Ascendance of a Bookworm

I made the decision to make ink, but I can't make ink right away. First, I have to go to Siege's woodworking workshop and have my parents introduce me to another woodworking workshop.

When I got to the woodworking workshop, the assistant I was in front of did a fine job at the counter. He looks up and smiles lovingly like a hack.

"Hey, Mr. Benno, Sieg's brother"

"Call my parents."

To Benno's words, the aide instantly flips himself into the back. "Parents!" she heard her screaming low, then her right two arms thick, her bearded parent paying for the wood scraps on her clothes, came out snuggly.

"Hey, Mr. Benno. I'm sorry, but I haven't finished all the lower back walls yet."

"Oh, I was hoping you'd introduce me to another woodworking workshop today."

"... what do you mean?

Parents turn their eyes on each other like it's cool. Benno glanced lightly at his shoulder as he saw how it was going.

"I don't mean to break the contract. My order has been delayed. You wouldn't get any more work, would you? There's a connection, any woodworking workshops that can turn the job around from here? I want to order a job for him."

As Benno said so, pushing me forward for a long time, my parents loosened their expressions as though they were horrified. Then he strokes the beard of his toy, looking at me as he wandered from top to bottom.

"Hmm. So you want me to turn you to Ingo's? Let's go."

That's what my parents said, and they were going to take me to a man named Ingo's workshop. It seems that the parents go out of their way to go with them to make sure they know exactly where they are supposed to be by introducing them straight away. There seems to be a lot of power in the workshop.

Ingo seems to be a young parent who has just recently become independent. Having said that, although they seem a little older than Benno, they would fall into the pretty young category if they were in their 30s, given that there are a lot of people who look roughly 40 + years old who are called parents.

"I can't take it on us this time. Ingo, what do you say?

"Speaking of which, you had a big job in there. You gonna let me bite one over here, too?

"It's up to you, isn't it? Your guest is this little lady. And then say hello."

That said, the parent at Sieg's is leaving. My parents, who were called Ingo, looked down at me and looked openly dismayed. I can't help it because I'm just a little musty, but I'm a child who doesn't even seem to have finished the baptism ceremony.

"For the winter handiwork, I want to prepare the board. So just be sure to keep your delivery dates."

I order by specifying the size of the board.

What makes it a winter handiwork this year at the orphanage is reversing and making cards. The Reversi table should be on a thick plate, you can draw a line on top with the ink you made and write the mass eyes, and the stone should be cut into small pieces and inked on just one side. Mass, if it's the size that fits in your eyes, I'm happy that it doesn't have to be round to interfere with the game.

Finally, I think if we make chess pawns, we can play together on the same board. However, the chess pawn is rejected because of the complexity of the shaping. The "first woodworking class" I plan to do at the orphanage is too high a level. It's a chess pawn. All you have to do is write your name on the board, so it's easy to make.

Chess and chess are different? No one knows that, so just make the right decision about the pawn movement, even the name. Yes, I am the rule.

Though I also thought about making cards out of paper, the cost is cheaper for the board than paper. And since it is Japanese paper that is made in Mine Workshop, I don't think it would be suitable for cards unless it was processed if it were to be slightly modified. If you make it out of thin plates, it would be okay for the kids to treat it a little rampant.

You may want to keep it that way about colors and markings, but you might want to think about what you should do with J, Q, and K. Painting is too hard.

"Still, so many boards, what the hell do you use them for?

Match your guild cards and pay your advance to Ingo. I had the workshop manager's guild card, and the fact that I was just able to pay for it seemed to increase my credibility, and my ingo got a little crushed attitude.

"So it's winter handiwork? The details are secret. Enjoyment since it was done. If it sells well, please do it again next year."

"... next year, isn't that exclusive?

Ingo gave a thumbs-up of his parents leaving.

"Mr. Benno's exclusivity is in that workshop over there, but I haven't made a clear decision yet. I'm going to look at the quality of the job and the credibility of the delivery date before I judge it."

"Heh, well..."

