A few days after opening the store.
I found that the alchemy workshop where I was mainly in charge of the shop was busy in the morning and there was a lot of leisure afterwards.
In terms of location and price, my shop became an adventurer whose main customers were dungeons in the Labyrinth City and other guild requests. They basically leave this city early in the morning. So, after a busy morning, I'm free.
Especially those who dare to choose and buy my potion are those who try to attack deep into the dungeon, and they have a real "toilet situation". It seems that the expensive but one-piece potion we sell at home is worth more than drinking multiple ordinary potions sold at other stores.
... why? Because it reduces the number of toilets.
Mana potions are particularly popular with women, especially among the wizards and healers who do not sweat very much in the back.
Of course there is no toilet in the dungeon, so they have to hide in a little grassy area or in the shade. It is said that it is very emotionally painful. It appeared there that the price was high but it was my potion that could recover efficiently.
It seems that a customer who bought it once shared information about the Adventurer Guild's tavern. Thank you.
Thanks to this, my studio, which originally had deliveries to the country and was not in financial trouble, not only has the stores themselves suffered from rough waves such as management difficulties, but also has a peaceful daily life.
In the bakery, Mina is busy working every day.
The classic "Fluffy Bread" is bought by neighbors, and the "Denish of the Moon" is bought by merchants and servants of aristocratic houses who have a little financial leeway.
The two varieties of daily bread are delicious smell and rarity, and people who are difficult to pass grab them.
It's quite busy in the morning and at noon, and Marcus often helps with customer service.
One of the regular "Atelier Daisy" bakeries has a grandmother who lives at the end of the road. In fact, he has an alchemical studio in his profession named Anastasia (aka Ana). It seems that there are a lot of people who have emigrated from other countries.
Small, luxurious figure with a slightly bent waist. The grey, white hair is tightened and has small round glasses on its face. A gentle grandmother with a constant smile on her wrinkled face.
It feels like "Grandma Anna's potion when a child gets fever" and is loved by the locals.
"Hello, Anna."
Mina calls out to her when she comes to the store.
"Mina's baked bread is exquisite. I'm here today."
Nico smiled and approached a shelf lined with samples of bread in the store.
"Today's vegetable bread has a rosemary flavour of chicken and potatoes. It looks delicious."
Anna was laughing with Nico, but she murmured.
"If there were cheese on this, it would be even more delicious... nostalgic"
With a slightly lonely face, he said so, and bought the vegetable bread and the "fluffy bread" one by one and went home.
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"... something happened."
Mina told me about Anna at dinner, when business hours were over.
"Cheese is very expensive in this country. I've never eaten either. I wonder if Anna-san ate a long time ago because she has emigrated...."
Cheese is made in other countries where the church has great power and the monastery has territory. Animals such as cattle and goats are pastoralised in the territory of the monastery, and the milk of the animals raised there is used as the raw material. It is also created in countries where there are farmers who carry out large-scale livestock husbandry in mountainous areas.
In our country, however, churches and monasteries do not have territory, and farmers are small. Because of this, there were no people to make it, and it was a difficult food to get.
"You looked lonely back then, Anna-san. It's always Nikoniko."
Marcus explains how Anna was doing at the time.
Let's see if we can make it with alchemy.
I have decided to look into the free time of the day tomorrow.
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Looking for a "delicious table with alchemy", it seems to be made by adding a "coagulant" to something fermented with fresh milk. The truth is, they slaughter little goats and calves and use the liquid in their stomachs as a coagulant, but that's not economical. But there seems to be an alternative.
I decided to make cheese.