Reincarnated as a Villager ~ Strongest Slow-life
161 Smell bags
"Is that it?"
I bought wheat, cooking oil, liquor and vinegar on Merchant Street and came to Jack's grandma's store, but there was no such store.
"How did you do that?
Even though it only comes twice or three times a year, the sense of direction is good from previous life and you are good at remembering geography. There's no way I can go wrong.
Now, store construction is not the same as it was last year, but shop construction is the same as it was last year.
"... Sanila Shop, huh? What are you doing here?
I was wondering - and walked into the store saying it would be best to ask the store mon.
"Get in the way."
"There you are."
And I guess the owner of this store, my late thirties old man, has greeted me.
Apparently, this is the place to sell smell bags.
Hygiene is a common smell bag in the age of concepts to mislead strange odors, something that anyone would have if they weren't extra poor. Well, the smell bags aren't popular because our village is cleaner than the others.
"Looking for something?
"Oh, no, here, wasn't it Jack's Herbal Store until last year?
"Yeah, I moved to Halma Street six months ago."
Did you move the store?
It's rare to move shops in these times. Well, if it's going to flourish and make the store bigger, it's no wonder we're moving the store, but Jack's old man, isn't he such a flourishing herbalist?
"Maybe you're from Bobra Village?
"Oh. I'm not."
Oh, it was our village, the village of Bobra. I totally forgot.
"Mr. Jack asked me to. Tell him where the store is when you get here."
Well, it's more certain than letting out a letter, and it's cheaper.
"That's wary. Let me take care of it."
"Haha. You're a kid just like I asked Mr. Jack. Very nine-- no, ten years old. Really, you're a penetrating child."
I'm aware it's not normal, but I've never been told it's penetrating.
"I'm just busy. So, where's Jack's grandma's shop?
My old man at the smell bag shop told me where it was and I checked it out on the map in my head. Yeah, it's not that far.
Thanks, my body hung up trying to leave the store.
... Smell bag. You want a souvenir...?
It's a souvenir because it's not in the village, and if it's not Dogitsui's, it would be uke to the women.
"Hmm? What do you want to do?
"No, think of it as a souvenir of the village with a smell bag. Is there a floral smell bag that you can gently incense instead of being so dodgy?
"Again, don't place weird orders?
"Really? My village has been clean, and my body odor doesn't smell that bad. So it's nice to be slightly incensed. Hey?"
"Never, but it's thin enough to wear to a baby."
I got to try it and smell the bag.
"Yeah, isn't that nice? Is this a flower?
"Oh. Baccarat is a flower"
Baccarat. Never heard of it. Flowers. Isn't it from around here?
"I'll buy this. Just give me one. If there's anything else, I'll buy it."
The smell bag, it was lame. This is good!
"─ ─ Could it be you who buy a lot of kids every year around this time of year!?
What makes you famous, me...
Sounds like something.
Well, I'm talking about what happened.
"So, if you won't sell me, I'll just buy one. Of course, I'll buy anything else."
"Ho, are you serious?
"I mean it. I've always believed in buying one."
I didn't know if you were frightened or surprised. He looked at me, but when I urged him, he put me out full of counters.
"How much?
"... two gold coins and six silver coins..."
"Heh. That's pretty good, Smell Bag."
That's why I don't buy it - I don't have a choice. I don't give a shit about money for good stuff or what I want - it's quality.
Place two pieces of gold and six pieces of silver coins on the counter, have them check, and then put them in a storage bag.
"... that Jack laughs bitterly. That's a real kid..."
"Alright, thanks for buying it. I'll be back."
If it's popular in the village, I'll send it to Larsh. That country has a culture of cooking incense. Oh, will you send me incense from that side next time? Maybe I can sell it for a good value.
What a calculation, I left the smell bag store and headed to Jack's old man's store.