"Well, say hello to the Gilberta Chamber of Commerce for delivery"

"Oh, it's good to see you again in the future"

Having finished ordering the boards, I went back to the store, held by Benno.

When I return to the store, I am seated at the table in the back room. Benno and Lutz at the front and were to be questioned about their future plans as soon as possible.

"Come on, wash up and throw up"

Slapping at the table with Don, he looked at Benno, staring at me, and thought it was like investigating a detective drama.

"What? I didn't do anything wrong. I'm guilty. I'm innocent."

"What are you talking about, Idiot? What we're going to talk about is what you're going to do, right? What do you use that board for? What are we gonna do with the ink? How do you make it? What do you got? Spit it it all out."

Lutz stepped out of the side to forgive Benno's momentum. I frown like trouble and pinch my opinions.

"It goes hand in hand with paper making in the Mine Workshop. I'm having trouble not making plans. Don't you need something to make this time, something to pick up in the woods?

"Er... wait a minute. I want to tidy up my head."

Take out the calligraphy board and write down what you make and what you need for it. Plates and ink for toy making. To make ink......, I can see my head getting organized by writing.

While I was organizing my head, it seemed that Benno and Lutz were also preparing notes, with wood tags and ink.

"Making it by hand in the winter is planned for 'Reversi', 'Pawn of Chess' and 'Trump'. These are the plates and the ink you need to make them."

Benno frowned in surprise at my words, tilting his neck.

"... what the hell is that thing you just lined up?

"It's the same toy as Karta. Oh, but unlike Karta, adults can play too"

"Ho?

"I think it would be perfect for next winter's free time crushing"

A snowstorm should crush your spare time while you're trapped inside the house. I get tired of all the handiwork. What the hell are millionaires spending while the poor try to earn change by hand?

"Whatever we make, we want to make ink as soon as possible because ink is a must"

"You said you'd make another ink in the ink workshop, didn't you?

"Yes. If you're making ink in a completely different way than the ink made in the workshop, you don't need permission to make it on your own, and you don't complain, do you?

If the manufacturing method is kept secret or made in a workshop with permission from the association, there is also a risk that if it is bad, it will hook up to contract magic. Sometimes if you make it on your own, you're violating something and you can be punished.

"Well, if we do not know how to make it, if it's a new thing here, it can't be hooked up to contract magic, because it doesn't mean we're going to need someone's permission. They'll complain a little bit, but you can laugh at him with your nose. However, because you said something extra to the parent of the ink workshop, exploration and information-gathering are coming here..."

"Is that it? Did I say something extra?

I'm only going to say the least I need, but it's weird. Benno caught a glimpse of me leaning his neck.

"What if you just know how to make the ink you're making right now, and there's other ink, and you know how to make it, and it's not extra!?

"What? But the current method of making ink was to identify the type of ink, and the information on the new ink, isn't it to prepare your mind? As far as I'm concerned, I think it's better to sell the prototype to the Ink Society and have it mass-produced, so it's not that extra."

Beno frowned a lot and held his temples down. He shook his head several times to say he could not understand, and then stared at me.

"Wait a minute. You want me to sell the method to the Ink Society?

"That's right. 'Cause when Mr. Benno created the Plant Paper Association, he bumped into a vested interest, and it was pretty tough, wasn't it? You're still being helped, aren't you, Mr. Otto, struggling with a soldier in combination? You've spread your hands too wide to keep up with the number of employees, haven't you? It is impossible to create a new association by dividing it up to ink. If anyone wants to do it, let's throw it round."

The Botanical Paper Association was made before I knew it, and I still seem to be manned enough to give up.

But Lutz has also told me that Benno is going through a lot by turning his relatives to create an association of plant paper in the city of the extra mile and to build a workshop. Even the Italian restaurant I started against Ilse had zero Marc saying it was hard because I stuck my neck in a non-specialty business. I think the new ink association on top of this is reckless.

"... I get a headache sometimes when I'm asking your opinion. What do you think profits are?

