Run a Bakery In Another World

Sheila’s packed luggage has mostly been put in the storage ring. Of course, most of her luggage is her bread, bread with various effects, she tries to make as much as possible, but there is not much time. Store it slowly when it's empty.

After returning from the forest, she had already thought about it, and in the future all their bread will eat the good luck bread that she has enchanted. Now she has a capital of almost 20,000 gold coins, and she can afford it. These more than 20,000 gold coins are already considered local tyrants in small fringe cities like Sarat.

If it weren't for Monica to insist on buying an extra pair of gloves just in case, she still has more money now.

Sheila opened her window and looked at Sarat, who was still raining outside. The crowded low houses were intricately clustered together. Only the remote main road showed the neatness and brightness of the city.

"Sheila, remember to close the window, we are going to leave." Hanni has packed her luggage, and now she has become a different look. Although she still has reddish brown hair, her face has become even more serious. The delicacy and nobility of the face is the effect brought by the face-changing syrup. Although there are not many changes in the facial features, the temperament is completely different. Hanni was so satisfied with the effect that she didn't say anything to Sheila who opened the window before leaving.

Cook put on the new clothes Hansen had prepared for him. The brand-new clothes matched his mature and stable face and looked good. He looked left and right in front of the mirror and said, "This face-changing potion can be eaten every day. ?"

Cook touched his face. He had long been uncomfortable with his slightly younger baby face. Such a look with **** scumbag really made him too much. It's just that this **** uncle scumbag is still holding a little baby with wide eyes looking at him who doesn't know what he is doing. Fearing that Little Gunter saw everyone change their appearance, Hansen sent a small bottle of eye drops the next day, and dropped it into Little Gunter's eyes, so he could see their real appearance.

This bottle of eye drops is more expensive than the face-changing potion, and of course it is all on Sheila.

"Dad, this potion costs about 2,000 gold coins. You can calculate your cost." Sheila vomited. At this time, she put down her big braids and turned them into curvy hairs. Wearing a lovely bow, wearing a delicate red skirt and beautiful moccasin boots. Oh, she didn't drink any potion, now it's as if she has undergone a plastic surgery.

She touched her face for a long time while looking in the mirror, and she turned out to be so good-looking. Sure enough, it's natural beauty.

The Pats are very satisfied with their new look, except for Oser, who sits in the chair and looks at the narcissistic Sheila from time to time and laughs.

After Osser changed the clothes Hansen gave him, he was totally uncomfortable. He who obviously likes to wear a mage gown was actually ordered to put on a small suit and shoulder straps, and Hansen also bought a spare one. His beret, the whole suit was tied down, and he almost vomited through it, why is it so annoying and complicated!

The high-necked jacket he wore in the palace was much more beautiful than this rustic outfit!

The only Oser who was very dissatisfied with his normal face and complicated clothes, his eyes were staring at the smug Sheila from time to time, feeling unhappy with himself.

When all of them packed their luggage, Monica and Hansen came to their house. Monica nodded with satisfaction when she saw the Pats' family that had changed greatly.

The face-changing potion will make certain changes according to the appearance requested by me, but...Monica looks at Sheila, whose facial features have not changed at all, "You seem to have not changed much?"

"I think I am completely different from the past. There is no need to drink the potion!" Sheila said in a special way. The reason she said was one of the reasons, and the other reason was that she really couldn't bear such an expensive potion. It's all consumed and clean, maybe someday it will be used again!

Monica looked at Sheila's small eyes and knew her ghostly thoughts. The potion she gave was the amount of 4 people, Sheila just saved the next time and was going to use it for him, seeing that she had indeed followed her. The temperament was different, and it was hard to recognize unfamiliar people, so she acquiesced to her greedy spirit.

"Well, I will take you out of the house to the entrance of the flying boat, and then you will go in by yourself." After Monica finished speaking, she began to take out a gorgeous magic wand.

This is the first time Sheila has seen Monica’s wand. The golden wand is carved with intricate patterns and is inlaid with a red gem that shines from time to time and is bigger than a fist. Sheila has never seen such a beautiful wand. I have seen it, and there is envy in his unblinking eyes.

She is an enchanter and will never be able to hold such a powerful wand.

Seeing that everyone was attracted by this magic wand, even Osser, who usually had his eyes higher than the top, had bright light in his eyes. Monica laughed and said, "Bringing so many people through the space can easily cause the instability of the space tunnel, so it is necessary With the magic wand blessing, you come here first."

When Pat's family approached Monica, she was chanting a long, convoluted spell, and a huge magic circle appeared on the ground. When her spell ended, the Pat's family felt dizzy.

In an instant, they came to the entrance of the flying boat at the northernmost point of Sarat. In order to avoid the crowd, the exit they chose was behind the big tree that Monica had positioned in advance.

