Isekai Ryouridou

Following the path you taught Terrier-Mass before, we went for the square of the Inn Town, where the City of Meat opens.

We set off loose in time, so there are still few people on the street. but when I stepped into the square, a number of luggage cars had already arrived there and were working on getting ready for business.

"Oh, you're really here."

and is called upon by a familiar voice.

Looking back, there stood Mars, the platoon leader of the guards.

"Ah, Mars, you're finally back"

"Oh. I haven't completely returned the power of my arms yet, but if I rest forever, I'll be dry."

Saying so, Mars let the fingertips of his right hand open and close.

During the construction that cleared the way to the woods, he was finally able to return as a guard when he suffered major injuries.

Rudd-Lou, who noticed the appearance of such a marsus, was also raising his voice "Yikes".

"Has the broken arm finally stuck? Glad you're feeling better."

"Oh, the hunter of the Lew family. The verse was taken care of."

With a stubborn expression, Mars expressed his gratitude with perseverance, distracting himself from his chest covered in leather armor.

Then, from behind Rudd-Lou, Rimmi-Lou also snickered out his face.

"I'm glad your arms stick together properly! I'm sure it's because I ate a lot of Giva food!

During the rest period, Mars went to our stall for a few days. Even for Rimi-Lou and Raina-Lou, he was already a familiar regular customer.

Rayna-Lew also smiles and greets him, and Mars is wearing his nose head uncomfortably.

"Yeah, when you get more familiar, it's hard to do.... You guys are here to sell meat, right? Then get ready."

"Yes. Mars, is that a patrol?

"The patrol, or the protection of this place. It's easy for outlaws to gather where copper coins gather."

I did feel like I saw the guard the last time I toured.

But if you ask me, I can also feel that number slightly higher today.

"You guys were making a lot of noise when you started selling stalls? The same thing is going to happen again, and we're going to step up our protection."

"When it comes to making noise in town, are East and South customers about to start a fight?

"Oh. Was that a noise because the food was out of stock? Not that it's going to be the same noise today."

In that regard, he had also been advised in advance by Pol Earth.

I'm sure Giva meat will be a treat in Inn Town, so they said we should prepare a lottery.

"Well, let me start getting ready for you for now"

We pulled the van up to the wall.

It was the method to pack it from the edge, so let me line up my luggage next to the people who are unloading the crate for three.

Then one of them looked back at us with a raucous face.

"Oh, you were the meat dealer by the woods. I'm listening to you."

In that relative tone, I was somehow able to perceive the other person's identity. I'm sure they're the Caron people who came out of Doug.

"Finally, Giva meat is also revealed on the market? I'm talking about how it must call for a lot of reputation, is it?

"What do you think? I hope so."

The folks at Fou and Die were also busy lowering the crate, so naturally it was up to me to answer.

Doug's merchant soaks up the sweat on his forehead as he "uh-huh".

"Shall we take a look at the arrangement? It's a big part of our future business."

"Yes, thank you very much."

They are not ranch people, but merchants who take the meat from them and transport it to the extra town. Yesterday I did business in Castle Town, this morning in Accommodation Town, and I'm going back to Doug. I was only allowed to stay in the castle town, and my stature felt pretty neat, etc.

(Exactly, I think it's tingling. The more we sell Giva meat, the more we lose to these people, right?)

But I guess that's why we should be careful to spin the right edge with these people as well.

Thinking of it that way, the squares were swept up.

However well built box-shaped luggage cars have often entered.

On the left and right side of the luggage, you can also see the guards who pulled the tototoss.

They are the guards of the castle township, wrapped in armor more splendid than the Mars. That number was four, one pulling a saddled toss at a time. We take care of ourselves all the time when we head out to Castle Town, the cavalry of Totos.

"I came to pick up the giva meat. Is anyone in charge?

Eventually, when the car was packed in front of us, a classy looking man came down from the carrier and called out to us like that.

The women of the Die family, who were helping unload Fow's house, go in and out, "Yes".

"Giva's meat is loaded in this luggage truck. There are five boxes of flesh on your feet, four boxes of flesh on your shoulders, and three boxes of flesh on your chest and back, each of which is fifteen boxes."

"Thank you. I'll have the merchandise brought to these people."

From that car over there, three men of good stature showed up.

The men move their crates from the Die family's luggage to their own. The Die family was in charge of the meat to be handed over to the castle.

"Fifteen boxes, indeed. Well, check this one out."

A man offered me a small bag of cloth.

It's a small, but heavy bag.

Zwei-Rutim snuck up to you subtly as the women of Die took one piece of money out of it and handed it over to the women of Lehn.

