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

Elvis family room after dinner.

Everyone is meeting together.

"Takeo, Frederick... making rice. What should we do?

Do you still want to build a village?

Ballybaric. "

"That's right... it did go well with that food and curry... and it had some great stuff.

It can also be considered suitable for other dishes.

Wholesale this to the city could sell quite a bit.

The first village plan we talked about is for three or four years from now.

If you think realistically, you have to look for a farmer to make it first.

Making each village at this stage won't work.

So I thought you said you were going to ask the farmers in this city to make it.

Bari... zuzu... ha...

In the meantime, we will have to proceed with the selection of the planned sites while watching the Berte family create them.

"That's right.

Ballybari... zuzz... ha. Tea is delicious.

Besides, this time it's an assessment of the people who eat the dishes I propose without resistance.

It's not about how the people in the city rate this when they get out of town.

Demand creates supply.

Farmers, who are implementers, will not be convinced that the future is cheap to prepare supplies first, even if the rulers think it is cheap.

If it doesn't sell, it's a loss, right?

I don't think you take the risk.

So now it's better to ask the Bertes to confirm the procedure and make instruction books when providing installation instruction.

Grandpa Elvis, Frederick and Takeo are sitting on the couch and talking about making brown rice pancakes as an after-dinner sweet... (it's a hassle, so I'll call it pancakes) while eating pancakes.

"But I didn't think it was that much.

Frederick.

"Yes, I thought it was the texture of beans like the soybeans you served before, but it was a strange cereal that was sweet and soft.

I do know what the Lord says about wanting to move to make it... but this year it will be reasonable to have the Bertes make it and negotiate so that a few farmers can participate when we make it next year.

"I don't... I don't care.

I didn't know it would take years for rice so good to be mass-produced. "

"Well, and basically the staple food is wheat, so you have to put wheat production first over rice.

You're still not self-sufficient, are you?

"Right... you've contacted the bureau chiefs to expand the production of wheat by the South Town.

I consider West Town's share in South Town... so if you look at it as a whole, it feels like a slight increase or something.

If we can export the uster sauce outside our territory, we'll have a slightly better tax yield, so maybe we can turn it to subsidies for rice people.

"As a Kitamizato family (of which), you want to increase imports from the demonic kingdoms and the Kingdom of Briani.

That will increase your sales revenue, so you can turn that amount to further purchases.

"Mm-hmm. If we think about the realm, we have to give priority to making wheat.

But I also found the rice attractive enough.

I'd like to increase this too... but Frederick and Takeo say wheat is the number one priority, and I know it's important there.

Do I have to rely on imports at Takeo's for the time being?

Grandpa Elvis is troubled by his arms.

"Well, I guess so.

That's why I received it.

"Right.

Takeo and Frederick nod.

"Pari... pari..."

"Polippoli..."

Alice and Erica are listening to three conversations as they pick pancakes and rinds.

"Bally-riggy-riggy-riggy... delicious chi no"

"Kiyu."

"This time Karin Toru is thin, isn't it?

You can eat this.

"Nya-na."

"Is that it? Are you licking your balls, Karinto?

You can't chew until it's tender, can you?

I'm watching my neighbor's balls as Chibiconoja eats her own share of pancakes.

"Nha."

"Kalinto for pancakes, and rice and stock.

You've been eroding Japanese food for a long time.

That's what the little pana says as she eats karinto.

"Hey, thanks to Takeo.

Ah! No more pancakes!?

Biella, you're eating too much. "

"Ahhh?? Ahh?

"Kew?

They're both like, "You're not gonna like this, are you? And there's tomorrow, isn't there?" and see Konoha.

"Well, it sure as hell just doesn't take anyone else's share.

Tomorrow I might give it to the Bertes and Steno Technologies for a souvenir, so maybe I can't eat it?

"Ah!?

"Kew!?

Two people marvel at Konoha's "No Tomorrow" declaration.

"You don't have to be so surprised... Biella and Ku have to hope that everyone's souvenirs tomorrow aren't pancakes.

"Ahhh..."

"Kyu ~..."

Two people snort weakly.

The door to the guest room is knocked and when Grandpa Elvis responds, the educator and the children come in.

"Counts, Viscounts, ladies and gentlemen, the children have come to greet you to bed.

"Um, I went to the city today, but could I buy what I needed?

"Yes, I bought a lot of things.

Good luck with your training from tomorrow.

Rufina answers.

"" "I'll do my best!

Serene, Luana and Vito answer.

"Um, that's good intent, but you don't have to rush it.

Don't you remember that for sure?

"" "" Yes!

The children snort at Grandpa Elvis's words.

"That's right from me... the people who coach me will give you guidance by halving your original work.

Thank you for that and take it seriously.

You guys should be able to get your deacons and maids' jobs perfectly ripe one day.

But no one has been able to do it since the beginning.

First, act in no hurry, and ask questions without shame.

This is important in doing your job.

Sleep early today and prepare for tomorrow.

"" "" Yes!

Kids nod at Takeo's words.

"Okay, let's take a bath and then go to bed.

Rufina, Serene, Luana, Vito, come.

Count, Viscount, ladies and gentlemen, I beg your pardon.

All four greet you to bed.

"" "" "Count, Viscount, ladies and gentlemen, I beg your pardon.

The children bow their heads.

"Uhm."

"" "Good night.

The adults watched their children exit.