500 The 24th of the Yellow Moon ③ - Asta's Tummy Proposal

"I can't tell you what calculation I've been working on. Damn, you'll be caring ahead, sir!

After commerce, it was Zwei-Rutim who freshly made such noise in the carriage.

Today's work was done, but the square was packed with a large crowd, making it difficult to move Totos' pulling luggage. So it was decided to hold a reflection session on this occasion for a while.

It does not move the cargo, so the cargo carriers are lined with more people than the original capacity. With the faces of Fou, Run, Die, Lady of Lehn, Zwei-Rutim, Me, Raina-Rou, Rimi-Rou, from the front of the carrier, Ai-Fa, and from the rear, Giza-Rou were anxious to see what was going on inside.

"Three red copper coins for one foot and shoulder, and nine white copper coins for one box. The chest and back consist of five red copper coins for one person and fifteen white copper coins for one box. This is all we have to do, but what do we need to take care of, sa?

"I'm sorry," the four ladies are nagging. Along the way, I switched members and had all four of them go through the calculation of copper coins, but it seemed impossible to satisfy Zwei-Rutim as one.

"When I handcuffed him by the woods, Lehn's you answered all the time. Sho? Why were you holding on so tight today, Sa?

"Ha, yes...... after all, this was the first time I had ever had a business dealing with people in town, so maybe I was disturbing my mind..."

"It's not like the outlaws were wandering around, and the men were around, so no reason to disturb your mind, Sho? I can't believe you mispaid for your legs and chest, Sa! I almost lost a fortune selling it like that, yo!

"Also, I'm sorry. After all, I didn't seem to be a normal mind..."

From the two ladies slumping and dropping their shoulders, Zwei-Rutim turns his gaze to the left. Sitting there were the oldest fou women.

"You seem to have been the most sophisticated of all, sir. In the meantime, I never got the price wrong, and sa"

"Yeah, maybe he was more calm than everyone else for eating his years."

The women of Fou, who speak comfortably to me and to Ai-Fa, were also changing their tone when dealing with those who would join the chieftaincy.

Zwei-Rutim said, "Hum!" He snorts, and then he sniffs about me.

"Is that really all we're talking about, sir? I don't think I would have answered that much when I was handy if I had two of us with 13 legs and seven breasts."

"Oh, they said you were chosen for this job because you're good at counting the numbers among the fou. In fact, it was a brilliant arrangement when I was handy."

"Hmm? In Koch, younger ladies seemed better at counting numbers than older ladies, sir"

When Zwei-Rutim said so, the women of Fou spoke with a gentle smile.

"My house wasn't poor until I reconnected with Fa's house. Often I used my head to do that with limited copper coins. Ooh. I was the daughter-in-law of the head of the family, and it's even more so."

"I see, sir," Zwei-Rutim protruded his lower lip.

"Anyway, this is not what I'm talking about, yo. If we start dealing with a lot more meat than we do now, we're supposed to have more people trying to buy it in small portions, sir. If you had three legs, eleven breasts, thirteen shoulders, four backs, what a way to buy them, could you deal with them?

The women are making their eyes black and white.

Then Zwei-Rutim came at me again.

"If you were me, wouldn't you worry about this, Sho?

"No, I'm just a little lost.... Uh, 75 out of 48, a total of 123 red copper coins, huh?

Not only the four ladies, but Raina-Lou and Limi-Lou also had their eyes round.

"Wow! How does Asta know the answer so quickly?

"First, you add the same price, the number of shoulders and feet, chest and belly, and you multiply it there by the price figure.... If you're not familiar with the calculation of" hanging ", that's going to be tough."

People by the woods also use it on a daily basis about multiplying it. Otherwise, from the fangs and horns of one Giva, it would be difficult to even calculate how many Aria and Poitan you can buy at a time.

But it's a technology that's been grasped in my life, and it's not learned because it's lineage, like me. Conversely, there was a part of me that was difficult to understand how I was doing the multiplication in an environment without a clear concept of "99".

