Isekai Sagishi no Consulting

"Scarecrow, let me send it to you. There are tons of solamame, and we're all going to be tired, and I really want to be with you a little longer, Wen."

"The last one will be for real, you"

Lucia swells her nose and says graciously in a rattled and rocking carriage.

After this, I guess I'm going to step on the fact that I won't be able to see the Wendys for a while and stick to the critical. Well, I appreciate it because this one can be easier.

Heading first to the Yangdu Pavilion and then sending Cylon and Wendy, Lucia and the others said they would return to District 35. They're not going to stop by the Yangdu Pavilion.

Well, if you don't get home soon, it's midnight.

"I'll help you load and unload the sharks."

Estella, on the other hand, is willing to stop at the Yangdu pavilion.

I guess even the little ones are hungry.

I'm hungry, too, even though I ate all that at Marul's house.

Is it because of the difference in peace of mind when eating on the go, or I often get hungry when I get home?

The Japanese Osama would like to have a cup of tea at home after the drinks party, but now you know a little bit.

"Do you want Natalia to stop by, too?

"Right......"

Even when Estella is light, Natalia often has a job to do.

So I asked just in case...

"I'm not a motte-motter because District 42 doesn't have that information paper influence...... you can't find any point in going"

"Artist Sometimes!?

Don't let anything get out of your way like you don't want to go if you don't want to.

"But today I'm a little bit tired mentally and physically. I want to see the manager and feel better."

Expedition with Estella.

That, too, is the nobleman, the lord's sister.

Maybe Natalia has been so careful. Do not embarrass the Lord. May there be no danger to the Lord.

For some reason, Natalia is a dependable foreman.

"I want to meet the manager and sleep on that pony pillow"

"That poo-poo-poo-poo-poo is not a pillow! But lend it to me next time!

"Okay, in order"

"You guys are forbidden to enter or leave the Yangdu Pavilion, right? with lord authority."

What is obstructive work when people say they are trying to heal their mental fatigue!? The lord will hear you!

While doing so, a familiar landscape flowed out the window, and the carriage reached the Yangdu Pavilion.

"Welcome back, ladies and gentlemen,"

Hear the carriage, or in front of the Yangdu Pavilion began Ginette, with employees lined up sloppily.

Magda, Loretta, Delia, Norma.

"... you guys, get to work"

"It's not, Yashiro! They sold the doughnuts to fly, and they couldn't even go home! Hey, Norma?

"Really, that was tough."

Tongue and a hip-slapping norm.

"Sounds heavy. You want me to rub him?

"It looks different where it looks heavy and where you would want it to rub?

Stupid thing. Though it would be the same place you want to rub it as it looks heavy.

But these guys stayed in the pavilion to help us in discipline. I have to work hard enough for you.

"So, Umaro. I need you to keep the salama sharks in the pantry."

"Why ssss!?

"I wouldn't be able to torture these guys who helped me!

"Oyla is a customer!?

"What are you talking about, Womalo? You're the one on the other side, even if you're a guest.

"Even though I don't remember standing on such a 'side'!?

For whatever reason, let the solamame be transported to Womalo, who tries to skip.

In the meantime, I'll call Magda.

"Magda. Excuse me, could you get me some honey popcorn?

"... then there's the stock"

"Well, give me that"

"… advances"

Receive a beautifully packed honey popcorn and head back to the carriage.

Natalia was just tired of me, I'm sure this guy is tired too.

"Gilberta. Let's do this"

"To me or my friend Yashiro?

"Good luck rewarding you."

Sweet things work when you're tired.

You can pick it on the way home.

".................. glad"

Staring at the bag of popcorn, the pounding and Gilberta squeaks.

Maybe getting someone something isn't.

Shut up and stand still, Gilberta staring at a bag of popcorn.

It's hard to tell because of the scarcity of facial expressions, but I'm sure he's happy for me.

"Be the kid here, I am!

"Yeah, I know you're happy for me, so calm down once. Huh?"

Hey, you seem overjoyed.

Lucia is pointing a very murderous gaze at me.... Scary Scary Scary.

"Be sure to come back, I, here. I want you to play again, I, my friend Yashiro!

