Reincarnated as a Villager ~ Strongest Slow-life

Chapter 30



30 Seafood merchants

“Well, I’ll see how it goes.”

“Oh, don’t make a mild promise to the merchant. I don’t know. When you talk to the elders, you tell them to run.”

“Oh, I will.”

Sending advice to the village manager going to the merchant ship, I headed to the sandy beach and rocky border opposite the merchant ship.

There is a cabin (workshop) owned by me.

Taxes are paid in a lump sum, so there is no tax on land or buildings, and it doesn’t matter where or what you build if the village chief’s permission and his tribe allow it.

Well, more than half of it is made of stone when it comes to cabins, and you might be right to say workshops rather than cabins.

In such a workshop, seafood caught in the rocks is baked, crushed until powdered to make fertilizer, or salt, and since last year, fish soy has been tried.

Fishing is a work of physical battle, so no children or old people can leave, only work after they are fried in water, but the way fish are stirred and dried is the job of the ladies. I only get mixed up in work about the time of the big fishery. Well, sometimes I go to the settlement to help, but not every day. Kids can play, but the old man can only look at the sea and get bogged down (that’s a little too much to say).

When he was eight years old, he built a cabin and set up a seafood dealer.

Along our village, there are streets, and outside the village there are resting places for people to cross and for people to cross, so caravans often stay. So he sells leather shoes, throwing knives, leather backs, etc. to sea delights, mountain delights, escort adventurers and mercenaries.

Well, I’m not doing it in earnest, I’m doing it to the extent that kids and old people come and do it on their own in their spare time.

Today, or more or less, there are eight year old Lib and twelve year old Dali, and sixty years old Jijibaba, four.

“Thank you. How’s it going?

Go inside and say hello.

“Oh, it’s going well.”

Amalia Ba-chan returned the greeting on her behalf.

“What are you doing today?

“I have fertilizer today.”

“Have you accumulated yet?

I didn’t know it took me about twenty days before, but this time it was done in fifteen days. Are you getting used to it?

“Oh, we had a nice place, we got caught by a big fish.”

“That’s good. But, well, don’t push it.”

What a public talk, the village chief came.

“Sorry, bei. Hey, you got a second?

Oh, boy. That’s it.


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