The Novice Alchemist's Store

"I have no choice. I'm a little bad at it..."

I breathe slowly and let my magic spill all over my body.

Mood in that state and lift the cauldron!

"Humph!!!

Whoa, I don't know.

As a girl, I got a voice that felt bad.

As it is, once it is transported to the flush, it is flipped at once and the kettle is emptied.

"Phew ~ ~"

Exhale loudly to relieve muscle strength.

It was only a few hours, but I'm pretty tired.

- No, no, no, I don't have a choice.

I'm not very good at physical strengthening relationships.

I wouldn't be so tired if I were to raise my muscle strength a little bit, but if I were to lift just a few hundred kilos, it would take a pretty advanced magic manipulation.

The master said, "It's also convenient to protect yourself. Good luck wearing it," but I used it to breathe. For once, I don't have a problem with it for as long as I fight a little, but it just doesn't work like a master.

If I'm not used to it physically, I think it's a lot worse.

Muscle strength may also be required to process the alchemy material underneath...

"Oh, come on! In the meantime, we need to process this."

Wash clean as you hang water on the cloth left in the flush.

At first the brown-looking cloth gradually turns into a beautiful empty color as it washes away the remaining medicinal solution.

"Yeah! Good color! Just as I thought!

What I did was simply stain, of course not.

I'm not a dye shop, I'm an alchemist.

This is commonly referred to as an "environmental regulating cloth”, which is a cloth with temperature and humidity regulation.

It's adjusted to be more comfortable for people, so making bedding promises a comfortable sleep!

By the way, color is a hobby.

An environmental conditioning cloth with no hands on it is a bit of a thin dirty brown, subtle looking, isn't it?

It costs a lot to change colors, but it's not just about performance, it's about appearance!

If you get rid of the waste and the medicine, the next thing you know, it's heavenly sun-dried.

I can just resist drying my clothes in front of the store, but this is just a cloth as it stands.

The colors are beautiful, and they don't look bad, so there's nothing wrong with them.

Stack the tightly squeezed cloth on the bucket and move it in front of the store.

Stretch the strings between the standings and dry them as they fold back for better ventilation.

"Yo! Yeah, that's beautiful!

Cool, empty cloth hangs in the wind, very good.

It's still a beautiful day, so it'll be dry in a few hours.

To the joy of being able to dye the colour of my choice more than I thought, as I nodded, I could hear a luggage car called ragged from the side of the road.

"What a beautiful cloth."

"Ah, Mr. Geberg"

Looking back, Mr. Geberg, who pulled the luggage, stood.

There's something like a bed in that luggage truck, but it's kind of falling apart...?

"That, bed, is it?

"Oh. I brought you a bed now."

"Really? But it's got some form..."

"I haven't assembled it yet. It's gonna be hard to bring in, isn't it? Where do I put it?

"Oh, right! Upstairs, please."

Big parts - probably guiding Mr. Geberg inside, who was in charge of the sleeping part of the board.

Moving straight to the upstairs room, indicating where he wanted the bed to be, Mr. Geberg carried the parts shortly after I helped him, and in a few minutes or so he put the bed together.

If you lower your hips to try it out, it's well made and not rattling at all.

"I don't think it's a problem because it's a very normal bed, but let me know if you have any deficiencies"

"No! I had it made in a hurry, but even the Wang capital can work well enough! Thank you."

"Hurry up, but you won't get out of hand. Finally, not to mention him. You can't have a store number without a chair, can you?

With that said, it was the two-legged chair that put me pompous in the store space. It's a simple thing with no back, but without it, it's a big difference.

Much appreciated...

"Are you sure?

"I don't care. Easy stuff. Don't be shy of kids."

Mr. Geberg just left when he waved gently at me, trying to shy away from getting any more free.

Even though it is a simple object, the beds are carefully facedown and yasled.

Innocent tree with a gentle touch, also made of material, a substitute for oil applied to bright terrain skin.

Even though it was yesterday today, it's never the kind of thing I made appropriately, and it's rustic yet warm.

"Uh-huh, professional. Artisan handiwork with the season. I have to apprentice too!

