The elegant daily routine of sage Grecas - here we go with a lovely 'Sage Hall' life!

"Mushrooms were a great harvest, Brother Gu."

Riola put a big cage (basket) on the table with a hockey face.

The cage (basket), carefully knitted with southern vines (tho), contained colorful mushrooms that were all overflowing.

Umbrella brown, white, red. The stem is also short, sloppy, or a hunk that has become a stock, and has a great variety, shape, and color.

Says it was all picked on a mushroom hunting tour of the world tree.

Overall, I don't know if it's because of the high temperatures, the nutritional status of the soil, or both, but the shade around the world tree for mushrooms is probably a living environment.

"Wow...... But I picked a lot. Did you have fun?

"Ha. There are so many things different from the village of Tibalagi that I became obsessed"

Joined were Riola and Manuferno, plus Pram and Chuuta, and Larna. Lu, Spiano and the four children, it seems, felt like a tour while walking.

"Well, there's plenty of Tibalagi woods to pick from."

"Yeah, but there's no such thing as variety."

"I have a problem with which one I can eat..."

"That's right."

Riola, with her chestnut hair half-upped, mixes a slightly troubled look with a full smile.

When you get something cheap and good at a bargain sale like harvest (...) or big fish (...), girls mostly look like that.

"How was Chuta?

"Yes! The World Tree Mushroom Hunting Tour was sooo interesting. I picked mushrooms for the first time!

Chuta held it in her hand looking excited and showed me a big yellow mushroom.

"Don't you have mushrooms in Desert Country?!?

"If it's dried, I've seen it in trades... It's amazing how much food grows there!

I laugh unwittingly at Chuuta, who admires the strange.

"I'm telling you, some things are poisonous, so don't ever eat them raw"

"If you boil or bake, can you eat it?

"No, because there are still things that don't work..."

"... God is what gives man his test."

"haha"

Comparing each of the red and yellow mushrooms in both hands, Chuuta looks convinced, but it's interesting to have a lot of different sensations if your country changes.

Riola wears an apron. Are you going to go down and prepare for dinner?

"Drink tea. Let's all have an appraisal meeting (...) first, take a dose"

Manuferno brought some baked sweets and a teacup on the tray. Arranging the teacups on the living room dining table gave rise to a refreshing scent.

"Herbal? Smells good. Let's have some tea first before Riola works too."

"... so is that, I'm sorry, Sister Manu, I got you ready"

"Hobbies. I enjoy blending tea."

Eyes over round glasses are gentle. I use bright silver hair to lower my knitting as usual. Receive the offered teacup, hold it in your hand and look at the colour and enjoy the fragrance.

"Hmm? Thin red with lemon aromas, rosehip and lemongrass?

"Inspirational (eh). You're familiar with it."

"Thanks to you"

I've had many Manuferno blend teas a day.

"Formula (blend). Because it's in the South, I bought a beautiful flower called Hibiscus and mixed it with it."

"I see. Is it because of the slightly darker color? There's something vibrant in a warm country."

The time is three in the afternoon. I've been very busy since morning, but when I get back to the hall like this, my usual routine continues and I'm horrified.

Lentomia is taking an early shower, and the fairy Metius is napping time.

Hemperoza and Plum, and Larna are in the middle of "looking for something" in my study bookshelf upstairs.

I'm asking you to look for the book, but I guess it's time to come down.

Then there were three footsteps running down the stairs with Dododo. The living room dining room door opens.

A white short-sleeved shirt with a plum in a skirt and a Hemperoza in shorts and high knee socks on the same shirt as when you went out with me. Larna is a piece with a large pocket.

Each has a thick book. Earlier, he asked me to look up the mushrooms and find the book.

"Greg, is this it?

"There were drawings, but in black and white."

"Is the book thin, Dace?

"The Pram book is..." Mushroom Cooking Ancient Now East and West, "or well... you're right!

"It was a delicious cookbook."

Lovely grin on the octagonal teeth, but mushroom classification first.

"Hemperoza's book is" Titi Continental Plants, Fungi Atlas, "or definitely"

"Hey, it's a mold-smelling book. Is this a fungus in itself?

"You say that right away..."

Hemperoza sniffs the cover with Kun and puts her face to shame.

"What's Me's!?

"Larna's is' The Adventures of Mucus Organisms (Slime) '... a shame!?

"Me kind of likes this, Dace"

"Haha, it's a picture book"

Call Chuta next to me and I'll leave the mushroom classification to you.

"From now on, we're all going to appraise mushrooms and sort out just what we can surely eat. Nice! Otherwise, I don't like all the abdominal pain with mushroom stew!

"" "Ooh!

I also look at the book, read the letters, analyze the characteristics, and appraise the mushrooms.

This is poison. And hallucinogenic mushrooms.

This is food poison unknown.

This is edible but disgusting in shape.

This is edible!

I feel the touch and color, shape and smell in real life. It's like you're doing a treasure appraisal, very funny. I have knowledge, flashes and discoveries.

"Doubt (alas). Usually...... even though Greg knows everything and is an expert?

Manuferno says strangely.

"Actually, I... there were so many things I didn't know I had to study"

"Smile. We all do, don't we?"

"Ah."

I'm not using Search Magic right now.

Indeed, most mushrooms can be distinguished by searching using Search Magic Image Search (Ggolgazon) and the like.

But really, that doesn't make it "know".

Now, I want to start by reading books and gaining knowledge on my own.

From now on, as much as possible, I want to do that.

Under a giant world tree I found myself tiny and powerless this time.

I think as I smile and look around at the mushrooms and see the rigged families.

- Let's learn again, little by little. Magic, wisdom.

If we go a little further, by the time we become old men with gray hair one day... to the kind of man they call a true sage... can I be?

Tabernacle