Isekai Ryouridou

Business day, day four.

When I went to rent the stall as usual, my father was absent and your daughter responded.

I've never seen your face before, but she's as old as I am. The color of the skin was closer to ivory than yellowbrown, so maybe the wife is not a raw Genos people.

Well, this girl was so frightened against Vina-Lou that she decided not to slap her extra mouth and head to the outdoor area early.

Then.

In the usual space, there was a crowd.

Pushing the stall with a nasty hunch, the people who noticed it split left and right.

So I was able to put the scene in my sight half as expected.

This is an unsettling scene where a group of black-skinned Sims and a group of white-skinned Jagals confront each other at a distance of a few meters.

There are more people than first thing yesterday morning. Each is an organization that seems to have more than 15 people.

I'm sure members of the Silver Pot and Architect rushed early yesterday to step on it. On Jagal's side there was a glimmer of familiar faces, and on Sim's side you can see a lot of hooded cape outfits.

So, those people stand side by side, left and right, and in the middle of it, two guards with spears and the master of Kimmus's Tail Pavilion stand like a referee.

"... are you finally here," Milan-Math, the husband of Kimmus's Tail Pavilion, said in an evil manner.

"Hey. I guess you've been planting it right on the steps, huh?

"Yes, first for twenty, then another twenty. Once that's gone, I've ordered another dish for 30 people."

"Gibba Burger" is forty meals, "Meermoo Grilled Gibba Meat" is thirty meals, a total of seventy.

Selling more than fifty snacks in this lodging town is not.

However, I consolidated my readiness to sell these seventy meals by the middle of Jomtien and Sunset, the closing hours I had set for myself, but I was no longer surprised. If I hadn't had the hassle of baking Poitan, I would have prepared a lot more.

As of yesterday, I sold out 40 meals of "Giva Burger" before I picked up Jomtien. No more sales in other stores. Based on the calculation that my shop has slapped a broken sale by helping with the rarity of cooking Giva meat, we should fight for it in the future.

However, in the exact opposite end, it remains a possibility that I will not be able to sell to Locke after overcoming the first rush this morning.

Really, it's an invisible battle ahead.

"In the meantime, I was relieved that there didn't seem to be more than forty people. You can sell the same product to all of the people on this occasion. … Could you please explain to the customer that it will take a little while to finish the second 20 pieces?

The steps around here have been met with my father yesterday.

Dad said, "Hmm!," he snorted abominably before returning to the customers.

"Well then, Vina-Lou would like a fire turn,"

Vina-Lou, who says yes, is still in a good mood today.

Yesterday's fuss has also been turned upside down, and she has a verse that makes this situation interesting. I don't even think about it this way, but on the other hand, I'm a little soothed by the way you act like you're having fun.

"Oh, the smell of fruit liquor... is that the new dish?

"That's right. Try this guy again when 'Gibba Burger' is sold out"

Answering that, I pulled up a heavy leather bag.

I bought it within yesterday and it is originally a large leather bag for carrying fruit liquor etc. It's the same product Vina-Lou bought to carry the excess tarapa sauce.

Inside, of course, Giva rose meat and shoulder loin marinated in marinated juice are planted.

The meat is roughly six kilograms and the fruit liquor is about one litre in a whole bottle.

Leave the pickled juice in it and move only the meat into a new leather bag.

The time to soak was the ideal value for about an hour, so it was just the right time to travel from Fa's house.

After that, chop Tino and Aria for 'Giva Burger' and wait for the pan to boil.

"Hmm... something just smells different than usual...?

"Oh, I just added a little vanilla called Meermoo. I tried it today and only put a little bit in it, you know what I mean?"

"It smells so good... oh, I'm hungry again..."

Again, I think the combination of tarrapa like tomatoes and myrmu like garlic is quite destructive.

No heart, I felt the group on Jagal's side was starting to blur.

Besides - I also feel the number of twitches is increasing.

"Wow. The Jagals and Sims from all over town are getting together...?

"Thank you so much.... but with more, 'Gibba Burger' is going to sell out fast."

Unless you suffer so much catastrophic defeat today, starting tomorrow you plan to increase the number of stalls and sell two products simultaneously.

So I decided to pray hard in my heart to at least not make a scene today.

"Is it time?... Ok, then we will sell the first twenty!

When I proclaimed that, first the people of Jagal slammed in front of the stall.

At the head of it was Mr. Aldas, a large and magnificent man, supposedly deputy leader of the architect.

"... dude. I'm sorry you had to make such a scene yesterday, huh?

"No, because this is a flaw that we couldn't have prepared a satisfactory number of people."

"Oh yeah. You can't have enough of this delicious stuff for 40 people, so that's your mess."

Saying it with a muffled face, he also has eyes that still seem a little sorry.

