743 Accommodation (2) - For Easter

As the window dimmed out and the five moments of descent approached, the Master of the Inn began to gather in the Tanto's Grace Pavilion in a pompous manner.

The number of husbands attending stopovers ranges from approximately thirty. So, we can continue our discussion while enjoying dinner along the way, so only accommodation of any size that we have will provide a place to gather around. The story was that Kimmus's Tail Pavilion was a line about its size, and that Westwind Pavilion and Xuanrong Pavilion were also exempt from their obligations.

This "Tanto's Grace Pavilion" is the largest inn in the Inn Town, so even if 30 seats have been filled, there is still room for loose ends. In the meantime, Ai-Fa, who visited the dining room with Rudd-Lou, stuffed me with a grumpy face, of course.

"... Hey, I didn't hear about Fermes coming, etc."

"That's an odd encounter. I wasn't listening, either. I suppose that the fact that you weren't informed at the meeting with the Chiefs meant that it was decided afterwards"

If we go further, does that mean that at the meeting with the Chiefs, they knew that we would be attending the meeting and secretly decided to come? Ey-fa leans to my ear as she leans more and more at her brow root.

"... so he doesn't even imitate anything, does he?

"Yeah, sure. After the first time I said hello, we had a little public talk."

"What is public discourse? What's it about?

"It was just so trivial that I can't remember such a rash.... you know, parents, I'm so exhaled, my ears are tickled."

Ey-fa pulled herself back after being adorable as she circled my brain with her clenched fist. Fermes is watching you smile from two seats away.

In doing so, the neighboring members seemed to have assembled.

Face-familiar people like Milan-Math, Nair, Naudis, Sams, Yumi, Giese and Lema-Gate are also treading a lot. Because there was still time in the sunset, the general public could hardly be seen.

"Let me now begin the regular meeting of the Purple Moon. Please note that, as an associate of Kimmus's Tail Pavilion today, people from Moribe will participate for the first time in three months."

Tapas, president of the Chamber of Commerce, proclaims the beginning of the meeting in a relaxed manner.

So it was also revealed with regard to the inspection of Fermes, but after one surprise ripple spread, there were no signs of any further upset. Fermes had visited and circled the boarding town several times before, so in a way he seems to be more familiar with it than the nobles of Genos. Besides, Fermes didn't make any noise about the people in town like the previous auditors did, so maybe he had earned the trust he deserved.

After looking around at people like that, Tapas says, "Well," he turns off the tantrum once again.

"First of all, this month, the Sun God's Easter is withheld, no matter what. At this time of year, many outlaws will show up as well as accomodation towns will get a great deal of buzz, so we have heard from the Lords to be careful."

I guess this word lord includes both Malstein, lord of the whole of Genos, and Ruidros, lord of the town of accommodation. Tapas, who has long held the role of Chairman of the Chamber of Commerce, should have been a good friend to the Earl of Saturas as well.

After making some basic confirmations, Tapas turns to us.

"And as for the meat and fruit liquor that will be sifted around on Easter holidays... you were talking about a suggestion made to the people by the woods by the lord over there?

"Yes. Last year, we sifted through a place called Gibba's Round Grill in Inn Town. It was an act to make the taste of Giva meat known, while at the same time deepening the bond with the people of the Accommodation Town… this year, as a request from the Marquis of Genos, we may be taking the job"

It was Raina-Lou, the representative of the Chieftain Muscle Lou family, who answered that way.

The owners of the inn seem surprised not to say goodbye.

"Hmm. Does that mean that the people by the woods sift the meat of Gibba, as we sift through the dishes of Kimmus at the Lord's request?

Rayna-Rue nodded "Yes," as Naudis, who fit in the next table, asked with a smile.

"He seems to have been asked at today's meeting to sift through a lot more giva meat than he did last year because he will pay the price and the fee for the meat. However, it is difficult to prepare a lot of your child's giva, so I think you will burn and grill the meat that has been broken in half."

"Then could it be that last year we were sifting through Giva's meat without the price of meat or the fee?

That is how it has been stated was the Giese of the "Rumlia's Toru Pavilion", which was forming a little further apart. She is a gentle, serene old woman who draws Sim's blood.

When Raina-Lou responded, "Yes," Zise narrowed her eyes, "Fair enough."

"That's a strange story. Giva meat is worth more than Kimmus skinned meat, depending on the area."

"Back then, we didn't even sell Giva's meat on the market, so we weren't talking about teasing the damage in the first place. Such a request came from the Marquis de Genos because they were able to buy Giva meat for the townspeople."

"Hmm. So the amount of Gibba meat that is sifted, along with Kimmus meat, is also reduced."

