're not in a hurry.

"Yeah. I'll talk to you.

Monica nodded slowly.

"Yes. Bye. Sorry to bother you.

"Sorry to bother you.

Takeo and the others are leaving.

"Red pencil... maybe this is quite a challenge..."

Monica thought about it alone.