Reincarnated as a Villager ~ Strongest Slow-life

The vinegar pickling of the bulgur could be bought in kilograms.

Thank you. Black Dan's disease suppressed my consumption, and they had a good amount. So I got as much as I could buy in addition to Pritsu-An's request.

... I mean, there's going to be plenty left in us...

"It's okay. Because there are plenty of people who would love to eat it if it tasted like this. If it's too much, I'll eat."

What a undertaking, Mr. Merchant. Well, when you can't, why don't you spin something else? There's so much trouble eating.

"... this may be soaked in honey..."

A versatile maid thinking of a different option (?) next to it. Do as you please. You're going to spend it on your own.

"Bae. Can't you get more? I'd like some more vinegar. I think so."

"Dear Bae. I want it before it's vinegar pickled."

I admit the enthusiasm that hangs on your bulgur, but I hope you don't push it this way. I said I couldn't get the heat to the bulgur that far.

That said, if the bulgur can be vinegared, it can also be salted, which is a preserved food. If you think about it, the fever rises three times (feel it or not). I can move on to action.

"Even if you use the Shoudou tribe, it's an adventurer's guild. Maybe it's a good idea to ask an adventurer."

It is also a source of trouble to let newcomers buy it up. It would be easier to use local adventurers here.

I lifted my hips from my chair and headed to the counter as I couldn't help it.

There was a middle-aged man at the counter, and he put up the likes of Xcel, and he was drinking.

... Motivational. That's totally nashing...

"Grandma, will you accept my request here?

Huh? Just staring at me. You can't, not here.

There's a rating in me. Back off, but, well, I'll gently flush it out like this for an adventurer's guild here.

"Either you can or you can't? Are you out of your mind for drinking too much?

I'll tell him no respect is necessary.

"Milhey, it's a guest."

And I shouted to the back without anger. Apparently, these words are everyday tea dishes.

"Yes! Now!

Something bright came back. Is that the receptionist?

Coming out of the back was a mid teenage woman, who felt more like a billboard daughter than a receptionist.

"Is that a request?

"Oh. Hey, are you the receptionist?

"No, I'm surrogate. Officials only come once in a while."

That's not a problem. That's a really special place, this place.

"Right. Well, yeah. I'm Viberfakfinie Zelfing. I would like to ask for a request to collect the vinegar pickles from the bulgur. Are you okay with this?

I'm mainly anxious about adventurers.

They're here as if they're motivational nashing. I don't see any sign that I'll take it even if I make a request.

"That's right ~. I don't know. Few people make requests in the winter, and this time I think it's hard because the plague has killed the adventurer too ~"

Again? Then I'll have to ask the Shoudou tribe? I don't want to make it much.

"Oh, but if you play the commission, I think you'll take it if you're an apprentice adventurer."

No adventurers, but apprenticeships? What's that supposed to mean?

"That's the slum-out apprenticeship is sturdy, isn't it? Who didn't die from the plague?"

Is it because of ignorance that I can clean it up, or am I thinking too much, no, there can't be such a coincidence. There must be some factor.

"What's wrong?

Not if you're jumping into the ocean of thought now. Find out if you care.

"No, nothing. The request fee is 100,000 pessils. If you have any vinegar pickled and unvinegared fruit from the bulgur at the price deducted from the commission, collect it. If we get together any more, I'll buy it."

A hundred thousand pessils and gold plates were placed on the counter as security deposits.

I'm surprised you put out the gold plate. I know how you feel, but just take it.

"What's up?

And Mr. Ouch showed up. Are you the guild master here?

Jae-san didn't see me as chilling. She asked me what was going on, and Nee-san started answering a lot.

So, as soon as the explanation ends, Mr. Ji sees me again. No, I might as well say stare. You're going to lose your hips by freaking out a weak bastard.

... What's wrong with me laughing bitterly here...

"He's a busy looking kid."

"I'm glad it doesn't look that way. 'Cause a busty fucking kid is my creed."

It's been a long time since you've judged me by my looks, and I'm a little happy about that. Because there hasn't been anyone to fool me lately.

"Does it feel like Jae-san doesn't like thinking, no, she can't think? Anything's gonna be solved by arm strength, right?

If you were so old and in contact with all kinds of guys, you'd look second. First the intuition works, then I look him in the eye. So guessing by experience. And guide the answer. He who does it in an instant generally laughs.

... Don't take it seriously because it's only a reflection in my experience...

It swells my anger without even trying to hide it. This is no good. It's a waste of time just hanging out.

"The request shall be withdrawn. You interrupted."

He wrapped his gold and gold plates in an infinite bag and turned his back on Mr. Ji.

"Wait! Say whatever you want. Just go home."

Jae-san jumps over the counter, but Mita and a lot of things turned to the gunpoint and shut him up.

"If you're gonna do it, I'm gonna go out with you, but I'm not gonna forgive you for being an old man."

The old man takes care, the spirit of is with him, but that's only for him who lived so hard. It's only disgusting to target old age.

Hung snorted, leaving the temporary place behind.