And, at that time, my stomach rang a protest, "Kirururu ~".

"Uh, it's lunch already. I've been passionate about it since morning..."

I was happy with my workshop and forgot a little bit of time.

I have a pot I borrowed yesterday, and I just want to go to the dining room...

"The cloth outside... I was wondering if it was okay?

The people I met yesterday were good people, but there are few people around this house.

Looks, even if it's just a water-colored cloth, its fruit, the "environmental conditioning cloth” is just a fairly expensive substitute, and I'm a little worried about leaving it alone.

"Uh-huh, what do we do? Should I take it in and go? But it's not dry yet..."

When I was worried about what was wrong with me, I heard voices coming from the front door.

"Sarasa, hello."

When I went outside, it was Mr. Lorea from the grocery store who was there.

"Hey, what's up, Mr. Lorea?"

"Uh, Mr. Sarasa, I just moved in, so I was wondering if I could help you with anything."

"Wow, that helps!

Just the right watch personnel, here they come!

Oh, my God, you look so smudged!

I first saw you yesterday, and you're here to help me, Mr. Lorea, a good man!

"Is Mr. Lorea ready for lunch?

"Oh, speaking of which, not yet. My mothers came back and jumped right out..."

I'd look a little embarrassed to say that, Mr. Lorea, but it's convenient for me.

"Lunch, I'll do the treat, will you take a look at this for a second?

That said, pointing to the cloth as it remained dry, Mr. Lorea nodded, then slapped his neck a little.

"I don't mind that, is this the cloth that was bought yesterday,?

"Yeah, yeah. I dyed it a little bit. Pretty good color, huh?

"Yes! Soooo! Can you even stain Mr. Sarasa?

Said with a dazzling smile, I respond with a bit of a bitter smile.

"This is alchemy for once, too. I'm gonna get you some lunch for now, so wait a minute!

I rushed out to the dining room with the pot I had borrowed and the takeaway dish in my hand.

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When I bought two take-home lunches from the dining room and came back, Mr. Lorea sat at the doorstep in discipline and waited.

"Uh, I'm sorry. I wish you'd come in."

"Oh, no, it's okay. It's a beautiful day."

"Really? Ma, a little early, but shall we have lunch? The weather's nice, and here, okay?

That said, lifting lunch gently, Mr. Lorea laughed and nodded at me.

When I bring the rug from the room, I lay it in front of the front door and pour the water drawn from the well into the cup I just bought yesterday and place it.

Maybe there's no visitors who need a cup? Even though I thought so, I bought the dishes for two, Good Job. There's no tea, no yakan, so it's really just water though.

"I'm sorry, just water. I don't even have a pot yet..."

"Oh, no, my place is usually water, too. Because the water around here is delicious. There's a well in this house, right? We're a joint well, so water intake is a hassle."

"Alchemy needs water. I knew this neighborhood was a joint well?

"Yes, it's shared in a few houses. There are a few other houses in this village that have wells, like a lodger or a blacksmith."

The water itself seems to be abundant due to the large tree sea right on the side, but they can't afford each house to dig a well because of the cost.

Besides, it seems to be affecting that there is no need to increase the number of wells because they never dry up.

"Oh well. Don't you drink much tea around here?

"It depends on your taste and money around it. This is a village where people often drink suya tea made from leaves from trees that say suya can be taken from nearby woods, but people who don't like it will buy it."

"Is that what you let me out with Mr. Elles? Don't you really like Mr. Lorea?

"No, I'm either. I just don't seem to like my mother very much."

"I see."

Things on the table really reflect the intentions of people who cook meals, don't they?

By the way, I'm basically white water.

Tea was a purchase in Wangdu, and the only preference for the price was not cheap.

However, I know that good tea is delicious because they served it in my master's shop.

So I don't really feel like drinking cheap tea. Because I really compare it to delicious tea.

But if it's a completely different cup of tea, would you like to try it? That sounds like fun.

Suya tea? Because it seems easy to drink, and most importantly, it's good that it's free.

If you can afford it, it might be interesting to make a new cup of tea with something you can take around here.

"Still, this cloth, it's beautiful ~. I rarely see such a bright cloth around here. We don't buy it because it's expensive."

