The meal consists of baked sausage, mashed potatoes and salad.

The rest was a simple thing called cheese on bread.

Isaac wasn't the only one with this, and the others were clapping it out a little.

Because I thought Dwarves would serve more elaborate dishes.

(He said he liked to make things, so I guess the food was second to none...... I wish I was bloated)

Isaac thought about the reason for the light dish.

If you don't think about it that way, it was too easy to serve Isaac and the others as a welcome dish.

Hit the sausage with no mustard or anything on first.

"Good."

My voice leaks unexpectedly.

Spices and herbs condensed in sausage are delicious enough without having to wear mustard or anything else.

"Do you like it?

Asked what Sieghardt thought, Isaac nodded back.

"The sausage will have the characteristics of the person who made it. It's especially powerful. Well, the others taste the way they look. Try it, everyone."

"True, delicious"

The other kids ate the sausage as recommended by Sieghardt.

Everyone praised them for being "delicious".

Isaac also hands on mashed potatoes.

(Yeah, it's just mashed potatoes)

- Mashed potatoes with no weirdness whatsoever.

But that's good.

It has a mediocre taste and works well as an accompaniment to a sausage with a strong personality.

This much is just better than all dishes exhibiting a strong personality.

I'm relieved to be eating.

(Well, cooking is a form of making things (...). It's not weird to have a Dwarf who likes to cook)

They are not dividing their diet as "just a means to nourish".

"How can I make ingredients I'm used to eating delicious," I guess I'm working on it with a sense of improvement.

Just baked sausage feels delicious on top of this.

An elaborate meal is good, but these simple dishes aren't bad either.

Isaac also liked it enough to ask for a replacement.

"Will you call the chef?

Unexpectedly, I say that.

One day it was one of the words I wanted to say, so I decided to use it on this occasion.

A waitress, not knowing it was a little adventure, immediately called the cook.

"Is there a problem?

"No, there's no problem. It was delicious. I'd just like to give you a chip if it's true, but I'm just here and I don't have a goat. So I think I'll give you one present. Norman, bring your bag here."

"Yes!"

Norman came to Isaac as he rattled his big bag.

Out of the bag, I took out one long and one short.

At the same time, Sieghardt embarks on a great deal of himself.

"Well, I don't know if I'd give you this instead of a chip,"

Isaac rattles a "U" shaped object in his hand.

- That was a thong.

A shaped object that has only shortened the garbage scissors.

Pass it to the chef and he moves with the kacha in his hand too.

"It's a tool called thong, so it's convenient to split the salad."

"I see, not bad"

I can see the use of thong at a glance.

"It's something to pinch," he claims by appearance.

The chef seemed happy that he had got a handy tool as well.

"What, what? You're giving that stuff to Dwarf?

"Isn't that exactly what you don't have?

"Stop it."

"I'm embarrassed."

But Paul and the others deny the thong to their mouths.

Compared to the dishes I just used, the tongs Isaac gave me are clearly inferior in quality.

I had no idea it was like giving it to a Dwarf opponent.

"Isaac, there is, isn't there? You have my share, don't you?

But Sieghardt denied the idea.

I ate into the thong that Isaac brought in.

"Of course I am."

Isaac takes one out of his bag and gives it to Sieghardt.

Finally, I also gave it to a friend to watch the thong.

Their reaction was subtle.

Being a nobleman's younger brother, I can't help but wonder what a thong is worth.

But Sieghardt reacted differently.

"That's just great. Isaac knows very well."

Sieghardt exhales a sigh of admiration.

He stared at the thong with woot eyes so much that he forgot to put "kun" on it.

"Uh, what do you mean?

I don't know why Thong would be happy, so Raymond asked Sieghardt why.

Sieghardt has a full smile all the time saying, "You've listened so well".

"This is not a big technology in itself. But Isaac's a great idea."

Sieghardt is the handheld part of the thong.

Crawl your finger to the part where you're drawing the curve.

"If I were going to make it, I'd make it with a spring on two boards. When that happens, it takes a lot of work to make a spring. We'll have to make a place to attach the spring, and we'll need fittings to secure the two plates. But it's not what Isaac's been making. The material used for spring was used to perform the required function by simply folding the elongated plate. It's amazing to bring something of this shape that could be the final evolutionary shape that saved us extra time."

"Oh yeah..."

Raymond was in the mood for a quick sieghardt.

Sieghardt was not satisfied with the reaction.

"Even though it would be convenient to have it, it just pinches things. Who gives a lot of money to something like that? Save artisans time by reducing man-hours. Reduce prices by saving time. Isaac maintains functionality while maximizing mass productivity and making it easier to spread at low prices. It's not just a new thing. This extremely thoughtful tool already has a functional beauty that can be described as a kind of work of art."

Sieghardt cheeks on the thong.

Isaac was also pulling on this.

"How did Isaac come up with this?

"I thought it would be a hassle to use two large spoons to split salads or something. When I went to Elf Village, I thought it would be easier to look at the chopsticks and grab these ingredients."

"Chopsticks."

Stop cheeking and stare as you move the thong.

