Netooku Otoko no Tanoshii Isekai Boueki (WN)

I was about to regain consciousness so I could slowly emerge from somewhere deep.

... Well, I usually just wake up in the morning. I can't get used to it. It's my bed, but I slept well. I don't know why I was tired. I went to bed right after dinner yesterday.

But yesterday's dinner was quite wild......

"We're having a treat today, you're lucky," brought by Mr. Sherrow, the boar's liver, Lever, featuring potatoes for the staple, beans for the side dishes, plus boar steak cooked by Mr. Sherrow from his hand.

Naturally, the lever remained raw, and I only received rock salt for flavoring. Well, it was wild, but other delicious thoughts. Fresh.

But boar steak was a little too wild for some urban-grown yummy spicy stuff... The flavour is intense, but the smell is also intense...... Not as much as I can't eat, but at least if you mislead me with spices or something..., I thought spices were fancy.

Then it could have been vanilla or something, but I can't even complain about having a treat with people. As a good youngest, I said, "It's delicious! I said," I ate. "It gave me a lot of stomach!

That said, the first meal in another world. I was a little worried about what I would do if there was a big difference in taste, but although it was somewhat wild, I was relieved that there seemed to be no difference in the basics.

Now I'll plug him in with miso. I don't know if it fits the mouth of other people.

- Well, I've spent the night in different worlds trying to get caught up in a slightly different development than I was thinking about, but what are we going to do... Yesterday, before I went to bed, I thought...

First, as the first.

The original plan was to sell "the right to travel to different worlds" once I got some information on this one, but honestly it turned out to be a pretty impossible situation in this country......

Whatever, if they think I'm from inland, I'm Tyho to the gendarmerie. You can't just sell such a different world life.

As the second.

About Dagger, an example dagger.

I can assure you that all that stuff would normally never be available even if I was playing online auction in Japan. Well, it's not going to be easy to get in this world (tell me the Emperor gave it to you), but it's not going to be enough to reward mercenaries, it's not going to be enough.

Though it's a rare treasure to be seen, I'm a bit amazingly obsessed with it, and I pull it off as I... (yesterday also made me look at that little hour or so later).

As the third.

It seems like it would be profitable to bring products from different worlds to Japan and hang them in online auctions, but if you bring things from Japan this way, it seems like it would be much more profitable. I don't have to give you an example of spices from yesterday's dinner, and there are unlimited things that are going to sell.

And yesterday somehow I asked Mr. Sherrow that the currency over here is copper, silver, and gold. It's gold. It's gold. If I bring it back to Japan, I might be able to redeem it as it is! About 4,000 yen for grams, right now.

Honestly, it's obvious that searching for treasure on the free market is ridiculously efficient, so you're getting pretty busy selling it.

as the fourth.

Well, this is a derivation from the third, but being efficient and lucrative means being rich and being able to buy an array or a collection or starting a store or, more importantly, starting a company or something and becoming president! Like that! That's what I mean, right?

But I don't know exactly what I want to do... I think if I work, I will lose.

Oh, or if it's thoughtfully the owner of a store with a full hobby, that might be nice...... Maybe I could do it if I made enough money doing business with different worlds with a profitable outlook. Duff.

As the fifth.

I knew you'd make her in different worlds or your chest would get hot......

Oh, my God. It could be me or a hottie in another world, in our values! I said, I'm sorry for the lack of prudence with which you approached me from the other side! Calendar without her = no age child emperor!

...... I think I'm a little out of line. But it's a real problem.

As the sixth.

You care, bless.

I simply wonder what kind of vocation I have. 'Cause in reality it's neonito!!

Let me take it! Blessings and blessings from different worlds!

"Let me take it! Blessings and blessings from different worlds!

"Hmm? Did you say something about Zillow?

Wow, I had it in my mouth.

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As for "amnesia" from now on, I talked to Mr. Sherrow about what to do.

I've come up with a lot of things to do, but it's also unnatural for me to start working vigorously all of a sudden when I'm supposed to have amnesia.

At that time, he said, "Apparently I was doing something like a merchant. Weren't you? Maybe?"

