Translator: Dj2203
Editor: Dj2203
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The door that Manny-san opened led to the Adventurer’s Guild reception counter. We entered through the back door and saw that there were already people lined up near the counter.
At the front were the two warriors I’d met yesterday, Najina and Wozma. Noticing us, Najina raised his hand. I returned a quick greeting and immediately began preparing to sell.
However, there is one thing that has changed from yesterday’s plan.
I was planning to make a simple sales counter by attaching two tables to the back of the guild, but I changed it to right next to the guild entrance.
Customers who bought bread could go to the table in the back and eat it there. It reminded me of a fast food restaurant that doesn’t allow takeout.
The reason for the change was that if we had set up the stall at the back of the guild as originally planned, there would have been no way to stop people from buying it and reselling it outside. Jam is an expensive item, so there was a risk that someone might take it outside and resell it, and if the merchants’ guild found out where the bread was coming from, they might be harassed.
If it were just me, I could escape, but it’s not that easy for Maon who lives in this town. So to prevent that, I’ve decided to limit eating and drinking to within the guild.
In other words, the only people who can eat this bread are those who belong to the Adventurer’s Guild.
The condition is that it must be adventurers or employees.
In modern terms, it would be like a members-only service, and it would be nice if it could create a sense of premium and exclusivity…
First, I moved four sturdy wooden tables that had been set up near the entrance to the guild. “Leave it to me,” Manny said, pushing the tables forward. I had imagined Manny as a strong-willed and active woman, and it seems my prediction was correct. No, maybe she was even more than that, or at the very least, she seemed quite powerful.
As for me, I helped Manny push the table while carefully deciding on the positioning. Meanwhile, Sylphy and Femi were guiding and organizing the other adventurers lined up.
I was worried about whether the reception staff would be able to handle the work, but there was no one in line at the reception counter, so maybe there was no problem.
I used the table that Manny had set up as a sales counter, laid out a baking sheet on it, and arranged the bread on it. I also attached a sheet of paper with the product name and features that I had written at home the night before.
The reason is that it is actually quite expensive in this world. The reason is the existence of the word “high.”
In the Japanese sense, a hyponym is equivalent to hiragana, which represents the sounds of words, like the Japanese alphabet.
Incidentally, many people who live in towns are involved in commerce and industry, and POPs are often used on store signs. That’s why they are so familiar with them. Even people from rural areas who have few opportunities to use letters say that they understand some of the hyponyms, even if they don’t understand them all. For example, they have the opportunity to see them when they come into town to sell crops, and they memorize them. In other words, they want to take advantage of this high literacy rate and have POPs play a role in explaining products.
Incidentally, since there are hyponyms, there are also hypernyms. These are similar to Japanese kanji, combining several sounds, or the single character can be a proper noun or technical term. Official documents such as laws and administrative documents, exchanges between nobles, and large business transactions are apparently kept as hypernyms.
Now, as for the POP… I wrote things like, “Jam Bread… Bread filled with sweet and sour jam.” “Anpan… Bread filled with sweet beans from around the country. Recommended by the staff.” Incidentally, the reason I recommended the anpan is because it was the one that was left over the night before, and I bought it all up, so I have plenty in stock. So it would be bad if it remained unsold.
For now, I’ve finished preparing the items for sale, so I call out to the adventurers waiting in line.
“Everyone, sorry to have kept you waiting. We will now begin selling. However, I have two requests before we begin selling. First, this bread will only be sold to adventurers and guild staff, with a limit of two per person. Second, and this is the most important, please only eat it within the guild. Taking it outside is prohibited.”
I got looks and comments that seemed to ask, “Why?”
“The truth is, yesterday we were trying to sell bread at the merchants’ guild when we were assaulted and injured by the guild leader’s son and his bodyguard, and they ‘ve threatened us that if we sell bread there again, we won’t get it for free. I can’t stand the thought of Grandma Maon getting hurt again, even if it’s fine for me. So… I’ve asked the adventurers’ guild, which the merchants’ guild can’t touch, to help me out, and I’ve registered as an adventurer and will be delivering bread to them… and I’ll be selling it here… From now on, I’ll be preparing delicious bread, including jam buns, so I hope you’ll all look forward to it.”
I said, bowing my head. I called Maon “Grandma” because I’m considered a distant relative of hers. We’ve become close since coming to this town, and although it’s only been a day since we met, she’s taken care of me, so I can’t let her suffer any cruelty.
“The son of the head of the merchant guild…?”
“Ah, that Miller’s Hangus!”
The adventurers all started chattering away.
“Miller?”
I asked Maon.
“Ah, Hangus Company sells bread, wheat, and flour made from it.”
Maon responded.
“The flour that that miller produces is dry and very black, so they must have a lot of stuff in it.”
“Yeah, they deliver bread to the nobles every day. They bake bread using the best white parts of wheat for them, and on the other hand, they bake bread for us using the leftovers mixed with other ingredients.”
The adventurer spat out the words.
“But this guy’s bread is different!”
Najina, who was at the front of the line, spoke up.
“I happened to try the bread here yesterday, and wow, it’s really white bread. What’s more, it’s filled with sweets and other delicious things that will fill you up.”
“I tried it too. Not only the inside, but the bread itself had a strong barley aroma. It was soft and had a nice texture.”
Wozma followed Najina.
“Hey, if it’s that good bread, we want to eat it too!”
When someone spoke up, several voices echoed in agreement.
“That’s why, that’s why. What my big brother said earlier was about taking it outside. If those damn basta**s from the merchant guild find out, you’ll never be able to eat again.”
“Okay, so just let me eat it quickly.”
The adventurers all raised their voices.
“Hehe… that’s it, big brother.”
Najina-san grinned.
I replied to Najina that I understood, and then I loudly declared:
“Now, let’s start selling bread!”
….
“Hehe… First off, this… Big Bro, what’s this?”
After choosing the bean bun, Najina pointed to the mayonnaise bun with sausage on top and read out the product name written on the POP.
“Mayo… What’s that…? It looks like some kind of meat on top…”
Najina tilts his head, unable to imagine what it tastes like.
“Wieners are meat that has been mashed up and stuffed into animal intestines and then cooked.”
After I gave a simple explanation, Najina seemed to have suddenly realized something and spoke up.
“Oh, huh!”
Apparently something similar exists.
“And mayo, to be precise it’s called mayonnaise… this sticky stuff that’s a mix of white and yellow, somewhere between bread and sausage. It’s a popular condiment in my hometown, and some people even eat it with all kinds of food. It’s delicious.”
After hearing my explanation, Najina said, “Okay, I’ll go with that,” and handed me a thin silver plate.
I handed it over to Maon, who handled the accounting.
“Maon-san, what is this?”
I asked as I put the bread into the wrapper.
She told me that one of these coins is worth 10 cupronickel coins, similar to a 1,000 yen note in Japan.
Next, Wozma chose a cream bun and a croquette bun. While paying, Najina said, “I can’t wait until we get to the table. I wonder what this “Uinnaa” with the “mayo” in it that you’re talking about tastes like, I’ll have a bite!!”
Najina said as he took a bite of the mayonnaise inner bread while standing.
PARRY!
The sound of biting into coarsely ground sausages reverberated from Najina’s mouth. The sound startled everyone in the room for a moment, and all their eyes were on Najina. Everyone was shocked.
However, it was Najina herself who looked the most surprised.
“Wh, what is this?!”
Najina yelled after quickly swallowing the first bite.
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