Sweet Reincarnation

"Damn, that Tanuki bastard, 'cause I'm gonna get him."

"That's a masterpiece. You think they'll steal it by bragging about it all? I laughed when Tanuki and I met each other. Look at me, you ran away after a moment of motion stopped like a yabe. Marc's face at that time. Pup."

"Ugh. Damn, my dime."

Marc gets noisy and depressed.

"Fair enough. You helped me around the corner, so I'll pay you both. [M] I mean, pay for work."

"Really? Ugh!! Let's go to the Nata Chamber of Commerce anyway. If I'm with you, I might get an extra one."

The cash lumi invites her to the Nata Chamber of Commerce, willing to use the pais.

If we keep growing up well, it's a contract to be a bad girl who takes a man by the balls and uses him up, and it's up to Marc to take charge of the damage.

If you also wear the colour element, it will be complete. The person in charge of the damage in that case is also definitely Marc.

"Well, you should have an inspection every once in a while, and I'd like to hear what's going on elsewhere."

The three childhood tamers take them back to the main village.

On the boulder this time, the three of us were walking while towing the horse's reins, not doing anything to make the depressing marc run.

The destination is the Nata Chamber of Commerce. It faces a road that stretches from the square of the main village towards the Lordship Hall, in what is commonly referred to as first-class land.

The shop of the Chamber of Commerce set up by Decoco was well under way and a splendid building could be built.

Stone construction on the ground floor. It is maintained as a loading and unloading yard for carriages and goods, and has a spacious space. The carriage can be loaded and unloaded directly.

From upstairs is a four-story building made of stacked bricks. In the main village it was a building second in size to the Lordship Hall, and now it showed a lot of buzz.

I have hired people from the village, and as the childish kid works, Pais and the others move on to the fourth floor of the building.

From the people of the Nata Chamber of Commerce, I know a hundred things about who the silver-haired boy is, so I don't blame him for going in the back. I don't even need to do anything.

Knocking on the door in the back room on the top floor, three children enter after a woman's voice from inside.

"Sanya, are you working hard?

"Dear Pastry, welcome. There's the two of you behind us."

"Oh, no, Sanya."

It was Sanya who began to be entrusted with the affairs of the Nata Chamber of Commerce who welcomed the Pais and the others in the room.

What a busy chairman of commerce. Billboard daughter who makes adjustments to visitors on behalf of Decoco and sometimes stands in front of customers as a store number when the chairman of commerce is away.

Some of the young merchants want to meet Sanya, but they come here in anticipation of when Decoco isn't here on purpose.

An idyllic woman in today's Zarsden, who has a slightly tight eye, but is seen as an excellent property among her village daughters.

Sometimes he was served as an introduction to Pais, and he likes Pais with about 20% more other villagers, so he responds happily to the boys he has visited.

"Is Decoco away?

"Unfortunately, I'm out there buying building materials that Mr. Glass ordered. I was just due back today."

"Really?"

"What can I do for you?

"Ask the two of you behind me. 'Cause they're gonna be shopping for a dime."

As Sanya stared at the intriguing pair looking around the room, she gently put her arms together and contemplated.

on what can be done, to the extent of discretion allowed to Sanya to some extent.

"Really? Then I'll show you to the warehouse. Wait a minute, please."

He came up with something, and that's what he said, and Sanya took out a few wooden planks with the crap.

The wooden planks are surprisingly written in fine, fine-grained Deco lettering. This is a quick look at the price of employee education products prepared by Decoco.

"Come here, then"

Three people following the lead of a beautiful woman.

Pais and Lumi walk normally, but Marc is the only one with a slightly lower eye. Specifically, there is a gaze underneath Sanya's waist. He's also in puberty.

"Right here."

Upon exiting the back entrance of the building, there was a large warehouse in the immediate vicinity. This is another literal logistics warehouse, lacquered on top of a brick, about three stories tall but blown out. Pais and others felt like a school gym.

If you unlock the iron and open the big eye door, there are tons of bags and crates stacked inside.

Only in the Mortairn territory, where the harvest of wheat has begun, is the wheat already harvested this year in the warehouse. Alternatively, there are consumables that have been purchased from other territories.

