Run a Bakery In Another World

Uncle Mom is really a very interesting person. Since they got in the car at 4 in the morning, Sheila heard him nagging along the way. I really admire him for the road he said for so long, and he was still not thirsty at all. Halfway through the break, Cook gave Uncle Mum a taste of his bread like a treasure.

It turned out that Cook was hurt by the soul again, but it didn't matter, he was used to it anyway.

As Uncle Mom said, "Hey, Sarat is here."

Sheila was the first to climb out of the carriage. She sat directly next to Uncle Mum and saw the high city wall and soldiers standing on top of the city wall. More and more noisy sounds.

Sheila watched Uncle Mum drive the carriage to the end of the city lineup.

"Why are there so many people entering the city?" Sheila was already shocked by the walls outside Sarat, watching the long line full of expectations for future life.

"Hahaha, most of these are people from nearby small towns. The Svreki Forest is as big as there are 7,8 nearby small towns. Yours is one of them. Because people passing through the forest are diverted. As a result, the population in the small towns is not too large, so many people sell some wild animals or crops here." Uncle Mum began to enthusiastically introduce again.

I don’t know if it’s because of the sudden noise. Little Gunter woke up in the carriage and babbled. Sheila climbed into the carriage and picked up Little Gunter, "Mom, I'll take him to look outside." Ah."

"No, little Gunter is too young, it won't be good when the wind blows." Hannie, who was already very ugly, had a bad temper. She didn't have the adaptability of Cook and Sheila when she rode the carriage for the first time. She is so strong, she feels very uncomfortable now, and she doesn't even have the energy to see what Sarat looks like.

"Okay, okay." Sheila returned Little Gunter to Hanni, but Sheila had just come in. She had already taken the place outside the carriage by Cook, so she could only say angrily, "Daddy Dad. , You're a shame!"

"Oh, Sheila, let your poor dad have a look. Dad also needs to see the scenery very much, more than Little Gunter!" So excitedly, Cook took her place, no matter how she dragged her. Do not move.

Such a lively scene of a family of four also caused Mom to laugh.

The queue time is not long, but you still need to register which town you are from, which seems quite standard.

From time to time, soldiers shouted to them, "Close the gate at 5 pm! You can't stay in the city after 11 o'clock on the road!"

Sheila and the others entered the city like this with the big team. The first thing that caught your eye was the excitement of Sarat. Although their dresses are not so gorgeous, even not much different from the normal people in the small town, the expressions on their faces are so vivid, there are so many people coming and going, and there are many shops on both sides of the road. There are fruit sellers, food sellers, and woodcarvings as Uncle Mom said.

Sheila was standing behind Cook, holding Cook's neck intently, it was the first time she had seen such a lively scene when she was so old.

Uncle Mom said, "Then let's go to my place first and ask if the young man's house is sold."

"Okay." Cook replied quickly.

So together, they followed Uncle Mom to his son's place of work-a small chamber of commerce.

"Buck! Buck!" shouted loudly at the door of the Moom Chamber of Commerce. As expected, his son came out to greet him personally.

"Dad, are you a groom again? I told you not to go, why are you always running around!"

Before people approached, Buck began to talk about his father.

"I have made a lot of friends, and I still remember that I brought your last big business." Mom began to habitually refute his son.

"That's a coincidence!"

"How can there be so many chances in the world, obviously I am too capable! That's how I can make friends!"

"Okay, okay, what kind of big business did you bring this time?" Buck looked at Mum mockingly, then looked at Pat and his family's clothes, which are even more shabby than the average people in the city, and guessed at the group in front of them. Did his father pull him over to fight the autumn wind?

Mom didn't mind his son's words at all, and said very often, "I remember you had a mercenary who was going to move out before? Please sell the house for him? Is it sold now?"

"That house is not easy to sell!" Buck stopped when he finished speaking, and then said naturally to Cook, "Oh, that house is pretty good, sir, are you going to buy a house? I need someone to take you to see it. ?"

If it weren't for his previous sentence, Sheila almost thought that this was also a very enthusiastic young man. If Uncle Mom seems to be innocent and shrewd, then Buck has a market that merchants have. If he is really willing to lower his head to talk to you, he will be very sincere.

"Uh, yes, it would be good if you can go and see now." Cook is not good at dealing with such people.

So Buck borrowed Mum's carriage and took them to the free house very simply and neatly.

"Sir, I think it's sincere as a businessman, or should help us introduce the situation of the house." Sheila still remembers the words he just said, the so-called unsellable house, where does it lead to unsellable?

"Little girl, the way you talk is really not like a child." Buck glanced amusedly at Sheila with his head sticking out behind him.

"You can say I'm smart, Mr. Buck." Sheila smiled sweetly.

"Well, first of all, I have to tell you that this house is very cheap. It only sells for 55 silver coins. You know, if my father takes you over, I am afraid that it will cost 10 silver coins?" Buck said logically.

"It's six silver coins, sir." Sheila said.

Buck frowned, apparently extremely dissatisfied with Mom’s offer, "Well, 6 silver coins for 6 silver coins, but the house sells for 55 silver coins, which is really cheap."

"Okay, you keep talking."

"Hey, the previous homeowner had nothing to do to drill a well in the yard, and then he started to sleep well. Everyone said that he always heard strange noises from the well. But afterwards he looked for it. People went to see his well, but found nothing. Then he moved out and sold the house at a low price. Then the mercenary I hired bought it again. Because of bad rumors, he sealed the well. According to him, he didn’t hear any sound after being sealed, and he lived in a very comfortable place, but the problem is that he suddenly wants to move out because of something at home. Now the rumors there are spreading more intensely, as long as I bring When people go there, some people look at the door, sneaky, so even people who are not familiar with the rumors dare not buy it all at once. They shirk their time and inquire about them. Once they inquire, my house is even more difficult to sell. "Buck was probably also afraid of this, and now Sheila asked, and she simply said everything clearly. If you don't sell it like this, it's up to fate.

"This is your house?"

"No, it's the mercenary I hired."

"You look nervous, can this house be sold?" Sheila was a little curious.

"Because he used the house to mortgage with me before he left and borrowed money." Buck shook his head.

"Okay." Sheila was fine, but Cook and Hanni looked a little worried after hearing what Buck said.

When a family of four came to the place Barker said, if you don’t say what’s wrong with it, 55 silver coins to buy such a house is really worth it. The neighbors are all ordinary people, and there are several women around While mending clothes and chatting, there were also a few men playing cards on the other side. Although they saw someone looking at the house and someone watching curiously there, they didn't look bad.

The house that Buck took them to was not too big or too small, just suitable for their family of four, with 3 rooms, 1 dining room, and a clean toilet. Sheila and the family looked around the house, it was really pretty. satisfied.

Except for that strange well.

Sheila walked into the well and saw that it was sealed by a big stone, covering the well. It looked a little weird. Well, if you get used to it, it should be fine.

Sheila approached Hanni and said, "I think it's pretty good."

"You don't even need to buy a new bed." Hanni was tempted.

"Then or just buy it." This is from the casual Cook.

"Oh? Really?" Buck didn't expect it to go so smoothly.

"How to buy? Is there any procedure for this?" Cook was still worried at first, until he saw the new to barely used oven, oh, by the way, did Buck just say that there was a problem with that well? Well, anyway, no matter what the problem is, it is not as important as a brand new oven.