I want to protect you in this hand.

Soap thrown round at lords and Dan's father, but the mass production posture was getting ready. With mass-producing formulas and equipment, high-end soap prototypes, along with popularization experiments in Merrill, and even more by the lords' wives, the basement seems to be being created in Wang Du.

He also began prototyping the oatmeal cookies he had always wanted to make, starting in the five months when stable production of veterinary fat and oatmeal was possible and he began to have free time.

Oatmeal cookies as oysters could have been done as soon as they had more beast fat and waste honey sugar. If you do it during the day, you'll soon find yourself in a threesome of adults, such as Lords and Guild Leaders,

"What a crisp feeling this is."

"I'd like to feed your wife, too."

"It's easy when you don't have time"

and was very well received. Ask Cyril, Will and Mal, as well as Maria and the customers, to try it on such a day.

But what I was thinking was the rate I could take to the dungeon, not a snack.

Of course, with storage bags, I don't have a problem with meals, but there's hardly anything like so-called portable food: can you manage to create something like a so-called cereal bar that lasts about a month, is not too sweet, and accumulates in your stomach?

Add the dried fruit, which is made a lot, not too sweet, and the oil is modestly formulated to check the sunshine. For some reason, the guild chief also comes to check it out, so the two of us research it and ask Zash and the inn adventurers to take it to the dungeon. The formula I decided on at the end of the month of Good Fight 1 or 5 did not change the flavor until the end of the month of 6. The taste is also popular. Here, important.

I wrapped this in paper marked with lamb, and sold it in the cafeteria as a souvenir of the inn, like a hot spring inn, and nibbled,

"What are you talking about? This is Alliance Depository."

I was told.

"That's my plan to make the Inn Adventurer's Famous as a Lamb Ration."

"Ha, look, you, the adventurer diving into the dungeon, what do you think he's always grabbing a tasteless black bread. Think carefully about why lamb lunch is delightful."

"But our specialty"

"Are you still saying that? Lamb Ration? Leave your name. I also do patent fees. But I'll put it at the guild store so the adventurer can buy it for anyone. It's for everyone."

"For everyone"

"For the adventurers, for the zashes, for Cyril and Will, who will eventually be adventurers"

"Cyril and Will"

"Put your hands up more! It's not just your hands you can save anymore."

……

Do you mind if I spread my hands?

"In the" surge "of seven moons for now, it's a prototype sale. Build it in bulk and serve it with lunch at the stall."

"Yeah."

Spread your hands, okay... or what?