Isekai Sagishi no Consulting

Morning.

Refreshing morning.

"Hey listen, Natalia came last night..."

"Excuse me, Estella, will you stop talking about your stomach getting heavy in the morning?

The day after the Obake competition ended and the grand banquet in the name of the grand launch ended with no connection. Today. Early morning.

Estella had been evacuating to the Yangdu Pavilion before the sun even rose.

"The hall smells like crab..."

He complains with a hard cry.

Lucia, who missed herself "not returning," stayed in Estella's Hall after a fierce rejection from Imelda.

Besides, he abducted Norma, who seems to have liked Lucia, and said, "Second Party in Lords' Hall in District 42 (" in "a lot!) 'They held.

Hell of a painting with Natalia added to the troublesome two entanglement Uedo.... Let's not imagine. The kind of mane that peeks into the dark parts of man is what the fool does.

"I pushed Marsha against Imelda because I regret it!

The date changed and crabs seemed to have worked great at the grand banquet, which lasted until about the time the night sky began to whiten, and the smell of crabs filled the building.

What were the servants doing in such a tragedy?

They were joining the noise more and more with permission from Estella and Natalia.

"Because even though the event has been going on here lately, everyone has taken their work seriously without complaining about it, and this is the kind of opportunity we have around the corner, and it's been about as good as today and I gave my permission...... were you guys unhappy?

Apparently it was so exhilarating that the Lord shook up.

The first thing this guy said this morning when he came to the Yangdu Pavilion was, "I think I want to work harder on the servants."

I knew I was tired, and my salary. They keep asking me for perfection, and I breathed a little too much, I'm sure.

"On Halloween, I think I'll give everyone on the payroll a vacation to join the festival"

"Was it so frightening?

"No, it wasn't... well, it was too harsh to say whether it was terrible or not..."

It is a bitter laugh, the lord of the hall.

"You usually have a big daughter who doesn't even have a voice, do you? Walk all the way down the hall with a cloak of pants and say, 'If you run at a speed that goes unnoticed, it's safe!' That's a gag of abandonment..."

"I'm sorry. Wait. I'll tell you one more time, will you stop talking about your stomach getting heavy in the morning?

That's stressful.

Every day, there was a build-up of stress that didn't dissipate.

Halloween. I guess it would be just fine if I became a different person and let him take his wings off a lot. Yeah.

"I'm planning to immerse myself in the Yangdu Pavilion on Halloween Day, so I don't have a problem giving my employees a vacation. You can stay the night."

"Don't decide on your own, here. I'll let you help me."

"I'll help you, Ginette."

Declare you're not willing to help me.

Ha, ha, did I have to go out of my way to declare it? Hmm?

"That's not true. I always let my servants do the backside, so I want to be a participant once in a while. They're part of District 42, too."

I want all the inhabitants to be happy.

It is a slightly reckless, but Estella-like ploy by a lord who continues to hold such a wish without shame.

The day after the holidays, I guess the hole filling in the vacant work of the day will hit us more and more in person...... I'm sure we'll get through any busy work shortly after we refresh.

"Good morning, Mr. Estella"

"Ah. Morning, Ginette.... and Molly?

Good morning, sir.

Make sure you hide behind Ginette's back, and Molly puts her head down with pepper.

Didn't you leave?

"That's..."

Instead of Molly the Mouth Cage, I'll tell you why I stayed Molly.

"Enhanced accommodation."

"Ugh..."

"Oh......, for that costume?

"... Yes"

I announced yesterday that Molly was going to stay at the Yangdu Pavilion for a while longer in order to be a buddy that could be worn in order to wear a navel rounded dress.

... I thought you were going to increase sugar production? Between Halloween, we'll definitely get more orders.

"This morning, it's root vegetable salad and chicken gala soup."

"It looks like a small amount, but the root vegetables are hard, so they chew well, so you can taste the satisfaction of eating well, that's the menu!

"Yes! Eat well and lose weight beautifully!

"Oh... Ginette's desperate, too"

"Ha... 'Cause I can't believe it's such a costume... I didn't hear it..."

