Seiun wo Kakeru

After finishing the meal, Ages went back to his room and slept slowly in bed.

I still had an overwhelming difference in my comfort and was so asleep that I didn't dream about it.

I feel like I'm having a morning in a flash.

I want you to know.

Breakfast is also served, tongue drumming on freshly squeezed fresh milk or fluffy bread.

Each one was of high quality and very tasty.

I feel like you're the most extravagant person I've ever been out of the village.

That's all I'm going to like about this Mostri village, so there's something I can't fool around about the hospitality of a meal.

Clowns, of course, are making me such a luxury after figuring out such emotional changes.

It's a strong operation, and I don't think you can hate it.

After finishing the meal and taking a little dose, the clown said with a good smile of people.

"Well, it's time to start trading, but have you brought the merchandise?

"Yes, we are ready, focusing on specialties from the village of Siena"

"Okay. It is difficult to bring all kinds to this occasion because we deal in numerous items here. So let's take a look at the warehouse for once."

"Is it a warehouse?

"Yes. I divide the specialties gathered from each village into items. It's a roll."

It was a very large warehouse where the clowns led the Ages.

A solid brick construction, the walls near the ceiling were, surprisingly, fitted with light-grabbing glass.

This is the first time Age has seen glass on this island.

You're just amazed at this village...

Whatever comes out no longer surprises me.

Though I do, I get ready to go inside the warehouse.

It was surprisingly bright inside. I guess it's because of the glass.

The area of the warehouse was large, but because the objects were packed without gaps, there was not much room for the width that could actually be moved.

Dry goods, salt, bamboo, fur, spices and various things seemed to fit in the wooden frame or in the pot.

Where the hell did you get it from, including luxury dyes and minerals, there was already one iron violin standing in one corner.

Who the hell did you trade for?

Age could only look at the unexpected.

Every single thing in the eye is unfamiliar, fresh, and intriguing.

Fernando's eyes seemed nailed to the bricks piled by the entrance.

I'm sure you're imagining a lot of things about how to build it by now.

It was Age herself who ran for me to let me negotiate.

Shut up, and I'll have you immersed in your thoughts until you feel better.

"It's not just the type, it's the quantity."

"I will gather the specialties we deal with in each village here once and for all. It's not like we use it all. Most will be shipped to another village in the future"

"So that's how you get to the whole thing."

"That's right. All things are in short supply in all villages. That's the mission of my village."

Age confirmed with her eyes that the desired cotton was also preserved in large quantities and the seeds separately.

How are we collecting things like this when they're basically not supposed to be brought out to the outside world?

Maybe that's all it means to be trustworthy, or is the arm of negotiation awesome?

Having roughly grasped the contents of the warehouse, the Ages leave the warehouse and return to the house of the clown again.

The rented luggage carriage is loaded with Siena Village traded goods.

Its surface is covered with fur and the contents are invisible.

It's been a lot of surprises.

We have to keep this one a little bit more conscious.

"Did you confirm?

"Yeah. Talk to Fernando later and state what we want"

"So let me show you next"

"The most valuable thing this time is unfortunately not the expected iron."

"Not iron...? So what the hell is it?

"It's... here"

When I saw what Age had taken out, my expression on the clown was stunned.

That was a beautiful red cloth.

A clown takes the cloth, observes it carefully and exhales with admiration.

There will be about a meter in width alone and four meters in length.

Among the cloths made in the village of Siena, it is the size of a knot.

"This is a cotton cloth! And it's big. How much time does it take to weave all this cloth?"

"I'm going to be able to make some of this stuff in the future"

"Excellent...... Besides, this cloth is even carefully stained. Beautiful Neaca red, isn't it? In my memory, I thought Nazioni was the only one who could do so much staining..."

"The other day, I needed someone from Nazioni who was involved in dyeing, and they made it specially."

"Mm-hmm. Surely this size and the beauty of dyeing is a little hard to value. Even gems are too cheap."

In previous hand-woven ways, it is very difficult to make large fabrics.

For this reason, even when making clothes, there were many joints and many things that didn't look good.

With this cloth, for example, you can create a beautiful flag or a frontage.

Eva built the loom so she could shorten her time and make a big cloth.

And I asked Catalina to color it.

At first he seemed a little hesitant because he was going to take his hand off the dyeing job, but eventually he took it on with pleasure.

This cloth would be an effective bargaining material.

It is a dish that many people in the village have been involved in.

This cloth has the hearts and minds of the makers.

I wanted to sell it at the highest possible value.

"And this is the new alcohol we started making in our village."

"Hmm. Can I have a bite?

"Yeah. Go ahead. Please try to include just a few first. Don't be surprised."

"Yes?... Whoa! Spicy!"

Clowns also had a strong interest in distilled liquor.

The clown was sensitive to the changes in the village of Siena.

He gazed delightfully at the farm utensils, enjoyed the taste of alcohol, and smudged the cloth and praised it to his hands.

I guess its eyes are fattened by the fact that it has touched the value of things more than anyone else on this island.

He seemed to realize the importance of change much more than Age, who brought about various things.

"Now, may I close this deal?

"Please"

It was a really good deal.

Things like fish soy and honey, which are not normally available, could easily be obtained in this village.

I also got the cotton Age wanted personally, as much as was possible with a thin futon.

If we want to make it a futon as fuzzy as this village is, we need to make two or three more deals, but we can still hope for the future.

Age can't stop her expression from turning into a hockey face.

The clown, on the contrary, remained calm with a grin.

Oh, you shouldn't.

It's floating. We have to keep our heads tight.

Whether you heard Age's heart or not.

With the clown not breaking his grin, he asked Age.

"Age, apart from this deal, I have a few suggestions for you."

"What is it?

"I'm sure you understand from yesterday's story that we have a merchant army all over the island."

"Yes."

"If you don't mind, would you let me sign an exclusive contract for Mr. Age's iron products?

"What does that mean?

"The deal within the village of Siena will be at your disposal, Mr. Age. And when it comes to outside the village, we want you to wholesale everything to our village once and for all."

"Please continue"

"Yes, we don't take anything but a certain fee. For example, even if it can be exchanged at a very high cost in the distance, after deducting the commission, all of it belongs to the village of Siena."

"Then the village of Mostri will suffer unilaterally, and it doesn't make sense?

"Instead, my village can sell grace. It also enables the deals that my grandfather and father strive for, both buyers and sellers, will gain."

"Instead, we said we would wholesale all goods to the village of Mostri"

"That's right. Aren't we getting each other? The village of Siena, whatever this riverbank village is, doesn't have any handouts in the distance or in the east in the first place, does it? The village of Mostri has a proven track record so far. I know it's a no-loss story..."

Age snorts.

I see. Especially what the clown says.

Indeed, the village of Siena, until this transaction, had no relationship with anyone other than the village of Tal.

It's hard to create a new relationship, and I really can't go east in the first place.

I can't afford that much time.

Agie looked at the clown.

There's only a smile on that face.

But Age felt the laugh behind her.

"You refuse. I don't know what to think, but I can't take that suggestion."

In a grin, "Hibi" entered.