89 Episode 83: Mr. Lamberto's wife.

In the inn courtyard, Fell, Suey and I were just finishing our morning meal and taking a breather.

The Innkeeper lady brought me here, a boy about 12 or 3 years old.

Lamberto Chamber of Commerce is here to see you.

That's what the general told me, and when I looked closely at the boy's face, it was a face I had seen.

This is the boy I was with when I helped Mr. Lambert and the others.

"Um, the meeting is in the store right now..."

Hmm, what is it?

That boy, you're drooling.

Do you recall seeing after our meal and having a treat while we were back in the city?

It's an assortment of food.

All right, let's have a treat for your brother.

"It may be a little heavy in the morning, but if you're as young as you are, you'll be fine"

I gently baked the oak general miso marinate, made the oak general miso roasted bowl and served it out.

The boy has looked at my face and miso grilled bowl over and over again.

"At your age, no matter how much you eat, you don't eat enough, do you? Eat this."

"Oh, uh, okay?

"I made it for you."

"Oh, thank you. Thank you!

With that said, the boy started eating Oak General's Miso Grilled Bowl with momentum.

"Oh, it's delicious..."

I'd eat with a happy face.

When the boy finishes eating, I'll serve him a cup of broomstick.

When I let him out wondering if this one is more habitual, he starts drinking hot broomstick tea as he says whoo hoo.

"It was delicious. This tea is delicious, too. Thank you so much."

Yeah, yeah, you're a pretty good kid.

It's tough in different worlds to have to work at 12 or 3.

Boy, don't lose.

"Oh, I have that meeting waiting for you..."

Oh, I did.

Mr. Lambert called me in.

Fell and Suey said they were going with them, so they accompanied the two of them to Mr. Lamberto's shop.

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As soon as I entered Mr. Lamberto's store about the boy, Mr. Lamberto arrived.

"Mr. Mkoda, you're finally here. Thanks......"

One woman came from behind Mr. Lamberto with a horrible face.

Around thirty years ago, I guess, she's a slightly more attentive looking beauty with long, corny brown hair and excellent style.

"You promised to introduce me, too."

"Oh, oh...... Mr. Mkoda, this is my wife's..."

Push Mr. Lamberto away and your wife will be in front of me.

"This is Marie, Lamberto's wife. I need you to know me."

That said, I pinched the hem of the long skirt and raised it slightly.

"Thank you Mr. Lamberto for your help. Best regards,"

By the way, Mr. Marie came to me without me.

"Hey, what is it?

It's exciting to be approached by such a beautiful wife.

"Actually, these are the products..."

What Marie had in her basket was the soap and rinse in shampoo I gave Mr. Lamberto yesterday for a try.

When I heard from Mr. Lamberto and Marie, Marie asked what happened to Mr. Lamberto in the bath last night because he smelled so good.

Mr. Lamberto said he was trying to make it a wedding anniversary gift at first, but that didn't mean Marie would give up...

"Because my husband in the bathroom smelled so good. I never cared about my hair when I said it was okay because there was no baldness in our family line, but that husband's hair was glossy and sarcastic. There's no woman who doesn't care."

I'd be curious if it did smell good in the bath.

Especially if you're a sensitive woman.

I think you definitely used something good.

So, as a result of Marie's inquiry, Mr. Lamberto said he was gelling.

"My husband told me to use it and I was really surprised."

Then Marie was enthusiastically told about her comfort with excitement.

She tried using a luxury type of soap, but she said that it foams well, makes her skin subtle, and more importantly, it smells good.

Then she said the shampoo was better foaming and cleaner with the dirt off her hair than washing it with the usual soap.

"This product is really great"

That's what Mr. Marie took was a bottle with a hair mask in it.

"My husband told me that Master Mucorda had explained that" any hair texture will magically make your hair beautiful at one time ”and I used it quickly. I had no doubt because you had such a wonderful soap. I actually tried it..."

Marie strokes her long hair with a groove.

"My hair, which has always been a troubled seed, became so lustrous and salacious and hydrated."

Marie caresses her own hair over and over again as she groans.

... Marie, how much did you like your hair?

"I was surprised by this, too. Marie's hair was so glossy and sarcastic that she could see it differently, besides smelling good. Marie's beauty has been more polished."

Mr. Lambert slaps Mr. Lambert in the arm by saying "already, if that's the case" while Marie blushes a little on his cheek to that word.

............... the rear filling.

"So, actually..."

Yes, yes, you're telling me to buy your wife a lot, aren't you?

"Dear Mkoda, could you please let us sell these products in our house?

.................. what?

Mr. Lamberto's "Could you let me sell it at my place?" A moment's eye dots the words.

Because Mr. Lamberto's shop is a leather shop.

So selling soap and shampoo and stuff would be totally out of place.

"You can't even be surprised. I disagreed too..."

Saying so, Mr. Lamberto sees his wife Marie.

"Are you still saying that? You don't understand. These items will definitely sell if you sell them. You can't be a merchant if you give away something you know you can sell to another store."

Yes, Marie theorizes.

"If you sell these items, the aristocratic ladies will come and buy them, as well as my friends and women in general. Look at my hair. There's no way there's a woman who's not interested."

"Well, not so much."

"That's right, you. We're a store that deals in leather goods, but that's this. It's good just in the corner of the store. Try placing Mr. Mkoda's product."

"Oh well."

"If you don't like it, I'll sell it."

"Yes, no, that's not what I'm saying, yeah"

Mr. Lamberto is a tadpole to Marie.

"I get it. Trust Marie and do as I say."

When Mr. Lambert said that, Marie was whining, "Ugh, now you can secure my share".

"Ma, Marie?

"Dear Gohon, Mkoda, Could you please let us sell it at our place?

Mr. Marie, the truth was leaking.

That's okay, I don't even wish they would sell it in this store.

I don't own a store, and I'd appreciate it if I didn't have to do any troublesome customer service or anything.

"Of course it's fine. I'd appreciate it if you could sell it at Mr. Lamberto's."

"Thank you very much! That's good, that's really good."

Marie seems happy ~.

What would have happened if I'd said no to this?........................ Ugh, chills.

Don't lick a woman's obsession with beauty.

"Well, let's talk about the details in the back room."

Marie told me that the man Lamberto and I followed amazing.