Like Molly, Ginette is going to start making proportions today.

Last time I was absent from the amdonut party, I worried about Bertina and the kids, so I accompany them properly for donations to the church. but make up your mind from the start about the menu you eat and don't mouth anything else. And they're honestly going to tell Bertina and the kids why and get an understanding.

Yeah. Maybe not hiding a diet is the key to success.

If you cooperate around you, you'll be less tempted.

More importantly, if we say that we will be wearing 'ano costumes', many will support us unconditionally. I can't wait to imagine my stomach coming out of my adorable costume.

"Well, why don't you and Estella just go to the cattle breeder's?"

"Huh? I want to be with you."

Going looking for new ingredients seemed like Ginette was into it... but I'll probably eat something, over there.

"If we were going to the east side of the city, we would like to see how Mr. Thomson's kitchen is doing."

Sister Gazelle...

If you want to gain an advantage with doughnuts, you should keep one head out of your way until Halloween. So you want to go see him soon?

But Ginette.

That pattern, you're definitely gonna eat a doughnut, right?

"Um... if I'm not interrupting, I must also..."

"Not out of the way..."

"Nice, Yashiro. Ginette, let's go with you."

"... don't complain about more meals?

"Yes! I'm sewing your mouth festival today!

Ouch, ouch, ouch!

I use it like a mouth chuck, but I mean, the stitching hurts!

No, it's what I did.

"Do you eat more meals between meals............ I help the Yang Deception Pavilion!

Molly, who continued to fail miserably in temptation, offered to stay.

It's a wise decision.

"When Ginette goes out, she'll ask Magda and Loretta to leave another message."

"I hardly have any visitors today anyway."

"Really?

"Yes, most likely, but you'll all be practicing donuts at home."

"Oh, I see."

So I guess I can take a break from the store today...

"I will protect the manager and Mr. Yashiro from home!

We have to keep the store open for Molly to stay.

"Speaking of which, As Magda is still asleep, what about Loretta?

"I'm not staying today."

"My sisters couldn't get away from Loretta because they were afraid of the 'mysterious voice' that Mr. Hammoru was talking about."

I remember last night's situation and laugh when Ginette dulls.

The story of Hammuru seems to have given a hell of a fear to his sister and brother who live in the same house, and his little sisters stuck to Loretta and couldn't leave.

"I'm going to sleep with you today!

"I'm not going to sleep unless we're together -!

"Ohhhhh!

"Oh, okay, so stop crying! I'll stay with you till morning!

When my sisters are here, it seems like the eldest daughter I can count on.

Next to next, my sister jumped on Loretta and stuck around, eventually turning into a shine muscat-like silhouette and going home.

Wouldn't that tell you that as an obnoxious story? As a shine muscat walking down the night lane.

"Speaking of which, Yashiro, you know what? About Mr. Javier."

"Oh, speaking of which, where was he buried?

"I'm not buried. You were a grown-up yesterday, weren't you?

Totally.

I was too grown up to have any presence.

At that scene where the little kid was crying so much, I thought he was going to get mowed up by saying, "I'm going to comfort you!"...

"Wasn't it because it was after the fact that it was quiet?

"He was alive. On my chest..."

And Estella laughs ridiculously pointing at her own chest.

He said he had a portrait of his wife.

Anything, it seems Imelda made Becco paint her mother.

Show me the portrait of your mother on the day of her parents' home.

"Mr. Javier is always a calm gentleman in a room with a portrait of his wife."

"Sounds like you were pretty much in love."

"I, too, have heard it from Mr. Imelda. You two were always close."

So, leaving the hall with the portrait, leaving the 40th arrondissement, and coming to what a despicable place the 42nd arrondissement seemed to remove the restraint hoop.

"Looks like the effect was on the side."

"Right. It was so quiet I thought you weren't there."

"You're an honest man who takes care of his wife."

Hey, Ginette. Without a portrait of your daughter-in-law, you wouldn't be very honest with a pervert who'd be excited about a toddler and take off his wings.

Or did you invite Becco to his home in the 40th arrondissement just to calm Javier down, Imelda... you feel exactly fine with it. If there are strange rumors... why don't you stand? It's Becco. I don't know.