"What is it, sir? If there are three, it's nine, and if there are nine, it's eighty-one. Sho? I don't think there's anything hard about that."

"Yes, no, I can't do so much of the calculation that exactly nine is nine. Isn't it about Asta and Zwei-Rutim who can do that?

When the Ladies of Lehn roughly said, Zwei-Rutim said, "Hmm!" I thought about it.

I decided to tell her more about the abdominal plan than before.

"By the way, I have a few suggestions for calculating sales."

"What sa? Are you going to bring up another problem while I don't clean up this one either?

"No, I think the roots are the same problem. I was wondering if you could take a look at this."

I took the secret item for the day out of the bag I left instead.

In other words, it is the book and brush purchased in Accommodation Town.

"Hum. That's a tool that people in town use to write letters, sir."

"Yeah. I'm thinking that in the future, I should write this business down. So, people in town taught me how to write the numbers used in this western kingdom."

Turning the book around size B5, the results were written down there. It is a number from "0" to "9", used in Selva, the Kingdom of the West. Next to those numbers, the number is noted in small points.

"Hung. The one who didn't write anything about this means' 0 ', sir."

"Yeah, I am. So, if it's" 24, "for example, you write a number of" 2 "on the left side and a number of" 4 "on the right side. So to represent 3660 red copper coins for today's sale, I'm not going to write like this."

I had Selva write '3660' on the next page.

"So, if you write down here the price of the meat you bought from other families, and write down the net profit figures that you deducted from it, you can announce at the Conference of Parents how rich the people of the woods are in this business."

"I see, sir..." Zwei-Rutim repeated on the previous page.

Its striking white eyes twist ten numbers together.

And a few seconds later, when Zwei-Rutim put it back on its original page, he wrote down the sarcasm numbers with a tree brush he'd taken from me.

"That's all the money I spent buying in Die and Lehn, yo. Sure, this won't make you worry about being left alone with the copper coins lent by the Lew family, sir."

"Ts, has Zwei-Rutim been remembered for all this numbers already?

When the women of the die raised their exclamation, Zwei-Rutim looked back at you.

"Like this, you can remember it when you look at it for a second, Sho? Where can it be difficult sa"

"Yes, no, I didn't expect to be remembered in a very short time like that... Of course, if this is what you need for this job, I will try to be remembered..."

"When I remember, I think it will be of great help later. Especially if you think it's effective for multiplication training."

That being said, I wrote down a new number on another book.

For now, as an example sentence, it is a nine-nine-two step.

"Here's a whole list of numbers multiplied by 2 to 9 for 2, multiplied by 2 by 4, multiplied by 2 by 3 by 6, right? If you write this on a bigger wooden board or something, and train it so you can remember when you have time, I wonder if it would be very effective in calculating."

"Ha... is that what it is...?

"You may not be able to pin it if you don't learn how to read the numbers first, but I think it will be a good training in the long run. And then, how easy is it to remember when you add it to the sound of"

"Haha. Something like Sim's mundane words!

Limi-Lu is like a puppy.

Next to it, Rayna-Lew was staring at the book with a serious look.

"It's very interesting to write down the numbers. If we master the technology, it will be very convenient to cook."

"Yeah. I think it would be very useful if you could leave the amount of ingredients, the time to simmer, that sort of thing in numbers. It takes a lot of work to tell people by mouth, even when they're handy."

But first, it's about the meat city business.

I laughed forcefully at the four women who looked anxious without saying goodbye.

"This is my first attempt, so I think it will take a long time to master. But if we're going to pass on this kind of business to future generations, I'm sure it won't be in vain."

"Yes… but can we and others be rewarded…?

"To not actually try that, I don't know. But I think I'm okay. Without learning how to write down numbers and how to multiply them systematically, it seems rather amazing to me that I'm doing the math right now."

That was what I meant.

In their culinary and commercial maneuvers, the woodland ladies have achieved so far without taking a single note. It was because they were equipped with extremely high computational abilities and memory.

