Why don't you build a village on top of the world tree

Finishing my routine watering and watering the fields, I went back to my office.

How many more beds do you have? It's the fourth year. There is no New Year.

Slightly, I feel a nibble on my face, but let's just ask for forgiveness today.

Sit at the desk in the office and get the books out.

"Uh-huh."

Not me. It is Melmie's bedtime speech. He slept twice on the couch.

Richay came out of the kitchen and, as usual, he just brewed me tea when I was confident that this was all I could serve.

"Wake up Melmie?

"You don't have to wake me up because I'm dreaming of happiness -"

"Oh, Amane, you can't do that."

"Let's Wake Up"

Richay, who moved faster than I said, rocks Melmie. It was heartless or abusive.

Melmie squeaks dissatisfied as she rubs her eyes awake to Richay.

"... I was almost there"

Let's not ask what.

Drink some tea and straighten it out, turning the books.

"What was the sale yesterday?

Eggs and fertilizer taken from rum birds in the village of Tacax were shipped yesterday.

A pedestrian came and bought it, but this was quite a sale.

Thirty ram birds have been successfully bred today. When I bought it last year, it was ten, tripled, equal to the number of villagers.

Since the villagers do not eat eggs every day either, they decided that this number was sufficient, but from now on they may also wish to increase their exports a little more in view.

Now, the key sales are:

"Six eggs, three iron coins."

The market for lamb bird eggs is one iron coin per thirty pieces.

Since there are no villages or towns around the village of Tacax where eggs can be exported, eggs would have been sold at an increase of 50% of the market.

"Add to this the profit of fertilizers with egg shells and the portion of village crops, at least four hundred iron coins. I knew fertilizer was expensive."

Whimpering as I filled out the books, Richay nodded.

"Something that's not sold around here. It's not like the harvest is going to change dramatically, but I'm using a bit of good fertilizer, and it's a big selling complaint that I can use."

"Our vegetables were also valued at a 20% increase in that selling complaint. It would also affect the high numbers."

Fertilizer sells 300 iron coins. It's a lot of added value because the leaves made by rotting the leaves of the world's trees are about two hundred and fifty iron coins in the same amount.

on the books and calculate for the month.

Thanks to the lamb birds, we can now rely on eggs for protein sources, dramatically reducing meat purchases, and it is also readable from the books that we have reduced the need for new purchases because we have a whole range of clothing as well.

In short, village spending decreased dramatically.

If you add egg sales for this month, etc.

"of twenty iron coins...... black"

Recalculate twice and be sure that there is no mistake and make it into words.

"Congratulations on achieving your first black!

Long live Richay, Melmie.

Four years after the establishment of the village, it was the first blackout.

It was a long time. If I could black it in three years, I would have thought it would be sweet. But I'm proud to say that achieving blackout in four years is a pretty amazing story.

I believe this is a big step, although it is twenty iron coins. I want to believe it.

"Now you won't be able to see everyone's dark face at regular management briefings."

Melmie throws herself out on the couch and tells her to be relieved.

It was four years after the deficit.

With initial funds from fifty jade coins, a public and private building will be built with thirty jade coins as soon as they are established.

Two jade coins were used to make the fields, adding more villagers and securing manpower, into a thirty person system.

In order to eliminate the lack of funds, he sold the warthog material obtained by hunting Beaant with the warthog hunter Billows, and also obtained funds for eighteen pieces of jade.

With the cost of food for thirty villagers at just under one jade and five hundred iron coins each year, we built seventeen houses, including offices, keeping each person's house to no more than two jade coins per house.

One piece of jade coin and 500 pieces of iron coin were also softened by the purchase of lamb birds.

Me and Richay, Melmie still live in the office.

Still, it is in black.

"What's the current remaining funding?

"Five pieces of jade. Twenty iron coins for five grand, plus this month's profits."

"Abou. Just in time."

I'm weak, too. I keep my body in the chair.