"Because I'm not a merchant, I'm a witch apprentice, right? If you don't want to be blind to what you're going to make in the Mine Workshop, you should expand the manufacturing method more and more and lower the unit price by having it made in different places."

Lutz, who was listening to me and Benno's conversation, sighed slowly. And it brings the story back to the main point where it was off the road.

"Mine and my husband can't talk about business about ink until ink is complete? What are we going to prepare to make ink?

"Uh, what do you come up with with that's going to be ink," ink, "" oily paint, "" gutenberg ink, "" crayon "? But among them," Crayon "is not the only thing that suits the ink of a print, so you're going to put it behind you for a second."

"As always, I don't see how you can explain Mine. So, what am I supposed to prepare for?

I drop my gaze on the script board.

"I call the ingredients for making colors pigments, but the easiest pigment to get to make black is coal (soot). If you use coal as a raw material, every ink will be black, so gather coal first."

To make ink, mix coal, glue and perfume. For oily paint, combine coal with dry oil. For convenience, I call it "Guttenberg ink," a viscous early printing ink that can be made of boiled linseed oil and coal.

"The 'ink' I know is made from vegetable seed oil, sesame oil oil oil and coal collected from pine smoke, but you can't choose for a prototype, can you? In the meantime, why don't we just clean each house's jaws and chimneys and collect them?... and you did this last year"

To make a coal pencil, I remember being dressed in rag clothes and being made to clean by my mother. In the end, Lutz should have cleaned his own house to collect the amount of coal.

"Oh, you did it. But the mothers will be happy, and the ingredients will be gathered, okay?

"Then I'll do our coal, too, so come clean up"

Benno hitches a good ride. It is necessary to clean the chimney or chimney before winter. If that's how you gather the ingredients, fine.

"Will Mr. Benno even pay for chimney cleaning?

"Oh, let's increase the amount of coal without any hassle"

Benno laughed niggardly at what he was up to. I don't know, but it would be nice if there were more ingredients.

"When the coals are gathered, what are we going to do? What else do we have?

And he gathered coal, and Lutz wrote on his book board, and beheld me. I look down at my calligraphy plate to make sure that what I need for ink is coal and glue.

"Is it glue next? Glue is a powerful paste that can be picked from cows, pigs and other animal skins and bone marrow, and used to refine coal to make" ink, "as well as to cement the back cover when you make a book."

"Heh, animal skin or bone marrow... It's already winter season, and if we do pork processing in the orphanage, can we collect it?

"Ugh...... Yeah."

A pig was beaten to death in the countryside, and I was frightened for a moment, remembering where he hung me. Now that I have just gotten used to it, I think I can endure it without losing my mind or crying, but I can hardly stand it because I am powerless and unsuitable for the dismantling of meat.

"Pork processing in an orphanage? Have you ever done this before?

Benno tilts his neck. I'll think about it, too, but eating is always a grace from God, and even calfe potatoes can't have the experience of pork processing in orphanage kids they never saw.

"I don't think there will ever be"

"If so, do you want to order the same amount for the orphanage because we do winter support?

"It helps! Best regards,"

I have a fever every year and fall, and I have never participated in pork processing in my neighborhood. I have no handover to the butcher, nor can I hold down the smoked cabin. I ask you to join hands with Benno's words.

"With that skin and bones, can Nikawa?

"Somehow I know how to make it, but you've just never made 'glue'. But there's a lot of use, so I want anything to succeed."

The glue has been removed, boiled, concentrated, hardened and dried by immersing animal skins, bones, etc. in lime water, and other unnecessary items such as hair. They're more water-resistant than those picked from the skin.

I'd like to take it off the skin if possible, but the top priority should be done.

The main ingredient of glue is collagen, a type of protein, so amateur handmade ink rots when left alone too much. Summer temperatures and humidity tend to rot where they are high, and when the temperature is too low, it solidifies, making it surprisingly difficult to use.

"So you need 'lime' to make 'glue'"

"What, that?

"Look, you use it when you make a house, right? Um, it's white on the wall..."

"Oh, lime."

Out of Lutz's mouth came the way the lime was said here.