"With regard to multiplication, have you ever calculated it just in your head? So by looking at these tables and mouthing the formula, I think that if you start using them to the eyes and ears, how much more can you wear them? If it seems too painful, I think we should think of another way, but why not try this way first?

"... interesting sir," Zwei-Rutim snapped low again.

Its eyes still glimpse the figures on the book.

After confirming its appearance, the women of the die stared at me with a resolute face.

"Okay. Without even trying, you can't give up. Besides... even if I can't, other women might be able to gain strength in this way. First, I'd like to ask for a hand job."

The other women, too, were nodding.

The sight is also silently watched by Giza-Lou and Ai-Fa.

Tomorrow, my warm tummy proposal seemed acceptable to my fellow Moribe brethren.

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After about half an hour, the crowd of the square finally subsided, so we could return to the woodland settlement.

First of all, settle down in the Lew family, and it is the practice of the earlier proposal. Write down the ninety-nine tables on the large wooden plank and entrust them to the women of Fou and Die. I bought as many books and brushes as I needed, so I decided to distribute them together as well.

"So, actually, I thought you might need it at the Lou's, so you bought extra."

Raina-Lou was very surprised when I handed him the book and the brush.

"So, after all, Asta also thought these techniques would help cook, right?

"Yeah. When I had a study group on handling black fuwanos in Castle Town before, someone would have written down the amount of ingredients on the book, right? Ever since I saw that, I've always wanted to incorporate that way around the woods."

"Thank you! I'm just going to write down the content of the different dishes later!

If I'd been so happy, I'd have suggested it sooner.

Regarding the meat sales work, this is the end of the matter.

"The market for meat takes place every three or four days. Joining continuously from the beginning is a rush, so why not take a break once in between and join the city every six or seven days?

"Yes, if it's okay with the same amount as this one, I don't think there's anything wrong with it"

"Well, if there's any looseness, shall we take the form of adding a few boxes? He told me that I could get twice as many from Castle Town today, and that he would buy them out if they sold out in Accommodation Town."

The story, that brings it together.

Say hello to Vertigo and start the return journey. At that time, Zwei-Rutim snuck up on me and whispered:

"... Next, because you can't lose, sir"

What are you talking about?

Without answering my question, Zwei-Rutim just gets into the Die family's luggage.

As I was tilting my neck, Raina-Lou, who happened to be nearby, laughed at me.

"I'm sure that was regrettable because the ladies who handled Asta were more well calculated than the ladies who handled her?

"Yeah? Because he was so good, I had nothing to do with it."

"But I guess it's not a bad story for Zwei-Rutim either. Zwei-Rutim had a very tough attitude toward the women of Die and Lehn, but that seemed kind of... treating them as human beings within him as well."

"Oh, I think so."

Besides, Zwei-Rutim watched the women's every step of the way very hard. And the women of Die and Lehn also seemed to trust and respect Zwei-Rutim very much.

"The bad mouth is the same, but I think Zwei-Rutim is changing. Otherwise, there's no way Gazran-Rutim would give Mr. Rutim."

"Yeah, I thought so, too."

Afterwards, we were to do chores, whether it was Michelle's house or this, before returning to Fa's house.

Human cooperation in knowing the western letters was essential in challenging a new attempt to note the recipe. Also, the people of the Inn Town, starting with Milan-Math, were only in knowledge about numbers and simple letters, so there was no more comfortable being than Michele, who grew up in Castle Town.

I spent quite a bit of time there, so by the time I got home to Fa's, Jomtien was now too.

Ai-Fa and Brave are the limits to the woods.

Today, however, was set as the so-called half-day off day, which ends only with confirmation of the trap set.

"Then I'll be back in about two minutes. Have you forgotten my words?

"Yeah. I'm supposed to interrupt Fow's house today, so I'm fine."

Because today was my birthday, it was decided that I would serve a festive dish.

So, because Ai-Fa insisted that he could not concentrate when there was someone else, he was strictly ordered to keep the space open.

"Bye. You'll be back by sundown, too."