I can't really say I can still afford it. It's in a state of business, but the village already has fields and a breeding shed, where meat and vegetables are self-sufficient, and the building will also be built with all the brand new stuff within four years and won't need to be repaired for a while, etc.

"Beginning this month, could it take the form of more black bars every time you sell lamb bird meat or eggs?

I'd like to think so.

As a village, I don't have anything that I will need for the moment, and I want to keep increasing my black deficit.

If the fermentation of the compost you are making is complete, you will benefit significantly more than the egg shell.

"Yes, Mr. Melmie would like a suggestion."

Melmie raises her hand and asks for her say.

Turning his eyes with Richay, Melmie embarked on herself.

"Let's have a festival. First blackout festival!

"Festival."

It's not like I can afford it, and I wouldn't be able to do something big enough to be called a festival, but I feel like celebrating.

Richay nodded and took the books from me.

"Shall I buy more ingredients for this month's profit, twenty iron coins, and gather everyone in the public hall for a dinner party?"

"Nice, that. Rum, there are five kids who can't lay eggs."

"It would be nice to crush it and distribute it to all the villagers."

More and more talk goes on with Melmie and Richay.

I'll leave it to the two of you to discuss the details of the dinner party, and I'll put together some materials for the regular management debriefing.

Think of it, I never did anything like a harvest festival properly either. I should have made everyone in the village feel a lot cramped.

Thank you Melmie.

"You don't need decorations or anything. 'Cause I'm gonna spend it for nothing."

"He said I should decorate it for a little while. It's a celebration. What do you think of Amane?

"No decorations, shouldn't we turn the cost to cooking for that?

"Oh, my God."

If Amane says so, Melmie breaks down and moves on to purchasing ingredients.

Because they also grow vegetables in villages, what they buy are vegetables that are not or cannot be grown in villages such as Mippa.

Melmie takes the lead in deciding on the menu to offer. It's only natural that Richay doesn't know from the ingredients he uses to cook until he examines them one by one.

"I have a suggestion for you, too."

Pinch your mouth as you look at the increasingly shaped menu.

Melmie, who was writing a menu table, looked up.

"What? What? Amane's creative dish or something?

Occasionally I serve two previous life dishes, but it's not my creative dish.

I won't put it in my mouth because denying it will just be a hassle.

"Why don't you wrap some sweet treats or something as a souvenir for the festival attendees?

"Nice, that. Let's make it a little cookie."

I don't know what to do, and Melmie gives this and an example.

"Richay, do you have any requests?

"You have a good herbal system. It would be better if it was hungover proof."

"I'm sure they'll all drink up."

It's easy to imagine.

Announcing the achievement of the first blackout at the regular management debriefing, the village became festive mood at once.

At the same time, the unanimous decision to host the dinner party announced by Richay and Melmie will be followed in preparation.

That said, it's just a task to clean the dining room in the public and private halls and bring in the chairs, desks and other equipment that were turning to each house.

With the exception of Richay, the women cook in the kitchen, and we boys do field work in the village and prepare for dinner parties at night.

"I could make tea, too."

"Even now, it's cold at the start of the evening festival."

Richay, kicked out of the kitchen, harvests Matra with a annoying look.

Root vegetables that look similar to potatoes, red colored matra are vegetables with high yields relative to arable land area because leaves are also edible. You can enjoy the taste and texture of the leaves that are close to the nilla.

"Melmie can cook surprisingly."

Melmie doesn't help with the harvest work, but has her working in the kitchen of a public and private building.

"Let's be good at moving our hands."

"Richay is good at moving his head, and will he hold it"

"... well"

A little reshaped Richay's mood.

Just harvested, put Matra in a cage and leave the field behind.

"The usual work landscape and atmosphere are different."

Richay looks back at the field and tells him to be funny.

The women prepare their food in public and private halls, so only men are in the field.

Simple calculations have cut manpower in half and it seems busy, but the atmosphere is bright whether you are looking forward to the festival tonight.

Bring Matra's cage into the back of a public house with a kitchen.

Melmie washed freshly picked vegetables and was about to peel them off quickly with a knife.