It is, of course, Lema-Gate who hatefully abandoned him. She is an elderly woman with a very good fleshy physique. She was still stubbornly putting up an anti-bone spirit towards the people by the woods.

By the way, I guess what she calls the take is on the fees paid from Genos to the innkeepers. Kimmus meat and fruit liquor will be distributed free of charge on Easter holidays, but the innkeepers who cook it will be given a corresponding rent.

but Rema-Gate's concerns were dispelled by the chairman of the Chamber of Commerce, Tapas.

"I have also heard directly from you regarding the matter. This year, Kimmus meat will also be distributed in the usual quantity."

"Am I right? If I do, I'll have extra Kimmus meat for more Giva meat."

"Still, there's no excess meat, seems to be the calculation. In fact, last year, people by the woods sifted through Giva meat, which wouldn't have resulted in excess Kimmus meat, would it? That's a testament to the fact that last year saw more visitors than usual - and this year, we seem to expect more visitors."

In fact, the lodging town here these days feels like more visitors are on the rise. In anticipation of that, they plan to increase the amount of meat they sift.

"It's also a tease to be fat. Do you mean that the lord will bear the price of hundreds of gibbons of meat in addition to hundreds of kimus?"

Tapas responds "yes" to Naudis smiling with a similar smile. In the eyes of the people who work in business, they are both full of affection and sociability.

"Now if you can serve either meat, you will be reduced in portions starting next year. But I'm sure that won't happen. Even if there aren't so many visitors, they'll take as much meat as they can."

"Yes, you are. I can't wait for Easter."

So Naudis turned to me, "By the way".

"The word" meeting "just came up, but what happened to the example thing?

"Yes. That's a story about taxation, isn't it? It was passed in the form I had told you beforehand."

People's blurring intensified. As far as taxation was concerned, we had only told the innkeepers we were pleading with, but I guess that had already been communicated from mouth to mouth.

"Eh! So the Astas' stalls are going to be tipped off with taxes? In the business of the inn, you were only blinded by the sale of the stalls!

And Yumi, who was in formation across the street from Naudis, also speaks up cheerfully. The father, Sams, kept his arms around him and did not try to scold his daughter for giving him away.

"Yes, I'll give you an overview today, and 10% of all expenses deducted from sales will be paid as taxes. Expenses are the cost of the ingredients, the cost of the place, and the cost of the stall loan - and only Fa's house, out of the three families, pays wages to the person who helps them, so they are also recognized as expenses."

Yumi had a difficult face, "hmm," he snapped his head around.

"Well, the Astas made about twice as much money as the rest of the stalls... but then what happens to us? Even our inn sold over a hundred servings of food in the street during Easter, right?

"We were only talking about this applying to the stalls managed by the people by the woods. The people of the woodland had put themselves in a peculiar life among Genos, so no taxes were levied on them, were they? So now we're talking about how people in towns can't afford to lose so much wealth that we should only impose taxes on their businesses."

"... I say it every time, but can you stop using stupid polite words for me?

"Haha. Please note that this is a word we are bringing to all of you here."

Yumi was tongue-in-cheek, but other people were more or less a relief expression. If we were taxed to our stalls, it would be a huge loss.

(The aristocrats thought it over)

Apparently, there was a proposal to use this as an opportunity that all stalls should be taxed. But it was a story that was dismissed with some objections led by Polearth.

"To revitalize the accommodation town, you need to get a lot of excitement in the street business. If that makes the stalls less profitable merchants, the innkeepers will be butting in too.... and yet, if this is to the detriment of the innkeepers, the people by the woods who took that opportunity may be turned away in disgust. Such an imitation that incites discord among the inhabitants should follow."

Even on the occasion of today's meeting, Gazran-Rutim told me that Polearth was so hot. What a thankful story.

"So you can't even tax Kimmus's Tail Pavilion stalls? That Gibba food stall called Ramen is lined up with Asta and the others, but it's only Kimmus's Tail Pavilion, isn't it?

To Naudis' words, Milan-Math nodded "Oh".

"Fortunately, they didn't tell me to pay my taxes. As for Asta and the others standing in the stalls and being popular with them, it's very painful."

"No. Because we make that dish ourselves, we don't need to be sick about anything. Besides, that dish is extremely delicious. Even if you sell food away from Asta and the others, you won't lose your feet."

Speaking of which, I had something to say too.

And my voice rose from afar.

I know his face, but I don't know his name, he's the master of some inn. Its eyes seemed to compare, in equal parts, the appearance of Milan-Math and Naudis.

"How long are you going to do business with Giva dishes that you could buy from the people of the woods? Now that you're selling Giva food in other inns, isn't it a little unfair that you're just helping the people around the woods?"

