Kajiya de Hajimeru Isekai Slow Life

Chapter 357: 357

The task of plowing the fields could be completed without difficulty. Even though one is unfamiliar, it is the task of three people who are proud of their strength, and the area is not that large.

So we decided to join the sowing in turn. Technically, it is the task of planting seed potatoes where we have now cultivated them.

It’s not difficult to cut the potatoes in the sprouted area, add the ash (the one I use for work as well) that I brought from the blacksmith to the incision, and then plant it, but I have to do quite a few.

Plant the gobbled and thrown potatoes out of the hemp bag, cutting them one by one. Along the way, Anne casually said with one potato in her hand.

“Can’t you eat this potato like this?

“I don’t know since I sprouted…… If I take the sprouts and the skin turns green, I think I can eat it if I take it too. It’s poisonous.”

“Eh.”

Just in case.

“I will.”

If it’s the same potatoes I know, it should be mainly buds and skins that are highly toxic.

It looks fine even if it feels cut, but it could actually be in a state that is not suitable for consumption, and it would be easier to stop it.

Helen, who was listening to me and Anne exchange, also said while planting potatoes.

“Oh, so there was the one who ate potatoes and broke his stomach”

“If you eat a lot in a poisonous state, you’ll die if you suck.”

“Really?

“Yeah. Be careful if Helen ever goes back to running mercenaries, too.”

“Okay. I will.”

I told him to be careful, but if Helen were to return to mercenary operations, it would be a battlefield there. There is not always sufficient replenishment.

Sometimes it would be, “If you don’t eat this, which way will you have to die”. In that case, I can’t stop until I eat it.

But I want you to avoid anything that can be avoided even if you have some abdominal pain.

The activity of a total of seven + two support teams (who are, needless to say, Krull and Lucy) had put an end to sowing by sundown, and the soil was sucking water and dropping its brightness.

“If the beast doesn’t stop by, I don’t know if I need a fence.”

“Right. I made it in the village.”

Others to watch out for are humans (including beasts, dwarves, elves, giants, etc.), but that wouldn’t make much sense where we dealt with it.

I don’t even think that the kind of guy who comes all the way to such a despicable spot, not even big, for a field crop…

Even though it grows all year round, it doesn’t grow enough to say, “Plant it. You can do it this evening already” on boulders. If I did, I would hesitate to put it in my mouth.

I thought about expanding the menu in the future, while getting ready for dinner this evening.

The next day, from today onwards, we will be producing deliveries again. That’s a knife today. Once you have done the morning routine all the way, heat the sheet metal in the fire floor.

“With that said, I still had Anne’s share…”

I shrugged as I watched the sheet metal get a little bit of heat and redness.

“Make?

“It’s a sign of my family. I’m not gonna make it for you.”

“Well, I’ll tour”“Yeah.”

Since Rike came to us, time hasn’t passed than I thought. Still absorbing Don and various technologies, her arms had become quite good.

Still, if you let her say, “I haven’t done that yet,” he says. My skills still rely on cheats, too, and I’m teething about not being able to teach them in an efficient way, but this is how I get them to do something with foresight checks.

Everyone in our family has a special-order level one with a knife from Eizoo Workshop.

The sharpness is too great, but for once it can be used on a daily basis, it is for personal protection and a testament to the family.

Conversely, I haven’t put anything of this level out all over the city with a knife. This is not how the technology leak works, simply because it is dangerous.

So I don’t have much opportunity to produce a bespoke level knife. Don’t miss that little opportunity, Rike peeks at the fire bed with me.

Remove the red-hot sheet metal, place it on the gold floor and shake the hammer. It’s like tapping into magic full of this ”Black Forest”. A loud noise of metal and metal bumping together sounds, and the magic that never broke through at one time, like a grain of sparkle and light, scattered around.

Not to miss it all, and next door Rike watched it without even blinking.

Beat, heat, beat, heat. How many degrees to repeat these. The shape of a knife full of magic was created. Of course, as it is, it is only “iron bars in the form of knives”.

Sharpen the magic you put in so that it doesn’t fall out, and when you put in the “engraving where the fat cat is sitting,” put it in the fire floor and heat it up.

When it gets to a good temperature, take it out and put it on the tank. It’s cold. It is suddenly hot from the side of the water. The water in the tank made a loud noise saying “ju” and got the hot air up.

Now the knife got hardness. Next up is tenacity. Feed in the wind and the temperature rises slightly, exposing the knife to the flames of the fire floor that are winding up the flames. As soon as I raised the temperature just a little, I took it off the fire.

After this, it’ll be finished, but that’s after lunch. I spoke to everyone and went on a lunch break.

After I finish my lunch, I brush the whole knife. The blade of a thinly blurred and cloudy knife gained brilliance, reflecting the flames all over the blacksmith.

“The rest is sharpened.”

Like watched the knife all the time saying “ho,” “I see,” etc. while I cracked, pasted and shredded the wood and made the sheath.

When the sheath is complete, I speak to Anne, who was working on putting iron stones in the furnace. Anne lowered the cloth she was wearing to cover her mouth.

“What?”

“Let me give you this one. It would have been nice to say this at dinner, but I think it’s better to say this sooner.”

Pass the knife in the sheath to Anne.

“Is this… a knife?

“Oh, it’s something I made for real. Be careful how you handle it because it’s going to be so fucked up.”

“Okay. But why?”

“Because it’s a sign of family. We all have it.”

“Really?

“Oh. Now that we’re family, we have to give it to Anne, too”

In my words, everyone took the knife out of their nostalgia and showed it to them. The picture scare will be all the more so now. Anne nods loudly once she sees it.

“Yes. Now you’re really family too…… thanks”

That being said, Anne was trying to hold the knife she’d given to her chest for a while.