Seiun wo Kakeru

Age, who had gotten the material for the soap, was quickly putting out his sperm in making tools.

The wire was pulled out to the thinnest hole in the sheet metal, which became very thin and ultimately seemed like yarn.

Now the gold mesh can do fine things with the eyes.

Age herself had never worked like making gold nets out of wire.

Normally, it's not a blacksmith's job.

For this reason, we shall continue to make it yesterday with all the blacksmiths.

Firstly, secure the two thin bars so that they do not move horizontally.

This may be a projection on the left or right side, such as a wooden frame.

If you leave it to fold back with that stick and let it go and go with a single wire, the longitudinal axis of the gold mesh can be created.

Next I hold another wire, and now I go through the wire to the side.

The point is to insert a single stick so that the wire can be crossed from the beginning, so that the folder can be used.

Once the horizontal axis is passed, nature and the wire become intersecting.

Put that neatly on hand and eliminate the gap.

To ensure a firm and uniform clearance at this time, if not carefully pulled over, it would not serve as a gold net for the filter and the impurities would be mixed.

When I let people do this kind of work, people still make the difference between being good at it and not being good at it.

Dante didn't care about his deceptive movements, and he was disturbed to look at his head as often as he did earlier.

When Age spoke, she gave a weak look.

"I don't like this kind of thinning, do I? More like this, there's no job you can do with power."

"Yesterday's work on the wire was great."

"Yeah, yeah, that's fine."

"But if it's that simple, it's just being used by people, and you can't keep your name as an artisan."

"Muggle, don't bother."

"Even blacksmiths have different jobs. I hope you're looking forward to building something with that power in the future."

Complaining, Dante's hand won't stop.

I liked the attitude of doing my job well, even though I said so.

What's more, a man in the shape of a professional wrestler about two metres has just about a millimeter of wire to loom a gold net.

When I see the landscape where I work, I have to feel uncomfortable.

If I make it Dante, I guess one of the things that makes me want to whine about stupidity is that it's a human being.

Hang in there, speaking up, Dante picked up the pace, though he seemed frustrated again.

Outreach An honest, cute one.

Now I have nothing to say if I can make a more humble statement, but then don't lose the Dante look.

"Parents, look at mine, too."

"Mm-hmm. Katarina is...... you're good. These kinds of detailed tasks are better suited than mine."

"Really? Yay."

Catalina, representing her honest joy, drew Age's hand.

Oh, my hands are getting a little stiff.

I guess it's because I work so hard to shake the hammer every day.

Catalina's hands, unlike when she first started working, were beginning to form light octopuses in her palms and fingers.

Gloves and front hangings made of leather are now being used to make them less uncomfortable.

It would mean that I'm starting to get familiar with it a little bit more as a blacksmith than a dye job.

Plus, you enjoyed your job, more natural smiles.

I often get such an attractive look on my face that it makes me dodgy.

Of course I'm still just a chick as a craftsman.

But it seemed like each of them had grown hard, and Age was happy.

With the gold net in place, I'm ready.

The most experienced soap maker is Pietro.

I couldn't beat the stench last year and it was very helpful to do the work.

This year I decided to go with one of the ingredients for making soap, making ash juice, to make them fully remember how to make it.

I don't mind Dante or Catalina helping me with the rest of the work.

The most important mixing ratios, for example, would need to be hidden.

"Okay, let's get started"

"Yes. What do you do first?

"Mix the water with the ash and filter it."

Copy that, sir.

Following Age's instructions, Pietro transfers the ash from the accumulated container to the barrel, where he puts the water.

More recent dealings with the village of Tal have resulted in the use of turtles than barrels.

The bottom was fitted with a faucet, just like last year, and this time the filter decided to use a gold net.

"Parents, can I have the soap I used this time, too?

"Of course I do. Why all of a sudden?

"No, I'm fine with either one of them... you know, Sarah's one wants to look beautiful..."

Pietro's face, which turned towards him, dyed red.

Sarah is Bernardo's daughter, a pardon with Pietro.

I used to rebel that I didn't like it every time, but this is how my friends may have progressed a little in thinking about presents.

"Well, well, well."

"Oh, are you enjoying your parents?

"No, that's not true. But then I have to make you something nice."

"You're smiling so good!

Age realizes her cheeks will loosen.

I absolutely don't like it when I'm made fun of, so I don't want to offend people as much as I can.

