Sweet Reincarnation

Several men walk through the village.

They all looked terribly serious.

"What about building a warehouse around here?

"I feel a little too far from the store"

"No, there's not a lot of work to be done here, and we can get enough land for the workshop. Do I recommend it?

"The warehouse is more convenient closer to the store because it can be a little narrower. By the time you get to hold your big baggage in the warehouse, you can also use your hands to have a separate warehouse."

City merchant Decocco is making the most important deal right now. It's a store territory setup.

If I put it more correctly, I am discussing land that can be used as a warehouse, near the construction location of the store.

Only Decoco, who had been in and out of Mortaire territory for nearly twenty years, had a star from the beginning in the place where he built his own store. For this reason, the location of the store itself was immediately determined after consultation with Glass, who is responsible for civil engineering work relations, and Shiites, who is responsible for general internal affairs affairs.

By the main road. From the main road from the Lordship Hall, wells can also be laid on the premises. A first-class place everyone would want if Thursden grew bigger in the future. The construction of the store is progressing to the location where it is planned to be.

In parallel, we are discussing the planned construction site of the building where luggage and merchandise will be stored.

Even as a lord, inexperience precedes only the first commercial store to attract. Therefore, Shiites and casseroles respond immediately in the sense of paying close attention.

"Right. Would it be a good idea to relocate the house around here for once?"

"Who lives here now?

"You're an empty house. I was thinking of hiring a new squire at the dawn of the year. It was meant to be a rental home for them."

"More and more, I know it's quite good."

Pickle, and Decoco's ears move slightly.

If it's a house transfer, the money just happens to move. And if people were to be newly hired to move into a new home, some would need it.

Or maybe he's leaking information in anticipation of Decoco guessing it and moving.

The exploration of the belly around here is familiar every time.

"If you don't need a big warehouse for now, that's fine. I don't know, it's deco. What are you going to do with all of us?

"Hip on mortarn territory for a touch and buy wheat or beans. And purchasing salt, wood, cloth, livestock and iron products for other territories will be the pillars of the moment. After that, we're going to trade brokerage and inquiry businesses for pedestrians coming this way."

Decoco showed off his immediate business plans.

Whether it is for the Mortairn family or expectations of new industries to emerge in the future, they are also uncertain at present, and only the pillars of revenue need to be considered separately.

I buy the main products in Mortaire territory and sell them to the outside world. I buy eye-catching consumables in the outside world and sell them in Mortaire territory.

The current situation, while the population of Mortairn territory is rising on its right shoulder and demand is also increasing. This alone was expected to stabilize earnings considerably. That's why I made the decision to open the store.

He also thinks about the pedestrian counterpart's inquiry business.

The scale benefits that a pedestrian can derive from handling a variety of products in bulk are liver.

It is also the job of the enquirer industry to sell crops bought up in bulk during harvest time in Mortarn territory, etc. in small instalments to occasional pedestrians, and to make a fine profit.

"If that's all you're gonna do, you're not gonna have enough people"

"Right. I'm going to raise someone who can get a store number in a hurry, but I want to raise someone else who can handle the deal."

"Over the years, it will also come out to look for places to serve. It's about finding a good one. Later... how about you get a wife too? It'll be easier if I get a smart wife who can take care of the house?

"You don't just want Mr. Shiites to tell you that. In chronological order, you're ahead."

"Whoa, now I'm telling you."

"Because I have trained you all. I worked out pretty hard, especially for Pastry..."

"Speaking of which, I don't see a boy. Where'd you go to cause problems?

To Shiites' words, Decoco laughed bitterly.

Regarding a mouthpiece that makes it a rule that something is already going wrong somewhere. And the bitter laughter of the late, even Decoc, didn't have the ingredients to deny it.

To such a Shiites question, Casserole answered.

"Oh, he's on his way to the scouts now"

"Scout?"

"They say he's the right person for the employees at Decoco's store. Somewhat read-written, solid, and young. They say it's good, honest, and popular."

"That's about as much as I'd like to welcome you in. Who the hell are you?

"It's Sanya. See, she was mentioned as a concern by the glass once."

"Oh, you know"

"Targeting two birds with one stone seems to be Pais. I'll give you a good hand to tie us up."