"Wow."

Lumi and Marc, who had never seen so much supplies, were honestly amazed. A pile of crates piled up enough to look up. Stimulate curiosity so much that you want to keep up.

"Sanya, Sanya, what is this?

Lumi asks about what happened to her eyes. Something like a mass of dirt, unfamiliar mysterious objects packed in hemp bags and lined up.

"Uh, that's... number nineteen... sargretto taloimo, let's say. Mr. Potato. One bag is thirty robni."

"Can't we just have one?

"Uh-huh, I need to ask Mr. Decocco. Because the price is set in a bag."

"Huh."

Sanya, too, is a calculated elite.

If the price is predetermined, we can sell it as good as the price, so we keep him away.

But not so much that we can subdivide it further, that we can calculate it. Human beings and others who can be allocated are super rare (rare) in the Kingdom of God.

"Potatoes, wheat, that's silly."

"There's going to be a lot of sunshine. Looks like it's over there if it's ginger?

"You can't live."

"It looks like dried ginger, so it's not raw in the first place."

Mark's question was answered by a famous man, not a billboard daughter.

As the silver-haired boy put it, we want to keep the risk of disposal as low as possible, beyond not being a supermarket either. As a store, Theory is the merchandise that can be kept for a long time.

Dealing with perishable foodstuffs requires something like a secure place of production or shipping, a means of rapid transport, the closest possible place of consumption, and a trusted seller, with strengths for native traders. Decoco doesn't have that many sales channels yet.

"Some fruits were purchased for jamming. You think it's for the village chief in Kirchen? I have them, including spare parts, so I hear they can be sold in several subdivisions."

"Jam at the village chief's? Even though you're not ready for winter?

"Recently, I've had a lot of visitors and lodgers from elsewhere, so I'm talking about wanting them for hospitality. Does Mr. Shiitz talk to you, and you're aiding in the purchase? I hear you."

"Then you must be reporting to your father, too. If you mean fruit, I'd like to see it too."

"I want to see it too!!

There are not so many fruits that can be picked in Mortarn territory. Something like melons and berries. That too, to the extent that it is made a bit around the well and in the back yard and inner yard of each house. Fruit varieties were difficult in Mortarn territory because they required large quantities of water to grow.

There are no raw fruits in the trees, especially those that take time to grow from seeds and seedlings. So Lumi, Marc, and Pais are concerned.

"Eh... the eleventh best, Bonca. One bag is seven shilots, and four robni if one. This way, number twelve? It's not. It's number thirteen, so Roim. One bag is eighteen shilots...... three-quarters crown? What is it? I don't know, fifteen robni for one."

Still unfamiliar, Sanya also diligently performs the clerk's job, glittering with the wooden planks.

Three kids who were listening to her full explanation, but all of them, have a reputation for the work of bad wisdom.

This time too, Lumi spoke of a pinned idea.

"Pais, if I buy Bonca, why don't you make me some bonca pie?

"Oh, that's good. It's half done. Make it."

Bonca pie that loves lumi. So far, the recipe only knows Pais in Mortairn territory, and besides, it is only the Lords who get sugar and honey, so a phantom pie that cannot be made in the average household.

It seems to be Lumi where you get a good hold of that, and Marc, who for once halves it as a consideration, is not good at calculating things without thinking deeply, and in fact doesn't realize that including all the sugar is not enough in half.

It's a paice of bitter laughter at how the childhood trainers look the same, but it's a pleasure to have an enthusiastic request as an artisan. Well, I'll admit it.

"Say yes!!

Lumi exposes his joyful emotions with a good force on both arms. I'm already expecting you. Who do you keep drooling?

I guess I guessed something about how it went. The older girl also expressed an interest in bonca pie.

"Um, Master Pastry, if I get some out of my paycheck, will you feed me?

"Sanya would have no problem. I'll give you a slice or so. What's the price...... what should we do?

"Uh, I get six shilots a month, so if that's about it,"

"Then you can have a lot of it in terms of cost."

I feel expensive if I think of it as a slice of pie with a single piece of silver coin, but the sugar is cheap if I think I need a teaspoon of silver coin.

He is tolerant of people wanting confectionery, and it is the head boy who likes confectionery that makes him feel better. I laugh at the special price.

