Run a Bakery In Another World

I don't know if it's been too long since I slept in the room, Oser slept extraordinarily. He dreamed of the scene in the palace day after day. He lived in an empty palace. Only one guard and one maid accompanied him. The maid often disappeared after serving meals, and the guard followed him all day long. But never said anything to him.

Except for a stern teacher who gives him a compulsory school for the prince every day, he rarely has the opportunity to contact other people. Even at a family dinner, he will not necessarily be invited to go, unless there are no guests, as if... he is invisible. .

The feeling of being ignored is really uncomfortable. He tried to find a way to get rid of this state. He deliberately did bad things, played tricks on the father's maid, cut the flowers in the garden, threw them into the pond, and shaved the princess. The white cat’s hair is left unshaved...

He continued to cause trouble, and was reprimanded by his father time and time again. Only when he was reprimanding himself, would his father focus his attention on him. But even so, the father finally looked at him, and Oser still felt uncomfortable. He couldn't tell whether these things attracted the father's attention, or pushed the father farther...

"Ah?! Why are there no eggs in the bread in the morning!"

"Your father forgot to buy it yesterday."

"Dad! Just remember to buy your wheat flour!"

"Well, it's my father. I went to the neighbor to borrow two eggs."

"Well, it's not really necessary, just remember it next time."

What is so noisy?

Oser opened his eyes in a daze, feeling like he had forgotten where he was. The girl's complaints were a bit verbose and familiar. He stared blankly at the ceiling above his head and lifted the rolled bedding, slowly It turns out where he is now.

The early morning at Pat’s house was noisy and peaceful. Hanni was taking a young Gunter who was up early. Cook was going out next door to borrow eggs. When Osser went out, she saw Sheila drinking the leftover meat from last night. The soup and bread were left aside and not eaten. It is estimated that they were waiting for Cook's eggs. Hanni talked about Sheila's troubles, and she didn't know where she learned the advanced way of eating bread and eggs, just like Missy.

Osser stood at the door for a long time. When Hanni found him calling him, he sat quietly at the dining table. His red hair was a little messy, probably because he just woke up and his eyes were a little blinded by what is happening now. .

"After eating and washing, we are going to wipe the bread." Sheila said to the younger brother about today's task with a sharp glance.

"What kind of bread to wipe?" Oser was a little uncomfortable with being in such a peaceful family. He twisted his hips uncomfortably. He didn't even remember to refute Sheila. On the contrary, it was difficult for his brain to think.

Oser's weird fidgeting was seen by Sheila. Sheila softened her tone, "It's the bread you soiled yesterday."

"…Oh."

Cook quickly brought the eggs, fried them for the two children, took a plate and put them on the table, "Eat, little ones."

"Thank you Dad!" Sheila said happily, then looked at Oser, "I'll teach you how to eat, you certainly won't."

As she said, Sheila cut two slices of bread, sandwiched the egg, carefully spread some cheese, and handed it to Osher. She said, “It’s super delicious, you’ve never eaten it like that. ."

I haven't eaten such a weird way of eating, but bread is the taste of bread, and the egg is the taste of eggs. Is there anything new? Oser was not polite. He took the bread and eggs in Sheila's hand, and took a bite with his mouth wide open.

The dry bread is matched with the tenderness of the egg, the unfried egg yolk mixed with cheese has a special fragrance, Osser's eyes widened unbelievably, and he took another big bite without saying a word, bulging cheeks. Expressing his satisfaction with the bread, he asked "What is it called?"

Sheila flipped through her memory and said uncertainly, "Sandwiches? It's a pity that they don't have bacon and greens, otherwise they would be more delicious." This is also the way she has only recently tried to eat. They didn't dare to eat so extravagantly before.

Oser admired that Sheila could come up with such a simple and delicious way of eating, but he was not used to showing it. Although he didn't say anything, his love of sandwiches can be clearly known from the speed at which he eats them.

After breakfast, Sheila escorted Oser and asked him to help wipe the soiled bread. Except for a few that were really too dirty, Cook had to cut off the surface and keep it at home. Some of the bread is still indistinguishable.

Talking while wiping the bread, the two children had no overnight feud, but they all relaxed. Osser pinched off the bread that Sheila said was dirty, and ate a few more bites at a time. The taste is the same as the one without enchantment, but the taste is still the same with the addition of magic molecules.

Oser vomited disappointedly, "Just a few can't use you to say that I owe you 300 gold coins?"

