"Hmm, I knew it would be hard"

I used to work in the library of the church with medical books.

What I'm thinking about is improving public health.

In fact, even the undiscovered kingdom of Amoros of the virus has a concept of public health.

As a rule of thumb only, it has long been known that illness occurs from corpses, sick people, filth, etc.

Dead bodies and sick people produce bad air, and there is a theory that causes the disease.

It is a fact that infectious diseases are susceptible to occurrence in unsanitary places, and it is the right idea if we take only the 'cause and consequence' of 'going to contaminated areas will make you sick'.

In fact, not only does keeping pigs in the city serve as food for the winter, but it also has the aspect that pigs feed on faeces and raw debris to improve hygiene.

............ but if pigs walk around shouldn't they carry an infectious disease......?

I twist my neck, but it's hard to explain the virus in an era without a microscope.

No one will obey me if I don't have a convincing explanation of how much I told them to "clean up".

…… how can we improve everyone's hygiene……

I came to the idea that I would only be able to 'force you' to conclude that I had a head but couldn't explain why.

I have no choice but to be a lord and start off as forceful as "do what I say because I want to."

We should all be convinced if the number of sick people decreases as a result.

There are ways to approach the importance of hygiene from statistics, like Nightingale, but this lacks both my abilities and my data.

Nightingale, a nurse, statistician and social campaigner, was a great man... now I know how great he is.

It's not a very imitative thing.

… you have to be great…… you have to come out and gain your own territory…

At this time, a clear path was emerging to my goal, which was blurry.

Rudolph, my father, said, "Be strong," but maybe he wanted to tell me to gain territory in martial arts.

… but martial arts………

I closed my thick medical book with a sigh.

Then I noticed signs of people nearby...... it is Master Linnell and Zillow.

…… what a rare combination………?

I thought about the relationship between the two of them and leaned my neck.

"Heh heh, I invited him because he was looking cold outside."

"Ha ha," Zillow scratched his head, explaining Master Linnell.

"Sorry, if Zillow can remember the letters too......"

"Young lady, I won't tell you. I promise."

Zillow blocked my words and rubbed my nose.

I don't know about that promise, but I can't help but wait outside in person.

It's not like imposing it on Zillow, an adult.

"Were you still studying medicine today?

Master Linnell asked, staring at the book in my hand.

"Yes, a little temper theory...... I think a clean life can leave the disease, but what about the teacher?

To my question, Master Linnell thinks, "Hmm."

"It is true that it is difficult for a plague to arise in a monastery that purifies itself according to the commandments and keeps it clean"

"But," continues Master Linnell.

"You can't decide that's for the sake of complacency. It could be a meal, it could be God's protection."

Master Linnell's words are theoretical.

It is true that plagues are prone in cities, but it would be dangerous to decide while the cause is unknown.

It remains in the world that the damage spreads in the wrong way, beginning with good intentions.

My knowledge is heretical here.

"I understand very well, you're telling me not to decide."

My teacher laughs at me. It's a gentle laugh.

"Exactly. A shame to make, if you become a monk……………"

"Master, I won't tell him. Promise."

My teacher laughed when I blocked Master Linnell's words and imitated Zillow. I also get caught laughing.

Zillow was Kyoton.

………………

When I switched to the house a little early, Rona rushed over happy.

"Master Barrian, the white beets are here."

"Really?"

Rona remembered that I used to say I wanted to see white beets.

Zillow walks away and says, "hey, that's it."

He's always turning weird...... maybe it's Zillow's fault his mother, Lucienne, was worried about me and Rona getting along?

When I saw Zillow and laughed bitterly, Rona pulled my hand and headed to the kitchen.

It was a hard, rough palm.

When I got to the kitchen, Rona's mother and Lolo were there.

"Dear Barrian, if this child, please be rude."

Rona's mother looked at me and Rona's connected hands and looked a little.

Rona panicked and let go when she realized "Ah". It's adorable and messy.

"No, I hope you don't mind. I was so happy."

When I laughed and joked, Rona's ears turned red.

"Mother, go away already!

