Run a Bakery In Another World

"Let me introduce it formally. I am a therapist. I want to find a place to chat with you. I don’t know if it’s okay?" Alvin’s expression is very serious underneath his white hood, not because the other party is a child. Contempt.

Sheila looked at Alvin's clean and thin face, her head slightly confused.

Wait, is this the Alvin she thinks about, in the future, she can formulate the magic medicine to change the physique of the magic whiteboard, the top therapist in the mainland?

The content in the original book instantly entered Sheila's mind. Alvin was a commoner, with a natural physique of magic whiteboard, but he was lucky to be able to perceive magic, which might be similar to Sheila. But he was not as lucky as Sheila got an enchanted book, he just worked hard to become a healer, and he was still a low-level healer.

After becoming a therapist, Alvin traveled to countless places in the continent with different adventure teams, of course, most of them were mysterious forests. While serving the adventure team, Alvin collected various herbs and studied the effects of herbs. When he was young, he was always in obscurity, until he created a potion to change the constitution of the human body, and there was an uproar in the world!

Speaking of it, Sheila in the original book lost her life because of trading with the devil in order to change the physique of her mana insulator. There are also many nobles who are rich in their lives but regret not being able to learn magic or regret that their children cannot learn magic. It is conceivable that Alvin's medicine will be praised by many people.

How does the low-level therapist Alvin do things that even high-level therapists can't do? It was only through perseverance, constantly searching for the magical unknown herbs on the mainland, and then after countless experiments... The difficulty of this can be imagined even if Sheila is still ignorant of the magical world. Sheila admired her sincerely, but she was afraid of revealing her emotions, so she could only lower her eyelids to hide the shock in her eyes.

There were countless thoughts flashing in Sheila's mind, but at this moment, she wanted to suppress them all. She twitched her lips and smiled, "Is there anything wrong, Mr. Noble therapist."

Sheila's flattery did not cause any good results, but Alvin frowned, "I think this is not a place to talk, come with me if it is convenient."

"Uh, sir, we still have things to do..." Sheila didn't want to get involved with anyone in the original book, even if this person shouldn't be bad.

"I think you need this?" Alvin said, took out a gold coin and said blankly, "Can I find a place to chat now?"

"..." Sheila looked at the shiny gold coin in his hand and swallowed uncontrollably.

Alvin brought Sheila to his temporary accommodation here. Fortunately, Cook also came with Sheila, otherwise Sheila would feel a little strange, even though she was only 7 years old.

Alvin politely invited Sheila and Cook to sit on the chairs, and then he said, "I think, the one who made your bread should not be a magician, but an enchanter, right?"

Most adventurers can't really distinguish the difference between a magician and an enchanter, but Alvin, who has read many books, is very clear about the qualitative difference between the two.

Sheila blinked her eyes, not surprisingly, "Is there a difference?"

"The enchanter can impart magic power to items to make them have special effects. I don't understand, why would he enchant your bread?"

For Alvin's question, Sheila did not intend to answer or explain, "Sir, if you are going to inquire about the enchanter, I have no comment."

"No, I just want you to do me a favor."

"what?"

"I don't know if the enchanter can give lucky magic to my potion. If I can, I am willing to pay 1 gold coin." Alvin looked at Sheila with a slight concentration, obviously this matter is more for him. important.

Sheila opened her mouth slightly, really, very seductively trying to agree, but her "Book of Bread Enchantment" obviously cannot enchant anything other than bread, as for why, because Sheila has secretly tried it!

It was obvious that such a high remuneration could only be rejected because of certain restrictions, and Sheila felt a heartache.

And Cook, who was sitting honestly next to him, could feel the angry stare from Sheila even though he was working hard to sort out because of too much information in his mind.

Ah, eh?

Cook felt confused.

"Sorry, although I want to help the enchanter promise you, but, uh, I'm afraid this won't work..."

"Why?" Alvin was puzzled.

"..." Sheila, who didn't know how to explain it, was a little speechless.

Alvin, who has a sound and rich knowledge system, raised his head and touched his chin, muttering to himself, "It is said that the enchanters often follow the rules. Is it possible to only enchant bread?"

Do you want to be so powerful?

Sheila looked at Alvin in shock. The two stared at each other for almost ten seconds. Finally Sheila surrendered, "Ah, yes, it can only be bread."

Alvin frowned, slightly disgusted, "Bread is not bad, but your bread is too hard."

(Cook: Me, I am a little angry, but I dare not...)

"Can you enchant bread crumbs?" Alvin asked Sheila again.

Bread crumbs?

Sheila has never thought about this idea, let alone tried it, but in theory, should it work?

"Uh, this is not clear..." Xi La scratched her cheek.

"In this case, please help me ask if he can take this business. If he wants to, I will be here for the past two days. Please come and find me. I am ready to pay with a gold coin at any time." Alvin said. He stood up again and bent down slightly, "Trouble you, I have an important patient, but my medicine is only 50% sure that she will recover."

Such a solemn behavior made Sheila completely unable to refuse, so she could only stand up nervously and replied, "Okay, I'll go back and ask."

"Then thank you, this is a gold coin, and thank you for being willing to help me spread the word."

Qian stretched her hand to take the gold coin, feeling a little hot, and said at a loss, "Ah, um, okay, you're welcome."

Sheila is really not good at dealing with such a sincere person.

When Sheila took Cooke back to her home, the two of them slumped in the chairs together, exhaling a heavy breath.

Cook was scared, and Sheila was scared. However, the reasons why the father and daughter are scared are still very different. Cook is not only because of the nine-turn and eighteen-turn story at the market, but also because he...seems to have a gold coin in his arms!

And Sheila has forgotten about Qian. She only remembers Alvin's appearance, and repeatedly recalls the plot in the original book. The more she recalls, the more shocked and helpless she feels-such a powerful person appeared so suddenly. , And also ask her to enchant it, which is unbelievable.

"What's the matter with you?" Hanni was sitting on the bed and playing with Gunter, unable to understand the strange and consistent father and daughter.

The answer to Hanni was that Cook stood up abruptly, closed the window mysteriously, and locked the door tightly, before pulling Hanni to their dining table to sit down.

Hanni was still a little bit inexplicable, but saw that Cook took out a purse from her pocket, which contained a gold coin and dozens of silver coins.

"Oh, God—" Hanni almost screamed, and she held Cook's hand in shock, "Honey, what's going on, we all know, we can't do things that involve crime!"

Cook patted Hanni's hand and comforted, "Hanni, this is not the most shocking, in fact, there is one more thing I am afraid you also need to know..."

"What?" Hanni was puzzled.

And Cook looked at Sheila, Sheila saw the appearance that Cook had completely trusted, but she became confident. After all, she was the closest family member in front of her! She straightened her chest proudly, obviously disdainful of her opening and letting Cook continue to introduce her.

Cook was a little amused at Sheila's childish behavior, which dilutes the fear of the magical world as a civilian. He whispered to Hanni, "Our house, oh, I mean maybe, our house Sheila is a magician, ah, no, it seems to be called an enchanter?"

Hanni's mind was completely blank, "Uh, Cook, I don't understand, this...what the **** is going on?"