"Here, take it"
Sora took the pinned coin with a stuck face.
"Is this a big copper coin?
"Oh, that's your share today"
Even Sola, who lived in a village in the back of the mountain, knows about the type of coins.
I had little chance of actually touching it, though.
There are fifty pieces of copper coin, which will be one medium copper coin, and one large copper coin for a hundred pieces.
Five more big copper coins, one half silver coin, ten silver coins converted.
Silver coins will be one gold coin in forty pieces, and one white gold coin in two hundred pieces of gold coins, but it is a world entirely marginal to ordinary people around here.
According to Thor's story, the daily wages of daily workers in this city averaged two large copper coins.
Apparently, the Adventurers Bureau's new receptionist's monthly salary is about ten silver coins.
If you are single and have a minimum life, can you manage to spend a year with a single gold coin?
"Can I have it?
With her eyes shining, Sola hurries to look around.
There were stalls lined up all over the square, crowded with people trying to make dinner easier.
"When you get home, there's dinner for the landlord, so keep it that way."
"Okay -! That's about it."
Hot air, including intense flavors, rises from stalls lined with large pans.
Over there, the baked sausage stabbed in the skewers is cooked tightly, and there is also a fragrant smell of fried potatoes.
Green meat, along with the smell of crushed garlic, makes a juicy noise on the iron plate, beside which sweet fried confectionery catches the passersby's attention.
At the stall table where he drinks, the sound of hitting a wooden jock along with the sound of a toast was echoed.
Sora, who watched as she ate the look, looked back and grinned as she swallowed the gokuli and raw spit.
"Hey, Tor, what do you want to eat?
"Right, how about that?
Tor pointed with his jaw at a stall where meat from a pointed beak cut into bites was stabbed and roasted on a wooden skewer.
Because of the sauce mixed with honey, the sweet and sour aroma is overflowing.
"Sounds delicious! Yeah, let it be."
Sora, who nodded loudly, rushed to the stall early on, began to carefully indulge in the skewers arranged on the net.
And I nominated three skewers that I liked, and when I finished accounting, they came back with bouncing footsteps.
"Oh, my God, Tor."
"You eat three bottles?
"No, not anymore. Yes, uh."
To Sola offering a hot skewer, Tor scratches gently under his chin before opening his mouth in notion.
Sora also happily hit her skewer as she glimpsed the toil that chewed her mougu.
"Hey Hii! What's this? You're so soft."
"It's been a while, but you haven't lost your taste. The other one, you know the landlord?
"Yeah, it's a souvenir! But it's amazing how delicious it is to have two copper coins."
"Right. Look, did you notice anything?
To Thor's inquiry, Sora's big eyes twirl as she flaunts the skewers.
"Oh, if you look closely, you're just a meat dish. Plus, they're all cheap!
"Um, meat is easier to get here."
In this city, where adventurers bring back defeated monsters every day, meat is a very inexpensive ingredient compared to others.
On the contrary, arable land was restricted to places to avoid the effects of temper, and vegetables and fruits were expensive.
Likewise, wheat is expensive, and soft white bread and the like fall into the luxury category.
But it is also said that because of this carnivore's main life, the adventurer's health has become very good.
Apart from that, the increase in the price of vegetables and wheat, which has been going on for the past year or so, can be for other major reasons.
Because of the fall of the border town of Bossaria, which was north of this city.
The city where the monsters pushed over was broken down the walls, and all the inhabitants who had missed the escape were killed.
The place where the city was was turned into a sanctuary, and all the neighboring farmland was covered with disgust.
Not only has the production base been reduced as a result, but the transportation route has also become a significant distant feather and its cost has been multiplied.
"Well, I'd love to eat meat, but the high vegetables are pretty tough."
"... When I was in the village, I rarely ate meat."
"Yeah, maybe I'll be happy when I think about it"
Sola, who also smiled, put up a skewer and made her turn to make a small leap.