The cost should be as high as 1710 pieces when it comes to red copper coins.

Even if a thousand pieces can be covered by one silver coin, the rest of the white copper coins are 71 pieces. The absence of a currency equivalent to 100 red copper coins was a bit of a hassle.

"Yes, definitely. We did receive it."

"Now let me give you this one too. This is a crack."

"Fluffy......?

"Yes. In the future, humans who come to pick up Giva's meat will come with this side of the quota. It's not unlikely that a person who tries to receive goods under false identities will show up while continuing to do business like this."

According to Polearth, this person was supposed to be a merchant of the Inquirer, not a nobleman. They are followed there by guards to show that this is a business involving the nobility.

"Now, if you'll excuse me."

Without speaking any more than was necessary, they walked away again.

Dropping that off, the Die women handed Deal-Die a cloth bag that had been repacked with copper coins. This much money should certainly be in the possession of the men.

Inside the square, I'm still a little bothered. It's impossible that people from Castle Town should come to receive merchandise outside the stone walls.

But the Doug meat dealers, who are preparing next to us, looked less interested. They also do business with merchants in the castle towns.

"Come on. I'm nervous. And then you sell it individually on this occasion."

The women of Die and Lehn join us. When it comes to sales in the market, we all work together, without distinction of family.

While dealing with guests in the castle town, other meat dealers were gathering. Guests and people show up here and there. The four moments of the city's beginnings were also compatible when they were already approaching.

"Oh, my God, was I the first?"

and the tall shadow pulling the trolley approaches.

It was the Giese of the Rumlia's Tortoise.

Each exchanges greetings, as the faces of the Lou family are all known opponents, except Giza-Lou. I also decided to introduce her to the folks at Fou and Die.

"I'm sure you're going to look a little bit alike from now on, so hey. Nice to meet you. Hey, everyone by the woods."

A person named Giese, whose waist is soft, polite and warm in a little trick, is sure to be an easy type to accept by the forest folk.

After an exchange of greetings with everyone on the spot, Giese narrowed her eyes "oops", seeing the last one.

"You're a whisperer. Do you remember me?

"... well, about your face, sir"

Needless to say, it is Zwei-Rutim.

She also had a face-to-face pattern with Giese at the beginning of the moon.

"Thank you for your help on the stopover. Is your Mida-Lou well?

"I don't know, yo. Lou and Rutim are family, but they live in separate places, so sa"

"Really... that's a lonely thing"

Zwei-Rutim has not revealed his past qualities. So Zise should not have even known that she and Mida-Lou were once brothers and sisters.

Still, I guess the impression was strong that Zwei-Lutim hung his eyebrows and defended Mida-Lou, let alone called him from a forest side settlement. Giese was smiling and Zwei-Rutim was pointing that way at the top of the Buddha.

"... it won't be long before it's four moments"

And Mars, who was looking around the perimeter, brought back four of his men.

"Hmm. I was afraid a lot of guests would pack it before the city opened. Was that worrying?"

"Yes, I was advised that winning something early could make a lot of noise, so I told you in advance about pulling the lottery just in time for the fourth moment."

"I see, that's a good thing to be ready for. But nevertheless, there seems to be a lot less people -"

When Mars tried to say so, the people who pulled the trolley approached each other.

I can see the face I see. He is the master of the inn.

What can I do for you, Guard? You're not trying to interrupt our business, are you?

The big husband who was at the head of it dazzles Mars without fear.

Mars snuck a sigh of relief and then glanced back at you.

"If you guys don't make a scene, there's no turning us in. Encouraging commerce while upholding the laws of Genos."

Leaving Mars and the other guard behind, the three guards pulled to the rear of your husband.

"Hmm," he snorted, his big husband turning his eyes to us.

"I'm here to let you buy Giva's meat. You just have to wait here, okay?

"Yes, please wait until it's four moments."

I'm only a spectator, but I can't just shut up people I know. These responses also had to be taken by the Fou and Die people after the next one.

When I thought that and turned my gaze toward the sales floor, all the women watched me and your husband interact with a serious look.

Having never even participated in the street business, they had little opportunity to interact with the people of the town. It felt like I was trying hard to learn what attitude I should be dealing with the people in town in the future.

"... looks like it's gonna be quite a crowd after all"

Mars, who refrained beside the sales floor, snaps in a whisper.

Indeed, there were many more people on the spot. Some faces I've seen, some strangers. My husband didn't necessarily come to the market, and the general public, who were not related to the inn, seemed to gather a lot.

