The mysterious woman Cindy knew - Mina - never showed up again on the same day after all.
To infer from that way of saying, it doesn't seem to make sense to ask what it means, but there are still a few things I'd like to ask.
What worries Sigel in particular is that he saw the rug just before he uttered that word.
Whether that gaze was referring directly to Rag, or confirmed Siegel's covenant spirit, that was all meaningful.
Though, considering what Mina said, just putting on there is going to be a lot of trouble.
Anyway, there was nothing I could do about it as a Siegel because the person in question wouldn't show up even to confirm it.
And the next day, after finishing the Yakomina lab stall on the first day, is the day to open Sigel's personal stall.
Unlike the first and last day, the second day also feels like quite a few of the visitors.
That is also why there is the aspect that we were able to rent a place right away.
Siegel isn't looking to make a lot of money in the street either, so he's not particularly focused on the date.
Unlike the lab stalls, Sigel's stalls were prepared by the three of Philomena and Cindy.
With only that many people, it's one of the reasons Siegel thinks we don't have to have too many customers.
"- Yeah. Is this okay?
Sigel nodded with a satisfied look, neatly prepared for the dish he had prepared during the previous day.
"Right. I'm just getting ready."
To Sigel's words, Philomena nods with the same face.
To those two, Cindy said with a slightly uneasy face.
"So is the manpower thing, but is this enough?
"If it's not enough, it's not enough. I can't help it. I couldn't have prepared any more anyway. … materially."
I couldn't help but prepare so many tomatoes that were the main ingredients in the first place.
Even so, it was enough as a siegel because we could have prepared enough quantities to hit a lot of people considering selling them in small portions.
To the extent that school festival time had passed, there were no guests coming to Siegel's stalls.
This is an area of anticipation, as in the beginning we often go to the lab and the location of the offerings for each class.
Filomena, who has recommended leaving Sigel's stall, is also waiting for customers without particular haste.
Philomena and Cindy know they'll appreciate it if they even eat it.
Being the first customer in that state was still a familiar figure to Siegel and Philomena.
"Oh. Are you a little late?
When I happened to see the sight of being a little idle under similar circumstances around me, it was the lady in the store who provided me with tomatoes who approached the stall saying that.
You're bringing more than one friend.
"No. That's not true. You've come a long way."
To Sigel, who said so and bowed his head, your grandmother gave him a laugh that seemed hahahaha.
"What are you talking about? He taught me how to make that soup. I can eat the dishes he made. It would be a loss not to come, wouldn't it?
When you said that, the women around you nodded, telling them to agree.
You brought someone who taught you how to make tomato soup.
To Sigel, who checked to see if it was okay one at a time, the old ladies were returning only a snort.
Seeing that, Sigel serves about a quarter of a meal of pasta in a vessel the size of his palm.
"Oh. Pasta."
Basically wheat culture in this world, so of course there is pasta.
However, as can be seen from the fact that there were no tomatoes out there, the salt-based soup flavoring is fundamental.
Sigel looked at Mr. Odds a little thrilled to see if the same thing would happen in this world, as he did when he realized and spread the compatibility of tomatoes and pasta in different worlds where he used to be.
And the old lady tangled the noodles and put them in her tease as she cleverly turned the fork on the plate, then opened her eyes to surprise her for a moment, then chewed it thoroughly and swallowed it.
"What is this!? It's delicious!
That's what your grandfather, who subtly showed good demeanor, has told Sigel as he continues to look surprised.
"Well, I guess it's over."
"Just like you thought I wasn't the only one."
Following your words, Philomena and Cindy went on to answer that.
Sigel grinned as she looked at herself in surprise.
"Really? Glad you're happy. But for now, it's better if you eat it while it's warm."
"Oops. You shouldn't."
Your father started tangling pasta in the fork again, looking a little rushed by Siegel's words.
Of course, the other women you brought in are obsessed with eating.
I only serve the amount of pasta that I serve at this Sigel stall in about four or five times if successfully tangled in a fork because I subdivide it so that I can distribute it to many people.
Did that prospect work, the ladies immediately ate up and returned the plates and forks.
"No, no. It was really good."
"That's right."
"If you use tomatoes well, you can even make them like this"
The ladies have also praised her mouth, headed by her grandfather.
But your grandfather, who was listening to the words, added with a little regret.
"I just don't know if I've had enough."
My fellow women nod in agreement with your words.
"This time it's a stall. We deliberately reduce the amount so that we can eat something else."
"I see. And what about the tomatoes?
"That's what I'm talking about"
Sigel nodded with a bitter smile to Ok, who had lightly spotted the back situation while saying so.
I know it's useless to try to hide Sigel's tomatoes because they're at your store.
There are only a few tomatoes to buy in the first place, so what you have to do less is immediately understandable.
Your mother nodded as she was satisfied with Siegel's response.
"This is because our problems are involved, too. Hey. I just want to do something..."
Sigel shook his neck to the left and right when he said that.
"No, no. It's a school stall this time. I rather think this is fine. But the question is, what's ahead?
"I don't. I think I need to think about it a little bit. … but there is no limit to purchasing more."
With the limited number of farmers making it in the first place, it is not suddenly possible to increase the quantity of purchases.
From now on, in order to ensure that tomatoes are purchased in a stable manner, we must ensure that tomatoes are recognised by many, not just in some areas.
The old man, who had a contemplative look for a little while, shook his head left and right before looking at Sigel.
"Shall I stop thinking about it here and now? - More than that, you have to think about the customers that are coming."
When you say that with a laugh, in addition to the other women, even Philomena and Cindy have agreed.
"Right."
"It's going to be a word of mouth, and it's going to keep spreading."
"That's what I mean. Of course, we'll keep spreading the word."
In the words of Philomena and Cindy, your grandmother now gave a niggling look.
The face was one that fully anticipated that Siegel would be in trouble from now on.