Milan-Math narrowed his eyes and Naudis opened his eyes in reverse.

The husband strengthens his tone and overlaps his words.

"Let's just say you can buy as much giva meat as you want without ever lining up in the market. These days, I've been able to buy as much giva meat as I want. You've been a courtesy to the people of the woods for a long time, but I don't mind keeping that as a favor.... It's just that you can buy food from people by the woods with enough arms to be called to Castle Town. Well, no matter how hard we try, there's no way we can do it."

"Oh, I thought that too. I mean, even though we serve Giva food, innkeepers will be flowing into your dining room."

And, another husband also hitchhikes.

Then Yumi laughed "Ha Han".

"We haven't been able to buy food from the Astas, but there's no room for customers. Isn't that a problem with your arm?

"Hey, if you can't keep me company, go back to the inn"

Now Sams looked scared, too, and slammed Yumi's light mouth.

And keep your eyes on the Milan-Math.

"... but that guy, they'll be right. Especially you. Like our inn, you're getting cooking tricks from people by the woods, right? Then that's all you should be able to serve a good enough Giva dish. Besides, selling food from the people by the woods to the dishes I could buy... is just a little too easy for you?

I was supposed to be secretly breathtaking.

That Samus - who is not shallow with the people of the woods - admitted to me that he would benefit greatly from cooking by the people of the woods. Rayna-Lew was also eager to see how Samus was doing with a slightly daunting face.

Then, Samus' grumpy glance turns to us.

"What, if you're complaining, just say it"

"Oh, no, that's not it"

But what should we do to our masters over there?

When I conceived it that way, Milan-Math responded, "Right."

"As for him, I was just about to get distressed. If all of our inns had a reputation for this, it would be a loss to the people of the woods."

"Loss?" Yumi asked back, Milan-Math stroking his mandible too "Oh".

"If this makes the other innkeepers reluctant to buy giva meat, it would be at the expense of the people by the woods? The forest folks have been selling Giva dishes to let them know how delicious Giva meat is, so it's a real fall. I think it's time we pulled our hands together."

"Well... actually, I've been thinking about it that way for a long time."

Naudis had dropped his meaty shoulders disappointingly, stating, among other things.

"It's just... if I cut this business off, I won't have a chance to speak for myself about Asta's Giva dishes... I couldn't make up my mind."

"You were thinking best about eating? That's a lot of food."

As another master raised his chilling voice, Naudis looked back at you powerless.

"That's because you don't know how delicious Gibba is. It was more than a pleasure for me to say that dish every six days."

"Then why don't we go eat at the people's stalls by the woods?"

"I'm talking about the fact that I've never sold Gibba's Kake in a street. Right, Asta?

To Naudis' inquiry, I say yes.

"It's just a story I was withholding because I heard" Gibba's Horned Stew "was the eye-catching dish of" The Great Tree Pavilion in the South, "right? I thought I'd be more grateful."

"Oh my God! So is it also possible to sell Gibba's Kake in the street?

"Yes, of course. There's nothing inconvenient about selling it in the street. If you can stop selling Gibba's Horned Stew at the Great Tree Pavilion in the South, I'd like to incorporate it into your daily dedication."

Naudis exhaled in full relief.

"If that's the case, I don't have any hearts left either.... Oh, and of course, the masters of Kimmus's Tail Pavilion and Xuanrong Pavilion will accept the end of business."

"I'm just like I said. In the long run, it will be for many humans to do so"

"I, too, agree. … I just want to continue buying his vegetables at all costs."

Nail sitting at the same table as Giese looks around her husband without expression.

Your husbands had ears beaten with their imaginary faces, but it was Tapas who spoke earlier than anyone else.

"You certainly seem to be making the right decision to withhold buying Giva food from the people by the woods. But isn't it necessary to withhold even buying ingredients for cooking? Instead, if anyone wants something called his vegetables, let's just hope for it ourselves."

Tapas, like us, is in a position where nobles are asking us to disseminate novel ingredients. If so, it should have been a delightful story for him to see Sim's vanilla sales increase.

"Of course, even if you try it on the forest side, there's a limit to how much you can prepare, so maybe not all the humans you want can have it in their hands...... how about hand-to-hand in that way first? As for the folks by the woods, how about that?

"Yes, if anyone would like to buy curry vegetables, we will do everything possible. If the job of wholesale Giva food to the inn is to be cut off, this one will be a lot more free."

In the meantime, that brings the story together.

It was arranged that the sale of Giva dishes to the inn, which had continued for more than a year, would come to an end with this.

Although it was a lonely story, Naudis and Nair both possess the power to make enough delicious Giva dishes of their own. Milan-Math and Terrier-Mass, who had taken a step behind, are also acquiring cooking skills that are now unbeatable. Besides, even Levi and Lars, trained in making chashu, should have been able to help Milan-Math.

