The Economics of Prophecy

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Plura was in front of the two juniors who were lining up their faces with a flat face about what was going on. I know why. Last evening, the Dalgans bowled in with Sherry on their way home.

"Did Senior Plura know?"

"I'm talking about dictating with ice cream..."

Lilka and Shelley's gaze pierce the pulla.

"Yes, no,... this is the first time I've seen you the other day"

No matter how much a woman likes sweet treats, she can't beat talking about love. Even though I know that, he doesn't care if the ice cream melts because of it.

"Nineteen."

"You're early for marriage..."

Lilka and Shelley said.

"No, nineteen is nothing............... nothing"

For layers like those attending college, it is not uncommon for even civilians for marriage to turn nineteen after graduation, but sometimes it is 15 or 16 otherwise. Of course, you can't talk about that.

"... because of that disaster. Some of you didn't pay for it."

Why do you think you are, he even spoke to such a follow up.

"Vinder said something funny when he said he was going to dictate with sweets."

Plura spoke of the idea of creating a day to give chocolate away from the women the junior said, in an attempt to restore the interest of the women to chocolate. I was talking about how to sell chocolate and I came out.

"I'm just financially capable of giving chocolate, what do you say? Do you mean!!

"... Impossible. It's rather counterproductive."

The two mutilated in an instant. I'm afraid of eyesight.

"That's what happens, me too"

I asked the women once because it was that Vinder's word, but Prla herself had decided that this marketing method was no good. That junior sometimes says such deviations. No, if not, it's off.

"... well. Sheila. She was a good girl."

"... yeah. I hope we can get along..."

The two returned to the story of Dalgan's fiancée. The ice cream was on the verge of collapsing, even though it was cooling the dishes with raizooko.

"" Thank you very much. ""

The two of them placed a spoon at about the same time. The grump has blown up earlier.

So, what do you say?

Hopefully in time, Prla asked for his thoughts.

"This is the only way, isn't it? It's boulder."

"... I thought it was definitely this too"

The two of them are highly regarded.

"... I just think this is all I have, too."

I told him to take a sigh. That is proof that he himself is not yet convinced.

"I do think it's too sweet for men..."

"This sweetness is the best solution for ice cream. Because you've prototyped countless times. I couldn't have done it without Reyzooko."

"So I've been selling out chocolate faster lately. How much did you use?"

"You're right. Well, no matter how much I spend, I don't want to overspend it, because that's what I'm here for."

In fact, Prla doesn't say anything about bitterness coming from her men. The accountant is particularly loud.

"You would normally think it would be enough if you ate this."

Lilka said as if she was stunned. But Prla shakes her head.

"A cooking tool that can keep a certain low temperature is like having it for us. That's why you can't do anything normal."

To Prla's words. If this isn't normal, the two laugh bitterly.

"Yes, this is a souvenir. You're returning the sample."

Lilka put out the crate. When Prla opens it, a faint sour scent pokes her nose, which saw a white, smooth surface like cream.

"This is cheese."

"Yeah. I'm increasing the amount of cream, not regular milk. Unlike normal, it doesn't work right away, so it can only be made in the winter in the production area. Easy to use for sweets. Less salt, too."

"I see, this is also what happens if you have razorbacks. Hmm, I think I can combine this with chocolate to make something new."

Plura roared with a mouthful of soft cheese that ragged from the surface. Indeed, the softness and flavor are suitable for confectionery making. Plus, there's a thickness that can counteract chocolate.

Wouldn't the shades be beautiful, and the shades would be beautiful if white and black were doubled layers......

"Well, from us, too. I tried to change the way I pulled tea. Senior Plura is unusually obsessed with tongue touch."

Shelley took out a small pot. When the lid is opened, it contains green powder.

"Thank you. Yes, take your chocolate home for me. My brother's definitely here, isn't he? I guess I'd prefer a modest sweetness."

Prla said.

"... it's a waste of chocolate on a guy like that. Say," I can't get married for the time being. "

Once the loose air hardened again. They stepped on a mine at the end.

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"Even though the combination of intense ingredients is so unscrupulous, this flavour. …… that's Mr. Pulra."

said Natalie, who ate two layers of white and black cake in the kitchen. It's funny for Prla to have a mix of praise as well as a little remorse.

I just tried the recipe today for serving it to her when she came to deliver sugar. It's a double layer stacked with cheese mousse and chocolate mousse. I use cheese to the limit so I can't beat chocolate. The base is crushing salty baked confectionery. It's a toothpick accent.

"White dough is a traditional recipe, including the base, but it would be interesting to combine with chocolate"

"Right. But the smoothness of this cheese..."

"I'm messing around a little bit with the new cheese I got from the trit"

Prla said insignificantly. Natalie's eyes glow as she tried to take a second bite.

"I see.... So this upper and lower chigusa hasn't solidified the recipe yet"

As you indulge, Natalie analyzes as you slowly taste the second bite.

"You noticed. Yes, it is. It's not even a prototype yet."

Plura laughed niggly at the reluctant opinion. This is why he also wants to show others something from a stage that he would never let out.