"Fluffy Bread" was popular with my family, plus I added the task of making yeast liquids regularly.
... Yeah, I'm gradually running out of hands on my own.
Somehow, I think I'm saying something extravagant, but I really feel like I can't maintain quality unless I'm someone with the same [appraisal] than I rely on [appraisal] to identify the quality of alchemy. Besides, there is the problem of difficulty in communicating the identification of different timings, and the problem of needing someone to help is behind it.
... and a six-year-old alchemist apprentice? I don't know who I want to be...
I have that problem today, but the morning market opens today, so Kate and I are out of town to buy ingredients for the next thing we make. The magic practice in the morning is only closed today.
And it was when I was walking around the city under such circumstances.
"Can you do a disciple in a store where only such a poor quality mon can be made!
A boy as old as me came out, van, and roughly opened the store door.
"Don't say bad people say bad quality! You're the one who broke the door!
From inside the store, a man yelled angrily at the boy's words.
And one of the bags was thrown out. I'm sure it's the boy's stuff.
... I looked up at the sign in the store and it was an alchemist's shop.
I was really curious about his words when I said "poor quality" and decided to take a look at it in [appraisal], though it might be a little bad.
[Marcus]
Civilian/eldest son
Health: 50/50
Magic: 170/170
Occupation: Alchemist Apprentice...... Was
Skills: Appraisal (3/10)
Prize Punishment: none
I knew I had [appraisal]! And an alchemist apprentice! More in the past!
He's the only one! Discover the delicacy!
I rushed over to him to pick up the thrown bag and grabbed Gash's hand. Kate the Left Behind is amazed at what is going on.
"I'm Daisy, the alchemist. Can I talk to you for a second?
"Huh? A chick like this is an alchemist? What are you talking about... it's true"
At first he was surprised, he stared at me (perhaps looking at me in an appraisal) and squealed with surprise open his eyes.
And, so, "Ugh," there was a loud noise from his stomach.
"Are you hungry?
Ask him as he turns his face bright red.
"I had an argument with my parents before I ate my meat in the morning, and I didn't eat it."
That's what I said, gasping and scratching my head as I pressed my stomach.
"Hey, Kate. You don't have a grocery store available at this hour, do you?
Ask Kate, who is stunned behind it.
"It's still early in the morning."
That's what Kate nods.
"There's something I want to talk to you about, and come to me! I'll feed you breakfast."
That's good for Kate, isn't it? Ask.
"Shall I ask Bob?"
I nodded like Kate had no choice, and I decided to give up the market that day and go home with him.
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Go home, ask him to wait a little on the front porch and ask your mother for permission to invite him in.
"Mother, there's a boy who would love to help you with the alchemy, and the kid is hungry for being kicked out of his previous workplace this morning. Can I invite you home and feed you?
Mother chuckles and nods, "Fine."
"If you're going to help me, make sure you meet me and your father properly later."
And the nail was stabbed once though.
Finally, we invite Marcus inside the house and we head to the kitchen together. Then, Bob wasn't there, but Maria was.
"Hey Maria, this kid's still hungry for breakfast. Is there anything I can feed you?
"Just one of our servants is resting, and we have one loaf of bread and extra soup. Let's reheat it."
That said, Maria moves to support.
We sat back and waited for the two of us at a table for servants in the kitchen.
"What the hell is this bread! It's delicious!"
Marcus was surprised by the bread served. This is the example of "fluffy bread". At home, bread is supposed to be served 'fluffy bread', including servants.
"It's made out of alchemy, too."
I said looking at Marcus hitting the bread looking delicious.
"And hey, I can make something like this"
That said, I showed him the potion I put in the pochette and the high potion I put on my desk.
"What! Such a good quality guy, I've never seen one! Did you make that?
I am surprised to see two bottles.
"Yeah, I'm making other mana potions, and I'm delivering them to the country's military."
delivery to the country, and Marcus blinks when he hears that
"You're amazing by the looks of it. Oh, I'm Marcus. As you can see at the age of seven, he's a civilian."
Marcus, finally over for breakfast, names himself.
"Yeah, I know because they showed it to me in [appraisal]. Because I was faking it earlier, because although I may not have seen it, I can also use [appraisal]. I'm Daisy, six. Nice to meet you."
I smile and name my name.