It's all one flower.

A reluctant knock interrupts the conversation.

"Talking, I'm afraid. The Western Diocese would really like to talk to the priest."

Questioned by Priest Wentz with his eyes, Kufshenka and the newspaper shop nod small. When the priest hung up, the old nigger looked hoarse and recruited two men.

"The manager and the newspaper shop, too, sorry to be talking to you"

"This is about the wheat that arrived in the relief supplies, now, are you sure?

He is the pawn owner of the bakery and confectionery shop in the estate district. A ni monk leaves the two of them.

Kufshenka began to speak in a slightly nervous voice when she met two familiar faces.

"It's an example flour, but, you know, I put it in elementary school, and dandelions and whatnot, bugs pop up. So we discussed whether we could use it safely or not at the Western Parish Restaurant Union."

A bakery who came in his backpack said in a sigh of upright immobility and saw the Wentus Priest in the Eastern Diocese. The priest pulls his jaw small.

A confectioner in his back similarly informed him of the outcome of the consultation in a calm voice.

"A wheat-based restaurant came up with a plan to build a single factory by bringing equipment that was safe."

"Well... where is it?

Kufshenka is the first ear.

Priests and newspapers also see bakeries and confectioners with astonished eyes.

"Several township factories in the Eastern Parish have been relocated by PLA arrays,"

The bakery voice that explained it shivered slightly.

When the Nemus Liberation Army invaded the Ristova Autonomous Region, the pre-informed star sign (servant) was intercepted with sufficient equipment. The town factory, where the star's target group members were the managers, also allowed employees to have automatic small guns and so on, making the factory district a battlefield.

The Nemus Liberation Army, composed solely of wizards, was so highly smelted that it did not appear to be a sudden anti-government armed group, and the star mark, which used only weapons of science, had no teeth at all.

According to eyewitness stories, several factories were inflamed, but the green-haired wizards said they marched in with surgery to summon the lake water and extinguish the fire.

The battle ended in just two days.

The star sign (servant) side caused numerous casualties, all the survivors were captured, and involved non-combatants, houses, stores, etc., in the autonomous region, but the PLA side has no dead and a few injured.

The Nemus Liberation Army entered into a peace agreement with the district chiefs to easily remove debris and fully restore the streets of Kublum.

Kirkuls in the Ristova Autonomous Region were shown an overwhelming difference in power by the armed forces of the Fraxinus Panisea Uni Flora faction.

"A few percent of these landowners were star markers when they got further... and the bureau now manages them."

"So I hung up with the bureau to see if I could build a food factory the closest to the mall."

From the look on the face of the confectioner and the bakery, the success or failure could not be read.

The bakery continues, staring down at Priest Wentus.

"Permission was given on condition of hiring someone from the East Parish at the factory. This is the only person who can afford the land, us, two other bakeries, and a confectionery, but he also told me that he would invest in two noodle shops, and I think I can handle it."

"Are you co-owners?

Kufshenka put anxiety on her voice. It seems like we can rub it later.

"No, it's a temporary loan"

"Temporarily...? How long?

"Until we rebuild our stores, we're going to take our own profits and split the rent and utilities."

"What do you do with your employees' labor costs?

"Each department will hire them individually"

The bakery answers without staring, and the confectioner standing next to him nods.

"That's how you make money, and whoever can rebuild your own store can get out"

"You're losing your job in that department from the Eastern Diocese, aren't you?

"From among our hires, we ask potential successors. We'll probably be able to get the land money out of the factory by then, so we'll figure it out."

What an ambiguous plan.

"What do you do with the construction costs of factory buildings?

Priest Wentus also expresses concern. They can't help rebuilding the store, can they increase the burden even more?

"The temporary plant is prefabricated. I pulled the electricity and water supply, put down the propane gas and firewood (kamado), and just installed the equipment. So when I got a quote, it took about a month to build, and it wasn't that expensive."

"Besides, while you're hiring people in a makeshift factory, you can lose your store's fixed asset tax."

The confectioner shopkeeper added, the newspaper man looked up optimistic and said.

"You can't even pay for gas and send the manager to church, can you? How can you afford to hire people? How much are you paying me?

"Well, it'll be paid in kind at first."

The newspaper's voice gradually turned into a question, and the confectioner answered with a muffled face.

"But before that fire... it's better than when the star tags (servants) were working as free as kids and using it."

"How's that better?

"At least I'll pay with a loaf of bread. I'm going to give you the wheat that you can't eat, and I'm going to teach you how to make strong bread so that you can keep working in the makeshift factory even after I get back to my shop."

"What do we do with the equipment? When your shop is back on track, aren't you going to use it that way?

"That's... I don't know if I'll buy a new one until then. But I can make a loaf of bread."

"Do you know what the noodle mill plans to sell?

Priest Wentus threw an inquiry into the air that was getting steeper.

Answer quickly just that the bakery was helpful.

"They say it's raw noodles. They say if you steam and fry in oil and a little water, you can eat it."

"Raw... it won't shine, will it?

"Yes. So for the moment, they're going to wholesale it to a big factory dining room."

The priest urged the two of them to sit while standing at the entrance to the reception room.