"Yeah. Take care of yourself. I wish you a safe return to the woods.... Brave, too, firm."

Rarely speaking, Brave was waving his short tail as he blinked his witty black eyes.

After seeing Brave and I-Fa walk away into the woods like that, I go for Fow's house again in my luggage car. Tomorrow's business meeting and culinary study group were supposed to be borrowed from you.

When we arrived at Fou's house, a large crowd had already gathered.

They are the women of the family who take Fou, Gaz and Ratz as their parent muscles. This was the full member of the day, as Fay-Baim and Lily-Lavitz would only help with their work on the way home from the street commerce.

Think of it that way and then realize that one important member is missing.

A family bloodline who, like Bayme and Ravitz, opposes the conduct of Fa's house, but just one important person who is helping me with my work in full operation - namely, there was no sign of Tour-Din.

"Ah, Asta. Good luck this morning. I've just heard from the women of Fou about a market for meat."

Yun-Sudra laughs as she rocks the grey-brown sidetail.

Indeed, the other women seemed eager to listen as they surrounded the planks of trees marked with ninety-nine tables.

"Yeah. As for the first day, it turned out to be unpleasant.... By the way, isn't Tool-Din here yet?

"Yes. The day clock just pointed to Jomtien, and it's about time -"

When Yun-Sudra called it that, he could hear the tone pulling the luggage from behind the square.

The women who were chatting with Peppa also squeeze with it.

Eventually, the luggage truck approached before Kamadu's cabin in Fou's main house.

"I'm sorry I'm late. Haven't you started work yet?

Tool-din coming off the carrier, bowing his head deeply.

It was the Zaza family's luggage, and it was Sufila-Zaza holding the reins.

"I just got here with you, too. Good luck with Sphilla-Zaza too."

"... this is what my brother Georg said, and it's the parents who admitted it, so I don't think we're talking about you getting screwed"

It was still a cool Sphilla-Zaza today.

It was here that Tour-Din went out to the northern settlement from noon, the day before the holidays, until this hour of the following day, to work on the cuisine's whims. That was, indeed, what started with the way Sphyla-Zaza said.

It was the familiar Sphilla-Zaza who brought the Tour-din, thus also relieving the tension of the women who were on the spot. Even those of them who became friends with Din and Lid were still more subject to awe than the Lou family.

"See you in five days, Tour-Din. Excuse me, sir."

"Oh, wait a minute. There was something I wanted to share with the settlers in the north."

When I called him that way, Sphyla-Zaza frowned in disgust.

"What is it? I don't think you need to ask me anything about starting selling meat in town until the Parents' Conference."

"No, it's a separate matter. I was just about to talk to you, so listen to me when you have time."

Sphilla-Zaza frowned and still brought the reins to the tree around it, approaching Kamadu's cabin.

"Everyone else, listen before you start your work. Actually, we're talking about the numbers on your board."

That's how effective it is for me to write down the amount of ingredients and how much time I put on fire when cooking.

"Stick, you don't have to memorize Selva's letters beforehand. You just have to write it down elsewhere again to see which number that letter represents. This way, if you put that number of dots next to the letters, you wouldn't be wrong either, would you?

"I see. Indeed, it seems convenient to learn the tricky dishes."

It was the elderly women of Gaz who said so.

From next door, the young ladies of Rats raise their voices, "But".

"How can I tell which dish portion that number indicates? You can't go wrong with one or two dishes, but if it goes up to five or ten, you're not going to know which one."

"No, before that, how do I tell which number is which ingredient's portion?

I was thinking ahead of time about that.

"In the beginning, I think we have to discern it by painting and color. If it was meat dumplings, I'd paint a round picture, or salt would be written in red letters, like that. However, in parallel, why not remember Selva's letters as symbols?

"Selva's letter, as a symbol?

That was quicker to show in practice.

"Even in the Inn Town, not so many letters were used. So this was taught by Michele, a guest of the Lew family… here it says salt in red, sugar in blue, tau oil in yellow"

Used in Selva and Jagal were incredible letters reminiscent of hieroglyphics. The ladies peeking into the book are all voicing their admiration.