If you turn away and say it ambiguously, you will first receive blessings in the temple, and depending on your vocation there, you will be successfully introduced to the corresponding guild.

Why, I'm so much too good a person to be afraid of, but Mr. Sherrow says that meeting someone in need is in itself a guide to Le Baraca, and what is blessed is just following that guide or something.

In short, I know that's the kind of religious view, but I don't even feel like Mr. Sherrow is just a special good person.

Look, I'm Osama like a bandit, but, you know, people can't judge by what they look like!

That's why I'm walking towards the city of Eliche with Mr. Sherrow, Mr. Rebecca and three of me and one cargo horse loaded with meat and skin from yesterday's boar. He went out onto the street in front of the village and arrived in the city of Eliche approximately two hours from Mr. Sherrow's house.

Eliche is a city surrounded by a castle of about 2 metres (to the extent that it is easy to climb if you want to), besides stone houses, brick houses can also be scattered, with a beautiful string of red roofs.

There are gatekeepers at the entrance, which are usually open and can go in and out all you want.

It was a lot more yul than I imagined.

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It is certainly a vibrant city.

Rather than being a city of different worlds, I am struck by the feeling that I have come to Italy or some foreign country. but if you look closely at people going to the city, wizard-style guys in robes, beast girls with tails in cat ears (a little hairy), full plate mails with spears, and tall gutty beards. Bye dad (Dwarf?) The group did, anyway, a lot of clutter, and oh, they made me recognise that it's still a different world. Speaking of numbers, there seemed to be the most humans, but there are also non-humans who are subhuman or heterosexual.

He says he's going to wholesale meat and fur before he goes to the temple, so I'll accompany him to that first. If Mr. Sherrow was in charge of the meat and fur and watched him enter the shop-like building, I asked Rebecca, who stayed with me, what bothered him.

"How much money would that meat and fur make?

"Hmm, I guess I should get three silver coins at most. Still, it's not a bad amount because it's about half the cost of our food. There have been fewer hunters lately, so the purchase price has only slightly increased."

... When it comes to half-month food costs with 3 silver coins, is it worth about 1 silver coin = 10,000 yen? No, is that too much against the monetary value of Japan......

"What were the gold coins for 10 pieces of silver? For 10 copper coins, one silver coin?

"Gold coins are right, but copper coins are a little different. It's white copper coins that make one silver coin in 10. And bronze coins, this, this is 10 pieces of white copper coins."

Say, Mr. Rebecca, who shows you white and blue copper coins. White copper coins were used coins like a tightened 500-yen ball, and blue copper coins were small coins that resembled one-cent coins.

Um, for now, I'm relieved by the decimal method. But I don't know yet.

I'm sorry for Mr. Rebecca, but let me ask you a lot of questions.

"Speaking of which, I didn't know the unit of money. If it's like one silver coin, four white copper coins and seven blue copper coins, 147. How dare you count, right?

"Oh, Zillow, you can calculate money. I guess I was doing it on a merchant apprenticeship, because I don't generally use that kind of calculation."

"Oh, so how are you doing?

"So stay. You count one silver coin, four brass and seven bronze, right?

Hmm? It's not even that hard to calculate, is it? I was taught that the unit of money is "el," but if you tell me 1 silver coin = 100 el or something, even kindergartners will know, right?

I don't know if I'm very mathematical at all. Are you okay, otherworlder? You're gonna hook me up easily with scams!

"But Mr. Rebecca knows, right, calculations"

"I was in the mercenary corps doing a little calculation of the bounty to the members. It can only be simple, but you're good at calculating money?

I see, convincing.

Because I'm also a graduate with a high final education, and I don't like arithmetic. Besides, of the "Read and Write Sorban," Chikuujin, an interracial person whose reading and writing is completely out!

Doing so, Mr. Sherrow, who squeezed three silver coins, came back from the buying house. They're going to buy what they need with this money later, but they seem to take me to the temple before they do.

"Then let's go to the temple and bless Pa!" and Mr. Sherrow.

That's a lot lighter.