Run a Bakery In Another World

In the continent of Erampus, apprenticeship is also a very solemn matter. After Sheila returned home, she told you and Cook about the news.

Hanni and Cook were naturally very happy and said they wanted to say hello to Monica. Of course Sheila refused their kindness. Although she had known Monica not long ago, Sheila could guess that she might not like this scene very much.

Cook, who can't stop himself, has gone out on the street to continue selling bread, wearing a shabby apron carrying a basket, and shouting enthusiastically again, even if he looks from a distance, it looks funny and ridiculous. Although a piece of bread only sells 4 copper coins, it seems that Cook is very content.

Sheila already had a certain plan in her heart, and she didn't want Cook to keep selling like this. However, it is not yet the day when she realizes her plan, and there are some remaining savings in the family. Sheila thought about it, and planned to let Cook go to toss it on her own. When she is ready, she will talk to Cook and Hannie. Talk about her plan.

However, Sheila always felt that Cook always came back inexplicably sweaty every time before she got up. This strange phenomenon made Sheila a little puzzled.

But Cook didn't say that Sheila didn't have time to pursue his trace now, she still had more important things to do now-to learn the words of her own country, and the words of magic.

Ah, this is really a very difficult task.

When Sheila went to the lumber factory again, Monica and Hansen no longer had the weird tit-for-tat they had yesterday. Instead, there was a kind of alternative harmony. I don't know what happened last night that Sheila didn't know.

Sheila thought that Monica should be able to teach herself general knowledge of magic, but it was obvious that Monica felt that literacy was more important than learning.

Sheila struggled to write down the 20 words she learned today with a quill pen. Monica ate snacks and watched her homework leisurely, "It's okay, but the handwriting needs to be practiced, and then write me 2 more times. ."

Sheila grimaced, feeling the nightmare of nearly 20 years of schooling in her dream.

"Monica, it's good to know the words, and it doesn't matter if you write them well." Sheila negotiated a bargain.

"Write 3 more times!"

Okay, Sheila closed her guilty little mouth.

As a result, Sheila's next year-long literacy journey is about to kick off.

But in addition to literacy, Monica also asked Sheila to use her enchantment magic in front of her, and Sheila certainly refused.

"I can only enchant my dad's bread, you buy other bread for me, I don't have it!" This is Sheila's first righteous rejection of Monica's request.

So Monica went straight out, and when she came back, she even brought back Cook's basket.

Sheila looked at Monica in shock. The color and cracked pattern were definitely Cook's work.

And Monica smiled happily when she saw Sheila's expression, "It's too cheap. I bought a basket of more than 30 copper coins. I will directly give your father a silver coin and buy his basket."

Okay, so Sheila couldn't refuse anymore.

Sheila looked at the basket of bread in front of Cook and stiffened. She looked at Monica with difficulty, and then glanced at Hansen who pretended that she was carving the furniture and was actually stealing her. Looking at Monica's dangerous and unpredictable eyes, she began to enchant her.

From the moment Sheila slid her waist in a circle, Monica's expression almost cracked. Oh, it's so funny. Monica really almost laughed out loud, but she was afraid to disturb Sheila and refused to enchant her, so she forcibly endured it.

Even Hansen stopped the tools in his hand, but he was okay. He looked at Sheila like a kid watching a performance on a kindergarten stage. It was funny.

Sheila knew what they thought, but since she wanted to improve her enchantment magic, it was better to let Monica know her enchanting process?

Sheila completed the enchantment process of Lucky Bread with one hop, and when she stopped, she couldn't help sighing heavily and looked at Monica.

Sheila originally thought that Monica must be a stern face, but she didn't expect her expression to be very serious.

"Monica?" Sheila asked a little worried.

Monica stood up with her **** folded, walked to Sheila and held her hand. At this time, Shila's hand had just finished casting her magic, and there were still many magic molecules remaining, colorful and gleaming.

"Sila, there is a legend in the magical world. A long time ago there was an incredible magician. He is called the father of magical energy by people now. He can turn the magical elements in the world into his own use, as long as he is willing, He can direct the magic elements to any place in the world, his body is integrated with the magic elements, he can turn the magic energy into flesh and blood, and he can turn the body into magic energy... When he died, the mainland All the magic energies on the world were crying and weeping. On that day, no magician could perform magic..."

Sheila was shocked by this sudden story and couldn't help but ask, "Why would such a powerful person die?"

"Because at that time, the power from the darkness was about to erode the entire continent. Only if he actively absorbs the darkness can we have our bright world now."

"Darkness?" Such abstract words really made Sheila unimaginable.

"You will know Sheila later. In addition to our human world, there are demons hiding in the abyss on our continent." After Monica thought of the past, her voice became a bit distant.

Sheila tilted her head a little unclearly, and asked, "Monica, why are you talking about this suddenly?"

"Sila, I mean, your hand reminds me of the legendary magician." Monica said it by herself, feeling a little weird.

"Monica, don't be joking, I can't become a magic power." Sheila felt funny after she said that, she said cheerfully, "My hand name is Jincancan Hand. This auspicious name is just to give I brought a lot of gold coins."

Monica chuckled, the peculiar ideas in her mind had all disappeared, "Sila, although I don't understand enchanting, I know the direction of enchanting."

"Which direction?" Sheila looked at Monica in surprise.

Monica shook her head, nodded her head with a slender finger, and said, "Your dance is too monotonous. I suggest you go to a professional dance class."

Sheila's mouth froze, "???"

"Well, no kidding, you found out when you found the enchantment, when your hand jumped with you, um, let’s call it a dance, it’s when your hand is waving with your dance, All the magic elements revolve around your hand. The more you calm down to cast spells, the more magic will follow your command. Or, you can add more hand movements when you jump in the future to make more The magic energy surrounds you, so that the magic energy on your bread will not be so mottled."

Now Sheila seems to have discovered that if she dances hard, she can attract more magic power, including the lucky magic power she needs. The more she turns around with the magic powers, the magic power will be more full. It is bright, and the quality of good luck bread will be better. Once she reaches the limit, she has the opportunity to trigger a new formula.

"Then I have to wave my hands vigorously when I dance?" Sheila asked uncertainly.

"Well, I think the magic may not like your swing without any rhythm." Monica thought carefully, and said again uncertainly, "Or should you really enroll in a dance class? Well, ballet. ?"

"..." Sheila, who had no idea why she wanted to learn to enchant and went to learn ballet, looked dazed.