The general public was not given a big announcement. But also, I wasn't hiding it, so I guess rumors spread in the testimonials. It was planned from the head of the moon when it came to selling giva meat, so it would have been enough time for rumors to spread.

"Hmm. This doesn't seem like meat is going to sell out."

When Rud-Lew snapped like that, something like a sharp whistle rang from the center of the square.

At the centre of the square is a large pedestal, where a day clock is installed. Because it pointed to four moments, the guard on duty announced the start of the market.

The people who waited in front of the sales office pushed all the way over.

The elderly women of Fou breathe small and then raise their voices.

"Now let me start the business. First of all, if you want to buy Giva's meat, can you put your hands up?

The people who were packing it all the way back up, they raise their hands with a pungent face.

When the women glanced behind their backs, they snapped, "Thirty-one," as Fowe's men looked around at the people, who at some point were climbing onto the cargo stand.

"Now, I'm going to put 31 wooden plaques in this box, so can you pull that off one by one? I would like you to buy Giva meat in order from the smaller number."

That was the way I devised the lottery.

I used to draw lots to sell limited quantities of "Giva Cuttlesand" even in stalls. This time, it was its application.

Well, it's not a hard story to stick with. It's all about putting a wooden plaque with numbers in the box and having it pulled. So you bought Giva meat in the younger order of the numbers, and when it sold out, it ended there.

The only difficulty was that the forest folk had not mastered the reading and writing of the letters.

So this time, the symbol is marked on the wooden plaque, a very primitive symbol: from 1 to 9, a small dot, and the position of 10, a large dot. If "31," then "3 big dots have one small dot".

The wooden plaque was prepared up to "50" just in case, so throw up to "31" in it into the crate. There's just enough round holes on the top side of the crate for adults to get, so I shouldn't even have been able to steal an inside look when pulling.

"Well, one at a time, please."

The women of the run offer a crate.

Then your husband, who had just interacted with Mars, looked back at his so-called zise.

"You were in line first, weren't you? Then I should pull it off you."

"Oh, thank God for that."

Giese smiled briskly and put her thin hand through the hole in the crate.

Close your eyelids and spin the crate contents for a while before taking up the wooden plaque.

There, only one little dot was pompous.

"Ah... this is the best bill"

Exactly when the Ladies of the Run also spoke out in surprise, mourning groans were chorused from all over.

My husband, etc. who gave the most to Giese, has his shoulders and other things poked by the people around him, making him squeeze his lips, "It's not my fault."

"So can you buy Giva's meat on this occasion? Depending on that, the number of people will change in the future."

"Oh, thank God.... If I bought all fifteen boxes here, I'd be resented by everyone here."

Giese's words make the people around him glance at himself a little.

"Come on, Grandma Giese, give me a break, will you?

"Ugh... I'm just alone, and I can't take home fifteen boxes. Hi. It's tough when you get greedy and sell the rest."

So Giese was to want a box of loins, roses and shoulders one at a time.

It is quite a hateful choice around not getting my hands on the most numerous momomos.

"Now, how much do I owe you?

"Yes, please wait a moment. Uh..."

Die women start to think with their hands on their mouths.

Zwei-Rutim observed the appearance from the side.

"I have 150 red copper coins on my chest and back, 90 shoulders at a time, so... that would be 390 red copper coins"

"Okay, here's 39 pieces of white copper."

Giese paid the requested copper coin and put the three crates on the trolley. Although skinny and old, it does not seem inconvenient to lift crates weighing as much as 15 kg.

"Thank you for your help. We look forward to seeing you again next day."

He bowed his head to us too, and then Giese quickly walked away.

Your husband on the top of the Buddha says, "It's my turn next".

But it was "22" that his husband drew on.

With twelve boxes left, this number is quite hopeless. Your husband dropped his thick shoulder and pulled back awesome.

After that, the lottery gradually draws, and begins to present a look of sadness and happiness.

Young people and others who attracted the "3" lottery made small leaps, and men and others who attracted the "7" looked terribly complicated. If everyone buys three boxes at a time, they run out of products by the fifth.

That's just about the order of the turns, there was a person who drew a "2" wooden plaque.

She was an unrecognizable young woman, but apparently an associate of the inn. She said, "Yay!" With a voice of joy, those who had not yet pulled the lottery were turning their gaze of envy and dismay.

"Okay, two boxes of foot meat and one box of back meat, please!

"Yes. So... uh... because 90 is two boxes and 150 is one box... 300... 300 and 20...?

"330 sheets," Zwei-Rutim says sharply.

The women of the die bowed their heads to you before receiving the copper coin from your daughter.

