Helping with Adventurer Party Management

The next morning, in a new inn in 2nd class neighborhood, I think about yesterday's meeting over a cup of tea and the future.

Nevertheless, it feels like a luxury inn.

What's more, the Inn in 2nd class neighborhood is different from the lacquer on the wall.

Unlike the wall, which is likely to collapse in one shot when the earthquake strikes, which is a mixture of inconsistent, gap bricks and appropriately repaired slab walls in 3rd class neighborhoods that have been accommodated until then, the bricks on the walls are so luxuriously painted that they can't even be seen, thick and white lacquered. The ceilings are wide and high, and there is no pressure.

Even though I make tea, the hot water comes out without having to order, and I have a female salary that specializes in serving.

"Uh... I, other than celebrating, eat white bread for the first time..."

And, rarely, I wake up early and Sarah, who was present at breakfast, says while eating white bread.

I don't know exactly what type of wheat is around here, but I guess it's local wheat because it can be eaten in a second-class neighborhood.

Mostly, I didn't notice because the grain mixture made me not know the color or I was eating it as a wheat porridge.

Wheat flour takes a lot of work. The lord or nobleman is the only one who has the right to use a waterwheel shed to mill, so he must bother to take the wheat and have it ground in powder.

Naturally, there is a tax in the name of royalties.

It's not once to grind wheat. Grind twice, grind three times, the grains become finer each time, clutter and impurities are removed and the quality increases.

Perhaps the feeling around here is close to the indulgence of sake.

I grew up in a US food culture, and I don't really know how good it is around there.

Once, they ate grain bread from around Pebbles, so much so that they met up with Inn's father.

I watched Sarah eat white bread to taste.

"This inn is a classy guest inn. Don't ask for ale or anything in the morning."

"I'm not asking you!

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After breakfast, after Sarah goes to the Adventurers Guild to catch a tour guide rush, I think I'll be alone in the inn.

No matter how good the inn is, it doesn't matter what happened the other day.

Put up your sword nearby and make a note on the wooden version as you get additional tea.

Clarified, the Adventurer Shoe Sales and Manufacturing Team just launched is falling apart.

You can call it the people of Uruguay.

An individual named me barely holds the reins of two rampaging horses, taking as hostage the profits that would be gained in the future from the manufacture of shoes.

No shards, such as loyalty to the team itself.

This state of affairs will not last long. Sooner or later, it will fall apart and the team will be dismantled.

Organizations and teams need reasons and goals to fight.

In other words, the leader of the organization must be a good goal-setter.

When did the operations of the Sword Tooth Corps stray and the members became anxious, also because the leader (Jilboa) himself had lost sight of his goal.

That, through discussions with me, I realized that I would never end up in this city, going for a big hero, and the Swordtooth Corps is revitalizing and getting ready to leave the city.

It is ironic to say that that is the risk of the future operation of the "Adventurer Shoe Sales and Manufacturing Team".

And I have to set good goals for the Adventurer Shoe Sales and Manufacturing Team.

If you're a hero, say, "I'll get my country!" or "Eliminate war from the world!" or "Defeat the Demon King! Maybe say," Hate, I'm a normal person.

What is the right goal. Proceed with your thoughts and draw conclusions.

Adventurer Shoes Launch Campaign, to a large extent. Plus, we'll work on the whole team.

I started working out a plan.