Isekai Ryouridou

It was the third day of the month of Zhu that was seen by the men of Genos as the rainy season was over.

The rainy season began, because it was seen as the fourth day of the month of tea, roughly two months later.

Blue skies have been peeking longer, rainfall has decreased dramatically, and yet temperatures have risen since that few days ago. Thus, on the third day of Zhu's month, when it became sunny in the morning and it was no longer hot and wearable, such as a long-sleeved jacket, people were finally to acknowledge that the "rainy season was over".

Of course, that won't put the inn town buzz back on track any time soon. People visiting from Sims, Jagals and distant towns are going to get their hips up. If you are a quick person, you may already be running Totos ahead of time, but whatever it is, a little time lag will occur.

However, people living in Genos are able to go out without worries. That alone made the Boulevard in Inari Town extraordinarily more vibrant already.

Besides, travelers, merchants, etc. who were waiting for the end of the rainy season are coming from the nearest town of Genos. As a result, sales of our stalls were set to rise.

It's only after the next six months that Tino, Tarapa, Pra, etc. will be able to handle it. Until then, it will be handled by vegetables during the rainy season. Our new menu, headed by 'Cream Stew of Tripe', was once again to receive praise from people.

And although not directly related to the rainy season, there was another notable event.

The stone kiln, which Michel had asked for, finally saw the eye of completion.

It was oddly the third day of the month of Zhu that the newspaper was delivered.

"Wow, this is a brilliant finish!

After my business in the lodging town, I stopped by Luu's settlement and was supposed to give an exclamation.

The stone cauldron was built on the side of a kamadu cabin in the house where Michelles lived. Michelle put up a leathery roof there and spent days making brick stone kilns for me.

Either way, the stone cauldron was built large so that large quantities of poitan could be cooked. The width would have been two meters across and the height and depth would have been just one meter. However, the exterior walls and roofs were thickly finished with bricks overlaid so as not to let the internal heat escape.

The bricks were purchased in town, and the clay connecting them was collected by the woods. It is a clay that was originally used to make stone kadoku, so there are no problems with durability, etc.

And only the door at the extraction port, the iron plate was used. It wasn't easy to create doors just with bricks and clay. It is an outfit in which the iron plate, which is only 1 cm thick, is inserted from the side. An indentation was built on the brick so that the door would just fit, and a circular ring was attached to the edge of the iron plate so that when pulling it out, the metal clamp could be hooked.

"It's just a big trick to bake fuwano or poiton, but it can also use excess heat, so it'll help save firewood."

Michelle said so with a blurry face.

"That's a thankful story," said Mother Meer Ray, who was standing on the spot. Michelle is still a cripple with one leg, so it was supposed to be the women of the Lew family who actually put this together for me.

"Anyway, just baking commercial fuwanos and poitans seemed like a big deal to Raina. It would make it easier to work in other houses."

"Right. Besides, you should be able to try the unique dishes of the stone kiln."

A stone kiln can maintain high temperatures much stronger than Kamado's. Moreover, since infrared light can also warm ingredients from the inside, it should have been possible to pursue different delicacies for both direct baking and steaming.

"... so you want to teach the people north of Turan how to make this guy too?

And Michelle looks grumpy.

"Yes. Unlike Fuwano, Poitan is a difficult property to harden even when practiced with water. So it's hard to finish it in a bun and steam it. Then it depends on how effective it is to use stone kilns to finish them in bulk."

"... the story has already passed to the nobles?

"No, I haven't even talked to the chiefs yet, not the nobles. Anyway, it is the position of the nobles not to get too involved with the people of the North."

But if the rainy season is over and the Poitan harvest returns, the people of the North will eat there again. but baking the poitan one piece at a time is quite a hassle, and requires a lot of fuel. Then it was up to me to think that using a stone kiln would still reduce effort and fuel as well.

"But as you can see, stone kilns need iron doors. This alone will require a lot of copper coins"

"Yes. But in the long run, you think it's a gain story, don't you? Because it saves you the effort of collecting firewood and the copper coins that you buy charcoal."

"In the first place, if we let them eat Poitan juice as before, they wouldn't even use extra firewood or charcoal, would they?

"Yes, but after all, the aristocrats have also acknowledged the story that eating a delicious meal is better able to work well and as a result it will also be linked to the wealth of Genos..."

Michelle, who takes care of the Lou family, should have already understood such a story.

To avoid straining his legs, Michelle, sitting in a crate, is sniffing, "Hmm.