"Whatever, you won the Imelda operation. Thanks to you, the event went smoothly."

"There are no dead or missing... that's a lot"

"Already, Mr. Yashiro. No, you can't."

Slap me on the shoulder with a laugh when I dull.

Molly stared at Ginette like that, stared at my shoulder that Ginette slapped, and then stared at Estella, staring at me with the same eyes she told me.

What the fuck?

What are you trying to say?

You don't have to tell me, but don't look at me like that.

"I'm sorry!

"Oh, gossip."

Imelda's voice sounds and Estella looks back towards the entrance.

Meanwhile, me and Ginette looked at each other.

It is unlikely that Imelda will come to the Yangdu Pavilion this early in the morning before making a donation to the church.

If there was, it would be about the time I fled my own hall where I was afraid of Obake and no one else.

"Mr. Estella......"

"Hey, Imelda, what's going on? You're bluish, aren't you?

"What, that mermaid!? What Uedo is that?!?

"Oh... it's Marsha. Ha, that would be a pain in the ass, wouldn't it?

"It was a pain in the ass not to pull on lords & hardware combinations... even though they are cute as long as you are familiar with them... Huh!

"Haha, because Marsha is like that with everyone"

"If that's the case, she's a crazy bitch!

"Oh, you seem to like it a lot."

What happened!?

If you like it, will you be demented, that mermaid!?

"What kind of observation is it that people's breasts are rubbed down scatterly and their breasts are not allowed to touch one finger?!?

"She's a tough girl."

"Equal consideration has also been given here!

"Haha, tell him in person. I don't think I'm gonna ask. "

Estella looks happy.

I guess I'm glad you empathized with Marsha's annoyance.

... Women are tough on each other.

"... I want VIP treatment until Halloween is over."

"I had a hard time, too. Yesterday we went to Natalia..."

After that, the two of them carrying intoxicating beauties were talking about each other's experiences of hardship, or spitting out stupidity at each other to create a strange sense of union.

You're totally close, you guys.

"You want to sleep a little more... in a safe place"

"Then use my room. Molly's in the guest room."

"That's not true. Mr. Yashiro's room is empty."

"Don't use it when you're free, woman"

Ha-ha, you. Now, you're the type who doesn't give a shit about rumors or anything, right?

"You can use my bed, but when you wake up, can I help you with the Yang Dui Pavilion? I'm going out for a little while today."

"I'll wake you up when I get back from donating to the church."

"You have no choice. I'll behave like a gorgeous rice balls."

This guy finally got the hang of it in the second half and said, "Come on, we're coming!" Sometimes the rice was gone and I was unfaithful.

Right, right, or do you want to grip?

Or do you want someone to eat it and say "yummy"? Right or right.

"If Magda and Loretta had Molly and Imelda, they would be turning today"

"Right. I'm sure you don't have many customers."

"You can't do that! There are corner wasps, so we need to attract enough customers to overflow!

"No, that Mr. Imelda. It's troublesome when you get so many of those when it's just us, right?

"I'm fine, Mr. Molly! There's a wasp!

"Uh..."

"Molly, Imelda's strength is probably what you imagined. Don't expect anything, just look at him raw and warm."

The thick guys in the 42nd arrondissement saw Molly with the kind of eyes she would ask for help, but the only way to get used to it is to get used to it.

It's okay. It's probably harmless.

Probably.

I'm not sure.

"Well, I'll go back to sleep."

The drowsiness pushed over, and Imelda bit the yawn to death and walked into the kitchen.

"You might say 'go home' or something when you wake up asleep, he's..."

"Uh, Mr. Yashiro. In that case, what do we do?

"If you need a weapon, ask Asunt..."

"A little more peaceful solution, please"

Eh, even though that's the quickest.

"Leave it to Magda."

"I see. You can count on me, Magda."

Right.

Especially when it comes to the treatment of the Soyu race.

You can leave it to me.

"Now let's wake Mr. Magda up and head to church. You're going to be busy today."

I have two plans for the day.

