Different Worlds Slow Life Beginning as a Blacksmith

"Have you guys been doing this?

"Yeah, well"

I clouded my words. I can't even be stupid and honest with you, "No, I started making it, only a few months ago".

"I see...... This is what my father wants."

Anne is bluffing for my sword. The work has stopped in the meantime, but we shouldn't even be delivering it until the long rain is over, should we just relax?

We took it sideways and went back to work.

And the night. God of the Sun had finished his work for so long that he had finished producing enough knives and swords for the day.

"If you can't get outside, the food's still monotonous"

"This is what it is. I mean, it's more like enough."

Thermia responds to my words, Rike, Liddy, and Helen nodding. Deanna and Anne don't seem to be pinning.

"I don't know about the ingredients that go out this time of year at Atashi's."

That's what Thermia says, carrying the salted meat from the soup into her mouth.

"After all, are nobles different?

Now I'm done swallowing meat, Rike. I'm not even trying to hide my curiosity. No, I don't have to worry about whether that's more out of curiosity.

"Hey...... I don't know if it's because of us, but you were just as usual. Oh, but I guess the vegetables are down."

"It's similar to mine."

Deanna and Anne answer lightly. Isn't it something to hide?

"I hear you have a smoked cabin at your place, but it's special."

"We had it. We have to be able to save it ourselves when we have to, or something."

Heh, everyone in my family gave me an impressive voice. Anne is a little good at it.

I'm sayin ', Anne's house is a castle. In other words, it must also function as the center of the literally ”last fort” called the Empire City.

Close to the outer wall (this stuff is usually close to the outer wall. Because it is convenient for transporting firewood and what can be done) Then it may be broken. If you think about it, it may be better to keep it in the center.

But I was guessing that would actually be just a hobby of His Majesty the Emperor. There is still not much need to deliberately have a smoked hut in the castle, even if it is to an important fuel charcoal-burning hut.

None of us are willing to get along actively at the moment, but we felt intimate where we rationalize and move on to our hobbies.

"Sounds like it's going to have some very luxurious smoking."

"All you can do is smoke, right?

Anne says with a Kyotong face. If you just don't know the world, it's likely that that "normal" is something of a very different level from the general eye, but it's Anne's word.

You'll need to think about it subtracted to some extent, but generally it's not like we have different "normal" standards either.

"Really?"

"Because the good part is it cooks right up and fits in your brother's or sister's stomach. Well, me too..."

I caught sight of Rike. Seeing it at this time would be rude to the lady.

If you're going to process meat into smoking that day, or something you didn't use a while ago, it's not surprising that common, common people manage to get enough meat if they work hard.

After this, the focus of the topic slid into "the taste of smoked meat I've had so far," and the time for dinner on this day passed.