Reincarnated as a Villager ~ Strongest Slow-life

The city of Barial is our village...... is that it? What was that? Poplar? Bye. Bobsuck...... Ma'am, anything is fine.

It's a big city with about 50,000 people living about forty-five kilometers inland southeast of the village.

Something about ruling there, Count. I don't know.

It's a pretty prosperous place because it's Earl territory with a few fertile lands and mines.

Under his eyes is a vast field of wheat, with orchards and fields everywhere, and goats and sheep are grazed if he turns to the mountain.

Forty-five kilometers in a straight distance, but there's a thousand metres of mountain in between, and it's in a place where you don't have to detour for the sake of ruggedness.

Probably would take seven days to spare if you walked in. Nearby and far away. Thank you, Master Luck.

"Luck, I don't like it here. I'll ask you again in the evening."

"Cuy!"

I stroked Luck's neck and jumped off his back.

Down in the woods, quite far from the city. Why this place, the defense of the city where the Castle of the Count is located is high. There are baristas and watchdogs that cater to the demons of the sky, few but with dragon knights.

Why do we have to go down to a remote location to avoid causing useless noise?

Get out of the woods and look around.

"No one seems to be here."

Well, during a break before sowing while away from the city. Is there nothing but a look around?

From the trail to the avenue, and out onto the street to the city.

People came out sparsely, but they would go to nearby villages, peasants with carriages and agricultural tools, and neighboring villagers who would go to the city to use them.

If this is the morning, then leave. It would be busy arriving in the evening, but the time now is after nine. It's the most hammering time of year.

So there is no one in front of the gate waiting for an examination. By the way, if anyone living in the city goes outside, show them the bills and they won't get a big exam. Just tell me your name and why you come out. If I lose it, they'll take three pieces of silver.

He's not from the city. He's got five copper coins. One carriage is two silver coins. This has nothing to do with weight or contents. Because it's a tax to go in, and I'll take it inside again.

"His name is Viberfakfinie. I went shopping and shopping at Jack's Herbal Store."

Given the reasons for his name, he issued a separate bill issued in the village.

This country is free to come and go if it does not restrict the movement of its people and has something to identify it with. Of course, you can leave the country only if you belong to each guild, if you are a merchant, or if you apply (if you pay high fees at the border).

"Have you come this year, boy?"

A middle-aged soldier who talks to me as friendly as if he knew me. Who was it?

"What, you forgot? I took it last year."

"Wally, I don't remember."

This world is filled with encounters, and the less impressive ones are overflowing with memories.

"That's too bad. Well, welcome to barriers."

"Oh, that's all."

Say hello and go inside the city.

The city of Barrier is a fortified city. The vicinity of the gates is widening, so that many Tsuji carriages and carriages can be fastened, and most merchants buy and sell the warehouses and livestock of the Chamber of Commerce.

"Well, first of all, it's the market."

I've been here for three years, so what's in my head is where it is, so I first headed to the South Market, close to the main gate.

MERCOSUR was a wealthy farmer licensed by the city to open it from morning to evening.

If it were this many cities, we wouldn't be able to fill up as many as 50,000 stomachs in the morning and evening markets, because there are so many industries that if we didn't do it from morning to evening, the city wouldn't go around.

"Vibrant, this place is"

Not even a big crowd, but it was so crowded that it seemed lively.

Turn the market first.

As in previous life, there are many kinds, but there is more than the morning market in the village, and the quantity was piled up in the mountains.

"Oh, I see you're here again this year."

Looking at the product, a certain store called me.

"Whoa, auntie? How you doin '?

Mr. Gate Soldier was completely unremembered, but he bought it at this aunt's every time, so it's remembered.

Thanks to your pills, I'm fine.

"Ha. That's the happiest word I've ever heard as a pharmacist. Oh, Bora, isn't it? That's massive."

Dry garlic-like, nourishing and good-looking vegetables.

"This year, not last year, it was a rich crop, and a good amount of it was picked. You want some?

"Absolutely. I'll ask for something else."

I buy it as much as my aunt allows, because bulk buying is my way of buying it.

"Ahaha. Still a fancy purchase. Buy me lots more."

"Absolutely. See you later."

It's my way of buying when I can. I'll buy as much as I can.

When I bought all sorts of things at various stores, I discovered a store full of barrels lined up.

I peered into the barrel wondering if I had just missed it.

"Oh, Pera."

Well, it looks like plum fruit and the taste is close to plum.

There's not even a word for improving the variety. It's a time when spy tastes pretty good when it comes to booze.

But when you dip the pella in sugar and honey, it just doesn't taste like sweethearts. It would be nice to crush the fruit and juice it. Mixing it with carbonated water (made of earth magic) is also batch-good.

"Grandma, what is Pella really still about?

Though I thought the harvest was still supposed to be a month away, more or less before the early summer?

"It was warm this winter. The buyer didn't know that, so he sold it."

That's sad. It's not natural. He says it in his heart, for example, but his face was laughing luckily.

"Grandma, I'll buy it all."

It was something that I couldn't buy in large quantities at times, so I couldn't say it as a seasonal one.

"Oh, hey, is it all, is it all here!?

"Whatever's in here - it's all good. Well, if you want to resent and buy merchants, give up."

"... Could it be you, a child, not the ga-... who buys a lot every year?

"You're a good kid. Because you're right. Well, if you don't want anything else, it's me."

"... I heard you talking about it, but you really buy a ton of it. But you're light for that split...?

"What, old man, is this the first time you've opened a store here?

"Huh? Ah, oh. I usually deal with buying merchants. I came here to sell you a little."

That's lucky for you and me.

"So you don't have a problem with me buying them all, do you?

"Oh, oh, well, when the buying merchant comes, it's rotten, you're welcome to buy it... but are you sure you want to buy it? It'll all be thirty barrels."

"I don't mind. If I can buy thirty or fifty, I'll buy it. I'll buy the rest of them."

This souvenir for Larsh is up to this. I'll give it to you.

"Ho, are you serious?

"Seriously. Look, it's a deposit."

I took six pieces of gold out of my pocket and gave it to Grandma.

I don't know the market, but you can afford what's here if you give me six gold coins.

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"I'm a badass. Grandma, what's your name?

He's hardening gold coins in his hands. Kick old man back to sanity.

"... oh, it's Zael. It's from the Albani district in the north."

"Bye, Zael's old man. Will Wally take the stuff to Pania Abbey? You can't have it so much. I'll give the money to the monk. Oh, don't blow it. For the price of selling to a buyer. If you blow it... well, I'll tell you when."

I laughed niggardly and walked away saying goodbye to Zael's old man, who had hardened again.

Well. This is what shopping in the market would be like. Will you go to Merchant Street next?