With the eggs available, Sylvia started trying to make homemade treats.
The other things I needed were flour and butter.
Since flour is a natural border, it can be obtained relatively easily due to the large number of farmers producing wheat. Rather, it can be obtained cheaper than the Wangdu, which relies on imports.
Butter is unfortunately expensive. It is difficult to abandon livestock because of the large number of demons on the border, and even if it can be done, it will be raised by pushing it into a narrow stables, and it is expensive because the security of the facility costs money.
It would be cheaper to buy it in other parts of the country.
"I bought it for you"
Melissa, who was out, comes back.
When I go to the kitchen, I remove a number of containers from the storage ring.
The contents are the butter Sylvia needed.
"Thanks"
"I'm looking forward to it, too, so I don't mind buying it to this extent."
If there's a difference in price, you can buy it in a cheap place.
Melissa came to buy a large quantity of milk on a farm in the western part of the country by space magic. It's a craftsmanship that can only be done because Melissa has a foolish amount of magic and [spatial magic] aptitude.
"Well, let me use it."
Scratch the eggs and sugar in the bowl. The mixing task is magically shortened by Melissa, just like chocolate during this time.
"Oh, you're so foamy"
Melissa also seems to have become even more clever, winding up with the wind to check the condition.
"What do you say?
"It's not okay."
Sylvia also gave me some recognition, so I go ahead and add the milk to the butter that was pre-boiled and melted.
Mix vanilla there. This vanilla is not expensive at all because it has also been prepared and made native of the labyrinth environment.
Add the sergeant to the flour and mix while sifting.
"Now the fabric is complete."
Pour it into the mold and put it in the oven.
"Mmm..."
Melissa roars standing in front of the oven.
Now she was struggling to adjust the flames. It reduces the baking time by making subtle adjustments.
"It's okay now."
Sylvia stopped where the fabric swelled enough.
"Done."
Bring me the baked sponge cake.
"Well, I've made it a few times before, and it's not a problem."
Every time someone in the family had a birthday, Sylvia was making a cake and behaving.
I just make it then in the morning with a lot of preparation. I've never done this in a way that magically reduces creation time like today.
Creating a cake takes time anyway.
A cake shop also in Alistair can prepare a dedicated oven, knit a method that can be made in a short time from years of experience, and prepare a large number of cakes that can satisfy the demand thanks to the fact that they are made in advance by more than one person.
I tried something similar this time.
The results are good.
Apply the last prepared whipped cream.
"Later this"
Plate the chocolate on top of the cake.
The plate depicts' thank you '.
It doesn't make any sense, but Sylvia painted it because it doesn't taste good without anything being painted.
"Ah, something that looks delicious."
"Oh no!
Ira with Sierra showed her face in the kitchen.
I should have been playing with Sierra this morning, but she caught me with a sweet smell and turned up.
"No, I'm not. It was Sierra who noticed."
As sweet as yesterday I noticed the smell, Sierra was about to come to the kitchen on her own.
It's dangerous for a baby to move around alone, which is why Ira was bringing her here.
"What? What?
"Looks delicious"
If I noticed, Noel and Illis, who were out, also came to the kitchen.
"I'd really like to cool it down a little bit and then feed it to you..."
It is dangerous for babies in baked fabrics.
They haven't conveyed that thought to the baby Sierra, either, exposing their dissatisfaction that they didn't think they could get a look at Sylvia's face.
There's no way I can resist that face.
Melissa cools down with cold air. Having been cooled to just the right temperature allowed me to eat even in Sierra.
"Yes."
Take a bite... carry a shard-sized cake over a fork to Sierra's mouth.
It's going to eat up in a puff. I have no hesitation because I understand it is as sweet and delicious food as yesterday's chocolate.
"Oh no!
"Yes, it was delicious"
Nico is smiling satisfied.
"Give it to me, too"
"Fine."
Carry a bite of cake in Ira's mouth, just like Sierra did.
"Yeah, it's not delicious"
Ira also gave me a satisfactory rating.
Once upon a time, when I was traveling all over the place, I tried to eat delicious food and exude stress when I got my reward. I was tired of the taste because of it.
"You can mass produce this."
"Still, it takes a lot of work, so there's a limit."
Nevertheless, it is fascinating that we can produce mass on our own.
Besides, I can prepare cookies and chocolates using the same procedure.
Sylvia, who is good at cooking, doesn't even compromise on making sweets, so if she gets the ingredients, she makes them from next to next.
"Now you're leaving the store."
"In the future, but..."
It was a stone to the future when it came to this prototype.
What adventurers can do is they can't do it in their 20s or 30s, they can't even do it in their 40s or later, but they can think about what happens after they retire, and the physical peaks are so far past that they can't be as impotent as they were when they were younger.
Adventurers who earn more than a certain amount start thinking about what happens after they retire.
It's not weird to think about what happens after you retire if you get to A-rank like us.
It's too early to think about the fact that you're young.
Nevertheless, Alf should be over twenty by the time he turns forty, but he has to think about raising the children he's going to be born with.
Therefore, a steady income will be required.
So the idea was to sell homemade treats or open a coffee shop.
The ingredients can keep the cost down unlimited if you pick them from the labyrinth. Opening a store costs money to prepare a store, but the funds needed to open it have already been earned on adventure.
I don't have trouble earning money because of the labyrinth, but if I don't have the means to make money, I get suspicious from the people around me.
I tried and tried, but it doesn't seem to be a problem.
"Well, it's a future story. It's better to make money as an adventurer for a while."
"I'll give you a waitress then."
"I'm not expecting you."
By then, Ira and the others are also in their thirties and forties.
The labyrinth is nearby and many adventurers thanks to the presence of many demons on the border. How much is the demand for waitresses by women of that age in Alistair, where there are inevitably many young men...
"I'll kill you."
"Oops."
It seems that my thoughts have slipped away and my killing will be skipped.
There really wasn't anything like getting slashed thanks to holding Sierra.
"I want to."
Noel had his thoughts on the waitress's job.
On the other hand, Illis doesn't look funny because he's not good at customer service. Maybe I should leave the back job to her if I'm really going to open the store.
"So, what about you?
I also personally studied food relations.
It would be just fine because we are just finally able to form mass production.
"We succeeded in mass production of arr. You want to give it a taste?