"... but I'm glad it didn't end up like you getting kicked out of Inn Town. Why do you have to be punished if we're the ones who started this mess?

"Is that because... people by the woods?"

Aldas looked so grumpy when I responded even to "Gibba Burger".

"The people by the woods are a clan that abandoned the Southern god Jagal. It is understandable that the old men of the south curse the people of the woods as a tribe of traitors, but it is incomprehensible that the people of the west, who accepted the people of the woods as the people of Selva, the Western god, despise you. If the people of the woods hadn't hunted Gibba, even this Genos wouldn't have flourished."

That is, at all, the same opinion.

But I can't even have an argument with my customers in this situation, so I decided to give them the finished 'Giva Burger'.

The expression of joy twitches on the tough face that has ever determined the top of the Buddha.

"Hey, how come you can't work till night? I want your food for dinner."

"Hmm, that's kind of hard... I hope I can handle Giva's meat in the lodge too"

I tried to stretch my tentacles, but Aldas just shook his head unfortunately.

"I guess your arm is better than Giva's meat. I've been in a bad mood since that day. They don't care that we're thriving on this delicious food story. If you used caron or kimmus meat, maybe you'd throw out your job, but you'd fly in, wouldn't you?

"It's an honor.... Um, as we talked about yesterday, I'm going to be selling new dishes starting today at noon, so could you please tell your old man if he can have another tasting sometime?

"Hmm? Okay. I'll tell him."

I was talking to the customer behind me like, "Hey, are you there yet?" And I got stuck.

Later, I'll even finish 'Giva Burger'.

Since no one asked me to "let them have a tasting," the twenty meals of "Giva Burger" decreased in number one after another, leaving all the Jagal customers and a couple of Sims customers to run out of light.

"Excuse me! I will finish the next twenty pieces, please wait a moment!

Chop up the two tarapas I bought from Dora's father on the way, and put them in an iron pan.

"Asta, you're going to strengthen the fire...?

"Yes! Please!

As I answered, I took two earthen bottles of fruit liquor and shook the lighter of them well before pouring them into an iron pan.

The contents are minced Aria, which has been sautéed at home, and fruit liquor with a content of one quarter.

The contents of the other earthen bottle are water.

If it boils too much, this will replenish the moisture.

In doing so, because the people of Jagal disappeared obviously, so did the guards and Milan-Math, and they all went home, for Christ's sake.

The people who looked impressive also dissolved quickly with it.

Only the people of the east were left behind.

"Ugh... kind of reminds me of Rutim's feast...?

"Oh, this haste, it sure is"

"Me, I'm not good at anything, I just don't like it... If I'm with Asta, I won't be bitter at all..."

It is an honor.

Besides, Vina-Lou didn't even have a sticky glossy eye, he usually looked like he was having fun.

Vina-Lou doesn't feel bad at all when he's at work. If we can build a relationship that's as calm as this is, it's above all - well, let's not just be alarmed.

"Okay. Okay, I guess."

Add just a little water to taste with Pico leaves and rock salt.

And from the third skin bag, I pulled the patties that only baked the surface.

On my way home yesterday, I bought three of these large leather bags along with Myrmu.

One is to marinate the meat from the "Myrmu Grill" in juice, the other is to store the marinated meat, and the last one is for carrying this roasted patty.

Although this leather bag cost me a fortune because of the price of one or five white copper coins. The mouth is large and convenient, and it is originally for carrying fruit liquor and the like, so it is processed so that the smell does not transfer to the food. Because I met this handy item, I was able to make the decision to put Myrmu Grill out in the street.

Until yesterday, by the way, just like the lid of an iron pan, I put it in a rubber noodle and cloth stacked wrap and brought in a roasted patty. After all, the cloth seeped out a lot of oil.

That was so unwillingness that it also depended on the purchase for the transport of the patties.

In order not to waste these expenses, this business cannot fail.

"Thank you very much for waiting! We will sell the next twenty!

Sim's customers approached my voice softly.

For starters, they were individual customers who were not "pots of silver".

Apparently there are a lot of people in the east who love to use skinned hooded capes, but not a few more lightly dressed people. Those people are all dressed in beautiful whirlpool patterned cloth slightly similar to the people by the woods, wearing stoned ornaments and lowering their skinny daggers on their hips.

Somehow - it felt to me that Sim's people were closer to the people by the woods than Jagal.

Not only that outfit, but also a quiet standing behavior that doesn't reveal much emotion, reminiscent of the men by the woods?

However, there are many fierce types of men by the woods, and the skeleton is more solid. Skin color is also a more creamy chocolate color.

It's just - an oligarchy type like Sin-Lu and I seem to have so much in common.

While I was thinking about that, about twelve 'giva burgers' sold.

So there are eight left.