Then he suddenly stops and begins to explore the pockets of his robe with gossip.
"Yes, this was just a change"
"No, it's your dime. I told you to use it as you please."
"I can't use it this much, and I'll give it back to Tor"
"No, don't worry, I've got all the money I need."
Thor himself doesn't have much appetite.
I planned to save all my money today and spend it on party expenses.
The expense is also unnecessary because it can be fixed with < restore > for the cost of repairing weapons and protective equipment, which has accounted for the majority of the previous earnings.
There will be no switching to new equipment or haste with goblin opponents.
However, that (...) monster that stands in the way ahead has no winning eye in the wooden sword first, so it is about to be replaced by an iron sword around it.
And then there's the rent payment, which is one silver coin a month.
If this is the same price in this city, I can only rent a small room with just a sleeping area.
That's more than three times the size, and some ingredients need to be served, but with three meals.
Besides, Tor just told me this morning that he would sneak up on Yuryl and leave another room open because the rent is fine to put aside.
There's no way a man or woman of his age can wake up in the same room, it seems.
"If I make a little more money, I'd like to buy demon stone gear for my landlord"
"What, is that glowing?
"Some of them boil water."
Not enough light and heat to make it as bright as midday or used for cooking in general, but still a fairly convenient substitute.
Besides, the Tors today can get more Demon Stones, so they can float as much fuel as they want, such as beast fat and firewood.
"Is it expensive or something?
"Mostly, cheap, but about five silver coins."
"Ugh, so much?... Oh, yeah!
Sora, whose face suddenly came up with something, stretches her back and puts her mouth to Thor's ear.
"If I healed someone who got hurt or something, wouldn't I get paid?
"You better stop that. Treatments are part of the Temple of Therapy."
It is an act of intense blasphemy against Aruria, the water god who conducts healing, that an unqualified human being receives the price at will to treat him.
That is what the priests of the Temple of Therapy say.
I can't help but say that the cost to technology and skills is also involved in the problem of a lot of allowances and medical fraud carried out by unqualified physicians.
So I'm not even willing to rough up the territory around it like this in Tor.
Rather, it is the best place to stay away from.
If Thor's < restoration > were to be known to the priests, it would not be possible for him to be confined to the temple basement for the rest of his life and simply use his skills.
"And it's tough to make money fixing tools."
Likewise, the repair of broken weapons and protective equipment is also pregnant with considerable danger.
This is a territory such as the blacksmith union or the leather craftsman union.
You may not find out if it's a little bit, but when the money gets involved, it's going to be a rumor.
If it brightens up that you got your hands on a plate at their table, you could easily be stripped of your adventurer credentials, etc.
The city is made up of adventurers in the power of God and the chambers of commerce that support it, and therefore it is almost impossible to start doing business.
Most of all, there's no way to dive through it.
Thor thought of the faces of two or three acquaintances.
"Well, making money is a lot of money, too. Yeah, I knew I'd give this back, Tor."
"Don't make me say it again and again. It's money I wouldn't have made without you. Besides, you're a girl, and you've got everything you need."
< Stagnation > If it was inside, she would sit still on the costume rack, but now it doesn't work either.
Thor was around, but I knew as much as a woman needed something small.
After nodding happily many times to Thor's words, Sora pocketed the coin.
"Thank you, Tor"
"Tell me when you're short. Don't be shy."
"Yeah! Well, good luck from now on, Wagamama. That's what men like, isn't it?
"No, you're too extreme. Make it as good as it gets."
"Because of the value of a man, Grandpa was there."
"Damn, that grandfather. Look, we're leaving before the skewers get cold."
Encouraging Sola to eat the last skewer unexpectedly, Thor was remembering that there was only one thing he wanted.
Small land.
One tree, as long as it's just big enough to plant.
By the tree wearing the white flowers that I liked, Sola's grandfather must be able to sleep in peace.
Thor was only thinking back a few nostalgic days as he followed his way home alongside the girl.