Sweet Reincarnation

Blue upper moon. At this time of summer's brisk season, the Mortarn territory will be particularly hot during the day and the sauna will also be faceless.

The ground becomes dry and stiff, so that humans who farm in such fields drink water from time to time in the shade. Hot and hot, every day you get wings that chant like a spell.

Even so, it has been much better since the waterways were created. When it was not there, the task of drawing water from the well and carrying it over long distances and spreading it on the field was repeated. Burned by the heat, sweating. That was no longer but a painful affair, but in the last year or two the farmland has been completely beautifully maintained and a water dust farm has been created just beside the field.

Efficiency has increased dramatically without having to carry water for long distances.

Anyway, I want it to be easier. Can you do something about the heat if you can? It would be nice to be able to farm even if it was cool in the summer.

Even though they know it's impotent, the peasants will stick to their expectations.

That is because the House of Mortairn is well governed. An over-expectation that if you're that lord, if you're that boy, maybe you can do something about it.

I'm sure it will get better from now on.

With such more vague expectations than fortune, the peasants work.

At the spearhead of their expectations was the brand new Mortairn family mansion.

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The King's Capital Mansion of the Mortairn family is separate.

What a flashy noticeable Mortairn family, but the interior runs out of qualities.

Of course, although there are decorations to such an extent that they do not seem poor, they were done with the minimum necessary decorations without doing anything to decorate them for no reason in this House, where the quality rigidity is used as a euphemism.

The only one with gifts and gift decorations is the office. In the reception room, trouble can occur even if you leave your belongings, so they are in the office so that you can make an excuse that they are decorating the room.

This office. The most expensive is the desk.

A delicacy made from luxurious wood and finished with artisan refinement.

On the desk were parchment and wooden planks for the buckwheat and report.

"Father, this is the report up to last month."

"Uhm, thank you"

The Wang capital is located in the northeast from Mortairn territory.

Because there is a great forest in the Kingdom of God where warcraft and carnivores live at last, it is necessary to bypass the forest from the south when actually moving from Mortarn territory to the king's capital, even if it is not as long as it is at a straight distance.

However, only the Mortairn family had a means of travel that did not need to be bypassed. I don't care, it's magic.

Convenience also outweighs modern science. On days when you are likely to have heat stroke even if you sit still, Pais and others come to Wang Du for “heat shelter” in the name of this way.

Since my son's running away is not what started now, it is the fashion of casserole not to say anything when the job is turning around enough. Whether we should take this as a serious trust in our son or just a pro fool is where the evaluation divides.

Note that the assessment of the Chief Constable (Shiites) is of course the latter.

"Hmm, how's it going?"

A lord snorted through my son's report all the way through.

Casserole is busy from time to time because of his position as depositary of the position of captain of the Second Battalion of the Central Army and as Baron Mortairn. But just because you're busy, doesn't mean you're going to mess around about your territory.

land that has been protected for more than twenty years. My attachment is doubled, and I've been making profits, especially lately, thanks to my son in front of me. It is important to keep abreast of the situation so that there are no unforeseen circumstances.

"Yes. Explain in detail?

"Uhm. Please"

Casserole looks at her son as she takes her eyes off parchment paper.

"Let's start with the security situation. We are currently strengthening our outlook on the deterioration of security, which has previously been a matter of concern. We also notified the residents to refrain from going out at night as much as possible and arranged for no unnecessary confusion to occur. In the future, we are also considering adding more people, but it is difficult for our family alone, and we are thinking about hiring new people."

Recently, a deterioration in security has been observed in the vicinity of Mortarn territory.

It's like there's a root for all kinds of evil somewhere, but saying it doesn't start.

Even if some room in the apartment is dirty and the cockroach damage is increasing, the only countermeasure in my room seems to be coping therapy. If we try to eradicate it, we need to step into the realm of others.

There seems to be a place somewhere in the vicinity of the territory where there is a disturbance of security, but as a Mortairn family, we will only strengthen measures in the territory.

It is a true thought to want more personnel. But things can't be that easy.

"Okay, that doesn't matter. Be very careful when hiring people."