I'm sure I'm busy on a day like this.

Anyway, the purpose of this one is gelatin.

Unlike the cold weather he makes from Tengusa... he's so hard to make.

Simmer the tendons and skins of cows and pigs, alkaline treatment... the fever is terrible and the smell is terrible... it's a bit of a melancholy task.

But if you make him remember that, cattle breeders might grow up a little bit too.

If you can find a new sales channel...

With that in mind, after the church donation was ready to open, we headed to the cattle breeder.

"What? There is?

"Oops. It's one of our main products."

Coming to a large ranch where tons of cattle are kept, we were asked a surprise fact by rancher Morgan Olson.

"Glue and gelatin are common sense products among cattle breeders."

"Well... I have glue, I also have gelatin..."

I wish Oomaro had used glue before...

If I say it completely messy, it can be done using the same raw materials in a similar fashion, so if gelatin is present, it's natural to say so.

It's just that Ginette didn't know.

"I've never seen it before. So this is gelatin."

It was plate-shaped gelatine that was made on Morgan's ranch.

Wow. Much like it is in Japan.

"So? Was this the 'new product' that Temehe and the others were just saying in a good way?

Morgan snorts with a slightly ridiculous face.

... Shit.

In negotiating with Morgan, a rough guy unrelated to customer service, he said, "Maybe there's a new product that could expand the sales channels for the cattle breeders, don't you want to hear it?" I took it.

Yet there was already...

Red shame is a good place too!

"Excuse me, Mr. Yashiro. I just didn't study."

"No... I was the first one who should have told Asunt the story."

I'd like to prioritize Estella's talk about "If the cattle breeder's sales channel widens, it might dissolve a little with the hunting guild" and Ginette's "If you're going to the east side of the city, I'd like to go peek into Mr. Thomson's shop," but for this... yeah, I wanted to blah, blah, blah!

The birth of gelatine has expanded the sales channels for cattle breeders and one of Estella's problems is solved!

Besides, teach your Thomson kitchen about new-touch donuts and marshmallows with that gelatin, and relieve Ginette's worries brilliantly!

Yikes, Mr. Yashiro, lovely! Muggy! And then the pepper!

I was expecting such a development! Sorry!?

Yikes, I've been acting like a big part of my knowledge here lately, and I've been busy running around on the event's management committee, so come on!

Even if you get a reward!

Oh, yeah!

I'm in a hurry!

Brave and suicidal!

Funny!?

If you wanna laugh, laugh!

... if you laugh, it's not just that, is it?

"... Kuck, why are you being pushed by a hunting guild when you have gelatin and glue? You're not making enough sales effort!?

"Yashiro, that's obviously an eight hit..."

Probably, but the cattle keeper who kept that information secret is bad!

Either that, or I'm sorry Asunt hasn't spoken to me about "there is such a thing"!

That's right!

Assuming Assunt brings a gelatin with Collemon's Doya face that says, "Actually, I have these amazing ingredients - (Pup, I don't know you guys - but)," "Oh, gelatin (refreshingly handsome ~ n)" "Nah, what! You knew! (Gaffoon!)" even though I had the advantage!

"You're lazy, Assunto!

"Whoa, don't make a scene on the ranch. The cow will be surprised."

"I'm sorry. He has, uh, occasional seizures."

"Let the pharmacist take a look."

"Don't you know? Mixing him with a pharmacist... it's dangerous, isn't it?

Estella and Morgan are talking about something rude.

You two get together and step on the cow un.

"Well, I'll just remember that you thought about us. Thank you, lord."

"No, no... I'm just"

Estella is lit up a little when she expresses her gratitude straight from the front.

I don't know because that guy likes to sneak up on high praise from people. They don't know what to look like when they say it face to face.

Is that the harm you've been hiding who you are for so long?

"But, well, the result has been unfortunate."

"I'm sorry I made you so happy."

"Our sales channels didn't expand... but can we narrow the sales channels for the hunters? See?"

"That's a little..."

If we can't get ourselves up there, we can drop them.... that's the idea that keeps me losing, to the hunting guild.