"Wouldn't it at least be as expressive as the support of your dreams? He must be the Admiral's son."

"I have to make an objective assessment because he's my son. That's more than me."

"Different."

The big men laughed out loud.

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There are days every week that the villagers in Zarsden look forward to.

All this day everyone gets up early and the kids take the initiative to help the house with a groom. Older people also smile happily if they find out that today is that day.

That's baking day.

Next to the former Lordship Hall in Zarsden is a large kiln made of brick. This kiln is maintained for baking and belongs to the Lordship Mortaire family.

A kiln eats extra fuel by the time the temperature drops. Therefore, if it is to be baked, it is also more efficient to bake in bulk at a time.

However, there is only one kiln in the territory that bakes bread, so once a week, or before every celebration, the villagers pay for the firewood to bake the bread rather than have the bread dough. Some of the burned will be taxes on the landlord in the form of royalties.

The right to use the kiln is also well sequenced, and the easiest places to burn inside are used by high-calibre houses, and low-status places such as those on the edge and in front of the cauldron are assigned difficult to burn.

There is also an implicit rule that this badly baked item has been placed in the Mortairn family as a tax and lowered to the lower son of the Mortairn family.

"Well - it's hot. I don't like it anymore!!

"I can't help it because I'm on duty - hang in there."

It's the two women who are turning all the time in front of the kiln.

One says Lila.

Girl with a relaxed vibe, originally due to her habitual hair, with fluffy, loose wavy chestnut hair, combined with a slightly rounded face and a tendency to drool eyes.

The other one, Sanya.

A girl who is treated like a sister for more than a year because of her cuddly fishy eyes and slender figure.

Sixteen years old together. Lila also has a lover named her fiancée, and she is told that she will finally get married around next year. Depends on the other man's guts.

Against Sanya is still free. Those around her don't say anything about being careless, but she's refreshed for her character, wondering why she doesn't make a lover.

I've also received a confession from some people wishing to make out with them on the assumption of marriage, but I didn't feel like it in person anyway, and I was shaking it all.

These two, it was hitting the day of kiln duty today, so I worked before the sun rose, a situation where the sun was already trying to plug into Jomtien and I still say that I still work.

It's time for my body to get heavy due to fatigue.

"Ooh, thank you. You're both tired."

"Oh, Gallaghan. Put two girls to work. I'm in a good position to take a break."

"Oops. This is still a kiln job. Respect me more."

"The other way around, fool. You want me to tell Mr. Shiites that you were skipping?

"Uh-huh, that's a relief. Look, I'm gonna do this under kiln authority, so we're both gonna take a break. It's a young man's instructions to drink moisture in the meadows."

"Then I will. Oh, I think I'll have some more, but I think you should keep it new."

It was Gallaghan, who is in charge of the kiln, who spoke to the two working girls. I'm usually a rookie squire on a forest protection mission, and I wasn't skipping anything else, and it's his job to look around again.

As a teenager as well as both of us, he enjoys hanging out with younger girls and enjoying the catch ball of words.

Sanya and Lila enter the break with freshly baked bread received from Gallaghan.

This bread is a bread that is baked to confirm baking additions and subtractions and falls within the control of the kiln.

Sometimes it burns, sometimes it burns raw, and normally you can't put it in the number of bakes, but if you bake it well, it's no different than regular bread.

Naturally, it is also well sized. Horizontal width with adults spreading palms all over them. That is, from the tip of the thumb to the tip of the pinky finger, the width of those two parts. It is a large disc-shaped bread that has a diameter as wide as the shoulder width of this human being. Sometimes Pais regarded it as pizza fabric.

Though the thickness is precisely inflated, the joint of the finger can range from one minute to two minutes, but this one or two is roughly the bread that is served in a family meal. Poor houses can even be for a day.

There's a difference between families, but each bakes about twenty to forty pieces of bread the same size, making it a week's worth of bread.

Everyone agrees that freshly baked bread is delicious.

That's why today's freshly baked bread is the best of the week, and it's a reason for villagers to look forward to it.

When Gallaghan was sweating in a baton touch with two girls.

A shadow that came to the side of the kiln called out to the working youth.

"You're going to be fine."

I don't know who came, etc. Even Gallaghan can tell, because he's a familiar voice.