Besides, a group of only ten people in skin-capes crawl over the stall a little further away.

Well, I was wondering if those bunch weren't "pots of silver," and one of them approached me with his hood off.

What emerged from it was an indication, long hair of silver.

Schmiral, the leader of the Silver Kettle - something like that.

"Giva. Still can't sell out?

"No. I've got eight of the rest of this dish. As we talked about yesterday, we're going to sell another Giva dish after that."

"Eight..." Schmiral says with a reminiscent eye.

Returning to his companions that way, now five members approached him from among them.

They put the copper coin in silence, so I can "thank you" and "Gibba Burger" for five names.

"Are there three left," Schmiral said again.

"Yes. What do you want to do?

"... I'll wait"

"Yes?"

"New food, I want to eat. Five people, I have a job, I gave up. Me and four, I'll wait."

"Really? But tomorrow I want to sell the same dishes in the morning."

"Tomorrow, I can't wait. I'll wait today."

I can't read one mood right now.

I have business tomorrow and I can't come and eat... or so I thought, the taller shadow approached me fluffily than Schmiral.

"Well, I was wondering if we could buy it. Asta, for two, please."

It is Kamua-Josh.

With all this abruptness, I can't be surprised anymore. I've gained resistance.

"Thank you every time.... I'm sorry I sold out yesterday"

"It's true! I only bought snacks yesterday at another store, but I didn't feel like I ate enough! New dedication is also of great interest, but let's keep it for tomorrow's pleasure."

Yesterday at the end of the day, when I went to return the stall, I also told Camua.

This old man looked so surprised, but I'm guessing he must have foreseen it all from the shadows.

"Yes, for two, thank you for waiting"

"Thanks! Good luck after this then!

At the end of the meeting with Schmiral, Camus quickly walked away.

Is it a consideration not to disturb business today? It is a camouflage that doesn't get involved much at work.

"... that person, do you know him?

"Huh? Oh, yes. I know you, unwillingly."

"Really?... the color of your hair, the people of the north. Skin color, people of the west. Strange."

I see. For the people of this world, is it possible to deduce from its appearance that Camus is a mix of West and North?

But it wouldn't be a good idea to give this person, who is just a customer, personal information about Camus. That's why I put a proper hammer on it.

"... and the heart is a people of the east, similar. That person, feelings, thoughts, can't see."

and Schmiral has another thought-provoking eye.

"I'm laughing. And yet, feelings, I can't see. … strange."

Again, all I could say was, "Right."

Indeed, I am unlikely to be able to read the feelings of this person named Shmiral or the feelings of Camus.

Anyway, it felt dangerous to welcome multiple guests with one remaining number, so I thought I'd get ready for my next dish already - and a Jagal customer jumped in singly.

"Hey! You haven't sold out yet!?

"Yes, it's just the last one."

"Oh, thank God! Sleep tight today! They almost ate me up!

I didn't really recognize him, but I guess he was also a customer who came yesterday. I lovingly responded, "Thank you every time," and rubbed "Gibba Burger" in my last patty.

Drop off your face customers - "Gibba Burger" is sold out.

After all, it hasn't taken an hour.

Not at all, it's just a horrible sale.

"Okay. Now let's move the tarapa sauce into a leather bag. … so I guess it's just not a good idea to let it cool down a little"

"Yeah... I've got plenty left today..."

Think of Vina-Lou as a delightful sidekick, and I'm like, "Hmm."

"Still, the sauce hasn't boiled down at all because it sells in too short a time. If I use this around for tomorrow, I'm going to save a lot of money on materials..."

"Uh..." he says, looking like Vina-Lou is about to cry.

I accidentally blew up at the sadness of that look.

"It's a joke. They say the tarapa will last about two days even if it's simmered, but the gravy is mixed, and it's easier to eat it while you're at it tonight. Please take it home."

"Asta is... so mean..."

Vina-Lou swept up her cheeks.

Does this man do this instead of rubbing his lips together?

"... poor thing," Schmiral snapped.

"Huh? Did I say something?

"Poor thing. And it's beautiful."

He is a slightly faceless eastern people, even though he says so.

Vina-Lou just gave her a warm smile and replied "whoops" or something.

Maybe Vina-Lou is tired of hearing words of praise and such from the opposite sex.

As such, after all five minutes of cooling the iron pan and then transferring the tarapa sauce to the skin bag, it was finally the making of "Guiba Meat Grilled in Myrmu".

Making is simple because you just cook the meat.

However, unlike "Gibba Burger," the question remained as to how much should be left to make.

(Well, from what I've seen, the crowd doesn't seem to increase for a while, and for now, just for the number of people and the tasting)

First fry the sliced aria and put in the pickled juice smudged giva meat in a kilo with which idea.