Even beef is delicious enough, so I don't know what to do with corporate effort.

How much is there to make the beef soft and juicy? It's a common method used when pretending to be a beef region............ hey, this guy can't talk big. Let's keep quiet.

"Nevertheless, I thank you very much, Mr. Yang Dai Ting."

"Heh? To us, is it?

"Ooh. You're producing all kinds of dishes, aren't you? I guess that's the impact. More and more people are starting restaurants in the east. Is that a creative dish like yours? There's a diner who makes that kind of guy."

When it comes to restaurants that were once located in the 42nd arrondissement, there were mainly liquor stores, such as those typical of Cantartica, and a small number of shops, such as the Yangdu Pavilion.

In the 42nd arrondissement, where there was no money, the general public took his family out to eat, what a culture was not so deeply rooted.

There were, but not many.

Fewer restaurants also had an unlimited variety of dishes to avoid wasting ingredients.

The Yangdu Pavilion also used to have few menus.

Cantalchika or something, I only had something that baked smoked meat.

Anyway, "cooking" was a city that wasn't very mature. District 42 is.

That's why there's no gelatin out there.

If you ask me, they frequently use gelatin or something in the central district where the royalty is, or in a district where there are a lot of rich people, 'meals for fun' - or 'meals to look good' in relation to the breadth.

Sugar and gelatin were ingredients that the rich had a monopoly on.

Although gelatin does not seem to be treated as a luxury ingredient due to its raw materials, manufacturing methods, and especially the stench when it is being made.

It may show savagely to your nobles, but the task of simmering bones and skins everywhere.

"Our beef, too, has only ever been bought in certain stores. Even if it is handled in the store, it is cooked on a skewer and served with alcohol. That's all I had."

They say the beef shop is basically a steak offering.

Cut and bake to the size requested by the customer.

Hit that meat. And drink up.

Or stab and cook the chopped beef with a skewer.

Two choices: steak or barbecue.

"I want to have it. It would be amazing if you simmered it."

"It's delicious to put in a curry, isn't it?"

"I liked beef cuts - but... I haven't had them lately due to a few circumstances."

Yeah, yeah, I get it.

Don't say anything, Estella.

"What, what beef cuts?

"It's a dish where beef is wrapped in a garment made of flour, eggs and bread flour and fried in a crisp way."

"Bread flour!? Powder the bread?... How luxurious"

"No... Mr. Yashiro..."

"You can't have black bread other than beating people up, if you don't turn it into bread flour, you won't have any use for it."

Is it because Ginette is so connected to church that she buys a certain amount of black bread every month? Look, the baker's guild is an organization under the influence of the church.

But I don't get black bread at the Yangdu Pavilion. I'm not going to order anything.

He said he barely sold it before I lived there, and it goes without saying that rice, pasta, and all sorts of other delicious things are now in line.

But black bread is bought.

So, what do we do?

You'll have to turn it into bread flour!

"So, I'm making cutlets and shrimp fries."

"You can slice it into a sandwich."

"That's not a sandwich, that's a cracker"

Tacos are better suited if you want it to be a sandwich.

Tacos sandwiches are a staple item that contains a certain number of orders each month.

"There's such a thing as eating."

"Yes, Mr. Yashiro tells me a lot."

"Huh, you're a big deal young man, brother"

The old ranch manager, who cuts off the short, white haired hair nicely, strokes his rough, inert bearded chin.

"I've come to teach you gelatin so greatly. I have to rethink my reputation as a dumb bastard."

No! He's a jerk, you jizzy bastard!

He said he had a nagging body on his jizzy cuff.

"Anyway, you're welcome to have more new dishes"

"Is this because there will be more demand for beef?

"There's that too. There's also... we're gonna eat each other, butcher."

Morgan's "butcher" seems to mean a restaurant that specializes in serving meat.

What the hell does that mean, eating each other?

"The material's with you, isn't it? All the stores do is cut and bake it. Because it's a very simple task, the difference in technology is clear in the taste. It makes a difference in the size of the meat, the way it's cooked, the way it's cut... if you eat the same, who's going to go to the delicious store?

