The Man Picked Up By the Gods (Reboot)

Night

Mr. Serge visited the store when working hours were coming to an end.

"I heard you wanted to talk to me about Orgol today."

"Yes, let's start by reporting the current situation… We have partnered with DiNorm Magic Tools Workshop to see where we can start selling. Now we have some inventory to build by then."

Even though it's only a few months old, are we at a stage where we can start selling already?

Listen while you show me more samples of the product.

"Orgol is for nobility and the general public."

"Yes, Orgol for the nobility, as you can see, incorporates magic tools in the decorative boxes. This decorative box was to be ordered specifically from the boxmaker to match the motif and material requirements."

It's going to be a luxury item. The boxes are specially ordered, which reduces Mr. DiNorm's burden.

For the general public, by contrast, there were other small wooden boxes with baking marks on the surface, which were not particularly decorative. This one seems affordable.

"Looks like order production for nobility, and is it from this general public that you start selling?

"I don't know. We are ready to sell to the aristocrats at the Chamber of Commerce, but Orgol for the public sees the next inaugural festival as a place to unveil itself"

"Does that mean at the store?

"Yes. The music used for Orgol has recently been offered by a well-known bard on condition that Orgol include the name and first name of the music. A group of travelers led by the bard, the" one semroid ”, will be entertaining at Giml, so we are on the stage of selling Orgol."

I'm using Orgol quickly...

"You want to hear it. Where are you performing?

"I need to talk to you about one thing."

On the day of the festival, if anything, it was an offer to use the shop as a playground and the compartment used for crime prevention training (almost empty space) as a venue for the performance.

... it would be better to hear the views of others on this matter as well.

Put a no in Mr. Serge and call Mr. Callum and Mr. Faye, the head of the caution stick, to explain the situation.

As a result of the conversation between the two of them, the use of the vacant land is fine, and the dressing room is a dorm vacant room, not a store. We were able to agree on the condition that it would be normal but not enter anywhere else.

"Thank you for your cooperation. Now we can have a good report over there too. We will be back to say hello as soon as they arrive, as we plan to arrive in Gimru in about two weeks."

This is how my conversation with Mr. Serge came together.

And I'm going home. When I dropped him off to the surface and went back to the store.

"That? Didn't you make any strange noises?

"The kitchen, sir. I'll take a look, yo."

Mr. Faye is on his way quickly.

"Sound...... did you?

"Because it was a really small sound"

I was talking and Mr. Faye came back.

"The owner, there are barrels in the kitchen that smell strange. Mr. Sherma, it's empty without knowing it, and I think I'll see you again, sir."

"A barrel that smells strange?... Ah."

Shappaya I got. It's food, so I put it in the kitchen, and it stayed there...

"I'm sorry, I put that down. With the preserved food I received..."

"The shopkeeper's? Then hurry, or they'll dump you."

I can throw it away!? I'm sorry about that, Mr. Mordo!

"Excuse me for a second!

Turning to the kitchen, the barrel of Chappaya was at the hands of Mr. Sherma, who looked up and was about to be put into the trash.

"Stop!!!

"Yikes!? Manager, what's going on?

"Mr. Sherma, I'm sorry, that's the preserved food I got. It stinks, but it's not rubbish."

"Oh, oh. Were you? Sorry about that."

"I'm the one who forgot to tell you, because I'm going to deodorize you now."

Cover the barrel and remove the bad smell from the kitchen with Deodorant.

The work will be finished in no time with what I'm used to.

"Done"

"Thank you. But can you really eat that...?

Mr. Sherma said he couldn't believe it. Sure the smell is intense. I have bad odor tolerance, and I've been able to eat this hand since my last life, so I'm fine... but it'll be tough on people I'm not used to.

"When they eat, they wash it with water once, rinse off the smelly liquid, and then eat it. If you told me that would alleviate it to some extent, I was talking...... would you like to try it?

"I'm interested as a cook... you're going to butt in a bit..."

Seems like a lot of shock when you accidentally open a barrel. He seems to recall the smell of being straight and smelling, with wrinkles between his brows.

... Wait? It has already been demonstrated that Deodorant can handle the smell of Chappaya's liquid. Then why don't you soak the chappaya once in Deodorant's liquid?

"Can I give it a try? I'll tie the line and do it in there."

I'm the manager, but it's Mr. Sherma who runs the kitchen. It's also in the process of finishing dinner, and I gave her full permission before experimenting... and started cooking.

First, remove the chappaya from the barrel to the larger bowl. I thought I was softer, I kept my shape so tight. Line it up, it's almost like opening a small fish. Ask Deodorant to go there and get the deodorant out until the whole thing is thoroughly soaked.

"Why don't we just do it in about 10 minutes"

Ten minutes later.

Remove the chappaya from the liquid and wash it with loose momentum running water to avoid breaking down. It's not toxic to Deodorant's liquid, but be careful with water magic so it doesn't leave any dirt...... whoa, it doesn't stink!

The smell of the body washed away is close to odorless compared to the first. What about the taste?

Try to broil and eat in the fire.

If you bite it, it just scratches, and the mature fish's umami stains out. I was also thinking about the possibility of the flavor dropping, but it's good enough.

But I also feel the smell of the liquid is staining again along with a bit of yummy... what do you think? Do you want to extend the time you can wear it? Either your nose is paralyzed, or you have bad odor tolerance. Either way, I'm fine, so I'm not sure.

"Mr. Sherma, the smell has disappeared a lot. What about this?

"Oh, that's true. Then one.... Hmmm... I knew it smelled a little"

"Really..."