Sheila glanced at the front and said that it was the entrance of the flying boat. In fact, it was a lawn like a large ranch surrounded by a fence that was in vain. She also saw a small house selling tickets not far away, and many people were lining up. The team is waiting to buy tickets.

"I have asked Hansen to buy the tickets for you. It is a VIP seat and a 10 gold coin. Although the ordinary seat is much cheaper, the environment is really not good." Monica handed the ticket to Sheila, which was very interesting. Looked at Sheila.

Sheila coughed lightly, indicating that she understood, didn't it mean that she remembered to pay back the money?

Monica handed Sheila a crystal ball, and said, "If you have anything, remember to use the crystal ball to contact me. If I don't reply temporarily, you can leave a message. If you need to express, use magic to open it, spell I wrote it in. You should be able to start it."

The so-called express delivery is very likely to be used to express gold coins. Sheila murmured secretly.

She will know later that a crystal ball like this can only be connected to one person, and its value is more expensive than her full wealth, but this time, Monica didn't mention it.

Of course, it may also be because Monica is one of the developers, so the inventory is quite large.

"If you encounter any conflicts with others, you can use your badge." Monica patted Sheila's head after the last sentence, and smiled when she saw her true reluctance, "Go, remember We must continue to study hard."

Oh, not the last sentence, Monica feels like a nagging old mother at this time.

Sheila flushed her eyes and said, "Okay, Monica, I will always miss you."

Monica looked at Osser next to him again. He was carrying Pat's luggage, like a little gentleman, but the impatient face made people think that he was still a bear kid.

Monica straightened Oser's face and said solemnly, "A person can do anything only if he is alive, and nothing can be risky."

Oser's face was deformed by Monica, and she pulled her hand away unhappily, and then vaguely agreed, "I know!" Since coming to Sarat, Oser has found that he is a child who has not grown up. It feels like, these adults are verbose one by one, and they have a headache, but they are not bad...

Monica knew that Osser would never make promises indiscriminately. She nodded and signaled goodbye to Hanni and Cook, and disappeared in the same place for an instant, as if she had never appeared before.

"Then let's go too." Sheila looked at Cook and Hanni, the latter nodded, and several people walked to the entrance of the flying boat.

The group of them looked like a family with a wealth of wealth, especially Cook, who felt like they had never been so prestigious before. They held their heads tall and confidently took the lead forward.

If he didn't hold Little Gunter in his hands, the effect might be better.

The grass was wet after it had just rained. In order to prevent the soil from staining their new shoes, they walked very slowly.

If you buy a ticket, you don't have to go to the queue anymore, just walk to the flying boat with the ticket.

The ticket-checking lady wore a pink sailor hat and looked very cute. Sheila's favorite eyes made the ticket-checking lady amusedly smile, "No problem, please enter the flying boat through gate 2."

"Okay, thank you very much." Gentleman Cook said. As the head of the family, he thought it was time for him to perform well, but just as Cook finished speaking, Little Gunter's small fist hit his chin.

This look was really funny, and the lady who checked the ticket couldn't help laughing, and sent the seemingly harmonious family into the lawn leading to the flying boat. Sheila was also worried about whether their awkward performance would seem strange.

But she looked back, and there seemed to be a family of four like them behind, wearing new clothes exactly like them, and there was a teenage boy with a proud chest and a haughty face. This look exposed him. I'm very satisfied with this little suit that looks just ordinary. It's not much different from them.

It seems that there should be a lot of people who are dressed so solemnly in a flying boat like them. No wonder the ticket inspector is not surprised at all.

"Oser, have you ever been on a flying boat? You seem to be very skilled." Sheila asked curiously, looking at Oser, who was light and familiar.

"Of course I've been on this flying boat. The flying boat I've been on is more advanced than this one." Osser glanced at Sarat's flying boat contemptuously, feeling that its old one was about to fall apart.

In fact, Osser had never taken a flying boat before he ran away from home, but the flying boat he rode when he left Feryo was indeed much more refined than the one in front of him. Of course, the flying boat ticket also used the pocket money he brought out at the time. Half of it.

Oser's disgust made Sheila snorted and didn't want to talk to him anymore. She had never seen how advanced flying boats Oser had in her mouth. The sight of her in front of her made her very novel.

After walking through the lawn about 500 meters, she arrived at the parking place of the flying boat. Sheila took a look. There were three doors in total. There seemed to be no people going in at door 1. They were at door 2, and there was a line up at door 3. It looks a little worse than what they wear now, but it’s much better than their original clothes. They should be people with a good family. It’s just that the line is so lively, and it’s obvious that the seat is at the end of the flying boat. No wonder Monnie. Card said the environment may not be so good.

Sheila looked left and right while following Cook, who had checked the ticket, into the door of the flying boat.