Just cook the meat.

So, for the same price, that would concentrate customers on delicious stores.

If you change your mind, customers don't come to unskilled stores.

Even if there were a fixed customer, if that technology was lost, the customer would be away in no time.

"That's right. Beef changes its taste by cutting and baking it."

"Ho, you know what, young?

"Well."

How to treat muscles, lose fat. Whatever, you can also mix the maturation method.

I just don't know one of those things and the flavor will drop from the other stores for a step or two.

"One thing, there's a yabe shop."

Leave your body on the ranch fence and Morgan looks up at the high clouds.

"It's been twenty years, but we have an apprenticeship for a young lad who's drooling. But he wasn't going to be a cattle keeper."

"Is that a restaurant?

"Ah. I knew all about the cow and I breathed in wanting to have the best beef eating shop. I knocked him out and told him to come into the diner, but he was a pain in the ass. He ate it up, ate it up, and finally made me admit it."

"So? You planted him?

"Oh man! I knocked him in thoroughly. By the time it was ten years old, we couldn't beat the cattle breeders there in terms of one serving of cattle."

"If you're a shopkeeper like that, you're going to eat good meat."

"Oh, it was delicious! When I drank it, I decided it was his shop. I had decided..."

and Morgan drops the tone and gaze of his voice.

"Silly Yarrow... in such an accident... leave me such beautiful daughter-in-law and little ones... alone"

"Oh, um... eh, Mr. Morgan"

Ginette asks Morgan, who presses him to rub his eyelids.

"Is that person, Mr. Thomson...?

"What, does the lady know Beaumo?

"A few times, to the extent that I've seen you."

Apparently, it was the father of that gazelle sister and brother who was training for Morgan.

Was Beaumo Thomson studying here?

"I want it for Beaumo, he was a clever daughter-in-law... he just can't manage a decade of planting technology. No matter how much we spent together, technology is something that lives in the arms of individuals."

The Thomson kitchen, which lost its big black pillar, lost its flavor and its customers.

"Yesterday, they talked to me... I thought I was going to fold up the store."

"What!?

"Anything, it seems like the little ones are trying to set up a store of their own will... I guess that was tight"

"The whole family joins forces......?

"You're not, miss.... it was so tight to think that those little kids had to move themselves, that they were showing off as if they were being cornered. Parents want to look like nothing in front of their children."

…………

Soon, Ginette lays her hands in front of her chest, gripping.

I guess Ginette also remembers.

No matter how hard it is, you can't stop smiling at your mother for worrying. Bertina's the type to be strong in places like that.

"He said he's been installing promises to teach me donuts. That's right... maybe?

"Yes, your children asked me, so..."

"I was grateful for that. But you can't make a doughnut over there. It wasn't equipped before know-how."

If it's just a shop where meat is cut and cooked, maybe it's only about an iron plate.

If you think about selling doughnuts to the extent that they support sales, you'll need the right fryer.

We're gonna need to invest in equipment, and we're gonna need to remodel the store.

If my husband's shop is thoughtful, it might be difficult.

"So you fold up the shop and find a job where the three of us can live carefully."

"... but does that make you all happy?

I'm sure Thomson Kitchen's family has one thought.

Guys, you're not supposed to want to quit the store.

But management is not such a sweet thing. If you stick to it poorly, you'll be in debt and you won't stand up.

"I wanted to help too... I don't know about all this... well, I'm going to hire you if it's okay with us. However, when I do, I can't drink until I find a new store..."

Uncondensed, Morgan strokes his chin beard with a crisp.

I guess I miss losing my thoughtful store.

I can understand that. I can, but... I don't understand why Estella and Ginette don't look at me.

You know, you can't let the doughnuts take advantage and extend the store's life anymore, can you?

And you said Morgan, too. Because of the simple food you cut and cook, the restaurants involved are eating each other.

If I put my shoulders in just one store there, the others would be dissatisfied.

In the first place, it was a store that had the same technology it had acquired over a decade. It's impossible for us to teach that technology overnight.

Well, there's no solution. But it's not...

"Morgan. How many restaurants mainly deal with steak skewers?

