I Was Reincarnated as a Poor Farmer in a Different World, so I Decided to Make Bricks to Build a Castle - Chapter 33

Severe malpractice continues.

Years of famine left people dead and the earth devastated.

Humans are foolish.

Although wars were originally repeated, in recent years more wars have broken out over food.

In the meantime, I ran into some food.

It's called a hatsuka.

It is famous for being grown everywhere and in rough fields.

However, the taste is not terrible.

It is known as a junk vegetable made by poor farmers because it cannot be eaten unless it is a miscellaneous livestock that eats everything.

But the hatsuka I ate at this time was different.

The taste is bad.

It's not so bad that I can't eat it, and if I just fill my stomach, it won't be a problem.

The salted hatsuka was on the table even in the crop-free winter.

Because it is bigger than before, there is also a crunchy texture and a good taste.

There are other things that make this hatsuka different from other hatsuka.

It grows faster than anything else.

Ordinary hatsuka can be eaten in about 20 days.

But he said that he would grow up to about half that.

This was beginning to spread secretly in very few regions.

With this, more farmers may be able to overcome crop failure.

I'm a businessman.

If there is a battle, things move and profit.

I can make a profit if I think I'm going to.

However, it is troublesome that the world has become so rough.

This hatsuka will at least reduce the number of people who starve to death.

So I decided to look into this hatsuka a little bit.

A despicable village near the northern forest.

That seems to be the root of this hatsuka.

I wonder if they found a new species of hatsuka in the woods.

I decided to go to the village as well as investigate.

I was surprised to follow.

Nowadays, there is a more harsh atmosphere in every village.

But I didn't feel anything like that in this village.

We are all poor, but we are not all on the verge of starvation.

Apparently, Hatsuka grew up all over the village and lived far from hunger.

In that way, I met a boy.

He's still a young boy who hasn't even had a baptism.

The child wanted to sell a lot of sandals.

It was a sandal made with the stem of a hatsuka.

I was also surprised by this.

The stem was stronger than the normal one, and it seemed pretty sturdy.

Normally, I don't really want to buy sandals.

Since the unit price is cheap and takes up quite a lot of space, there is no profit.

However, the village did not go any further by the forest, but only through the route back to the city from now on.

Only about half of the items sold in this village are empty.

You may buy this sandal to fill the hole.

That's why I bought sandals from the boy.

This boy was a strange child.

He was very smart.

Apparently, it's the first time I've seen money.

However, the total amount of sandals purchased was calculated immediately.

Normally, peasants are often not good at calculating numbers.

However, my brain's good ability was also demonstrated in the question attack against me.

I keep asking if there's anything I can sell.

I decided to answer the question with the momentum of telling all the product information I got around.

I also bought a lot of hatsuka with sandals, and then I went to various villages.

I encouraged farmers everywhere to grow the hatsuka.

Even so, they grow hatsuka in every village.

Even though it is a new type of hatsuka, there is nothing to think about purchasing it and growing it.

I decided to sell Hatsuka with a set of sandals.

I don't know if it is because of that, but the buyer was not zero.

To that extent, there were a few plants that I was interested in growing in the middle of the talk.

I used to go around so much, but something came to mind about the boy in the village.

After all, the speed with which the boy's head spins does not seem to belong to the peasants.

I felt that way, and somehow I decided to go see the boy again.

Afterwards, I went to the village of the north on a regular basis.

The boy brought me sandals every time.

And every time, I have launched a long question-and-answer campaign.

But that was by no means unpleasant.

All I had to do was look forward to that time.

My relationship with the boy continued even after the age of 18.

Every time I visit the village, the boy grows older and older.

Since when does the boy sell anything but sandals?

Magic mushrooms.

Magic mushrooms that can be harvested in the forest are valuable and traded at a high price.

It is a pedestrian to this village, which has not been a great profit until now, but this will suffice.

But is there such a small child in the woods?

It's too dangerous.

It is too sad that a boy I know so well will disappear while he is still young.

I advised you not to go into the woods until you were a little older.

But it's no problem, it's just a little bit of a mess.

The boy has eyes full of conviction that he is perfectly fine.

But this is dangerous.

I have seen such eyes many times before.

Because there have been so many young people with delusional confidence.

I'm fine if I'm on my own.

Many talented young people died saying that.

I want to try not to do that at all.

That's what I thought. I wondered if there was anything else I could buy from the boy.

And it was found quickly.

Bricks.

Behind the boy's house is a brick building that is used as a storage.

At first, this warehouse was so solid that I thought it was the boy's house.

I looked at the brick.

This brick was made with incredible accuracy.

It was like a brick that didn't look at everything and thought it was exactly the same.

Besides, all sides are terribly clean and insane.

I thought it would be solid building materials even if it was just piled up.

Such bricks were piled up like garbage on the ground near the storage facility.

What made so many bricks for?

From what I just heard, it seems that other villagers take it with them and use it.

Then I can buy it.

Because there are places where you can buy bricks that are now building materials.

That's how I talked to the boy about selling bricks.

But the boy replied surprisingly to me.

I came out with some dishes to buy us over bricks.

After all...

I saw the dishes and realized who the boy was.

I've never seen more beautiful dishes than glass.

Farmers can't have such a thing.

An unusually smart boy who doesn't seem to be a peasant.

The boy is probably of noble origin.

Maybe it's an ancestral family treasure.

If you look at living in this village wearing worn-out clothes with other peasants, it may be a fallen family line.

Still, I wonder if you're showing such a precious thing to others.

Not necessarily without the bandits who listened.

I thought I'd tell the boy not to show people dishes like this treasure.

But I remember when I warned you not to go into the woods.

You may not even have ears to listen to us if it's okay.

That's what I thought. I tried to convince him from another direction.

It was impossible because I didn't have the connections to sell this dish.

The boy who heard it nodded honestly, well, he stopped talking about dishes after that.

Well, I was greedy and bought only one set cheaply.

The interaction with the boy continued in that way.

The boy was old enough to finish the baptism ceremony.

After the baptism ceremony, it was difficult for any family to do magical mischief by children, but there were no signs of that.

Even such a boy was to be surprised again by Ars.

That's because the beast eggs that Ars bought were born in the form of riders.

The amazing thing about Ars will always be the uplifting.

Despite selling bricks and magical mushrooms, I'm always looking for something new.

I've heard the reason before.

I want a weapon to go to war.

That was why Ars told me.

I see.

Ars must want to rebuild the fallen aristocracy with an army medal in battle.

I thought maybe Ars' parents weren't real parents.

For some reason, I wonder if they keep and raise the noble child who ran away with the treasure.

It turned into a conviction when I saw Ars riding a beast named Valkyrie without ever having to.

This guy is definitely going to be big.

I had a hunch in me.

We may need to build a stronger relationship here.

I thought so. I made a deal.

It's a deal to monopolize the beast that Ars breeds.

I suppose I've bought sandals that haven't been very profitable before.

He thought I was quite trustworthy of Ars.

The agreed terms and conditions were almost equivalent.

This relationship must be preserved at all costs.

By the time we grow up and return to nobility, we will have to gain more credibility than ever before.

In this way, my life always revolved around the neighborhood boy.