Helping with Adventurer Party Management

All of a sudden I go to the negotiations and I get to see my feet.

I started by counting the amount and type of leather that goes in and out of the leather street.

Fortunately, there's only one entrance for large carriages in and out of Leather Street.

If you keep an eye on it, you won't miss getting in and out.

Me and Sarah said we'd pay for a house somewhere we could see the entrance and rent a seat.

He began to mark the size and number of carriages entering and leaving the board.

"Hey, why would you do that?

"It's cheap, to procure good leather.

This one's an amateur in leather. If I normally go to facial roles or craftsmen.

You'll be driven back, or you'll be bored to the end.

At least we need to keep the rough numbers down here.

How many skins are brought in a day to become primitive?

What is the skin that contains a lot now, and what is the skin that is lacking?

How much drugs and salts are consumed?

In addition, there should be more material for negotiation.

Is the economy good or bad?

Are the craftsmen satisfied with their current treatment or not?

Who are the parents in trouble for money, and where are the well-armed parents?

I want to suppress such detailed information before coming to negotiations.

"Ha... that sounds tedious.

"Asshole! I brought you here to get that annoying information.

Today, we look at the whole thing, and what do we know about leather streets when we count them?

I'm going to observe to set a framework for exploring how things are going.

"What's a framework?

Sarah asks me, and now I'm pointing to the carriage that just came in.

"Look at that carriage. Normally, carriage traffic is restricted throughout the city.

Except for the Adventurer Alliance and the transport carriage that goes back and forth to Leather Street.

There would be monster (monster) skin on the carrier.

I know the type and number of products that arrive there.

Then point to another carriage loaded with barrels.

"Look at the barrels loaded in that carriage. The colors are dark, and the craftsman has skin gloves and

I would have a mouth covering. Maybe it's a treating drug.

I'm bringing in the medicine to use when processing leather.

Counting that number of barrels shows the number of skins roughly treated.

Point to another carriage leaving the street.

"That exiting carriage is a carriage bound for 2nd class neighborhood. It's very well made.

It's marked with the workshop. Probably superb material.

From a shape, is it a demon wolf? Because it's a haz that's swollen in three.

About fifteen. Probably the one that's going to be protective gear.

That's it, I look back at Sarah.

"This is how you get in and out of the carriage, the luggage you're loading, where you're going.

Count it. If you do this regularly, what is happening on leather streets

I can grasp.

If they arrive a lot and ship less, they aren't selling or lack craftsmen.

If the drugbarrels don't arrive much, it's a decision to make due to lack of craftsmanship.

Less shipments to famous workshops aren't selling, the economy should be bad.

Sarah put her arms together, and, um... and roared once,

"Aren't you thinking too much? I'll ask you!

And he jumped out and left.