"When it comes to being professional... seven houses"

"Six more apart from Thomson's kitchen? How's business there?

"One house is strong, it's the only place that's always overflowing with customers. Sometimes you can't go in the store."

I guess one of those stores is technically slipping out.

If you want to eat the same meat, it's a good place to eat. That's why guests gather at the store. Sounds like too many gatherings, though.

"The other shops are good to have guests in there. If you want to eat hard, you need to eat fat, and you live in a good place."

"Depending on the person, adding or subtracting preferences is highly differentiated."

"Oh. I like to eat meat half my life, barely putting it through fire. You don't have the sweetness of fat, do you? Let's drink it dry..."

This means that there are a lot of loud drinks in the way meat is baked.

Then it would be fashionable to build that store.

"Morgan. You wanted to help Thomson Kitchen earlier... that's what you said, right?

"Mr. Yashiro!

"Stop, Ginette! Don't come near me with such a happy face!

Stopping Ginette from jumping even now.

If I get jumped there, I'll be the feather I have to work on. It's just a suggestion.

"It's Morgan who tries. Not me."

"What do you want me to do?

"Tell him what you know about meat. Little by little. Where you are soft, where you have fat on you and where you have light. How do I use a knife to cut it apart, how do I age and treat meat?"

"That doesn't matter... it's gonna take a while, huh? Besides, I can teach you how to dismantle it, but when it comes to baking, it's not my specialty."

"You don't have to teach me how to bake"

"Are you sure?

"Oh, it's a guest who cooks meat."

"Huh!?

If you have a lot of loud customers, just let them cook themselves.

"You can just turn it into a barbecue shop."

I have to change the interior of the store a little, so I need to talk to you... if you could make seven wheels at Theron's, you wouldn't need that much major remodeling.

I can handle it if Womalo makes a smoke vent chimney and a table that can incorporate seven wheels.

Is the chimney normal?

"Wait a minute, I'm young! Guests work in the kitchen? That would be too much reliance on customers for anything. Guests are paying to go out for dinner. Why are you helping me with my work..."

"No, no. Eat while you're cooking."

"In the kitchen? Sit down and let him drink!

"Mm-hmm..."

That's right.

There's no hot plates or simple stoves in this city.

It wasn't even seven wheels. I guess we all don't have an idea to surround ourselves and eat dinner.

"Oh, yeah. If we go to the woods or something, we'll have a bonfire, right? Surround the fire and grill the meat, right? It's like that."

"Ha! How dare you eat the meat of a beast in the woods, such a hunting savage rice, I think I ate it!

Wow... insistence is deeply ingrained.

"Well, fine, let's do it one time. So, Thomson, help the kitchen general if she's willing. If you're not, you can use your good offices."

"Mm-hmm... well, I don't know about not asking him what he wants. It doesn't make any sense if we make a fuss."

"Now, serve me some delicious, aged meat."

"Huh!?

"People help, people help. You like it, do you?

"Idiot! I don't..."

"It's the family of a man who's been in a mentoring relationship for ten years. It's like a family now, isn't it?

"Hmm?" he glanced into his face, and Morgan wrinkled between his nose and brow and sounded his tongue in abundance.

"... chi! You were right about the hunt! Don't lose money when you get tangled up with Temé!

What were we talking about?

You don't get empathy with people you're wrong about in strange places.

"I get it. I'll prepare some extraordinarily delicious meat. So much for Temé to lose his hips!

"Well, we'll be back at the pavilion once the sun is over and ready. Five hours, maybe? Thomson, I'm going to the kitchen, so I need you to attach your word. Don't even ask me to persuade you lightly, so you can have ears to listen to."

"You're a rough messenger, Temehe... ok. I'll do it."

"And, hey, I need you to have something for me."

Looking up with a lovely snarky face, Morgan shrugged herself with a blue face as if she had the flu suddenly. Shivering my body all the time.

He's cold, he's terrible. Damn it. I'm gonna exploit you.

We borrowed some ingredients from Morgan's ranch to prepare below, and we turned back to the Yangdu Pavilion.