Reincarnated as a Villager ~ Strongest Slow-life

"Amy, is this another new story?

My sister called out as she baked and burned letters on the wooden version as she dammed.

"Oh. It's time for a new one, so I thought I'd teach you some letters."

There is still no reason why there is such a thing as a school building in a de countryside in Wang capital or a large city, and the literacy rate is so low that there are no ten people who know the letters.

Sure, you don't have to know it here to live, but you know the letters and it doesn't hurt, and you can have a better life. More importantly, a life in which books can be read enriches the mind.

That said, books are expensive in this age when papermaking technology is still underdeveloped. It is so rare that it cannot be bought without a nobleman, such as a crystal version that copies the letters.

My sister would also be interested and want me to tell her if I had contributed to Obaba, the pharmacist, to teach her letters, save a dime, buy a book from a trafficker and read it. Well, I'm only about seventeen percent willing to remember now.

At that time, I was still studying, and I still didn't understand all the books I could buy that I would call travel books, botanical drawings, and history books.

Well, after worrying about what was going on, I decided to teach the letters in gaga.

I tried because I had the knowledge and ability to make paper, but it took a lot of work. That's where I thought. It doesn't have to be paper, does it? and.

The trees rot around there. I have the power to cut trees and other things that I don't make. I have dirt magic so I can deform the baking.

It gets a little tense when it comes to a story with a size A3 veneer board, but I made a basement out of dirt magic, so no problem.

All right. Read it. Ninety-nine can also be taught arithmetic if baked. It was excellent enough to be used for calculating whether to sell it as a teaching material.

Well, in my sister's case, I prefer to listen to gaga to say I want to learn letters, so I'm at the stage of making her remember the letters while making her read them.

"What are you talking about this time?

"Crane's... No, I'm talking about paying back the hoe bird"

"What kind of stories!

He approached with his eyes sparkling.

In a world where there's no entertainment whatsoever, there's so much excitement about a circus coming to town.

"I'll talk to you when I can. Look, Ocan's here, and we're gonna make it better in the morning."

I pushed my sister back and went up to the living room.

Absolutely. I go side by side on the torch with the breakfast I bring in a raw reply to my sister who says absolutely not.

Meshi this morning has a lot of stew in his meat. Boiled eggs. Pickles. Something that baked fish condiments. No sense of unity at all, but in this village, no, it would be more than a table of lords here.

The energy of the day starts with breakfast. Eat well and work well, but it is our home training.

"Okay, I'll take it"

I am ten years old, but I am the head of the family.

"I'll have it."

"Here you go."

Oh, no, my brother's not back.