"There you are, you two. Did you get me Matra?

"It's here"

"I'll follow you. Leaves are made with eggs."

Melmie calls out to the kitchen when she receives from me a cage with matra roots and leaves.

Take a peek over Melmie's shoulder. I thought the kitchen was on the battlefield, but unexpectedly it seems to be working calmly.

It seems that the division of labor is taking place, and the fact that it hasn't moved much from the holding area seems to calm down.

Hino, Phew, Mi, and that?

"Is the kitchen small?

"You can even cut and squeeze in the dining room."

They do it in the dining room to pinch the tomatoes and make dough. The group that makes cookie dough also says it's a dining room.

"By the way, I hope Amane and Richay's cookies are full of anticipation because this Melmie is going to make them with all her heart."

Richay peeks into the kitchen as he watches the prestigious Melmie against his chest.

"Hey, hey, I knew there was something I could do to help too -"

"Give me a break. I'm still busy with this, so I can't do it until after Richay."

"Oh, yes..."

Drop your shoulder lonely in the voice that came back from the kitchen and Richay looks at me.

Even if they look at me, they can't send me into the kitchen with a mouthful.

There's nothing that Richay can't do about peeling, too, but I tend to sneak it up to my area with the skin, so I can't handle the bulk cooking. Waste.

Melmie is also getting in desperate eye contact so she can't see from Richay, and she doesn't seem willing to take care of herself.

I think about the drop and then point to the office.

"The guys are working hard in the field, shall we plug in a drink? They won't be able to reach that far."

Finally, I propose to prepare snacks.

You think you can help cook around the corner, Richay nodded in two replies.

I can make tea, and I'm not saying taste tone dementia. If you're just cooking to pinch like a sandwich, you can't help but fail.

I'll cut the ingredients.

Leave Melmie to the kitchen compartment, and I'll leave the public house with Richay.

A short distance from the breeding cabin the ram bird had closed its entire life. In a tangible way, he was being scolded.

"Good looking around, village chief"

Marcto, who was scowling a rum bird, calls out.

I raised one hand and said hello back.

"Marcto is tired too. Leave the blades of the ram bird separately. Because it is used in winter for cushioning against the cold."

"That's a cushion to prevent the frozen death of rum birds. I know."

The north side of the world tree is prone to freezing and death of rum birds due to snowfall. The past four years have rarely been snowy. It has taken a little while, but I can't get out of my mind.

I also learned in training in the village of Goigalla that the blades of lamb birds are easy to accumulate static electricity and are not very suitable for cushioning materials for humans due to the tingling tactile feel of the tips, but they seem to learn to feel rather safe for the lamb birds.

Apparently, the wings pulled from the ram birds were in separate bags, pointing to the bags that Marcto keeps on the side of the breeding shed wall.

"I'll put it in the light of day later. Still, those blades should also work for a cheap chair cushion or something, but are you sure you want me to turn them all around to a rum bird?

Because there are no villages or towns around here that raise lamb birds, there is a small amount of demand for lamb bird blades as cushioning material, even though they are very inexpensive. It may also be used to cushion chairs used in Affordable Accommodation.

"I can't be seen as an export, but now I want to give priority to setting up and stabilizing the environment for the Ram Birds."

Besides, pedestrians won't want to buy them either because the wings really scuff for being traded at a cheap price.

If we're going to sell it, we have to bring it directly to the Cuttera City Chamber of Commerce. Exactly. That's a hassle.

It is more efficient to turn to the protection of ram bird bodies that turn into expensive products such as meat, eggs, fertilizers, etc., as long as it is such a hassle.

"Is that the policy?"

Marcto picks up the last one in a convincing manner.

If we leave it now, it will be just the right softness for dinner.

Nevertheless, the handiwork of not letting that ram bird, which is so loud, raise its terminator, is no longer art.

As such, it was dinner and a dinner party was held in the public and private halls.

"Now, celebrate the first black -"

"Kanpai!

