Reincarnated as a Villager ~ Strongest Slow-life

"Heh. You've built it quite wide."

The dining room in the back is a common size with eight tables for four and four for two, but it's too big for the country, isn't it? So many customers coming?

"Yes, I will come when I come, and the villagers will come at night"

If you ask me, yes. The size and timing of the caravan are not right, and it is only natural that we gather once we have a stash in the village. I hope it's as big as this.

Who's doing the dining room? Your wife? "

Sure, I remember coming with my family. I don't remember exactly.

"Yes, my wife, my son, and the ladies and gentlemen of the settlement will be here to help in turn."

"Aunties in the settlement, you were willing to work well. You'll be busy with a lot of things."

As well as the mountains, the settlements will be prepared to cross the winter. Salted vegetables and incensed meat won't afford to work in the dining room.

"Until last year, you said it was easier to prepare for the winter because we now handle groceries."

Well, there's a world trade guild, so things flow from a lot of places, and it's natural to flow here, too.

Not to say in defense, if you're going to make money, you're going to make money, but you're a merchant, just not going to fall.

"Aunties are making money in the square too, is it easier to buy than to struggle"

No matter how much money you make, if there's nowhere you can use it, you won't even get a sense of making money. I used it more and more to make more money.

"Oh, but will there be no aunts to do business with in the city in the morning?

"No, you're not. The Zelfing family will come and buy it."

"Oh, us!?

Who's coming!

"You're as close as you can to what people look like. I don't know if you hide corners or ears. But I know the villagers aren't people."

"... my village, there will be enough for forgiveness..."

That's a tolerance that's getting me worried about something......

"Ahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha"

Laughed and flushed! No, I am, but I'm not convinced of anything - I'm going to be crushed by this thought.

"Do you want something to eat? I learned it at the Zelfing family, so you can make something delicious there."

"Well, I'll ask for something lighter."

I still have time for lunch, and I'm not that hungry. I don't mind if I taste it.

"Arrenda. Ask Master Bae for something lighter. Can you?"

When Mr. Miraju spoke to the kitchen, a woman in the middle of thirty turned up through the counter window of the handover.

"Ah, yes. I'm making Godzil soup right now. Is that okay?

Godzil, he's still coming in.

I bought it before, but haven't come to buy it since. I don't know, I left it. I'm sorry, auntie.

"Yes. I sell it at the store because the pedestrians and Kaina buy it from my parents. Godzil is popular in Bobra Village right now."

Yes, I didn't know there was such a fashion going on at some point. Me, I'm left in the village fashion...... hey. We're on the cutting edge.

"Godzil is good, isn't he? I don't get tired of it."

Oh, I want some pork juice. To Sapl...... where's Sapl? What the fuck are you doing? Well, whatever you do, I'll kill not many creatures (especially dragons). It's a limited resource (food).

"Okay, I'll serve you some Godzil soup."

I don't like pork juice, but I don't know why. So good to see you.

So, it was the pinch juice that was served. Spare no effort! But to that effect. Daughter-in-law, you're awesome. Were you a cook? Oh, Mita, give me seven flavors.

"No, I was inspired by the dishes I ate at the Mountain Inn and taught at the Zelfing family. It's in Master Bae's tongue, more importantly."

"Oops. It tastes good. I'm jealous of Mr. Miraju, who drinks every day."

Of course, the sapphire tastes better, but the penis juice made by Mr. Miraju's wife has some dusty taste. Looks like you made it for me in the country.

... Ah-ba-chan's miso rice balls, eat them...

"Mita, do you have rice?

"Yes, there are about a hundred tons."

No, I don't need that much. I'm fine enough to eat for dinner. Oh, but give me about half of it. I want to store it too.

As I poured the seven flavors into the pinch juice as I adjusted, and was eating the huff-huff, the cheen and bell rang from the grocery store. I do, that's what I say. Or did you buy it at Kainer's Home?

"You seem like a customer. Excuse me."

I nodded back because I was busy eating. Can't you make this a souvenir? I want to eat at night.

I drank it up to the last juice and it was delicious. No, can I have another drink?

I'm afraid I won't be able to eat lunch, but why not make it early for dinner? Oh, I tried to speak up instead, and the men in the coat came into the dining room.

He would be an earlier slave trader because of his personality.

The men who took off their coats, just to say or deserve it, were guttural in making their bodies just dealing with felons, and the cautious bastard seemed to be able to beat them to death even in an orga.

I looked at this one for a moment, but it looked like a slave trader I could do and it never got tangled up.

"Ask for something to warm your body up. And do you have any booze?

"Yes. There's a lot going on. Strong and weak, expensive and cheap, can be served according to your nostalgia."

Miraju's daughter-in-law asks for an order without being cowardly to your men. Cool!

"Give me two strong and cheap ones weak and cheap on four. I'll take care of the food. Make something delicious."

A man like the leader of a slave trader orders.

It feels like you've been to Bobra Village a few times from the familiarity of the leader and the faces of the men looking around the dining room. Thank you for replacing the ginseng juice.