Helping with Adventurer Party Management

"Whoa. This is amazing."

The struggle with eggs, flour and some ingredient caught in the field lasted an hour, and the late breakfast came out with a little hands-on dish.

"Huh. I wasn't just collecting bread the way I made it!

What Sarah brought out of the kitchen was a fragrant mushroom pie that was also beautifully cooked with burnt tight colors, plus a large, shaped stewed lentil soup.

"What's wrong with this mushroom?"

I got it growing in the back of the mansion.

"Come on, you're gonna be okay"

Determining mushroom toxicity is difficult for amateurs.

Quite a few of the rushing adventurers died of far-flung eating mushrooms and bellying in the open.

So the euphemism of some skilled adventurer is, don't eat outdoor mushrooms,.

"It's okay, because I've been taught to eat mushrooms in the village for a long time, and chickens were fine"

The poison taste is done, is that it?

Come to think of it, there was a cook from the previous deputy in this mansion, and even if it didn't have to be mushroom cultivation, it might have been ingenious enough not to run out of edible mushrooms.

"Sorry about that. Then you can have it."

When I give the signal, I wear a mushroom pie just because everyone was waiting for me.

"No, you feel like you've become a nobleman. I can't resist this crisp skin."

"I like this golden fabric and the volume of mushrooms that smoked oil a lot"

"Isn't it? I knew it wouldn't be the same with an oven. There's a masterpiece of stone, and it's amazing!

What was the benevolent tension surrounding the eggs until earlier?

The three of them totally continue to talk like some cooking comic strip.

Gorgogo is busy sending pies into his mouth in a heartbeat, not to mention the topic.

Every time I move my shadow and mouth, my surrounding beard is also shaking.

Well, okay. If everyone's happy, that's fine.

Feeling a little alienated, I rinsed the herbal tea.

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At the end of the meal, the table will remain a meeting to consider future territorial policies.

Around here, it's also a good place to live close to work, but if you're an ex-world company employee, you'll feel restless.

"Well, what's next?"

Kilik, who has not spoken much so far that he should only be escorted, also often speaks at recent meetings.

It won't be an egg effect either, but it's probably beginning to show the interestingness of home affairs that mouth changes the world.

"Right. We've got a plan to get the peasants to move, so all we have to do is keep working and offering."

"Right. I knew I wanted to work every day and eat a lot every day."

After the experience that you can eat if you work, I want to give you further experience that if you continue to work, you can become rich.

Fortunately, this village has a heap of work to do.

"As we have considered before, the first thing to do is to enrich the village. To this end, enriching the meals of farmers will be the first measure"

"You know, planting beans in a farmer's garden."

"That's right. The lentils for cultivation have been sorted. All we have to do is distribute it to farmers. A distribution office shall be set up in the open to record distribution records in conjunction with the Birth Register. Is there a problem?

"For now, the roster preparation is going as previously considered, so no problem. Where do you want the place?

It has been decided to leave the deputies' mansion for distribution outdoors in order to prevent the villagers' suspicious ghosts.

That said, it is a place that meets the conditions of being well visible from the surroundings, having a certain location, and being somewhat close to the mansion.

"Why don't you do it around the church? You see, the peasants who earn money have cleaned up, and if I show them something so motivated, they might get along with the villagers."

"No, I don't think that's possible. The villagers won't be able to change their attitude so suddenly."

"Right. Besides, we distribute beans to farmers for cultivation, and we don't make money to farmers, do we? I'm sure some people will envy you."

"But the earners get wheat and beans, right?

"That's right. The landowners see beans in front of them without working anything. Why don't you want to hate yourself for not getting a job rather than thanking me for it?

"... maybe so! But..."

As I thought about the cleaning the other day, three people - Paperino, Sarah and Kilik - come up with good opinions when they argue.

The perspective is balanced because it is considered on the basis of a diverse background with priests, peasants to adventurers, mercenaries to mercenaries.

Sooner than I thought, the day might come when I could hand over the operation of the territory.