"If it weren't for you, I would have done a day's business yesterday and earned hundreds of gold coins, and today I sell fresh bread. Do you think you caused my loss?" Sheila said logically Then, she watched Oser eating the unclean bread one by one. It was absolutely unreasonable for a prince to be so rough.

Oser was speechless for a while, and could only say, "Robber logic! Profiteer!"

Sheila patted Oser, and she felt better again, "With you here today, we can carry more bread and sell it!"

"You put it in the storage ring and you can't sell it slowly!"

"I don't want to be discovered that I have a storage ring. It's not good to always find Monica." Sheila put the big basket on her back and looked at Oser, "Hurry up too! "

"Alright alright."

Today, Osser slept well and ate, and he was in a good mood. He slowly carried a big basket on his back. Rarely and with interest, he suggested to Sheila, "Or you should consider buying a store. Enchanted things are sold at a stall outside every day."

"Where do I have the money to buy a storefront, and it takes only a month or two for someone to buy it. Magicians don't like to come here anymore, and it's not a good deal to buy a storefront."

"You're pretty good at planning." Mingming looked stupid.

"That is!"

With Orser's help, selling bread has become a fun thing, and Sheila has found the feeling of having fun with Tony before.

As soon as she yelled, a familiar magician came over and teased, "Hey, little sister, the business is so good. Looking for a helper?"

"Hey, what kind of bread do you want?" Sheila asked with a grin.

"Five good luck breads here."

"All right, Oser, hurry up and wrap it up."

"...It's wrapped, it's really long-winded." Why does his dignified prince do such a thing!

Oser spread his legs and squatted on the ground. As much bread as Sheila wanted, he wrapped it in greased paper and handed it to Sheila. Then, when he was really bored, he picked up a piece of bread in it and gnawed it.

Sheila silently saw his virtue, she could only pretend to be angry and said, "Oser, are you a pig! You will eat up the bread like this!"

The magician who bought the bread next saw the two children chuckled, and comforted Sheila, "Little girl, feed your friend first."

friend?

Oser, who wanted to quarrel with Sheila, heard these two words, and swallowed what he just wanted to say—friend, what is a friend?

Oser's stunned eyes forgot to react, Sheila didn't feel much, and continued to deal with the magician who came to the bread. Sheila's bread has always been selling fast, and after a while, it was sold out in a small amount. The two big baskets were empty except for the clean leaves.

Sheila was still sorting the leaves, but Oser stood up awkwardly, "I'm going to the bathroom, let's go!"

Sheila felt that Oser seemed to be in a bad mood, so she folded the two baskets on top of her back, and hurriedly caught up with Oser, who was walking away.

Since he was young, Oser has never had any peers to accompany him to grow up, and even the guards and maids next to him are more than 10 years older than him. His second brother has never spoken to him, but his eldest brother still visits him often. And he met his elder brother’s friends. The two talked very happily. They talked about the more interesting topics of horse-riding and hunting. However, these topics are all far away from Osser. Osser just stood next to the eldest brother, a little cringing. I was led by my elder brother and stood by, listening to their pleasant conversation.

Later, when he grew up, when he went to find his elder brother, someone was there as a guest, and Oser all turned around and left.

It's not interesting, the feeling of being left alone.

"Oser, Oser." Sheila chased up and patted Oser's seemingly boring back.

"Oser, why don't you go home and go to the bathroom, not far from here." Sheila suggested sincerely. After all, there is no public toilet here.

"..." Oser, who didn't want to go to the bathroom at all, was speechless for a while, and he suffocated a word for a long time, "No more!"

"Hold...Have you gone back?" Sheila looked at him in surprise, disapproving like a little adult, "This is also bad for your health."

"..." Can this fool be shut up.

"Oser, let me tell you, in fact, you are quite good, especially you look good." Sheila suddenly patted her rainbow ass.

"Huh?" Osser looked at Sheila inexplicably. She obviously thought she had another purpose, but what was the heat of her uncontrollable cheeks.

"Hey, I didn't lie to you, you have no other shortcomings except being petty and self-willed to eat too much."

"..." Oser looked at Sheila with a murderous gaze, "Are you looking for a fight on purpose?"

"Uh, no, I'm apologizing for saying you are a pig just now..."

The green veins on Oser's forehead bulged slightly, and he kicked Sheila with one kick. Sheila's small body is still agile, she dodges with a smile, but she still ran forward, emphatically as she ran, "I apologize, you are not a pig! Osser is not a pig! Is it okay? "

Oser chased after him with anger, "You shut up! Sheila Patrick!"