"Uh, what. Was it part of the play, today's expedition..."

If you want to play, pick a time.

"So long, hero, lord. Excuse me, sir."

"Thank you for everything today."

Cylon and Wendy bow their heads in the carriage.

I wonder if they're tired, with such a shoulder-wrenching personality.

"Scarecrow"

Lucia called me out the window as the carriage left.

"Dream scared and cry"

And that's all I left to say, the carriage ran away.

... What did you want, that guy?

Does he cry when he dreams of being scared, too? I guess that word coming out means that I've had a lot of that experience, and I recognize that's hard.

I lost sight of the carriage and finally got the day's work done, I felt that way.

"Well, don't go home."

"You're going to get some sleep today."

"Oh, thank you for your hard work. I'll treat you to a cake next time."

"Whoa! Another date?!?

"I hope so."

No... I didn't mean to be alone with you two... but rather, you two eat for me.

"Yashiro, let's go to 'Lemon' again!

and so on, and Delia, who leaves behind remarks that are not in the interest of the Yangdu Pavilion. I'll definitely feed you the cake from the Yangdu Pavilion.

"Come on, me too..."

"Oh, Norma, give me a minute."

Call Norma to go home and wait for Oomaro, who has finished carrying the solamame.

"It's over, suss."

"It's late!"

"I need a few more words of labor, sss!

What a luxury.

I can't do the words of labor, but I'll tell you a good story instead.

"Oomaro, Norma. Can you bring Imelda here tomorrow? I need to ask you something."

"Do it, Sz!

"I'll take care of it!

Come on! It's early, it's up to you to make a decision!

You guys okay? You haven't forgotten there's "The Spirit's Judgement," have you?

After you say "do it," and you say "I don't want to do it," you're gonna frog me, okay?

How cheap are we going to make a deal?

"I'll explain again tomorrow what I'm going to make"

"Kind of oila, I'm getting excited, ss"

"Working with a carpenter means you make pretty big things. My arm will ring."

These guys have become so convenient craftsmen that this one makes me anxious...

It's definitely Ginette's fault.

I guess your hobby got infected, yeah.

Dropping off two of your favorite terminal patients, the Yang Ma Ri Pavilion closed.

Nevertheless, there are Estella and Natalia in the store. Loretta also remains.

"Actually, the manager made something amazing!

Loretta says that on Doya's face if you don't invite us into the store.

Magda is softening without a heart, and leads to Ginette laughing and making her feel quite confident.

What? What do you mean, you made it?

"Um, it's the 'consomme soup' that Yashiro taught me before..."

Around the time when distribution normalized and prices stabilized in the 42nd arrondissement, I taught Ginette consommé.

Originally Bouillon could have been made, so he was asked to take another step and be able to make a hands-on soup. Consomme is delicious.

"I've been thinking about a new dish for the soramame with my array."

Magda and Loretta bring a plate in front of us to match Ginette's words like that.

Deep dish with bright shallow green soup.

This guy...

"Solamame potage soup."

"Yes. I wanted you to eat when you're tired and feel better. I think it was delicious, so make sure you eat it."

Spoon and transport to mouth.

It was undoubtedly a potage of soramame, and I felt sweetness and warmth spreading through my tired body. This is a delicious taste that blows away tiredness.

If you knit this guy out on your own, it's a big deal.

The palate is also mellow, and I can peep at what I must have backed up over and over again.

Did Ginette make time to knit this guy out during the day when the Delias were busy enough to get laid? Even though I left it all to Ginette to make the doughnuts.

"Delicious, Ginette. Excellent."

Sending praise honestly brightens Ginette's expression.

It's really delicious.

"This is a flavor you'll want to eat more than once."

Estella and Natalia seem to like it and the speed with which it is transported to their mouths does not slow down at all.

Seeing as that, Ginette is twisting her torso. There is so much laughter that I can't even hide it, the muscles in my face are dandruff.

Ginette loves to be complimented on cooking.

As he was praised by his grandfather, that hasn't changed, he says.

This soup from Ginette's original is perhaps slightly different from the potage spoken of in Japan. But the flavor is never inferior, rather this one is as dominant as it gets.