"Right, because with normal dyeing, it's hard to dye bright colors. Alchemists usually don't make dyeing work.... right! After this, I'll make a futon, can you help me? That way I can share this cloth with Mr. Lorea, too, right? I dyed a lot."

Because of this, Mr. Lorea came to help me move, but I don't need to clean the house, and the luggage I brought is for one backpack.

I can't believe I'm doing anything else, like taking care of a desolate garden.

But it's just hard to say to someone I knew yesterday that I helped troublesome grass out.

"Is that good!? Oh, but I, I can only sew cloth enough"

He was Mr. Lorea, who gave my words a happy look, but soon gave me a troubled look.

But there is no problem. The majority of futon making is just sewing straight.

"It's okay, it's okay. If you sew the cloth straight, it's ok!

I imitated the way this village behaved and slapped Mr. Lorea in the back with a pomp.

After lunch we went to make futons in my room where there was only a bed.

Lorea said she had never made a futon, but she was good at sewing herself, so I would go ahead and teach her everything.

The difficulty in making a futon is that it fills the cotton well, so I leave the fabric making to put it in to Mr. Lorea, and I'm ready for cotton.

Once the futon is neatly shaped, push it into the raised fabric and stop stitching it to avoid flaws.

"Heh, this is how you make futons..."

"Mr. Lorea, is this the first time you've seen it?

"Yes. I'm ashamed that we don't use such a cotton futon..."

"Uh, well."

That's what Lorea says with a bit of a bitter smile, but if you think about it, you couldn't make a futon with plenty of cotton without a little room.

I was also in the orphanage with a blanket in a peppery futon, leaning against each other and sleeping.

I also made a futon when I went into the dorm because I got a scholarship and I said to the orphanage teacher, "You're going to a good school, so I need to get my stuff together that I'm not ashamed of! 'Cause they said so."

Well, 'embarrassing' and 'not embarrassing' had nothing to do with me in particular. Because there was no one to visit my room. I was called to the seniors' room a few times, but they just used aristocracy, quite a fine futon there.

After making the duvet and duvet, sew the sheets and cover.

This one just sews, so we even sew while the two of us chat.

'I can only sew enough cloth,' said Lorea, handy very well, more than me, to be clear. My sewing skills, which I thought I was good at, were also people-friendly......

But thanks to that, we had a beautiful set of futons in the evening.

"Thanks -! Now you'll feel better sleeping today!

I banzai and hug Mr. Lorea.

Honestly, I wasn't expecting it to end in a day, so I was ready to go to bed twirling around in my blanket today, unexpectedly.

True, Mr. Lorea, various.

"No, I'm here to help, so that's how natural it is."

She seems a little embarrassed by me, and she says so, Mr. Lorea, but my hands hurt, too, so I'm sure she does.

"All right, thanks for this!

From the remaining cloth, cut enough cloth to make a set of futons and give them to Mr. Lorea.

I don't have to go out of my way to futon it, just use it as a sheet or cover, the environmental conditioning cloth works well enough and I'm sure it will help.

"Are you sure? Such a beautiful cloth, I think it's pretty expensive."

"Never mind. I can't give you anything for free if it's for sale at our store, but you haven't sold it yet. Oh, that cloth, it's an environmental conditioning cloth, so it's a good idea to make bedding like me."

"What!? That's even more expensive..."

"It's okay, it's okay. I just made it because I wanted to use it. It's a memorial to being your friend."

Is it good? I wave to Lorea with a patty look on her face and try to treat her like a friend even more. Isn't that nice?

"Really? Thank you."

Lorea, who is happy to thank you.

Okay, they didn't reject me.

I think I'm happy because of the cloth.

"Oh, but isn't it comfortable making clothes then?

"This cloth doesn't have a very strong effect, so it's subtle to use on clothes, right? It's not pointless."

It's not such a dramatic effect because it's a cloth that functions based on environmental magic and the slightest magic that leaks from the body of a sleeping person.

Otherwise, I wouldn't bother making a duvet stuffed with cotton.

I can make an environmental conditioning cloth that's more effective, but it costs more and consumes more magic, so at least you're highly discouraged from using it as a futon.