But why is it so fun to talk about someone else's sweet and sour love?

"So, are you and Sarah doing well?

"Well, I was wondering if it would be a ceremony next year or so"

"Congratulations. We need to get ready now so we can celebrate as luxuriously as possible."

"It's going to be really important for my parents to be ready for a year."

"No, that's not true. By the way, when we get married, do we split the house?

"Yeah, I think we're moving into a new house."

"Right."

Then a set of cooking tools would not be a burden to give away.

Or would it all be better for Pietro to make his own?

Celebration also makes it a good gift for Pietro to give him the opportunity to make and practice something he hasn't given permission to yet.

It's not a bad idea to let Pietro choose for himself.

If you want to make your own cookware, Age can make something else and give it to you.

I thought I needed to think about the area, not right away.

Soap making went well.

Vegetable soap from unused oils, such as olive oil and grapeseed oil.

Animal soap made from cattle, pigs, boars, sheep, etc.

And mixed soap utilizing waste oil.

For this inner vegetable soap, it was successfully solidified with salt.

There was no problem with the use of liquid soap separately.

However, when solidified, it is easier to carry in transactions, etc.

These are luxury goods.

Pepper once said it was worth equal to gold coins, but this luxury soap won't let it soar by that much either, but it will be worth the equivalent.

The aim is the Lady of each village mayor or the Lady of the lord Nazioni.

Animal soap would be at the heart of the use to pay taxes, mainly to Nazioni, and of the traded goods.

Production fell slightly as the number of simmering livestock decreased compared to last year.

It did not decrease dramatically because some of the oil collected by Jean had just recently been shimmered and could be used as is.

The last waste oil soap had a really oxidized odor, and salt analysis alone was impossible to completely deodorize.

Performance as industrial soap would be adequate.

We can use it ourselves, especially in the village of Siena, because of plans to become more industrialized in the future, such as the gear of a hydro-hammer.

Age had these soaps lined up with zurali before Jean.

Jean has an invincible look on her face.

Let me make enough money this year.

"This isn't gonna be like last year. Mostri Village has stockpiles."

"Let me start by giving you this soap for your last oil and as a fee for looking for the ore"

"... oops. Well, here's the thing."

About ten turtles of waste oil are exchanged for one turtle containing soap.

If you don't think about the rent, it's a broken profit of 10% of the cost.

It's an exclusive product, and in a way, I think Age would have a natural interest rate.

Jean then wrote down the soap replacement ratio on the board on the wooden board.

Only a very small number of them could use it, but there were letters.

There are many expressions about taxes, such as wheat and sheep, that have been made.

The numbers were decimal.

Officials like Franco and merchants like Jean and Clown can handle letters.

And in the village of Siena, Adele, a witch, Fernando's wife knew the letters.

Age was also taught some letters.

Most of the letters dealt with were easy to remember because the numbers were central.

Japanese for normal recording.

When doing business like this one, I try to use local characters.

"So, here's the candle for the new product!

What Age confidently took out was a candle created from beeswax.

It is a limited quantity product made from beeswax naturally harvested in the woods because it has not been successful in beekeeping, but its light intensity is several times brighter than lighting a fire in an oil dish.

Agee deliberately took Jean out into the dark and lit a candle in front of her.

Jean, who saw the real thing, let her pull the muscles on her face and began to hold her if she had a headache.

"... Hey, wait a minute"

"What is it?

"Please, don't make just one new product after another. We have a budget and a plan."

"So, shall we do it next time?

"No, wait, wait! If they show you this stuff in front of you and you don't buy it, you're disqualified as a merchant."

"I see. Because those who do want it will want it, even if it's expensive. More importantly, Mr. Clown is going to want it. So, what do you do? Not necessarily the next time you come."

"Okay...... I'll buy it"

Jean blued her complexion as Age wrote the numbers on the wooden plaque.

If you think only of your income and expenditure with this village, it is clearly a deficit.

Even though turning to another village in the future will make it more expensive to sell, I guess there is something hard to spend temporarily.

Jean ended up releasing some of the gold and silver treasures in his possession.

Now we can present Tania with the ornaments again.

Shall I give it to Mr. Catalina once in a while?

"I... lost again? Or did you win... I don't know."

Against troubled Jean, Agee grins superbly and utters a word.

"Every time"