"Now let's move on to the next agenda. As I said, we can expect to attract more visitors this year than usual, so I'd like to move on to that."

The progression of the tapas brings forward a further agenda. After all, the agenda is all about Easter. Among other things, attention seemed to be focused on the harm caused by attracting more customers.

"I think that if enough guests visit beyond the allowable capacity of all accommodations, more people will ask for accommodation in their private homes or leave their luggage cars along the streets to reveal the night. In doing so, we should be careful not to let those who are neglectful of the geography of Genos step into the slums"

"Uh, if you're about to pull into the back of the lodging town, it's still safer to go wild boarding along the streets near Genos. The guards are patrolling us."

"Yes, if the visitors to Genos are hit by an odd disaster, it will discredit Genos itself. If you refuse to stay at full occupancy, please guide us carefully."

So Naudis said, "Are you sure?," he raised his hand.

"Actually, we had a big reservation today on Easter Day. If they seem to visit as planned, my accommodation will be full day after day from an early age."

"Hmm. Was it that big of a mouth?

"Yes, sir. Looks like you plan to have more than one family member jointly. Thank you very much."

And Naudis looked back at me with a full smile on his face.

"Actually, it's the architects that Asta and the rest of them are being greeted with."

"What! Is that possibly about the Balan fathers?

When I accidentally raised my voice out loud, Naudis nodded yes, yes.

"Exactly, those are the people. Apparently, it's time for your family to celebrate Easter in Genos. That's what the pedestrians who always deliver tau oil told me."

I looked around at the same people at the table, beaten by surprise.

Milan-Math and Zwei-Rutim are raucous, but Raina-Lou and Tour-Din are making their eyes shine. Standing on the wall, Ai-Fa had her eyes open with a "ho" feel, and Rudd-Lou had spilled her white teeth with a "heh" feel.

"One more thing nonetheless, those people tell me...... when it comes to staying in Genos for as long as half a month, travel expenses can also be considerable. So the architects say they want to do their job about a day away for the duration of their stay... but they seem worried about whether Genos has enough work to do."

"Hmm. You're from Nerwia every year, you mean those people? Those people stayed until four months ago, so maybe they don't even have that much work left in the lodging town-"

and Tapas lowered his gaze to the depth of his thoughts.

"... but only this year, there may be too much work to do"

"Hmm. Is that too much work?

"Yes, you all already know the story of the people of the North who worked at Turan being sent to Jagal, right? So in Turan, new residents are going to be recruited from the beginning of the year… in doing so, we have to exchange repairs and rebuilds of houses that are being abandoned by Turan. Those Nerwian people will do their job well."

Unexpectedly, the story connected, and again, I was supposed to be amazed.

Moreover, the emigration of the people of the North originally began with the proposal of Dells, the brother of Baran's old man. Thinking about it, I never felt the strangeness of destiny.

(The Dells are supposed to visit Genos again in the purple moon, too. This Genos is going to make you look like a cracker)

Besides, Easter also has plans to visit the Silver Pot and the Seat of Gamlay, as well as Rico and Camua-Josh. Whatever the luxury of being a member, I'm supposed to be shouting my chest all by myself.

"Then I shall also put in a report for you. May I treat the visit of the Nelwians as a matter of decision already?

"Yes, sir. Nerwia to Genos can take about half a month in a luggage car, so it's time to get along when you're leaving. Unless something unexpected happens, you can definitely come to Genos."

"I understand. Looks like you can expect more buzz this year than usual."

After he screwed up like that, Tapas "well" corrected his residence.

"So has the big agenda largely been cleared up? If you don't mind, it's time to serve dinner."

If you notice, it's completely dark outside the window, and the dining room is busy.

After receiving a voice without objection, Tapas rose loosely.

"Now, please stay put. I will speak to the chef."

At last, a supper at Jan's disposal will be served.

It was so crackling that I was very excited about Jan's cooking.

"Nevertheless, I can't believe the Balans are coming to Genos again. Didn't you say hello again next year, or something?

Rudd-Lou has stated it that way, so I made him laugh, "Right."

"But if I can see you sooner than that, as long as I'm happy. Rud-Lu. 'Cause, right?

"Uh, sort of. I'd be happier with a Ziva woman or something."

With that said, Rudd-Lou showed more white teeth.

Both Raina-Lou and Tour-Din are happy to dust their mouths off. After an important matter of rebuilding the house, Ai-Fa, who was to spin the edge with the ladies, also smiled calmly in front of her eyes alone.

In the meantime, Jan's dishes were to be brought in by the hands of the employees of Tanto's Grace Pavilion.