He knows about chopsticks, too.

Except that the fundamentals are connected, they do move similar to chopsticks.

The difference would be whether it's easy to handle and can grab a lot of stuff.

"The answer to make a prototype dozens of times and get to the end of a trial and error. Isaac is really fat to teach you that. There's a railroad this time, and I don't know how to thank you."

"Oh, if that's the case, I need a favor."

Isaac told Sieghardt about the sword and shield Elias asked him to do.

While exploring Sieghardt's reaction, taking care of the words not to distract him.

"Fine."

"It's okay!

His answer was as light as cooking.

"Not wanting to sell weapons means not wanting to sell spears or swords in hundreds or thousands of copies. No problem selling small quantities as gifts"

"Yes, it was."

On the Dwarf side, he thinks, "I hope it's not enough to be used for war".

I'm flattered to say that I've been in the mood to negotiate since I got in the mood for a gift.

Even if you don't use trump cards, you might be able to admit your gunpowder demands unexpectedly.

But Isaac wanted to take a little nap before he did.

"We'd also like to buy a sword for a souvenir and go home, can I buy some?

"Sure, fine. Let me present you as a sign of friendship."

Isaac's friends are delighted to hear Sieghardt reply "I did it".

A boy of his age, after all.

Glad to have a Dwarf sword.

I was glad I was able to bring home a good souvenir, not just sightseeing.

"In the first place, there are also royalties for ideas you have to pay Isaac. I don't know because I don't have the material on hand, but it was about 200 million goats."

"Two hundred million!

I was surprised when Paul and the others shouted out loud.

I heard about Isaac selling in laundry scissors and stuff, but I didn't think it was making that much profit.

But Isaac wasn't surprised.

I've heard stories about laundry scissors selling before, and I've heard stories about small items that housewives thought were a big hit in their previous lives.

Even if it doesn't look good, if the number sells, it makes more money.

- I made a fortune on the idea product this time.

For Isaac, even though he earned it, it was a feeling to that extent.

Sometimes I honestly wasn't happy because I just puked on other people's ideas that someone had made in my previous life.

"Is that just the Rudolph Chamber of Commerce amount?

"No, including what I collected from other chambers of commerce. But I have receivables, and while I'm collecting them, I can sell them. At least, if you move to Neuizen, you won't have to do anything to live in the future. I envy the idea that springs up."

"It's a coincidence, coincidence"

Isaac humbles himself, but the idea was originally familiar.

I even felt void somewhere because it wasn't something I really created on my own.

I decided to change the subject dramatically in order to blow up that void.

Of course, it also affects what you were interested in.

"After dinner, it's good to go to a store that handles weapons, but can't you go check out the salt mine for a second? I can't help but wonder what kind of mining you're doing with gunpowder."

"Fine, but we'll do it tomorrow because it's dangerous without an adult companion. And I'm not selling gunpowder."

…………

Isaac solidified with a smile.

No way, I didn't expect him to say no so far on a straight ball.

Unlike earlier, Sieghardt's attitude appears to have hardened.

Sieghardt places a small bag on the table that was lowered to his waist.

"Isaac showed interest in gunpowder before. We also checked to see if there were any uses other than mining. While I was checking to see if I could use it for war, I found out that gunpowder in a bag about this size would blow up the arms of heavily armored armor. Maybe we want to be ready for a war with the Dwarves, but don't worry, we're not going to argue with you. So you don't even need gunpowder."

Sieghardt smiles and speaks in a calm voice trying to reassure Isaac.

But Isaac thought it wasn't.

(I don't intend to use it on Dwarf opponents. But I can't help but think so...)

- Means to counter Dwarf's heavy armor.

It was thought to be just a magic or dwarf weapon.

The discovery that gunpowder will be a new means of attack will make it harder to obtain than ever before.

I just said I showed interest and didn't think I could think that far.

(No, you're interested... It's important to show interest. thats a hint)

As a matter of course, Isaac reiterated the matter here.

And I realized one thing.

(Sieghardt is interested in me. You said earlier you weren't (...) willing to argue with me)

Isaac smiles at Sieghardt.

Because I realized it could be a breakthrough.

"Mr. Sieghardt. Can't you two talk while everyone's eating dessert?

To Isaac's offer, Sieghardt shall be niggered.

Maybe it's what he wanted, too.

"How about in a private room there?

"I don't mind. Norman, give me an example blueprint."

Isaac received the trump card from Norman.

I don't know what this will do, but depending on how you take the story, you might get what you want.

At least, I don't need the kind of amount that fights Dwarves.

Because if you can use it in one phase where you decide to win or lose in a showdown.

Isaac and the others try to enter a private room adjacent to the dining room.

Norman was about to come in with me, so Isaac stops him.

"Why?

"This is a discussion between children. Norman, eat dessert with everyone."

"But..."

"Fine, fine."

Isaac tightened Norman out of his private room.

(From here on out, children talk to each other. But it's an important discussion that we took a step in)

Norman doesn't trust Isaac as much as he reports his actions to Morgan.

I couldn't have let you be present for discussions with Sieghardt.