Seeing as he spoke, the blue-haired silver hair was still there as imagined.

"Young lady, this is another rare place. Do you want to inspect it?

"Well that's the place. What's the addition or subtraction of baking?

"It's not possible or impossible. I'm finally getting used to this job, but I'm still busy."

"Next year, I just want to get more people to follow one of my men again...... by the way, I've heard that Sanya is here, where is she?

"Oh. He's taking a break over there."

"Thanks"

Pais is looking for someone who told him what he heard.

It was only in the middle of the winter, just in the sun, and then I found two women sitting in a windless place.

"Are you both taking a break"

"Ah, Master Pastry"

"Chicken...... hello"

The women were eating a slice of bread while drinking the herbal tea from the water bottle.

As a woman of her age, there must have been some confusion in showing her cheeks. Control the two rushed windy movements, and Pace tells them what to do.

"Oh, you can keep it that way. I was on an inspection, and I just happened to tell Sanya something."

"To me?

"Yeah. I remember Sanya saying she wanted to go to the other city before. So I ask, do you still want to go?

"Huh? Uh... well, I think I'd like to go... can this be something unsavory?

"Normally, it takes the permission of the lord for the inhabitants to go to the extra territory, so if it's a story about leaving it out and going to the extra space, it can be a sin. That could be death and conspiracy in extraterritorial territory."

"Huh?!

Sanya was so surprised that her heart was about to pop out of her mouth.

Because I didn't think what I was saying was that big of a deal. It's just that I was raised to an outside world I'd never seen before.

In this world as well as in the Kingdom of God, a lord has the right to govern. It's like the top of a country, so to speak. The right of the inhabitants to be sheltered and tried under the ruling power of the Lords, as well as their property rights, is protected by the Lords. That is why the position of pedestrians and sailors who do not live in the city was considered weak.

If such inhabitants were to go to extra territory, they would need the permission of their lords, just as even modern times would require passports.

If we go to other territories without this permission, we will be treated as refugees and displaced persons. Or you could be punished for illegal entry.

Sometimes a glass with a pinch in his ear saying that Sanya wanted to go somewhere else mentioned it as a matter of concern to Caserol.

However, it was handled as no problem at that time.

"It's okay. My father is not small enough to punish me to that extent. More than that, let me show you how to fulfill that dream of yours."

"Yes?"

"The other day, Decoco is looking for employees. I recommended you there. If you are a city merchant, you also have the opportunity to go out to other territories with the Lord's will. Employees are equally likely to fulfill their dreams. What do you say, why don't you work in a new store that opens? Your parents have already convinced me."

"Really!!

A smile like a flower bud blooming open. Sanya expressed her joy all over her body.

Sanya's parents are migrating groups from the margins. Even so, he is an immigrant who responded to recruitment when he began to create a western village in the territory, where he falls into ancient stocks.

I am not dissatisfied with Mortarn territory, but I also have a longing for other territories, just because my parents know the extra territory. Such a girl was Sanya.

I knew Decoco was recruiting employees, but I didn't apply to recruit myself because my parents wanted me to succeed in the family business and because I didn't have the idea that recruiting would lead to my dreams.

"In the meantime, just go and listen"

"Yes. Oh, but that's the kiln number..."

"I have no choice but to take my place for a little while."

"Yea!! I can't let Master Pastry do that."

"I don't mind. It's part of the inspection, so you can actually experience it and see it. Come on, don't worry about the kiln number, just go."

"Yes......"

Sanya hurries to Deco, feeling somewhat sorry for the pastry.

Three people dropped it off: Lila, Glagan and Pais.

Pastry, in particular, was dropping off with a very good smile. While looking after the cage I've been holding for a long time.

"Well, would you like to do it with a kiln number as well"

"That's good, young lady, but what the hell is that?

"I thought I had something I wanted to bake, so I couldn't bake it at last. Oh, there's just enough room in the specimen bread. I'm just not free, so let's leave this behind."

"... Could it be, young lady, you were after me?

"Oh, I look forward to baking it ~"

Around the kiln, you start to smell sweet. A unique smell on the day of baking, with a fragrant smell of baking bread and a mixture of firewood smoke.

Pais sprinkled the scent with an uneasy look in his glassy eyes.