"That's the kind of logic that made it easy on the people of the North to make delicious dishes. To give you that, didn't the aristocrats treat you as if you were not to be involved with the people of the North in the future?

"Yes. You're right."

"So even if you try to burn this kind of care, can't you just scold me again? Not to mention we're already done talking about clearing the way by the woods. There must be no such thing as caring for the people of the North."

"Yes. So, well, I'm going to try to advance with my readiness not to..."

Michelle turned her grumpy gaze toward Mother Meer Ray.

"I wonder how the Forestside Chiefs would react if they gave such a prophecy?

"Yeah, it's a hard place. The nobles are clearly told not to get involved with the people of the North... and that also means that the people of the woods are not in a bad position, right? Then you might think you should follow your noble words."

"But it also seems to me that the nobles of Genos should reconsider all sorts of things regarding the treatment of the people of the North. Then you won't even be rejected from your head, will you?

Meer Ray's mother smiles at me like she can fool me.

"But the nobles said they wanted it to be up to them, didn't they? I guess trying to keep my mouth shut is a big help after all."

"So, but the nobles won't know how to build a kiln with bricks... I wonder if such advice would also be valid..."

I'm getting less and less confident as I try to defend myself. Indeed, the Melfrieds advised us to "stay out of the North" in view of the future of the people by the woods. Perhaps imitating that advice should have followed.

"... then why don't I make an offer to the nobles?

And Michelle said such a thing to the lid.

Me, Meer Ray, my mother, and finally Mim, who was present, said, "Huh?" and round his eyes.

"I'm not a forest folk, I'm a Turan folk. It wouldn't be weird for me to make an offer to a nobleman in a story about the people of the North."

"You want to tell me about this stone kiln?

"Oh. Are you convinced by the stories with the nobles that a delicious meal empowers the people of the North? Then you can tell him to give me the reward instead of telling me how."

With a grumpy look on his face, Michelle said so.

"I am a poor man with no deception. It's not unnatural for a poor man to work his head off for a prize. In fact, I'm not pitying the people of the North. It wouldn't be dangerous if people like Wang Chengdu's visiting team were looking for inside information."

It is true that the most important thing that the Melfrieds took into account was the visiting delegation and the eyes of the king's capital. They fear that the nobles of Genos, who live in the land of the border, will not treat the people of the North in a strange way, or will be suspected of doing so.

"Anyway, nobility and all that stuff is craving and moving. Sometimes you get suspicious if you think it's moving because you want it."

"But Michelle hates that nobleman, doesn't she? And yet, can I imitate standing on such an arrow?

Michelle frowned at my words.

"This one is trying to return the favor, so don't complain one way or the other. You're such a spooky kid, you are."

"Shh, excuse me. I'm never going to be mumbling..."

"If you're a father already. Asta just took care of my father."

Mim laughs and softly puts her hands on her father's right arm.

It is the right arm of Michele, who was to be hurt just against the noble Cycleus of Genos.

"... Whatever it is, it is the nobles of Genos who make the decision. If they think that we should even let the people of the North make Poitan juice, they won't bother to make it like this."

"In that regard, I'm sure you'll be fine"

I let him answer that way, remembering Melfried, who was staring at the people of the North working in the rain, and Lifreia, who was saying thank you at the Tea Party.

They are the ones who are most disturbing about the treatment of the people of the North, whom Cycleus arbitrarily invited into Genos. It seemed to me that we would never be able to withdraw the slightest suggestion from us.

Either way, the matter of the stone kiln settled in such a way.

Then a few days later, with the permission of the chiefs, when Michelle delivered her words to Polearth to me, the stone kiln was safely made even in Turan.

Then Michelle went to Turan for a few days with Barsha as her escort. Numerous stone kilns were made in the Kamadu huts of the lodgings, which were honored by the people of the north. Perhaps the opportunity for me to see it will never come again, but if Eleo-Cher and the others could have a delicious grilled Poitan, that would have been enough.

As a lord, the moon of Zhu passed solemnly.

In the meantime, we've had a few changes and disturbances.

The fluctuations and disturbances may also have resulted from the dawn of the rainy season after all. I thought of it that way because there was one lesson by the woods.

When it comes to learning, we are not talking about codes, shiatsu, etc. It's a story that belongs to a habit or something. This is not what should be done, it is not a consciously launched, but a naturally occurring lesson.

It was about the wedding.

During the rainy season, the square cannot be used for feasts. Therefore, at the dawn of the rainy season by the woods, this was a lesson in which wedding feasts were celebrated.

