Sweet Reincarnation

In Mortarn territory, agricultural land has been divided into three main categories by recent agricultural reforms.

Using each role as a wheat field for autumn and winter sowing, a bean field for spring and summer sowing, and a fallow grazing land, it adopted an unusual three-nursery system in which rotation was organized.

Quite apart from that, vegetables may also be made in the backyard or courtyard of each house, but there is no doubt that the majority of agricultural land is the three mentioned earlier.

Blue At the beginning of last month. The end of summer or the season known as the beginning of autumn.

In the early autumn, the harvest of beans begins in the early fields.

Only bean fruit shall be left from the bean tree and the bean tree itself. The grainy beans from early autumn to mid-autumn are harvested by the inhabitants, some of which become taxes on the lords. Mismatched beans and small beans in late autumn were regarded as part of the hierarchy, such as the lower sons and daughters of each house, or widows and orphans of the village.

Work on this harvest.

The humans in each house work this way, but even large adults work quite tiredly.

It was even seasonal poetry that plagued my back muscle pain this time of year because I had to go quietly harvesting beans in a kneeling or sitting position on the ground like a mid back.

Some people are energetic and don't even have such muscle aches in their teeth.

"Come on, come on, I'm tense. I'm tense."

Remaining voices of childhood can be heard from the edges of the bean fields (hooves) that have reached the harvest season.

The voice of a boy who stands out twice as small as a person and twice as prominent as a person in a large gathering.

He is the most famous child in Mortairn territory. The next lord's pastry.

"This squad has a new face. Earlach, son of Tobiam. This is the first time I'm in, and I'm stuck in a bean hunting competition. Can we take advantage of the privileged stature of the father concession? Depending on what he can do, this squad can't be insulted. The multiplier is currently five to one. The second squad was led by last year's ace, Luminito. Her quick move will be good enough to put her on the winning candidate. He also has a good track record, last time, last time as well as a lot of participation and experience. The multiplier is currently four to three and most popular"

The people gathered beside the bean fields each had copper coins and pieces of wood in their hands. Wood pieces contain numbers such as a single four.

There is also a wide range of age groups gathered, from old people on top to toddlers on the bottom. With the exception of infants and the like, if you do poorly, an atmosphere where almost everyone in the village is gathered.

Occasionally, those who had a difficult face exchange copper coins and wooden plaques in such a wind as they had decided to do.

They, when it comes to what they do, are already becoming an annual festival of 'Bean Hunting Competition'.

Piles and piles erected as landmarks about inside the field. An event in which the children of the village, divided into three squads, compete for the speed and excellence of bean harvesting, aiming for that goal.

This is the third time this year.

If you go back to what happened in the first place, what Pace, who was consulted about the problems of some polar children who never wanted to help, planned, "If so, you should let them compete". Competition from squad to squad in order to equalize strengths, adding goods to the difference between strengths and weaknesses. At any rate, he would be more motivated to get praises, and at the point where he planned to watch his parents' game, at some point the backup match was high and Totocarcho, who won the championship and semi-finals, began, and even more so, the villagers gathered together in an event.

From the consultation of the child's help, it becomes an entertainment of a major event involving the village for some reason. What makes things bigger is Pais Taruen of Pais, but it goes without saying that the casseroles have had headaches.

"Three squads have Lamito, the son of Grassage. He has publicly declared that he will inherit the traces of Grassage. With the prestige of the Idrihappa family and my brother's pride, I am in the mood that this is not the time to lose to my sister (Lumi). Currently Recruiting Lovers"

"Young lady, that doesn't matter now, does it?"

It makes me laugh more.

By the way, it's not that Lamito is not unpopular because of the support voiced by young women when they work hard. Her face looked adorable like her father's, and her hair was similar to that of her mother's koji tea. Not enough to be called a beautiful man, but not an ugly man. Among the main villages (Zarsden), it is the family of the ancient shrine squire, which is also highly regarded in this regard. Excellent property inside, which is scheduled to perform a sacramental separate ritual early next year and, as soon as it grows up, is determined to be employed as a squire.

Even from the women of the village, it is highly regarded, a fourteen-year-old youth.

but the other day I confessed to a woman of my own mind and she broke her balls brilliantly and is now heartbroken.