"In the beginning, I think we should rely on colour to discern. There are only these three colors of dye, but if you mix the colors, you can use about ten colors separately? So, I don't think it would be inconvenient for a while to use the ingredients and seasonings separately."

"Hmm, but now, isn't it hard to remember which ingredient that color is?

"That's right, you just have to write down your name in that color where you're eating ingredients. If it's a seasoning, you can write it on that container, and if it's a vegetable, you just have to put this face on the shelf or cage. If you look at it that way every day, you will eventually be naturally remembered what that letter means and you won't have to change the color?

It's hard to remember strange characters from a state of zero at all. I don't think I can put a lot of effort into that myself.

So this was an operation I devised with the consciousness that if I were this method, I might be able to remember about the letters of ingredients and seasonings.

"The rest is the key, culinary name, isn't it? I guess I'll just have to remember one thing at a time. If I start with a couple of different things, I guess I can't go wrong."

"I want to know exactly how to make a Rimuchi. Even if I make it at home, it doesn't work like Asta."

"Cream stew is my hometown word, so they can't describe it in letters as it is. But I managed to get Michelle to think about it earlier."

Selva's lettering is synonymous: a sentence that consisted of about ten characters also contained the letter 'Caron's Milk' written in the seasoning column. Now they're going to mean, "It's a caron milk sartorial dish."

"If you write this letter cream stew in red and the other dishes in blue or yellow, can you tell about three types at first? So when you're no longer confused, I think you should add more new dishes."

That's how I ended up looking back at Sphyla-Zaza.

"How about that? I was wondering if incorporating this method would make it easier for Tour-Din to handle things."

"... What do you think of Tour-Din?

They threw the question round and said, "Ha, yes!," Thur-din raises an upward voice.

"And I think it's very great. It can be tough at first, but if you think about the end of the line, it's going to be a lot less of a struggle"

"Really? … but I guess that brush and face are never cheap either"

"Does it feel cheap or not expensive? It's just my feeling."

They produce large quantities of paint and paper in very close proximity towns, and they weren't so high-value. Especially used on this book is said to be cheap paper made from a tree called Papra. I haven't had a chance to see it in the Inn Town before, but the owners of the Inn are also using these in the back to keep books.

"Okay. Let's talk to the parents. If that reduces Tour-Din's hardship, you can't spare the copper coins."

"Oh, no, I don't mind anything... but if I can write down the amount of ingredients and so on, I think it would be very useful for me to tell the teacher from parent to child and also to the child."

"... right," Sufila-Zaza smiled thinly.

I've been showing it lately, it's an adult look. Seeing it, Tour-Din smiled again.

"Then I'll tell the parents that too....... asta"

"Yes, what is it?

"… thank you for your willingness to impart knowledge to us for no reason."

There was never a smile pointed at me, but that was still a heartfelt enough word.

That's how Sarris Run-Fou approached me as Sphyla-Zaza drove home in Totos' luggage.

"Asta, let me also say a word of thanks from me. Everyone doesn't seem to know much yet, but I think this is really great. … and I also think it's an amazing story"

"Really? Surprisingly, you guys are taking it positively, and I appreciate it, too."

"Yes. Now we will be able to please our families with such delicious dishes. I would also like to warmly celebrate the day that I, Fa, have found Asta."

After stating so, Sarris Run-Fou smiled with a grin.

"But of course, don't worry, I won't push you at supper time. Please bite the joy until you and I are heartbroken."

"Yes. Thank you for noticing."

"... and don't be angry or sad at me no matter what the i-fa dish was like, right? Because I don't even know how to cook from Asta."

"Of course it is. Whatever the dish is, it's irreplaceable to me just to say that I've made it for me."

I was embarrassed, but I didn't want him to cover up and tell me what he meant because he was no other Sarris Lang-Fou.

There was still plenty of time left to carve out such dinner.