I'm sure there were aspects to that, since many days off hunters work during the rainy season, it is easy for men and women to develop love on that occasion. Close to home, during this rainy season, between Fou and Run and Sudra, there were supper parties, etc., which amounted to so-called "matchmaking".

It also seems that, even if it were a special example, there would be more opportunities for men who took time off from work to visit their families' homes and connect with each other. That is how the people who find the right match for their companions wait for the end of the rainy season to give them their wedding.

Even if I just told him, a new couple was being born in Min and Mufa, Gaz and Matua, Lid and Havilla. Havilla was the first name I've heard of it, but apparently it's Zaza's family, living more north than Sung. Lid and I were a long way from home, but they came and went to your house using a luggage truck, and finally a new edge of blood was tied.

There was no direct acquaintance among those three groups, but it is nevertheless a congratulatory story, a very sunny event that pays off the depression of the rainy season, which lasted two months.

But again - sometimes talking about sex doesn't just end up being happy.

As if to prove it, we were going to have some changes and disturbances.

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It was the fifth day of the month of Zhu that the disturbance was brought to Pha's house.

It was on the third day after the rainy season, when Michelle's proposal was finally accepted by the Chiefs. On this day, I was supposed to get Michelle's words delivered from Jan, who works in Accommodation Town, to Polearth.

But nothing to do with it, the seeds of disturbance have broken in. Together with the neighboring women, Totos approached them from the northern direction at a time when they had finished their visit to the city of Lodging.

Totos had not been pulled from his luggage and had one hunter in his saddle. A hunter of the northern clan, wearing Giva fur from his head. I'm guessing you're aiming for a settlement in Lough or Sauti to deliver some kind of emergency report. We stopped our luggage on the verge of getting out of the way so we wouldn't disturb it, and we tried to do him great.

but the hunter noticed what we looked like, once he ran down the road, he made a U-turn and approached. And then he jumped off Totos. No, he grabbed my chest.

"Nice place to meet you, it's Asta from Fa's house! I want to tell you something!

A large body over 180 cm tall with black eyes burning like fire and a large ancient wound engraved on the right eyebrow. It was George-Zaza, the youngest brother of Zaza's main family and the next parent candidate.

"Ge, was it George-Zaza? What's the matter with you in such a hurry?

"Can this stay in a hurry! Don't know anything, make a swallowing face...!

"Hey, you don't know anything, so you're the only one who's swallowing, right?

During the out-of-the-box interaction between them, I noticed a strange Ey-Fa rushing over like a wind.

"The youngest brother of the Zaza family? If you don't let go of that hand now, I'll let you decide it's hostile to Fa's house"

For the first time, Ai-Fa was also to burn a flame of anger in his eyes.

George-Zaza said, "Hmm!," he snorts, then thrusts my body away.

"This, if you question the original, should be responsible for Fa's house! This is the result of letting you guys go wild! Whatever it is, I'm gonna hold you guys accountable!

"Ge, George-Zaza, what the hell are you so angry about?

And, from the luggage car, Tour-Din shows up in a hurry.

When he saw that little figure, Georg-Zaza softened his eyes only slightly.

"Tour-din? You must have stuck with these guys and visited Castle Town more than once. Just in time, let me talk to you."

"Castle Town? What the hell kind of story is that?

"I don't have any kind of snag. My father and I got involved with the aristocrats, so we held our heads."

The shape of George-Zaza, who was drawn to anger, gradually turns into a childlike look. Unsurprisingly, this bloody young man also seemed open minded to his family, Tour-Din.

"Anyway, just calm down and talk. What the hell happened to the nobles in Castle Town?

I walked to a position where I was covered, and then Ai-Fa nodded like that. The other women want to know what's going on here, probably from inside the carrier.

Trying to take those gazes off, George-Zaza exalted himself.

"My sister, Sphilla, has become suspicious of nobles and such! Is this the kind of ridiculous story you're allowed to talk about! We refuse to allow our families to marry nobles!

We were to be distracted.

Or even understanding the word correctly was quite difficult.

"Hey, wait a minute. Sphyla-Zaza has a crush on nobility... who the hell did she fall in love with?

"Um, a young nobleman named Raylis with a face on his face! Is there such a ridiculous story?!?

The expression of confusion and mourning, not just anger, was also raised on George-Zaza's face, which was so stirring.

Still, we didn't get a good idea of what was going on without this thump.