As soon as I walked in, I felt that the temperature was quite comfortable, a bit cold but acceptable. The cabin of the flying boat was in the shape of an egg-like arc. Everyone was chatting and looking for their room number.

This looked like a hard sleeper in a train carriage in a dream. Sheila, who was still novel, was the first to find their room number. The four of them happened to occupy a whole room. The bed was like a bunk bed and placed in the middle. There is a small table, although it looks a bit old, but it is clean. Sheila sat down by the window all at once, and then leaned on the glass to look at the scenery outside the window.

Hanni and Cook naturally let Oser go in. They probably thought Oser was as curious about the scenery outside as Sheila. But in fact Oser didn't really matter at all.

But Sheila watched him sit down and pulled him over to lie down on the window, and said joyfully, "Look, here is an uphill, you can see the clock tower in the center of Salat."

In such a barren city, Osser thought there was nothing good about it, wasn't it just a bunch of broken houses? You must know that Feryo is the real prosperity. The city architecture is called a beautiful one, but he was pulled to the window by Akane and saw the far away Salat street. He could not find the location of their home here, but he could see. To the familiar city and river that they passed every day, and the small bridge that she had walked with Sheila countless times.

"Oser, can you see if there is a lumber factory?" Sheila pointed her finger on the glass and asked Oser happily.

"Idiot, that's there, you still don't recognize it." Oser, who was originally disgusted, had already leaned on the window with Sheila with relish.

The discussion between the two children also caused Cook and Hannie to look at him curiously. The little Gunter in Cook's arms is 11 months old, and he wants to watch it with his brother and sister. Sheila hurriedly hugged Little Gunter and asked him to watch the scenery together. So the three children just looked out the window and saw the flying boat slowly rising when the time came, and they finally saw that it was blocked by the grass slope. Of a whole salat.

The flying boat took off very slowly, but it was also very stable. It flew up to the sky diagonally, passing through the spreading sun after rain. The sun showed a small corner, as if shyly watching the flying boat walking away slowly, watching it keep away from its own city time and time again, and return safely again and again.

A few children watched the smaller Sarat below, and the crowd on the street slowly turned into small black spots. It only flew for less than 10 minutes, and it was already going away from the city again, Sheila's He looked at the lumber factory farther and farther away, with a slight dismay in his eyes.

Hopefully, she can meet Monica and Uncle Hansen soon. Although the company doesn't last long, she has already regarded them as her relatives a long time ago. Thinking about it, Sheila had expectations for the new Dorodo again, and the capital did not know where it was.

On the other side, Monica and Hansen are in the waiting room of the Salat City Main Office Building. Hansen is sitting on the sofa on one side. It is normal, but Monica is leaning on Erlang’s legs and leaning on the sofa cushion, domineering. Looking at the city lord who was sweating coldly.

As the lord of a city, he is also a person who has seen big scenes. If you meet a magician, all you need to do is hold the rainbow fart, but Monica is obviously not something he can do with a few rainbow farts.

He knew that Sarat had a sub-site of the Magic Association, but he couldn't imagine that there was a great magician in the sub-site! You must know that the great magician is one step away from the magician! Monica is still so young, and the road to the mage is still long. To be promoted to the mage is like an inevitable end point.

What's more, this is not an ordinary magician, but a terrifying space system. The more the Lord Salat thought about it, the more cold sweat he got.

"Kay, Kellogg Grand Mage, we have been investigating for a long time, and we have been doing our best to investigate, but it is true that we cannot find the first rumor maker who spread the rumors. Maybe he used some magic. This is really difficult for us. Ordinary people." City Lord Salat nodded and said, his moustaches trembling exaggeratedly from time to time, let people know that his heart can't hide the fear, he is always afraid that Monica will throw a big magic in anger. The ball, smashing a crater in the middle of their city, or passing the fragile him to an unknown mysterious space, these are not imaginations, but Monica has done things.

Oh, Monica Kellogg, the Space Mage, was already infamous. Why do such people come to his city? This seems to be more terrifying than any dark mage, those foolish people!

"Haha." The terrible Grand Mage Monica looked at the city lord indifferently, "You are not a good city lord. I can't find out who is the first rumor maker without saying that the city people under your hand are actually right. Do you think there is no problem with such a distorted worship of a religion?"

"This, this, the missionary power of the Guangming Shengjiao is originally beyond our control." The city lord was crying when he said it, and he was also annoyed by the group of missionaries, but what can he do to prevent them from preaching? According to the law, they can preach reasonably!

"The heart of your city is controlled by other forces. If one day their leader says that Lord City Lord will destroy the city one day, you will have to die with one word." Monica mocked mercilessly, " They are not only preaching in Salat, but according to my experience, their preaching here is the most successful. Do you know why?"