"You are familiar with the fourth squad and there is Marcarlo. With his recently stretched arms of vertigo and sword, he is breathing this year that he will win. If the first start-dash is successfully decided, you will be able to aim for enough wins. The magnification of this squad is three to two and the most popular. It's an aim for those who want to make hard money. Marc, I hope so."

"Oh, leave it to me."

Marcarlo responds confidently to Pace's short hanging voice.

His squad is made up of a large number of children of high age among the children of the village. Being blessed with screwed up luck, I was breathing when I won again this year.

"Everybody ready?

"" Oops!!

"So here we go!!

Kids running out in unison with dah.

Bean fields, of course, are the way to go.

Bearing a knitting cage on his back, he fought a real death battle for "The Apple Pie of Pace," which is also a winning product.

"Come on!!

"My pennies are hanging, you can't lose!!

Competition has begun for all the muscle (zipper) beans assigned to us by whales to be harvested and scored, and the adults around us support their children and betting squad members to the fullest. Even with them, I'm desperate for a dime without me.

Inside, in terribly noisy terms, there's even a hanging voice that you don't know if it's backup or blackmail.

As everyone's eyes turned to beans and children, the next lord's boy spoke out to a squire who was diligently working on a gold account.

"What do you think, if you're selling"

"Close to triple sales compared to last year's record."

"That was good. Is it because of the rapid increase in the population of the village compared to last year?

"There will be that, and it will mean that more houses are getting richer overall. But isn't this making a lot of money again?

And he offered a pile of piles of coins, and Nicolo his servant said,

If there is so many that it is a job to count, I also run for the calculation of how much of this would be profitable.

But the boy answers by shaking his head.

"No, I don't think the profit itself is much the same as last year, as after this we will make dividends based on dividend multipliers (odds)"

"Really? With the right multiplier, I wish I made a sloppy profit. It's the young lady who's deciding the multiplier, isn't it?

"Torso must not lack fairness. It's an advantage to be able to secure profits reliably, but greed cools the overall uplift. You can't stir up fanaticism."

"Huh, that sounds hard."

A conversation between a young squire and a boy even younger than that. Nicolo, once again, is impressed with the findings of young pastries. Even what I don't know yet, this next lord knows. Only a prodigy and his father can boast, but the tone is mildly respectful of Pais.

As they converse, they begin to hear more cheers from the bean fields

"It's busy. What happened?

"Apparently, there was a squad that was reversed for a share of lead."

There was a man from behind who called out to two people who didn't know the situation because they were looking at each other approximately. A skilled merchant, well over the middle of the thirty, stands with a glittering smile for sales.

"Oh, isn't that deco? When?"

"I just got here. I heard a busy voice, so I just let my stuff go to the hall first, and I just came this way. Looks like this year is more than last year."

In the festive enthusiasm, there were more calm humans. Decoco, the closest pedestrian to Mortaire. For him, who prides himself on being the most familiar with the business opportunities in Mortairn territory, this event and other opportunities are definitely not to be missed.

I make a lot of money and sell alcohol and delicious things to people with hokuhoku faces to celebrate, and I sell alcohol and delicious things to those who lose a lot and are depressed. Business moves when money moves. It is time for the activity of the merchants who use the mouthpiece as the seed of commerce to glow.

So we have to make sure we know who's going to make money and who's going to lose.

As someone who knew last year, a pedestrian who could make an objective assessment had firmly identified the current situation.

"It was at first that unfamiliar newcomers were late, and for that matter, they would all have been led by Mr. Luminito and Mr. Marcarlo at the Attendance Awards. but didn't you just say that because of the difference in local power, the rookie chased you up and pulled you out?

"As always, you're looking closely. That observation is a big deal. I don't think I can imitate it."

"What do you say? It's not me, it's not even Pastry's feet. He's just a stubborn pedestrian."

"Is humility a virtue for a merchant? Had we arrived a little earlier, Decoco would have been able to take part in the bet, so didn't he lose his money?

"No, no, when greed is involved, it's mostly not a busy thing. There's so much to know because you don't bet on it."

"What do merchants do when they lose their greed?"

"Abnegation is the secret of business. Because that's what I teach my disciples."

"You're a tough master. Speaking of which, what happened to that apprentice?

Pais looked around.