Despite all that we've had at Marul's house, we've flattened a glass of soup with pepper.

"We're going to run out of sharks in no time, no matter how massive they are."

Estella says with certainty to the flavour of the potage of the solamame.

I feel the same way. If it tastes like this, it's definitely a hit.

... Oh well, combined with soy sauce on the beanboard, you might get a serious shortage of solamame...... I can't believe it. Hi. Ginette's expression is dark. I mean, he has a face that doesn't float.... Somewhat, a troubled face?

"What's going on, Ginette? Don't float face and big tits."

"Mm, keep your chest out of it!

How about... I guess because I'm tired. Words fall zero out of my mouth without going through brain tests.

Yeah, it's because of tiredness. I'm not bad.

"Actually..."

"... Solamame potage doesn't hit that far"

Magda moves forward with her chest stretched so as to block Ginette from saying the reason for her unfloating expression.

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Magda and I keep staring at each other...

"... 'Big tits,' don't you hear?

"Yeah, I don't think so."

I didn't.

Uh-huh, I can't see why you look disgusted.

Just let me know, I can tell you that the potage of the solamame won't hit. So.

"I agree with you, Magda."

Loretta stretches her chest just like Magda and lines up next to Magda.

"What's up, Loretta? Have regular tits."

"Don't say 'normal'!

"Magda's Pakli."

"I did make money, but people are not listening!?

"... a degraded version of Magda"

"That's a terrible rush, Magda!?

Loretta, my daughter, runs into the kitchen with Magda.

Ginette looked at the situation with such a sorry look, and when she and I met each other, she was rushing out of sight..............................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................

"Thank you for waiting!

"... scratch it"

The two returning with their little noses swollen, each had a basin. There were three plates on the top of the basin, a little yellow cream soup on Loretta's plate, and orange soup on Magda's plate.

"This is the sweet potato potage!

"... this is pumpkin potage"

"Enjoy"!

Spoon the served soup, Estella sips pumpkin potage, and Natalia sips sweet potato potage.

And at the same time, he said, "Wow!" I open my eyes all the time.

"" Yummy!

And Ginette dropped her shoulders with a gag.

"It's delicious, this!

"Natural sweetness and a deep taste...... this is the soup of soup you deserve to call the revolutionary child of the soup world hey!

Even Natalia is excited.

Loretta and Magda nod satisfactorily, and only Ginette turns away sorry.

Well, it's definitely Ginette who created these two, but the reason he's turning away is probably because...

"Solamame had a good reputation, so I tried to make it with other ingredients, and it was so delicious that it didn't look stylish, I fed it to Magda and Loretta with great joy, and it was such a great reputation that I instantly captivated the people who were there. And I looked at the sight satisfactorily, and at one moment I realized... that with this I blurred the potage of the solamame..."

"………………… Yes"

"Fact is, we all got obsessed with pumpkins and sweet potatoes and the selling of solamame potage dropped, rather than stopped completely...... is that it?

"As you can guess..."

I wonder if you're feeling a little better, Mr. Ginette?

They say it's delicious, I love it.

You wanted me to make something better and be happier.

The prospect is a great success.

But.

"Didn't you lose your solamame consumption!

"Excuse me, excuse me! I completely lost sight of my original purpose!

What's wrong with you!?

Solamame potage is, indeed, delicious! The mess is delicious!

But pumpkins and sweet potatoes are cowardly!? That's the sweetness everyone, young and old, likes, you can't win!

Earlier, Natalia said something about "the flavor that makes me want to eat more than once" and she replaced the pumpkin!

"The potage of the solamame... doesn't diminish..."

Difficult, ginette with large tears.

... Wow, that's a waste, those beautiful tears. Try to be a painting if it streams in a different place.

"Ladies and gentlemen, have a solamame! Would you like to have a potage of solamame!?

"Ginette."

Seeing Ginette's tears, Estella offers her an empty plate................ out of sight.

"... sa, sweet potato potato potage"

"Uh-huh!

I don't know what it is. An emotion explodes and Ginette makes strange noises that I don't know what it is.

This is a preliminary mistake that the food and beverage industry is prone to make.