I'm tired of consuming magic even though I'm asleep, and I'm falling for it.

"I see, you are. Okay."

"But you used a lot of cotton. Mr. Lorea, are you still in stock?

"Yes, not that much, but as long as it's as good as they bought it yesterday,"

"Then I'll go buy it again soon. I want to make cushions and duvets."

"Ha ~, that's just great. My allowance doesn't allow me to buy very much cotton..."

How impressive, Mr. Lorea says... No, no, wait a minute?

"Mr. Lorea, I'm an adult, right? Because you work, right?

No, the store isn't exactly open yet, but I think it's more economical than Lorea's allowance at the help level, huh?

"Oh, yeah, I was. Something about the same age."

"Uh, how old is Mr. Lorea now?

"Now thirteen, it's almost fourteen!

Ugh. Two down, so...?

"Oh, yeah? Heh. Growth, good, huh?

"Really? I think it's a little late for some of my friends."

Innocent, no offense to say that, Mr. Lorea.

Yeah, that's right. I knew it.

Unlike this village, I lived in Wang Capital, where there were many people my age.

That I grow only slightly (...) slower than others.

It's okay, because we're still growing up - I'm sure it's my fault that it's barely changed from a year ago.

"What about Mr. Sarasa?

"Me? I'm 15."

"Heh, really?"

Oh? Didn't Chillari and her gaze go somewhere now? Mr. Lorea.

If you were a little more outspoken, no waiting for enemy certification - no, no, you can't lose your friend to this extent.

I smiled and pushed away the black emotions that floated with chills, and we thrived on stories that didn't even have the year-to-year good "I Wanna Do It" until the sun went down.

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The next day, the cloth and cotton, which had been reduced, had somehow increased significantly over the original quantity.

No, well, nothing strange happened or anything, and Mr. Lorea's father just came in the morning and left a bunch of new cloths and cotton behind.

Yesterday, I saw the cloth that Mr. Lorea brought home, and it seems that your father, the merchant, figured out its value.

"I don't get this expensive stuff for about half a day," he said, leaving his cloth and cotton half forcefully.

Sure, if I sold it normally, it would be more expensive than this cloth and cotton, but it would have been nothing better because it was a thank you for coming all the way to help.

By the way, I hear the cloth you gave Mr. Lorea turned into sheets for the three parents and children. They thanked me for being so comfortable sleeping.

I got it because of you, and let's dye this cloth in a different color.

The slaughter landscape of the room was alleviated a little thanks to the bed and the empty futon, but there is still room for improvement with curtains, cushions, etc.

If it's just dyeing, it's easy, so I want to think about balance and think about coordination that feels good.

Because you got your own house!

Nevertheless, is it up to the curtain to make it soon?

If we don't open the store first, the money will poke the bottom.

"Let's check outside today, as it's good in the house"

I only looked at it roughly, so I need to pick up where the problem is.

First the roof.

If this place was damaged, it would be deadly as a house...... looks fine.

It looks like the metal plate on the surface was reinforced by alchemy, which is firmer than expected. Is this okay for the time being?

However, the signs showing the alchemy stores listed are tilted and damaged, so I'll have Mr. Geberg fix this soon.

The exterior walls are basically fine, but some parts should be repaired a little, so you can ask Mr. Geberg for this one, too.

"The question is, is this grass bow bow garden and fence?

I don't feel like practical trouble without a fence, but the worn out fence just doesn't look good as a store.

Oh, no, I figured we should have a fence, too?

Anyway, now that I've developed the herbal field behind me, I'm having trouble getting into the wildlife and stuff.

Garden maintenance, if you don't think about trouble, there are magical ways to prune it, but happy or unhappy, you have a mixture of medicinal herbs, this garden.

Ignore it, prune it all?

No, you can't. To me of poverty.

"... All right, let's sort things out"

Open a store

· Make products for sale in stores

-Do something about the fence.

· Do something about the garden and the herb fields

· Makes it easier to draw up well water

· Run the bath

· Make a magic stove so you can cook

"In the short to medium term, is this the place?

And then we have to prioritize.