The Too Many Summonings from Japan Have Caused the Goddess to Flip Out

"Speaking of which, can I sell spices so cheaply?

"Is that what Mr. Jouzou says?"

While returning the product, I didn't have the soba noodles that I had made for luxury when I delivered them - Mr. Mizuna.

Some foreigners don't like the sound of Japanese soba, but Dwarves don't care that much.

"I'm probably misunderstanding you because you know so badly about spices, Mr. Jouzou. Spices are quite precious this way, but they're not a substitute for popping eyeballs like the medieval times on Earth."

But what I used to pick up was worth a lot of money.

"Oh, that's what's bothering me."

"Holy shit!?

Mr. Jouzou gives a surprise when he finds out he was fooled now.

I can't help it because there's no way I know market prices in different worlds or anything.

Incidentally, as Ms Miina has said, spices, especially pepper, were even said to be precious and traded for the same amount of gold in ancient and medieval Europe on Earth.

If you take pepper with RPG, where a world map resembles Earth, it gives way to the boat, not just because the king is gourmet, but based on that kind of historical background.

"Even so, Mr. Jouzou isn't the only one who's been annoyed. Spice relationships are normalized when one chamber of commerce monopolizes buying and selling, ignoring actual costs and costs and plucking them at high prices."

"Huh. So if the Wetterhahn Chamber of Commerce was selling spices on a different route, even if it was the original fair price here, wouldn't you be resented?

"I didn't sell it at the right price. It's the wrong one, so I found out. It's this one."

"Wow..."

If you resent him, don't just say resentment. Don't pull on Mina for making a manly statement about what happened to this kid and what happened to him.

Maybe it's because of Afro-sama's unwanted protection. It's because I bought all my love and hate.

"Well, even if we're going to crush it, we want to make sure that the place where the spices can be grown is valuable."

"I said I'd crush it."

I wonder why women who know themselves are afraid...... Mr. Jouzou worried that they are just strong people.

The other world is still peaceful today.

Meanwhile, Takatenhara.

"Tsukuyomi. They can easily make hot spring eggs in the microwave."

"If my sister did it, she'd blow it up."

"Don't do it," she said to Amateras, sparkling her eyes. Never do it, "said Tsukuyomi, who waits.

Hot spring eggs are delicious. I don't have a choice.

"Isn't that a promise of bad eggs and cooking in the microwave? Where did you come from?"

"'Cause it's written here."

"I'm writing. And finally, 'Caution because if you overheat it, it will burst'."

Master Tsukuyomi calmly returns looking at the internet page that Master Amateras has shown me.

In fact, for microwave hot spring eggs, some recipe sites say seriously, "If you overheat it, it bursts," so if you're going to imitate it, be careful.

I tried the author as well, but when I tried to eat the candy straight from the cup, it was hotter and burned than I expected.

"Well, it's unlikely to explode just without a shell, and an explosion would be less powerful,"

"It would! That's why it's good. I want to try it and I want to try it."

"Ha. I don't mind if you're under Toyoke Hime's supervision."

That's how Amateras-like spa egg making started.

Though peeking into the microwave, the soothing Tsukuyomi and Toyokehime are like Amaterasu, who trembles in freckles every time a heated egg makes a pong sound.

Even today the high heavens are peaceful.