Reincarnated as a Villager ~ Strongest Slow-life
145 Barbecue when I say sea
You must have had a lot of hard work, and I fell asleep when I ate the mesh.
Well, I guess I can't either. It's close to torture to be alone if you're not too strong.
Not to mention I remember my previous life, and I can't speak a word (i.e. Takel spoke in Japanese). There's no one to rely on, no country to rely on. No matter how futuristic the submarine may be, it will not rest.
I don't know anything about Takel yet, but I know very well that he's just a kid.
In Takel's words he said seventeen, but it looks below it. You already have a young attitude, tone, and atmosphere.
But, well, being honest with you isn't stupid is saving you.
I'll hang a blanket you'll always use and get out of the house.
"Well. What happened to Sapple?
When I looked around, I was still obsessed with futuristic submarines.
It was the same when the chairman's ship, but I can't stop the sapphire that went awry. It's best to leave it alone until you get tired of it. If you don't need me, you need to get close to whoever's doing what you want, and I have homework, or something. Well, anyway, I mean, today's sapphire is useless.
Lukkuk eats on his own, too, and takes a nap when he's full. No matter how clever you are, you are a wild animal (?). It's not even in the hands of cats.
"Shh. Will you pick it this time with the art of junctions?"
I appreciate the harvest only if I pick it with my own hands, but I'm just the best at harvesting two trees on my own. Brala's jam is one of the top 4 selling products in selling to the caravan, and the caravan has asked me to say hello next year.
What a merchant, you can't throw away what you can sell. Whatever it is, I have to be a merchant. What do you mean? Well, I'm sending 70% to Larsh, so I just want a ton of it.
The letter says that Brallajam is popular at Larsh's place, and I would like you to send me as many as you have.
- Oh, yeah. Do you want me to raise Brala at Elina's? If you're going to make it a city, you're going to need a specialty or a foreign currency.
Oh, my God. I go into the mountains and use the junction technique to pick up the brass and put it in a storage bag lowered from my shoulder.
The storage bag I brought this time is for harvesting, so I have increased the capacity and divided it into four carriages.
This island of Brala is about eight Tokyo domes in size (well, I don't know if it fits because I've never been to a Tokyo dome!). So this storage bag for harvesting is not enough, but I have earthwork and connectivity. If you create earthbags and freeze time in the junction, you can pick them up later. This will be a problem. I'll pick half of them per bottle.
If you pick too much, the flavor will fade even further next year. The secret is to keep it from being broken down by the hem from nature.
It's not like I'm interested in harvesting because I can't see around, so I go down the mountain at noon.
He seemed to have slept well and Takel stood in front of the house with a neat face.
"Good ~. I thought you'd gone home..."
Takel, who looks like a child left behind by his parents. You feel like some kind of parent...
"Sorry about that. I came to this island to pick it up."
And, take one of the brallas out and show it to Takel.
"Isn't that refreshing and edible?
"This tastes like kiwi when you boil it with sugar. In this day and age, jams are a hobby, so they're traded for a good price."
Well, I wholesale it in a bottle (about 500 grams) of eight copper coins, but in the city it turns into two silver coins. Damn, a true merchant is a horrible creature...
"... Bee, you're all reincarnated..."
Takel-kun gives me some kind of complicated look.
"What, reincarnated? I'm a harmless villager with a slow life in the country."
What did I say? I sighed. I can't solve it!
"- Oh, honey!
Sapple rushes this way from a futuristic submarine as he shouts. Really, you don't get tired of it either. I don't know what's fun about submarine adoration.
"Satisfied?
"Amy, I want to see inside! Look at that, right? I want to see it!
Bitter Sapphire descends.
Oh man. Usually, for the honest part, once you're a waste, you don't pull a single step, does this guy...
Oh, my God, that's where I forgive the sapphire waste. Oh, my God. But I can't regret it!
"Takel, Wally. Why don't you show Sapphire, show her in the submarine?
"Oh, that's good."
And he gave me a light acknowledgement.
"Tell me, what, is that so easy and okay? Fine. Isn't that an important, classified vehicle?
"It's okay. Now that I'm repairing it, I only have minimal power on, and just because I'm known doesn't mean it's a level of technology that I can do. Oh, but don't do anything weird. It seems that Arashiyama's self-healing function is working with some kind of magic, and if it breaks badly, it won't be able to move for a month."
"Really, asshole, wish it..."
"... yes, you're absolutely right..."
"Well, let's talk about that later at noon. After lunch, too. Do you like it?"
"Huh..."
I don't know my sister because she's honest around here.
"Well, it's barbecue at noon."
When I say sea, it's barbecue. Oh, the penetration is no thank-you.