"Fluffy bread" was popular with the family, and I added the task of making yeast liquid regularly.
... yeah, I'm slowly running out of hands on my own.
Somehow, I think I am saying something luxurious, but I feel like I can't maintain the quality unless I have the same [appraisal] as I rely on [appraisal] to determine the quality of alchemy. Above all, there is the problem that it is difficult to tell where to identify various timings, and the problem that someone needs to help is behind it.
... and the apprentice of a six-year-old alchemist? Anyone who wants to be...
It is around this time of the day that I have such a problem, but since the morning market will open today, Kate and I are going out to the city to buy the next ingredient. The morning magic practice is off today only.
And that's when I was walking around the city.
"I don't know how to make an apprentice in a store where only such poor quality monsters can be made!
A boy as old as me roughly opened the store door with a van.
"Don't say bad quality is bad! This is where you break the door!
A man yelled at the boy from inside the shop.
Then a bag was thrown out. I'm sure it's a boy's luggage.
... looking up at the shop sign, it was an alchemist's shop.
I was really worried about his words saying "poor quality", and although it may be a little bad, I decided to look at it in Appraisal .
Marcus.
Civilian/eldest son
Health: 50/50
Magic: 170/170
Profession: Alchemist apprenticeship……
Skill: Appraisal (3/10)
Reward: None
I knew I had Appraisal ! And an Alchemist Apprentice! More Past!
He's the only one! Gem material discovered!
I rushed to him to pick up the thrown bag and grabbed his hand. Kate, who is left alone, is surprised at something.
"I'm Daisy the Alchemist. Can I talk to you for a second?
"Ah? Is this little one an alchemist? What are you saying... it's true."
At first, he was surprised, staring at me (perhaps in an appraisal), and he opened his eyes to surprise and murmured.
And there was a huge sound from his stomach.
"Are you hungry?
Ask him whose face is bright red.
"I had an argument with my parents before I ate breakfast in the morning, and I didn't eat it."
That's how I scratch my head while pressing my stomach.
"Hey, Kate. You're not opening a food shop at this hour, are you?
Ask Kate, who is stunned behind her.
It's still early in the morning.
That's how Kate nods.
"There's something I want to talk to you about, and come with me! I'll let you have breakfast."
Say that to Kate, okay? Ask.
"Why don't you ask Bob?"
Kate nodded that she had no choice, and I decided to give up the market that day and go home with him.
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Go home, ask him to wait at the front door for a moment, and ask his mother to let him in.
"Mother, there is a boy who would love to help me with alchemy, and he has been kicked out of his previous workplace this morning and is hungry. May I invite you home for a meal?
Mother nods with a smile, "Okay."
"If you're going to help me, I want you to meet me and your father later."
And the nail was stabbed.
We finally invited Marcus into the house and went to the kitchen with us. Then Bob was gone, but Maria was there.
"Hey Maria, she's still hungry for breakfast. Is there anything I can feed you?
"Just one of our servants is resting, and there's one piece of bread and a lot of soup left. Let's warm it up again."
That's what Maria's going to do.
We sat down and waited at the servant table in the kitchen.
"What's with the bread? It's delicious!"
Marcus was surprised at the bread served. "Fluffy bread." At home, bread is supposed to be "fluffy bread", including for servants.
"It's also made with alchemy."
I said as I looked at Marcus, who was eating bread deliciously.
"Hey, I can make something like this."
So I put the potion and the high potion in the pochette on the desk and showed it to him.
"Eh! I've never seen such a good one! Did you make it?
I was surprised to see two bottles.
"Yes, I make other mana potions and deliver them to the national army."
Marcus was even more surprised to hear that it was delivered to the country.
"You look amazing. Oh, I'm Marcus. As you can see at the age of seven, he's a civilian."
Having finally finished breakfast, Marcus takes his name.
"Yeah, I know because you showed it to me in [appraisal]. I may not have seen it because I was disguised earlier, but I can also use Appraisal . I'm Daisy, six years old. Nice to meet you."
I name myself with a smile.