Lime is also used for mortars, so if you're Lutz's father, who works in architectural relations, you know where to buy it.

"So, Lutz. Will you ask Uncle Deed where to buy it?

"Okay.... limestone. This is like ash on paper, you can buy it for a bit, right?

"Yeah."

Unlike the first time he made paper, Lutz was able to write letters, his parents once admitted to becoming a merchant, and the ingredients were now aligned with money. There was no money to be free, very little material to understand and use by parents, and compared to when we were empty, the circumstances surrounding us changed a lot in a year and a little bit.

Stinging about that, Rutz, who was writing crunchy, looked up at me.

"You don't have anything else you need?

"Uh, if it's just 'ink', it's fine with coal and 'glue'." Oily Paint "also requires" Linseed Oil, "which Mr. Benno might know better?

When I turned my gaze to Benno, Lutz also turned his gaze with me. Benno was thinking as he scratched his head gassy, but shook his head slowly.

"... you've never heard of him? What's it like?

"There's linen in the cloth we're dealing with in the store, and they're selling hemp yarn, right? So I think they're selling flax oil somewhere that they can squeeze hemp seeds."

"Oh, linseed oil? Well, I get it... oil isn't that cheap, is it?

I answer Benno's words with an ambiguous grin. Even if it's not cheap, I'll have to buy it.

"I just have to buy it. You can't start with cultivation to take hemp seeds, because you don't have a pressing machine to buy seeds. I think we should buy the machine rather than pressing it ourselves until we buy it. Comparing the price of seeds with the price of pressing machines, we need to consider what to do next year."

"I see."

Although there are other dry oils that come to mind, I think it's easier to get flaxseed oil that is made to make cloth than saffron oil or sunflower oil. Because I've never seen saffron or sunflower around here.

"With all this raw material gathered, the simplest and easiest ink can be made. And then there's the equipment. It's the best way to work together on a hard platform like marble."

"Do you have some weird tools, like when you make paper?

I shake my head at Benno's question.

"No, you don't have that many tools you need. You can start if you have a finishing plate, a finishing stick, a sealed container for storage, a pattehera, etc. Maybe if you asked the painting workshop about the tools, you'd understand? My mother works in a dyeing workshop, too, and should I ask her?

"... ok. Now prepare your own materials and bring them to the Mine Workshop."

That's how Benno ended up, and we broke up.

Coal gathering is a stone and two birds because both my mother and Aunt Carla rejoice, but falling out of heat after my hard work has also become a normal flow. While I was gathering coal from my home, and falling down with heat, Lutz cleaned mine workshop and Benno's house, and gathered coal.

"As my husband said, coal doubled without hassle."

That's what Lutz reported to me when I came to see him.

How dare Benno tell Corinna that Lutz used Otto to collect coal from his own house and gave it to Lutz when he told her all sorts of things about him cleaning his chimney or chimney to collect coal.

"Mr. Otto is a slave to real love, isn't he? Let's never turn against Mr. Corinna."

"And then the gray clerics worked really hard for me."

"Huh?"

The grey clerics who heard about Lutz collecting coal said they had to clean it before winter anyway, so they cleaned the fireplace of the blue cleric and the kilns and chimneys in each kitchen to collect coal.

He said it was Gil who cleaned my room and the fireplace.

"Thanks to you, there's already a lot of coal in Mine Workshop."

"... really?

"My husband was buying linseed oil, and I asked my father to buy lime. I also asked the painting workshop about the tools and ordered them from the workshop where the tools are handled, so they arrive one of these days."

Apparently there are more and more materials and tools gathered in the workshop while I lay down with heat. Man-made sea tactics are amazing.

"Then winter support is a little further ahead, so let's put the glue behind us and make ink that can be made with oil. So, make prints and print them. Oh, oh, I have to order boards for prints, too. But ink is a prototype, too, and would Hanko be better? Lutz, what do you think?

"... Mine, don't get too excited. First of all, you have to turn down the heat. You can't do anything, can you?

"Ugh..."

When the heat drops, let's make it from oily paint.