In addition to a product called A, if you prepare a product called B with a full service score, A will no longer sell at all.

If you want to do that, you need to make an effort to keep the materials used for A out of stock by using them for B as well.

For example, if you provide an upgraded product for the original product, such as "Matcha - Matcha Beans - White Egg Matcha Beans - White Egg Matcha Beans Condensed Milk", you will not waste the material regardless of how it is sold.

However, in cases such as this one, there will be a large amount of excess material for the products to be sold.

Assuming you manipulate the price and set a cheap potage of solamame that is likely to sell poorly, the image of "solamame is cheap" will make it unnecessarily unsold.

You have to avoid having the image of "poor food" attached to it, even though it's a stylish dish called corner potage soup.

Now, if you make pumpkins and sweet potatoes expensive............ you simply can't sell that one. Or it comes with the image of "I can't eat decent food without giving out quite a bit of money".

At the curry store, Normal is topped only by Lou and Rice - what a close image to holding in the store. "In the end, you have to spend thousands of yen to be satisfied, don't you? The image."

Then things are troublesome and cheap and plain are less likely to be ordered.

Because the psychology of "if you eat that, you eat the others for the same price" works.

Regardless of what dish you cook that makes you queasy like a curry, the soup in the position of "don't stand in the way of other dishes" makes the reason for daring to order thinner.

Pioneers get sumptuous because of a good junior who can do it.

It's a trap that tends to fall into the first rivals of battle comics with inflationary tendencies and the main heroine of harem comics with massive input of characters by attribute.

… it became more difficult to find demand.

"Duh, duh, what shall I do, Mr. Yashiro... I never thought this would happen..."

The new menu that I developed because I thought it would be better would get in the way of the products that I really want to sell.

... Ginette. Give it up already.

"Womalo used to bring it, even with sweet corn, it's delicious"

"Corn potage soup!? Sounds delicious, it is!

"I'm interested, too! Dear Estella, why don't you support me as lord of the 42nd arrondissement?

"I'd love to try that!

"... manager, give me a prototype"

"Mr. Yashiro, Mr. Yashiro!? How could you do something like chase after him!?

I'd better get rid of the idea of "mass-consuming solamate with a potage of solamate" and position it as one of a few potages when I get here already.

This is the dining room. You can offer them something delicious.

There's a lot of people out there who like the sweetness of a salamander. He says it's better than pumpkins and sweet potatoes.

However, an explosive hit, I might not.

"... Magda, I'll take you to Womalo"

"Magda, good luck!

"No, wait! Magda says Womalo could buy up the corn in the 30th arrondissement... because he's a pervert who doesn't know the cap. Asunt, please."

"... but you don't work for Asunt"

"Shall I pay for it!? It's like a stance to get it all!

What? Is cute justice?

Will selfishness be forgiven, too? Scary, what a beautiful girl!

"Um, Mr. Yashiro..."

Leaving it drooling, Ginette comes closer as she soothes.

"Excuse me. I came up with a proposal to use a lot of corner solamame, but it's my fault..."

"What are you talking about?"

It's not that depressing.

Well, sure. If Solamame's potage had sold, I might have been able to consume a lot...

"Your 'thanks' to me, you've widened the possibilities for solamame. Keep your chest up."

"Mr. Yashiro...... no"

In fact, Ginette's solamame potage is delicious.

Nowhere else is there a reason to give such a snaggy look.

So put your chest up.

"And get your tits with Dawn... Huh!

"Repent."

I wish I could! With Dawn! Here, take Dawn!

And when you do that...

"Mr. Yashiro is here!?

Asunt jumped in, ramblingly opening the door of the Yangdu Pavilion.

"Sorry, we're closed."

"Ahhh! Mr. Yashiro! Good!"

Damn. I've been thru a gag called "Go Home".

Asunt leans over at me with a very happy face.

"Solamame! Is there a place where you can get large quantities of Solamame on a regular basis!? Any idea!? Anyone you know involved?!?

"Hot, hot, hot! Just calm down for a second!

Blood-running eyes, sprinkling spit looming.

In this time of year, hot Osama has been tight so far. I want to pick it out.

"Excuse me. I have some good news!