That was it, the smell of Myrmu, fruit liquor and the roasting of Giva meat spread explosively.

It's a shame we don't have passers-by.

This menu will stimulate people's sense of smell more than talapa sauce.

Schmiral also crushes, "Meermoo, it smells good" with no expression.

Once you're done stirring, go to the wooden plate.

Then, tease plenty of the boiled pickled juice, while rolling it in poiton with the chopped tinos.

"Oh, Vina-Lou, can you keep the bowl outside?

"Huh."

When the customer stops, if the fire bowl is not removed in this way, the inside of the iron pan will burn. It was a bit of a hassle compared to 'Giva Burger' around here, but I can keep that firewood consumption down, so which way is it?

It would be ideal if I could use charcoal or something, but while I was thinking about it, I rubbed a five-name "Myrmu Grill".

There's a lot of meat for tasting.

"Thank you for waiting. This dish also has two red copper coins."

Five people, headed by Schmiral, still offer copper coins, silently nodding. They also don't need tasting.

That's how they started to behave like 'Meermoo Grill' - the more flavorful, I wonder.

When this is the case, it is very inconvenient not to be able to read emotions.

"... was delicious"

Really?

"Starting tomorrow, I'll eat in order"

Hmm? Does that mean you can buy 'Giva Burger' and 'Myrmu Grill' alternately every other day?

If so - today really, I may have stayed only to make sure it tasted like 'Myrmu Grill'.

I smiled unconsciously, and Schmiral nodded his neck with a gentle eye.

"I'm looking forward to it. I'll be back tomorrow."

"Yes! Thank you!

"... Asta, can I ask you one thing?

"Yes?"

"Is it her, Asta, or my wife?

She, of course, would mean Vina-Lou.

Vina-Lou sneered and stuck around my arm.

"It's a secret..."

"Really? Excuse me."

And, Schmiral, just a little bit of emotion in his mouth.

So quiet, so serene, and so slightly cut - the silver-haired Sim young man smiled.

That's how he puts his hood back on and leaves with his four companions.

"Thank you every time. Ah," I shook Vina-Lou's arm off, speaking on its back.

"Hey! Vina-Lou, I don't think this is a very good idea, do you?

"It's... it's not just annoying that someone in the east liked me...? Or should I have swung the colour...?

Such is Vina-Lou, who has been swinging disorderly since the beginning.

But, well... I breathe a little bit when it comes to the customer that I have no choice but to treat them peacefully.

"Still, wow... I just opened the store, but I already sold a lot more than I did yesterday...?

"Right. Well, yesterday, I felt like a bulky customer had concentrated all at once."

If that's the end of it, the crowd will go on and on.

What a bipolar story.

"Whatever it is, the rest of 'Myrmu Grill' is 25 meals. As long as this guy doesn't sell out, I'm going to decide on the operation we talked about yesterday."

"You're going to increase the number of stalls in two...? Donda, I told your father..."

I was listening on the way to Cebu Town.

However, they haven't decided who to lend it to yet.

"This morning, Donda's father and Meer Ray's mother are going to discuss and decide... I guess I'm going to feel like one from the main house and one from the branch..."

"Oh, can you lend it to me from the branch?"

"That's right. I couldn't lend you three from the main house..."

and Vina-Lou breathes small.

"Oh... Asta and I have a job alone, maybe until today... it's been a very happy four days wow..."

"Beh, can I have someone else?

"Heh... from the main house, Rayna isn't going to be chosen...?

There, I had already solidified my readiness.

If you think that two new people will have to carry iron pots, the selection will be limited.

Firstly, in the young Rimi-Lou and Grandma Tito Minh, it would be a bit harsh. It's not entirely impossible, but I don't think I dare put such heavy labor on them.

And Sati Ray-Luu has the care of Kota-Ru.

Mother Meer Ray is the springing role of the ladies.

Then - there are only two candidates: Raina-Lou and Lara-Lou.

And this time, I have communicated the request that you lend me at least one woman who specializes in Kamadu numbers, so this is like I have already nominated Raina-Lou from myself.

Vina-Lou and I feel much better than expected and are able to get the job done.

If you will, Raina-Lou and I would like to build such a peaceful relationship.

"... because someone in the main house will be coming down to Accommodation Town soon. That's when you're supposed to tell me who was chosen to help...?

"Huh? Wasn't the buyout tomorrow?

"Yeah, but you had some errands that I also asked you to do, so you have to come and buy them out a day early..."

An errand?

What the hell can I do for you? And I tried to ask, and before that, I was crossed by "alas..."

"I'm here already. Wow... we're arriving a lot faster..."

Following Vina-Lou's gaze, I did see two unexpected combinations there.

No, one of them wasn't surprised or anything.

Heading straight this way from the bustling southern direction were the next sister and second brothers of the Lew main house.