Reincarnated as a Villager ~ Strongest Slow-life

The historic exploration of the name of chatter is also over, and as I loaded the carriage with shellfish shattered barrels, a good old grandfather from Gatai arrived earlier.

"He's a light-hearted grandfather."

No, should I just say that? I've only become a big merchant in one generation. How actionable.

"I've earned it with this lightness."

Huff. With good ears.

"I'm sorry our young man said he couldn't do it earlier. I am Bourbon Badgebaddle. He's the president of the Basibador Chamber of Commerce."

"Be polite about that. I know you're asking my neighbor, but my name is hard to call, so I can do it with a bait. That's why I'm going to the village."

"That's just what the villagers call a prodigy. Be grand."

I flaunt my shoulders on Grandpa's lines.

Prodigy, huh? Well, if you say it by the looks of it, I guess so, but the contents are in the middle of fifty. It's just people - it's Osama who just ate his years. I'm going to die of embarrassment.

"Prodigy in ten, genius in fifteen, you're just a man after twenty. I'm like a normal representative."

I don't know if it's because I remember.

"Cook. Cook. Say something funny. No, if Bei is normal, I'm normal."

If you're human, they're fools.

"Ma'am, I don't care what anyone else's ratings are. I'm me. Mr. Chairman is Mr. Chairman."

There's no point in comparing it. Each person. Don't tell me you're the only one who can walk your way.

"Sure."

Cook, chuckle, grandpa. I hear a lot of the guys built in one generation are difficult, but what a friendly chairman.

"By the way, what's that?

"Shattered shellfish."

"Shellfish? What do you do with shellfish?

"Well. What are we going to do?

Hate, I'm twisted, I don't talk so easily and honestly.

My grandfather didn't seem to think it would be that easy to crack his mouth either, and he didn't pursue it any further.

"What can I do for you? Or just a walk?

"No, I'm here to see Bae. I was hoping you could help me."

"Ten-year-old kid?

"Oh, he's a ten-year-old. I don't mind you laughing if you want to. If I can count on you, even Reaper will bow his head."

"Well, if it's just a favor, it's free."

Also, I laugh at the cookies.

"Of course, thank you. Anything, but within my power, I thank you to the fullest."

"Seems pretty chopped up."

"Oh. If this fails, the Chamber of Commerce will crumble and the King's Capital will be in chaos"

Confusion? I don't talk about it. I don't even show it to my face. I guess it's the best I can say to the chairman, and I'm sorry to get into trouble. It is auspicious not to enter.

"Well, you can help me if you want, but I'm not popular enough to help people until they curse me or deny me, and I hate him for being sincere. Well, that's why I'm not asking for credibility or trust. Not to mention the hobby of blowing what I helped. You still want me to help you?

"Please, help me."

Deeply bowing your head, Grandpa. Really, that's just great.

"Mr. Chairman. I'll change my mind, but are you coming to stay with us?

For a moment, I looked unexplained, but like a chunk of experience and inquiry, Mr. Chairman. I immediately laughed niggly.

"Happy to disturb you"