Rona hit her mother eight times and threw her mother out of the kitchen.

It would be a girl's blindfold.

Lolo laughed and sneered, but Lorna missed her face.

"This is it," said Rona, with a bright red face, placing the white beets on the table with Don.

"What, this is it?

I seriously observed it.

That looked just like the "dice" I know.

It has a slightly distorted (snoring) shape but is large.

I have about two palms of a child (Varian).

"You eat leaves, don't you?

"Yes, I am."

Rona answers my question.

Is that leaf "horseradish" if you insist?

Sautéed in oil seems delicious, but in this world oil seems valuable and cannot be wasted.

"I'd like to try some."

"Heh, I thought you'd say that."

"This is the soup," Rona, who heard me whine, showed me the pan.

They only salted the white beets.

"Oh, which one?"

There is a strong smell when I peek into the pan.

I only spooned a shard (a piece) and felt a strong earthly odor when it was in my mouth. It smells like a rainy field.

…… Ugh, this is…………

I breathe out of my nose and chew (sniffles) with a mockingjay.

... Mmm, that's sweet...

I sensed sweetness from the white beets.

But anyway, it's hard to say that the smell interrupts and is delicious.

"You smell tight, but sweet"

When I shrugged, Lolo laughed, "I don't really like it either."

...... hmmm sweet dice...... I think I've heard of it somewhere...... I know spicy dice...... sweet, sweet dice?

I roar "hmm."

Next time, only the broth was in my mouth.

"It's still sweet, but the smell is unique......"

"Well, it's still easier to eat leaves."

Rona was laughing at how weird I looked.

"Let me bite the tip off a little bit"

I only broke the roots of the white beets ahead and bit them.

"Oh, no raw."

"Your stomach hurts."

Rona and Lolo make worried faces.

There is no habit of eating raw vegetables in the Amoros region.

Is this a matter of freshness?

I chew white beets jarrily and the smell is still tight.

"Thank you, I learned."

When I thanked them, they laughed, "It's cheap."

………………

At dinner

As I was dining with my family, Rudolph called out.

"Balian, it looks like you've been doing something in the kitchen."

Someone must have told you that they were watching.

I didn't do anything wrong, so I don't have to be a wolf.

"Yes, I was shown the roots of white beets"

By the way, today's soup contains white beets leaves.

Rona and Lolo said the leaves were "delicious" but they were stiff and jarring.

"Well, why? Are you hungry? It's not something that tastes good."

Looks like Rudolph was into my bizarre behavior.

Lucienne says a novel, "I can't believe I stumbled on you."

"I was interested because I heard the food section was large... I should have thought of something new."

"Soldier food? A variant?

It was my brother Robert who reacted to my words.

"Yeah, I'm interested in preserved food."

It's convenient when you're blamed for researching the food, but if you have more preserved food, the food situation in winter might improve.

"Well, did you come up with anything?

"Yes, it was in the book that if I salted the chopped cabbage, it would last longer"

This is a lie. I haven't read such a book.

I thought it would be a munition to spread the zawarclout for vitamin supplementation.

There are also many examples of post-discharge military personnel taking munitions home and spreading them in Japan.

"Mm... not bad, but you have to carry a crackable pot (snap) to carry pickles, and salt is expensive... that's hard."

I see, it seems difficult in terms of cost.

But Rudolph seriously considered my proposal.

I'm glad to hear that.

"Is it because Varian's book madness is a foodie!

Everyone laughed when Robert was surprised.

My library street seems to be seen as a kind of oddity.

I said, "Did you lose it?"

Good family.

Both Rudolph and Lucienne are acknowledging my quirks as individuality, and Robert is a man I can count on as my brother.

"Father, I want my brother. Because I want to be like my brother."

When I pretended to be innocent and made fun of Rudolph, Rudolph choked on him. Rudolph spit out the soup.

"Oh, what shall we do?"

Lucienne was delighted with the lack of fullness.

In fact, it is later that White Beats will bring about some sort of revolution in the kingdom of Amoros, but this is still a story to come.