Monica's death question made City Lord Sarat tremble even more, "Because my city people are too stupid?"

"Huh?" Monica looked at him in surprise, "Are you pretty smart."

As soon as the Lord Salat wanted to bow humbly, Monica waved his hand to the wall behind him. Considering that he was a magic whiteboard, Monica thought she was already very light when she started. City Lord Sarat, who had never suffered, grinned in pain, feeling that he was about to die.

Monica couldn't hide her anger and stood up and said, "A good city, not good construction, development of education, let the missionary control the future of her city! Are you stupid X! I thought you didn't know! I didn't expect you to know Ah! Who blames your city people for being so stupid?! It's not that they have a fool X city lord!"

Monica has long been investigating why Guangming Shengjiao is so successful in Salat, that is because they have always appeared in front of everyone in an image of kindness and charity, and the children of ordinary city residents can still give certain life items Can go to the school they organize to learn knowledge. According to them, if you learn well, you can become a noble pastor or scholar in the future. Even if you fail to learn well, you can become a missionary like them and get rid of the fate of labor.

The temptation like this is in the eyes of many people living in a difficult life like a god. They also send noodles to the poor from house to house from time to time, even if it is hard noodles, it is a delicious meal after soaking in water. , This is also the kindness that makes people praise highly.

They were doing what should be done by the city lord, unknowingly buying people's hearts, and having an unusually lofty status in the eyes of the Salat people. As for the city lord of Sarat, this stupid stupid corpse, after seeing the missionaries doing these things, still didn't realize that they were stabilizing the city people for him. When this incident happened, the city lord of Sarat suddenly realized that the Guangming Shengjiao only used a small amount of cost, but it gained terrible popular support, and even if they wanted it, it could affect the development of the city.

After Monica got in and told him the rumors, the city lord of Sarat began to realize it, but it was already too late. Originally thought that he was just an ordinary city lord, but he spent a lot of money to buy the glory of enjoying his middle and old age, but he did not expect that the city lord would be so difficult to be! But no matter how much he regrets now, the effect is limited.

Monica looked at the Lord Sarat, who was curled up on the ground like a cooked prawn, with a look of disgust and hatred for iron and steel, and said coldly, "Trash!"

"Monica, it's useless to blame him now." Hansen comforted her with a good temper when she saw her so angry. Uh, in his opinion, Osser is gone, he can still let the city lord continue to manage the city well, and improve the method in the process of exploration...

"Shut up! You are also a trash! Living here for more than 3 years! Letting a religion be so deceptive! You are also an idiot with water in your head!" Monica's words are still full of power, and Hansen has a chest pain. .

"I...I'm just an errands and recluse who is responsible for handing over the little magician." And he doesn't have any conspiracy and tricks in his mind, and he doesn't have any offensive magic in his flesh! It's too hard for him!

"So you are also a waste!"

"..."

"Uh, okay." Here you are...

"Let's go!" Monica didn't even look at the wailing City Lord Sarat, walked up to Hansen and grabbed his shoulder.

"Uh, where are we going?" Hansen always felt a bad premonition.

"Of course it is to find your dear big brother and ask him to help." Monica showed a gentle smile.

Hansen's surname is Gray, and the Gray family is an ancient nobleman of Aaron, but this title is not deterrent in Monica's eyes. Such a corrupt family has nothing to be proud of. However, today is different, Monica I feel that now is the best time for them to make a difference.

"I, I have cut off the relationship with the Gray family..." Hansen reminded weakly.

"That's it. We can threaten him unscrupulously to do something for us." Monica smiled and pulled Hansen away from the main building. She still remembered the eldest son of the Gray family, who clearly looked like a gentle scum, in private. But he is extremely afraid of death. I don't know if it was too bad for them to repair before, but now it is almost responsive to them when encountering them, which is especially easy to use.

Hansen remembered his poor elder brother who was not much different from City Lord Sarat, so he could only sigh silently. For Monica, it doesn't matter what happened in the past, what matters is whether she needs it now.

This is what Hansen particularly likes to be able to afford and put it down, well, just let her be happy.

"First of all, we have to keep Feryo's royal family busy." Monica sneered.

"...It's not easy." Feryo, the capital of Aaron, is the most powerful place for magicians on the continent, and it is not good for them to mess around there.

"If you can't kill them, you have to create some trouble for them, to buy time for the growth of the two children."

"...Uh, Monica, I think you are very suitable to be a mother."

"Heh." Monica looked at Hansen with a gentle face, "If you say one more thing, your third leg will be gone."

Hansen shivered and lowered his head: "..."

Oser and Sheila probably didn't expect that even if they left Sarat, Monica and Hansen would still stand in front of them, so that they could continue to grow up happily and worry-free in the past few years.

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