It is already well known that Decoco took a disciple, and that means that pedestrians with a career of more than twenty years are contemplating retirement. Approximately such intentions are also known to everyone in Mortairn territory, and everyone expects the boy who will carry on the traces of Decoc.

I don't care.

"I let the mansion do the luggage first, so it'll take a little longer to get here."

"Really?"

"Thanks to Master Pastry working out, he's getting a lot better too. Any opponent, at first glance, can be cautious and hit only once he sees a sore eye."

"Painful eyes? Is there something wrong?"

"Yes, there was. Because if you only look like an innocent child no matter how you look at it, you were relentlessly ed. It must be quite an experience to have been rolled to be better for younger than myself"

"Some people are scared. The world is wide. I have to be careful."

In an unfamiliar breeze, to the words of a boy who dares to put himself on the shelf, Decoco snorts deeply that while he is once again on the alert in his mind, that is why he can be trusted as a businessman.

You shouldn't say things like "bad guys are about you" here that would be enough stuff to give you.

"That's right, I heard rumors here the other day when I went to Steam."

"Steim? Sure, was it the port town of Count Ratesh territory? What kind of story?

"Here in Mortairn, new medicines are being made," he said. I heard that healing the crushed throat, by the way, would make any sound heavenly. I don't know how big the rumor is because it has a tail back strap, but there will be no smoke where there is no fire. Now what did they do?

"Why are you asking me that?

"If anything has changed here in Mortairn, it's because I can be sure that Master Pastry is causing it"

Decocco is the oldest and most frequent pedestrian to come to Mortarn territory. I know of a time when the village of Mortairn territory was only one Zarsden, and I have known about the pastry since it was in my belly before it was born.

That's why I was proud to say that I was more familiar with the peculiarities of the pastry than any other merchant.

Show confidence and other attitudes with an attitude that just keeps saying, no doubt about it.

When something strange happens in Mortairn territory or around the lord's casserole. In his previous experience, pastries were involved without one exception.

It was only natural to be so sure this time.

The boy who is told, while flattered, agrees with him.

"I'm not wrong about that assumption, but there's something that doesn't make sense."

"Why don't you let me handle that secret, if you don't mind?

Regardless of the extent to which the rumors were true, it seems certain that there are new medicines that would be rumoured, which is roughly what happened in this conversation. They didn't deny it existed, so even on the side of the pastries, Decoco imagines they were considering the person they'd leave to handle, including themselves.

The correctness of speculation around here is a gift of experience as a merchant.

"It's a secret how to make it in detail, but I'm sure I made and used candy to heal swelling in my throat and sore mouth. Just..."

"Just?"

"We still haven't come to a conclusion about what to do with the treatment. There are a few houses that have been telling me how to make it (Russet), and they are talking about buying it out in kind. There were people in the house who insisted it would be a good diplomacy tool."

Unlike modern Japan, where there is a lot of jittery land, there is a lot of land in the Praurich Divine Kingdom that has a very dry climate. Even in summer, the weather is often as crisp as soba's tempura.

For that matter, there were quite a few throat-breaking humans, especially military men who had to shout up their professional patterns and clergy who were turning long sermons into rice seeds, who wanted throat candy.

Literally, enough to get your hands out of your throat.

"No matter, I'm not saying it's just that. Instead I have purchased rare things in port town. It is a substitute for a distant exotic merchant buying it from a further distant merchant. The value was quite high, but I'm sure Pastry would like something rare."

"Is that... shall we look at something before we decide? It's something I asked for, so at least I won't lose it. [M] If what you get is beneficial, I'll try to convince the fathers to let you handle the throat candy."

"That's as reliable as you can count on, yes or no, please"

"By the way, what is that rare thing like?

"Yeah, right. It's about this size, it feels like every single thing, and when I paint it, it seems like this is the kind of food, but it's heavy and the contents seem to be packed tightly."

At first it was Decoco who was trying to represent the size with his hands, but you thought it wouldn't communicate well with your mouth, you start painting on the ground. Draw lines on the ground with gullibility.

As a merchant, I guess I have some painting. I painted without hesitation, and the painting I could do was quite characteristic.

"Is this... pumpkin!!

Pais makes his eyes shine.

Behind it was cheering for the winner of the bean hunting competition.