"But it's a lot of progress compared to the first. The smell and spiciness at first was to the extent that this smelled a little unpleasant, and the deliciousness is delicious to taste properly. Wouldn't it be preferred if cooked with herbs or something, not alone?

Does that smell like it could be solved? Then Jija...... is not on hand. No herbs either.

... yes, let me use that semi.

I get one bag of semi on the second floor and squeeze the oil out with alchemy. This is the only oil that has a unique aroma, but it seems to strengthen the aroma even more when heated. Lay thinly on a frying pan and set on fire.

... the fragrance is getting stronger and stronger! Put in the shappaya that has removed the odor. If one side burns, flip it over and the other side. I tried baking it until both sides were crisp.

"Did you do it?

"Yes. What do you think?

"...... eh. Hey, you're less concerned about the smell than before. Looks good for meals and booze snacks."

Taste is a problem......?

"... what's wrong with you?

"Oh, no, the..."

"Smells nostalgic!

"I'm here to see ~"

When I felt my gaze and turned around, my three earning daughters stood at the entrance.

"Semissa tastes like our hometown, so follow"

"This smell gives me an appetite!

"I see."

"Store manager - is that dinner today?"

It was an experiment...

"Fine. Shall I add one more dish?"

So the experiment is over.

As a result, there were more dinners today.

After dinner.

Even today Mr. Sherma's food was simple and delicious. Besides, the chappaya, which was just baked in sesame oil, was also accepted by all the employees we had together. The odor removal from the deodorant solution appeared to be an effect surface.

On the other hand, I also find it slightly unfortunate that I should have bought more then when I discovered a new way to use deodorant liquid. Food is essential for people to live. If it's a savory food that can be eaten deliciously, I don't care how much it costs...

"Go ahead, Store Manager"

"Thank you"

Mr. Jane prepared Dante (Tampo) coffee after dinner. Everyone else has their favorite beverage in one hand and spent a neat after-dinner.

"Humph"

... And Jane's in a good mood. Same goes for the other two...... were you glad you used so much of your hometown ingredients?

Ask me, there's some of that, but there seems to be an overlap of daytime stories.

"When I thought that everyone in the village might be able to hire me at this store..."

"Oh, of course it's okay to fall apart at the branch. Look, isn't this a safe place to work? We're earners too, but I'm starting to worry about the other kids when I can afford to work..."

"Besides, if our village stays the way it is, more kids may make more money in the future. If only we had one safe working mouth at that time, we'd be so relieved."

"I see..."

"Ma, the best thing is that crops sell!

"Right. Then we can all live together again."

"Such delicious ingredients. To throw it away, don't hold it, sir."

"I can't think in our country, yo."

Mr. Faye and Mr. Leelyn have also joined the conversation.

"What kind of things do you two eat in your country?

"Our country is stapled by“ mien ”. The wheat flour is trimmed with water, like bread. But don't bake it. I can put it in soup, sir.“ Leemien "when elongated and“ Permien "when thinly extended. There are many different ways to eat and names yo"

Mien...... noodles? When I hear Mr. Faye explain, that's what it looks like. Is the soup closer to the aquarium?

"Interesting ~"

"What kind of flavor is a foreign dish..."

"Interested ka, Mr. Sherma? Next time if you like, I'll make yo"

"Oh, Mr. Leelyn, are you okay?

"It's been a long time since I've wanted to eat, too, sir. Ingredients are wheat flour and water. Just some soup left. All our countries are poor. I don't need any special ingredients, so it's okay, sir."

It's starting to sound kind of fun.

"... Do you even want to do it at the store?

"What?"

"Mr. Callum?

When I suddenly wondered what I was going to say, I brought up a story with Mr. Serge.

"There's no harm in just lending the premises, but it's up to me to hope I can have something to gain here anyway. Offer exotic snacks to guests watching a single performance. If people can have a place to stop their legs and an eye-catching item, I'm sure someone would be interested in buying one. At the festival, the purse strings are loose, and if you don't, if you're inspired to interact more with local residents, you'll make money."

Mr. Callum... even if you can think of it at first, you seem to have a firm plan.

I have the funds because my business is in good shape. I may be able to restore some of the money I've made so far... and I think it's one way to enjoy the festival...

"What do you say? Gentlemen."

If you're going to run a store, you can't just me and Mr. Callum.

If only we could get the help of the others.

"... if you want to do it, I'll help. I... have no business."

Unsurprisingly, Mr. Dolce opened his mouth first.

I thought I was trying so hard to keep a diary, but were you listening?

"I've never had experience opening a festival, but it's fun to get a large crowd to eat food. If the customer says it's delicious, it's still good."

Subsequently, Mr. Sherma is also concerned about the ride.

"Just like normal business, you can make time to look around the festival by splitting the person in charge in time."

"Mm-hmm... I don't even have any money left to play with for a day - wouldn't that be good?"

"Agreed sir"

"Same opinion as my daughter yo"

"Me too. Ah! Deputy manager, can we use our village wheat for that ingredient?

"We have to create an environment that is suitable for preservation...... if the quality isn't getting worse, it won't be a problem. What's that?

"If I put this wheat in the store, my customers might be interested to hear what wheat it is from."

"What are you talking about?"

"Haha, I knew it. But I agree. Sounds interesting."

Mr. Fina continued, who looked like that to Mr. Jane.

Now it's unanimous. But we're opening the store! Instead of, why don't we just leave the store? It feels fluffy. This is happening in the course of the story, so when it comes to having no choice, I can't help it.

"Then research into the prototyping of dishes to be served at the store and the cost of ingredients. Morgan, rooting for the Chamber of Commerce, etc. … shall we begin the necessary checks tomorrow"

If you still feel like opening a store afterwards, let's decide to open a festival.