"Is Sanya getting that much allowance?!

"It's not a dime, it's a paycheck. Money to work and earn. Half of them are in the house."

"How's the other half going?

"I'm saving it for my marriage."

"Wow... I'm so glad I even have about twenty copper coins"

Two kids surprised that their closest sister was unexpectedly high paid. From the time of the frantic year when I received a bronze coin from pigeon meat, I was surprised by an independent woman who seemed to be able to feed her family even if her earnings alone.

Commercial activity is also on the rise as the flow of merchants becomes more active in Mortarn territory. Until now, business deals that were about once a month became more frequent once or twice a week, and the main village even had shops. Cash income strategies are also being explored in each house.

Even to the extent of making coins, such as domestic jobs for repairs, chips for guests, selling processed herbs that can be picked at the well's edge, etc. can be foolish. Things don't change much in every house.

If it's in there and you can make regular (Constant) money on your consolidated forehead, it's the big black pillar of the family. From the two kids, Sanya looks like a very amazing adult. He's a glittering grown-up sister.

"Do they have the money to marry?

"When I'm around, you can choose as many as you want."

"You're so different from Lumi. Ouch yeah!!

Marc's Delicacy contrasts well with Sanya, who can afford no questions, and Luminito, who has hands and feet before she can afford them.

It is Sanya who puts her hands on her cheeks without changing her expression to the younger boy's question, and Lumi who decides on a beautiful high kick without changing her expression to that of a boy her age.

"It's around there that we can both get screwed... oh?

"What's up, Pais? Open up."

"Apparently, Decoco is back."

"How do you know that?"

"It's getting noisy out there, and you hear what I'm talking about for business. I hope you remember Lumi and Marc, but this is how important things can be hidden in stories you don't think you're being asked. Sometimes it's important that you overhear it, isn't it?

"Phew, you know what?"

"That's a wiretap, isn't it?

Pais dares not answer Lumi's biggest question.

"Marc, I'm sorry my butt looks painful, but call me Deco"

"Why me?

"Because Lumi won't move in front of Bonca."

"Only food is always dangerous for one person. So don't suddenly get your hands on me!! I need you to be a little more sober."

"It's the legs you're putting out."

"That's extra bad!!

Poor-mouthed Marc tried to escape the ill-footed lumi and ran out of the warehouse.

He called me, and it wasn't until just after that that that Decoco came to the warehouse.

"Dear Pastry, I apologize for keeping you waiting"

"No. We're the ones who came without any prior contact, and this time it's my fault. I'm dating two shoppers."

"It is. Thank you to Marc, Luminito, and both of you for using our Chamber of Commerce."

Decoco with a merchant-like soft smile. The attitude of dealing with younger children as customers is also merchant.

"I need to talk to Decoco, but I want you to sell the fruit we have here to both of us. As much as we can afford it for two pennies."

"Of course, I'm in business, so I don't mind selling it. Pastry's face and we'll serve you a little bit."

"Say yes!! Wait a minute, I'll figure out what's best. I want a lot of it. Can I buy them all?... That's right, Marc, give me your pennies too"

"I'm kidding. Why did you set me up? Gather at Pace."

"I have a business meeting with Deco over there, so you two have a good fight... you should have a discussion."

Leave two noisy children to Sanya, two adult men moving in a wide warehouse, a little further away.

"Decoco, did you have any interesting stories?

If it's just the two of us, they'll both look serious.

The merchant raised two fingers softly.

"... in two lets this time"

"Two gold coins? Was there so much big news?

"Yeah, I can't sell cheap enough."

"Trust me about Decoco. So, what's it about?"

From his wallet, Pace lets Deco grip two Ratesh gold coins out.

"I didn't know the movement was dull during the winter, but the price of food and iron products has moved a lot since spring. I also asked a merchant I know who said that the closer we get to the east, the higher the value."

"Iron and food?... I see, is it war?

"That's likely, fellow merchants said. At my discretion, I'm sending Mr. Lamito to King's Capital to gather information."

"It's an English break. I'll talk to my father, too."

Continuous southern continent of war.

Summer is also approaching this season. It was the season of war.