"I know."

What the Mortairns fear. Especially as regards interference from other houses, the most fearful thing is not being attacked in the military. It's about getting the whole house confused.

While the shortage of manpower originally became chronic and suffered from a shortage of human resources, the effect of being a squire's savotage or a departed official is significant. As for newcomers and young people, recent generations, starting with Nicolo, are finally becoming a force for war. It's a huge loss to be quit here now for taking the time to educate. Nothing is more than enthusiasm and compassion.

However, when it comes to how easy it is to increase the number of people, it is not. We should carefully check the identity of the people we hire. If the hired person does anything to incite discontent in the house, it will interfere with the operation of the Mortairn family.

Human beings, even if others who are not familiar with them are complaining, can be overheard, but the words of people within and close to them are also difficult to overhear. Assuming there were people in the Mortairn family who wanted to confuse them or pull out their personnel, it would be effective to sneak their hands into the Mortairn family and blur their grievances. Anyway, it is true that the work of the Mortairn family is intense, so if you want to complain, you can say as much. If you point that spearhead at your home and spread more well-treated workplace rumors, you can't say enough not to shake.

It is an honest feeling that bugs in your body are more troublesome than mighty enemies.

"Secondly, the balance of payments situation, but this one is growing well. The same is true of confectionery sales, but the opening of new national highways is giving rise to more money from merchants. The Nata Chamber of Commerce is continuing to broker the sale of our property, especially as grocery sales are growing."

"Groceries? Is something wrong again?

Food is an essential necessity for life. There is no such thing as a human being who can live without eating, so the trend is directly linked to a person's movements.

When the value of foodstuffs rises, there are two main reasons for this.

Insufficient supply or over-demand.

When there is a flood and field crops and livestock are flushed, or when the sun continues to shine and crops do not grow, and things are scarce due to such natural disasters, the humans who eat do not change themselves, so the value rises by combining less food. Recently, there had been a nationwide cold damage a few years earlier, when, as a Mortairn family, I also had a tedious experience in securing food.

Or when someone comes out buying groceries.

Is there a lord planning a massive voyage over the long term, or is he collecting food for soldiers to prepare for battle?

At times like this, hundreds or thousands of people's worth of food will be collected for decades. A simple calculation is that small towns and villages will have enough food to live in for a whole year to disappear from the market. It would be natural for the value to rise.

Make it supply insecure, increase demand, it must be some kind of trouble. The Mortairn family is just a trouble-prone home, so you have to keep a close eye on this kind of trivial information as well.

"No. It just seems like the commercial zone has expanded. Since the national highway opens not only to the territory of Uncle Ratesh, but also to the territory of Bombino, it seems that the Chamber of Commerce with a shipping channel is buying supplies from our territory. There have been several complaints that you would like us to lend you the right to use our port."

"Well, that's good"

Casserole's anxiety ended in concern.

One way or another it would belong to an increase in demand, but there is nothing wrong with it if we are to make money. If you buy more and more and sell them elsewhere, the Mortairn family's nostalgia will warm up. When the cost of socializing in Wangdu was also increasing, it was the same. Income increases are most welcome.

"There were other houses that came directly to buy sugar"

"Where's the house?

This is Count Vallenna's house.

The Count Vallenna family is an old house with deep ties to the royal family. He is a relative, albeit quite far from the Mortairn family.

The brother of the mother of Scuole, the husband of Petra, the twin sister of Liquorice, the wife of Pastry, son of Casserole, the head of the Mortaire family, is now the head of the Count Vallenna family.

A suspicious relationship even if you can call it a relative. As long as you don't win the lottery, your opponent won't be related enough.

Still, it is not something that can be ignored as an edge, and he said that he has sent his family to buy sugar with a letter of reference from the Duke of Kadrecek's house.

"You don't mind if I sell sugar to something else, do you?

"I don't mind if my father tells me it's for sale, but please know that our profits will decrease for that matter."

"Isn't that up to the negotiations?

