It's all one flower.

1578. Inspection of the kitchen

For adults who have been deprived of learning opportunities due to war and poverty, even the value of education and knowledge comes out of the realm of understanding.

Kufsinka felt sadness and anger at the disparity. Take a deep breath and calm down.

"Knowledge and technology is a bulky asset that you can take anywhere unless you forget."

"Property? I didn't even think about it."

A representative of this building in a makeshift home sees an old star craftsman mixed with surprise and confusion.

"During half a century of civil unrest and the chaos that followed, everyone who went to school didn't even have a chance to get that property. I can be taught free of charge at school, but it's up to the person to understand, remember, and make good use of the knowledge...."

"And what does it have to do with paying students who already have a lot of money?

A learner middle-aged man criticizes the irrationality of paying someone who has no possession.

"It's the price for the effort to learn and the technology to teach."

"What is it? Is that him?"

"Learning opportunities are given free of charge, but it takes effort to acquire the knowledge you have been given as your property."

"Efforts... well, I went to school too. I hope this is what the exam looks like, but it's easy to understand."

A representative visits a newspaper shop. The newspaper dealer wrote something in his notebook and pretended not to notice. The Hoshido craftsman Kufshinka keeps talking.

"Then the school teacher exists as an independent profession, and the bureau pays because teaching others the knowledge and skills you have requires a different skill than you remember."

"Another technology...?

Stargazing at the Hoshido craftsman with his pink face.

"For example, if you read a newspaper and told it to someone who hasn't read it, it's hard to tell."

"Hmm... well, if the priest were to let you out to the students, I would..."

Now, even if it doesn't reach an understanding with a sense of reality, it's unavoidable.

Well, I'll let you know when we've finished talking about adult reading and writing classes.

Hee, thank you very much for taking the time to thank me carefully.

The representative of this building in the makeshift house lowered his head with a mysterious face.

Don't forget to keep Kufsinka in your notebook.

"Then, may I have a look at the kitchen?

"Look, what should I do?

There is a vigilant color on the representative's face. Also, he thought he would talk about the payment.

"Whether it's user-friendly or not, if there's anything missing... I'm going to talk to a lot of people about it."

"Thank you very much. Thank you. Hey, I can call a woman."

The middle-aged man knocked on the door next to the three houses.

"What is it? Dinner's not ready!

"No, it's not. I need a Hoshido artisan."

An elderly woman came out with her hair conditioned with a comb.

"Store manager! Thank you very much for your help in the case of the sardine."

"We're each other in trouble. Thank you for always cleaning the road."

She was astigmatistic and could not sew.

Every day since I learned how to make it, I started cleaning the common garbage dump in this makeshift house, the surrounding sidewalks, and the eastern church area.

Not only does it keep it physically clean, but it is also spiritually clean, making it difficult for monsters to develop. It is also recommended as a "protection of mind" based on Kilcrusm's beliefs.

The elderly woman was proud to take Kufshinka and the others to the co-kitchen of the makeshift house. A middle-aged male representative also follows me.

The site of each makeshift home is surrounded by a low block wall.

In the sunniest place, there is a dryer and the laundry hangs. There is also a domestic vegetable garden with a box of styrofoam instead of a planter, but only black soil can be seen, and there is still no crop.

There was a garbage dump in the sunny corner and a joint toilet arranged separately for men and women, and the joint kitchen was in the other corner.

It is a simple cabin surrounded by concrete blocks with a tongue plate on top and weighed by blocks, and there are no doors. It's about the width of two adults with open hands.

On the left hand side is a cooking table with a block and a plate handed over. There is a small shelf below, and cooking utensils such as pots, frying pans, and saucepans are placed on the upper level, while poly tanks containing 20 liters of water are neatly cleaned up on the lower level.

On the right hand side is a simplified jar with a block and a metal rod.

Five metal bars are arranged horizontally, and the left and right ends are braided with wire. The end of the wire was enclosed in a heavy concrete block. It seems like the pot and the like can be placed relatively steadily.

The lid was clayed on top of a concrete block, and underneath it was a firewood dump.

"Personally, I'm already afraid to go to the mountains and I'm punished, so I leave it up to a man to cook."

"This building has a good division of roles, right?

"Uhhh... well, if you complain, we don't know each other, so it's a trick to keep quiet."

An elderly woman looks at the representative as a glimpse. He shook his shoulders and looked at Kufsinka.

"Well, now you can eat warm soup or something, but you can eat more than you eat raw grass, insects, and so you'll get punished if you complain."

"Insects, you taught me in the cooking class that if you stir-fry and salt them with the wings and legs of a pheasant, they will last safely for a long time. So this winter, I decided to prepare myself for it."

The woman in charge of cooking brightens her eyes to expectations.

The representative man looked around the narrow kitchen and said.

"Well, there aren't any keys here, so I haven't decided where to put them yet."

"I'll talk to the family about whether there's a storage container and salt going through it."

"Are you sure? That's how it works?

The representative is afraid.

"I don't know if it will come true, but I will consult with the bureau and factory."

The residents of the makeshift housing nodded with half their expectations and half their waivers.