"Sa, if you sell it in a box, I told you not to sell it in red copper coins, but in white copper coins. So I told you, Shao? Because smaller numbers are easier to count, sa."

While your daughter was loading the crate, and Zwei-Rutim whispered further, the Die women looked frightened and nodded, "I'm sorry......"

"Well, can I buy one, too?

and the young man who just caught the "3" wooden plaque enters with a smile.

"Oh, yes, go ahead. Which meat would you buy?

"Um, I'd like some meat for 20 people, please."

In the market of the Inn Town, one portion of the meat is 250 grams, or 5 kilograms for 20 people.

Around half of the people who packed it around immediately raised their voices of condemnation. I'm sure it's the innkeepers. When people show up to buy in small pieces, they get less discount.

"It's the only way. We're a family of five. I've prepared the best copper coin I can."

While stating so, the young man was a happy expression.

And make sure you voice the condemnation, and someone says, "Yes, they do!" He raises his voice. I'm sure, like him, it's someone trying to buy up giva meat in small portions. If the first five people were all related to the inn and were able to buy out three boxes at a time that would be discounted, the general public would have lost the opportunity to buy them.

"Meat on the feet for 20 people… the cost will be 60 red copper coins"

After stating so, the women of the die looked anxiously back at Zwei-Rutim.

Zwei-Rutim is holding his arms in silence. When selling in small portions, Momo set it at 12 red copper coins for one kilo and three red copper coins for one, so there should have been no deficiencies.

(I had a computational study group in preparation for this day, but it didn't feel the same with practice and production. Naturally, it's a little tricky)

Still, we were taking this opportunity to re-price the meat. Until now, the price of the four varieties had fallen apart, but the near-priced loins and pieces, the momomo and the shoulders were set back to the same price in the form of an intermediate. This should have eased the hassle of memorizing prices and doing calculations by about half.

(Me and Zwei-Rutim are out of standard, so everyone else has to take the time to get used to them. There's nothing to rush)

While I was thinking about it, the scratch gradually went on.

Before the last lottery was drawn, the wood tags "4" and "5" were drawn, both of which were related to the inn. Moreover, one of them was able to buy out as many as four boxes, so the remaining meat was ten kilograms of roses in one box.

At that stage, all the innkeepers walked away. After all, I guess I didn't feel like purposefully buying it for the price of a percentage.

All that remained were ten people.

Apparently, of the 31, about 20 were related to the inn. When I returned the wooden plaque and walked away, those people were saying to me, "Sell it out again as soon as possible, right?"

When they bought it in the younger order of numbers from the people who were thus left behind, the meat ran out in the fifth. Some people were able to buy thirty on their own, so they quickly ran out of 25 kilos of meat.

"Hey, I managed to buy it. My family would be delighted."

The young man, who bought me the last remaining roses and momomos for ten people at a time, said so with a smile.

Those bright, shiny brown eyes look around everyone in the store and stop at me at the end.

"Asta in Fa's house, it's you, isn't it? My grandmother always takes care of me."

"Huh? Is that your grandmother?

"Yes, I am the grandson of Missil the vegetable salesman."

I was truly surprised.

The young man is smiling.

"I often go out of town on a buyout job, and sometimes they feed me street food. The rest of the family hasn't had a chance to do that, so it was loud enough to buy some giva meat at any rate."

"Was it? Thank you very much."

"It's this way to thank you. My daughter-in-law went to Dora's house and had her hand free on how to cook delicious food. Thanks to you, I've only been looking forward to dinner lately."

It was a truly pleasant smile, unlike Grandma Missil's grandson.

"Speaking of which, you didn't see anybody in Dora's house. Of course you were letting us know about today, weren't you?

"Yes, but he said he would refrain for a while because he wanted to give up opportunities to people who had never eaten Giva meat"

"Oh, I see. I mean, you mean, for people like the families in my house. I appreciate that."

With a leather bag filled with meat in his hand, the young man wears a pepper and an uncle.

"It's giva meat because of it, so I'll have my mother or daughter-in-law sift my arms. Then I'll show my face to the stall again. So say hello then."

"Yes, welcome. Thank you for your purchase."

And so the young man walked away, and the work of the day was finished.

Four lodgings and six houses were able to sell just over 200 kilos of giva meat. And I could sell the same amount of meat to Castle Town. That is today's achievement.

Total sales, when converted in red copper coins, are 3660 sheets. The lid box was sold in small pieces, so the price for it was increased.

As for the first day, it would be an excellent achievement.

It was a new step in commerce, which began with a desire to bring abundant life to the forest.