"You're divorced?

"What's the good news about that!? It's still a full couple!

Shit...

"The god of koji has accepted the matter of soy bean board!

"Oh, that amazing craftsman you said before?

"Yes! I am the descendant of a clan that created the method of making miso, and I am currently said to have all-bloom number one skill!

Asunt lifts it up to this point, so it must be a pretty awesome person.

Miso and soy sauce are essential to a rich diet. I guess he's also the one who needs to be treated politely as a merchant guild.

"Originally, I wouldn't even get an appointment accepted unless I was in the executive class of a merchant guild...... I screwed it!

"... you had an adventure"

Apparently, the type of Assunt who passes relatively avoiding dangerous bets has been pretty unscrupulous.

So, this tension?

"Soy bean board showed interest and said, 'I want you to arrange a large number of solamame because I want to do a prototype'! But the solamame is a material that doesn't get much on the market...... there, Mr. Yashiro! Do you know anywhere, who owns a large amount of solamame, or an organization!?

"You know that."

"Awesome!?

I mean, we're disposing of gas ourselves because we can't sell it...

If you talk to Marul, he'll accommodate the amount that's put together.

... there's something I'd like the Umaros to make... and I might have to clean up a lot of things in a hurry.

"In the meantime, I don't mind you taking some of the stuff we have."

"That helps!

We've just lost the means of mass consumption due to massive increases. Let's have it taken.

"Soy bean board! Make it absolutely successful!

Assunt is on fire. Grilled pork.

"Do me a favor, Chashu!

"Who is CHARSHOO!?

Pussy, and nosy Assunt.

But give a relieved look.

"He's a tough guy, and if he doesn't do what he wants at all, he throws his job out."

You're a child.

"Don't say anything rare! The future of soy bean board is at stake!?

... did this guy even come in to Soy Tofu Church? Wow, you're serious.

"Anyway, this is a relief. If we can secure a path to mass acquisition, we'd like to."

Assunt is so motivated. You'll be sure to think that the mass consumption of solamame has gained ground.

"... Assunt"

Magda stands in front of Assunto as this story goes through a paragraph.

He looked up at Asunt with a quiet gaze, and, in the main, stood his lightly held fists of both hands by his chin, tilting his neck.

"... Magda, I want sweetcorn, honey"

"Uh... hey, what is this?

Magda, you're a challenger!?

To Asunt, what is it exactly?

Well, it doesn't seem to work at all.

"... to?

Don't you dare!?

You want so much sweetcorn?!?

"Mr. Asunt. Here you go, if you like."

Ginette brings a warm solamame potage to the table by Asunt.

I learned that the story of soy bean board is improving, and I think I'm happy to have no heart.

Maybe, though, because we have a vision of solamame being consumed in large quantities.

"Ooh... this is delicious. What kind of soup is this?

"Yes, it's a potage of solamame"

"Solamame!?

It rattles the table and Assunt peeks into the plate.

"Oh, what a waste! Right now, she wants to turn to bean plate soy without leaving a grain of soramame................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................... This soup, can't you stop producing it!? I'll make up for the damage!

"Oh, uh, I can't believe it's damage..."

"Let's have it filled!

"Uh, Mr. Yashiro, but..."

"... I agree with Yashiro, and Magda"

"Mr. Magda too!?

Silence me and Magda the grated Ginette.

Either way, it's a disturbing dish for sale. Wouldn't it be better to let Asunt make up for it?

But Magda seemed to have acted on a different idea...

"... Assunt. Alternatives are required to stop the potage of the solamame"

"Oh, what is that!?

"... Sweet Corn"

"Sure...... if you make this soup out of sweet corn, it might be delicious...... ok! I'll be responsible for purchasing sweetcorn! So give up all the solamame you have here instead!

... Magda Thoughts, Mandarin Success.

"... Yikes"

Magda showing her v-sign with pleasure.

... you, you've succeeded.

Therefore, the potage of the solamame, which was born at the corner, was temporarily discontinued, and instead, the potage soup of corn, pumpkin and sweet potatoes was born as a new menu for the Yangdu pavilion.

Needless to say... corn potage soup has become so popular.