It doesn't sound economical because it's a wooden cup, but it still makes the dining room gloriously bright with just everyone's smile.

At a dinner party in the form of a standing meal, thirteen dishes were lined up on the desk.

It would be a plate of lamb birds to catch one eye. There are dishes with sautéed and grilled breasts cut into pieces, salads with sashimi steamed and mixed with vegetables, and baked wings that remind me of last year's training.

The wings seem to be popular with those experienced in training. Only Marcto eats it while analyzing it as bumps.

Markt noticed me, met me, and walked in.

"I've been feeding sweet vegetables picked in my field for about ten days now, but it didn't seem to work very well"

"That's what I was doing. You have to eat your own vegetables, right?

"Whatever. Because it's only by eating vegetables and making a healthy body that you can eat meat deliciously."

Really, I wonder why you're skinny.

Talking to Markt, Billows, the Devil Bug Hunter, came with the liquor in one hand.

"Hey, village chief, blacken up."

"Thanks, thanks to everyone"

Drink the liquor poured into the billose.

"Delicious. But I don't remember buying this kind of booze."

"It's a gift from the familiar old days. Sent via guild. With a letter saying you live in a poor village where you can't even drink."

"Write it down and send it to him."

"Oh, my God."

Nevertheless, a gift from an old familiarity that could slap a light mouth. Can I drink it?

He poured it on me, so I'll drink it up.

Thin red liquor is sweet and lingers in your throat for a long time. The thickness is probably one of the reasons.

"Want to try some marcto, too?

"Is that good?

Billows pours me liquor and Marcto starts drinking a little too. Not that I can't drink, but he's vulnerable to alcohol.

"Good, this. Ram, I'd like to add a little bit to the sauce when baking birds."

"Marcto is all about ram birds."

To Kerakera laughing Billows, Marcto begins to rave about the virtues of the ram bird.

Listening to me with Billows, I get slapped in the shoulder from behind.

Looking back, there was a smiling Mermie.

"Amane, don't think it's a good idea to leave me alone"

When I looked closely, my eyes weren't laughing.

"No, the women seemed to enjoy themselves in the women's club, so even when I went, the man got out of the way."

"That's not true. It makes sense for a man, Amane, to speak to me from within a group of women. I don't know."

I don't know.

What a conversation, an equally grumpy Richay came.

"Amane, why didn't you come and get me?

"Or Richay..."

I turn my gaze to Billows and Marcto for help. Oh, he's running.

"Uh, wait a minute. Celebrate. There are people who are usually hard to talk to when it comes to small villages, so I think it's a good idea to talk freely in this floating atmosphere. Right there, I was wondering if it would be a good idea for the three of us to consolidate."

"You don't have to turn your mind around."

"Richay's right."

I was going to say something pretty good.

Richay and Melmie all together and sigh.

"You were just wasting your time expecting Amane."

"Right. Amane, hey."

Dissolved.

Is that it? Did women alone seem to enjoy it soothingly, and in reality something like a verbal catfight was being done?

Even if I want to leave the battlefield, I don't have that chance. So I was hoping I wouldn't show up to help, was it a situation like that?

You should have been a little more attentive. It was not the case that I was rum bird rigging or anything while drinking.

"I'm starting to look hard."

"You're a little drunk."

Richay and Melmie, who are calmly analyzing my situation.

You'll be drunk. I'm drinking.

I wonder if I can keep swinging drunk and be Ariel free. I guess I can't. Richay would be spotted as being drunk enough to have decent thinking because he's observant, and Mermie wouldn't be fooled because he's oddly well-researched.

I wonder what's wrong.

"I'm sorry. I'll go get it now."

I honestly decided to apologize.

"Great. Don't make mistakes that make you both speak at the same time."

"Uh, why?

"... Amane, what did you apologize to?

Snake.

"Melmie, let's have a drink."

"Right. Mr. Melmie will get you some food."

Richay and Melmie shrugged their shoulders as they shrugged and went to fetch food and booze.

What, it's my fault?