"Yes, but the problem would be that what you sell is sugar...... confectionery ingredients themselves. If I make candy, I make it into baked confectionery, and if I process it and sell it, I can't sell it with the part of added value that would have been gained, so even if I could buy sugar at a higher rate than the market, my profit as a homeowner would either remain the same or decrease."

It would be more profitable to sell it as a primary processed product than to sell the raw material itself. Rather than selling the primary processed product as is, it is more profitable to finish and sell it to the secondary processed product or even the branded tertiary processed product. This is a story that even casseroles who are oblivious to commerce can understand.

It is more profitable to squeeze, refine and sugar than to sell the corn as it is. It is better to process and sell sugar into candy or baked confectionery than to sell it as it is. At any rate, it would be more expensive to foil it using the sign made of mortarn.

From growing sugar corn to final merchandise shipments. If everything can be done in Mortairn territory, all of the value added at each stage will remain in the territory. Profits are disappointing. To the point of not stopping laughing, the Baron Mortairn family, as it stands, monopolizes the land trade of the South and stretches it out with the Bombino family with maritime interests and revenues. It's a huge profit that Mogadishu can't make, even if it's not as good as the Ratesh family, which makes a lot of money from the Golden Mountains and trade.

Today, when much of its profits are being turned to capital investment and public investment in the territory, the economy in Mortairn territory is booming like no other in the country.

But if there are people out here who only buy sugar, the story changes.

We wouldn't mind simply mouthing the sugar ourselves, but there's no way we're going to pay to keep licking the sugar every day.

It should emulate the success of the Mortairn family and take suspicion that they are also trying to use sugar to make products and profit. And that's nothing more than threatening the Mortairn family's vested interests.

"Don't stop."

I just have to say no.

Even for casserole, I had to make that decision.

The strength of the Mortairn family is its self-sufficiency in sugar, as well as prestige such as the king's praise and victory in the culinary showdown. In addition to that, the fact that it is a novel treat.

The novelty will be weathered at some point, and where we feed ourselves sugar may come out other than ourselves. In case that happens, I want to build a reputation that for as long as possible, only the Mortairns are making fancy and delicious treats. I've been branding it for less than two years. It's hard to say it's still pervasive.

One of these days I might sell the sugar, but now is not the time.

"Doesn't your father have any information about the Count Vallenna family?

Second, ask as Pais came up with it.

"Lately, I've heard that wings are pretty good"

"Really?"

"Do you care?

"That, of course. I just wanted to find out why my wings suddenly got better."

There were other places where I offered to buy sugar. The problem is that there is likely to be a different approach.

I wanted to crush anything that bothered me. For my own dreams, I do my best to hit the anxiety element. Pais thinks for himself everywhere.

"Then use this"

That's what Caserol has been offering you, a single scroll. When the parchment is wrapped around it, it is tied with a ribbon-like cloth string and sealed. The seal had a wax mark, which was also a familiar mark as a paice.

Since the seal had already been cut, Pais reads what was written inside.

"Invitation?

"Oh. I hear there's something going on at Count Vallenna's house. I was gonna say no because I'm busy at work, but it's a corner opportunity. You should join us."

"Me?

"It would be a good opportunity to take your wife. A cage in the realm will annihilate you, and you will be unhappy."

"Right."

Nodding pais.

I've been busy at work lately and had a sense that I was making Liquorice feel lonely. I agree with my father that if there is an invitation to a corner social place, it would be a good idea to take him to a distraction.

"But Father, did Mother say anything to you that way?

"Mm."

Besides, it wasn't just a disgusting pais that casserole didn't bother me.

An invitation to socialize is available, as I intended, and just the right attention to Liquorice is given. Can a man who is stuffed in the king's capital, busy with his work, and throwing something in the realm at his son, even have such a concern?

Thank you, I can see the feminine or maternal care.

"I see, if you thought your father was strangely well cared for, was your mother rooted? Father's in trouble too."

The face is the same, the words of my son, who wonders if things in the home are laid on his butt.

Words that are tough have nothing but the face of casserole.

"You don't have to give me unwanted care!!

"Excuse me for this"

An exchange that normally seems to be the other way around. But the father on the face and the son of a prankster's smile.

Parent-child conversations were soothing.