Living in different worlds (no chanter) - The Yufuwa Talent Dispatch Life of the Regenerating Wizard

It's a problem for our husband, too.

Several skilled slaves were to be entrusted with business after suddenly buying a city property for several months.

"Whatever it takes to make money."

He said, "If you can make a profitable business, you won't fall into slavery."

Luckily, I'm glad the lead knowledge slave, Mr. Chicken, was the one who did it and thought about the seeds of business with a combination of our specialties.

I'm not relieved to think that if I did this by myself, I would have been challenged with my bare fists.

I don't want to be sold again.

There's no other place as cozy as the Schenkers.

What I'm good at is woodworking.

Brooch, do the little things, make everything.

Especially good at sculpture, I love putting fine patterns on the surface of the box and can do it for hours.

The best thing about the other Nava is painting.

He used to be quite wealthy at home or something, and he learned how to paint.

I can do it like I don't know if the painting is better or worse, but the coloring is good.

I make it, Nava colors it.

Business is a little trinket shop.

Oh, that's good. That's good. That's good.

"Sure, it's perfect for your hair, like gathering sunshine."

"No more Pierre."

"Really, Jenny. I'll buy you anything you have here."

Open while trying not to see much of a manky man's face...... smile? to serve customers.

My husband told me to smile at the customer service.

I have a lot of kids to lend today, and people didn't come around to this store, so I'm standing in the sales office, and usually the sellers come.

Honestly, you don't like the sales office job.

"Clerk, I think I'll get this brooch. To my darling."

"Yes, sir."

Though you were here with another woman the other day, I smile because it's business.

Business is tough.

If I had done it myself, the store would have crumbled early.

Put on the front when you're done with customer service and carve the tree again.

What we're doing now is carving incense with cat watermarks.

It's a pretty good seller and I'm making another ten this month.

Every time I make it, the deck gets better, so I can sell more of what I can.

That's the fun part of business.

I figured this was definitely better than carrying it at the construction site.

"I just got some dinner, Mamoi."

"Welcome home."

Nava returned from the Schenker family headquarters.

If we go to HQ, we get dinner day and night.

If it's a base in a far away place, they'll give me the meal bill and tell me to eat it myself, but the rice at headquarters is delicious, so I'd rather be this way.

Fried bald chicken and bread today.

Geese geese are fish that are often in the river or something, but they're building ponds in some base to increase them.

Your husband said, "Because river fish smell like mud," but the common people don't eat much fish, so I don't know.

If I tried to increase it, it would be too much, and it would be on our diet.

I don't know how the market looks when I sell it... and the people up there have a lot of fences.

"I wish you could use it downstairs (...) when I go to get rice"

"So don't tell me, just in case you don't find out. I can't tell you how much magic I can do to us."

"It's convenient."

"Bullshit, bullshit"

The construction downstairs goes on all the way, and there's a hidden passage downstairs behind our building.

Occasionally the workers come up for a break, but they tell you not to use the store stuff for moving or something.

Well, I just can't use it for travel. I have various (...) uses.

At night, the town gets completely dark.

There are some magic tools that eat magic crystals and produce light, but there's no way a common man can get his hands on a luxury piece of magic.

Then it's an oil light or a candle to take the light, but it's not that bright, and gold is still scratchy to use all the time.

I have a magic light on the side of the road, but just doing something under it in the middle of the night makes me suspicious and soggy.

The basement is great at that.

Bright and bright at all times, not cold or hot.

There's a stream of air, and my friends come through.

I can't help but indulge you every day.

"I hear Roth's sister took on a bird dragon by herself today."

"Heh."

"I hear you came across a connection. I'll take care of one of Roth's sisters, and if you poke him with that red-dyed cross spear, you can poke him away, but you can't poke him away."

"I knew it was awesome"

"Even in town, our adventurers are totally at a glance."

"They're taking me out of debt."

"I wish I had been an adventurer."

"You're dead."

As I was talking silly with my friend Storo in the basement, I heard footsteps from the head office.

"Is it over for the break already?

"Good luck."

More and more people come with shovels from around the corner.

"Ooh Mamoy, are you working overtime again?

"Don't expand your store."

Storo, we're done for the break.

"Oh, well, then you're coming."

More and more people sucked into the back, and in no time the aisle was all alone with me.

Even if I keep my voice down when there are so many people, it's somewhat noisy, but the soundproofing material on ceilings and walls seems to keep the sound down.

Great people think a lot.

Well, I guess I'll move on with my hobby doll sculpture.

"Whoa, Mamoy. How was the store today? I brought you some tea and sweets ~"

If you think so, now you're the guy from the next base.

"Oh, there were two of us, we were walking around with no one there. Mamoy's here every day."

From the other side came the guy from the west base as well.

Someone comes from underground passages everywhere every day, and the work doesn't go at all.

It's fun, okay?

It's gonna be a long night, too.