Rising from the Slum City of Reincarnation in Another World ~ Gathering, Hunting, and Living a Slow Life by Eating - Chapter 79

Rising from the Slum City of Reincarnation in Another World ~ Gathering, Hunting, and Living a Slow Life by Eating

Chapter 79   Dokudami and Yomogi

“Sorry, I’m a little late.”

“Oh, no worries.”

Harris suddenly apologized to me.

“It was 20% of the sales. Here are three gold coins.”

“Oh, uh, thanks.”

Don’t just casually hand over such a large sum of money at school.

Although I thought that, it’s already too late.

It’s after school, but there are still a few chatty kids lingering around.

The other kids are glancing at the gold coins, but they remain silent.

Why did he exchange it for gold coins? Normally, the income should have been in silver coins.

Is it for show? Some kind of show-off?

I can’t know what others are thinking with my abilities.

“That’s amazing, right? We’re handing over gold coins.”

“Yeah, but silver coins would’ve been fine.”

“Huh?”

“Why the puzzled look?”

“Well, I thought Ed would be happier with gold coins.”

“No, it doesn’t matter. Just make it random next time.”

“Got it.”

There seems to be a misunderstanding in their perspectives.

If we didn’t discuss it in business terms, that’s how it goes.

Did Dridon ask which one is better?

Being able to afford both gold and silver coins is quite a feat. I envy their flexibility.

Harris also shook hands with me, looking quite satisfied.

By the way, this is 20% of the sales at Dridon’s general store.

I pay for other purchases as the buyer, so it gets complicated with back-and-forth payments.

I didn’t really care, so I stayed out of it, but receiving 20% is actually quite nice, regardless of the amount.

And actually receiving three gold coins and all.

I’ll put this in the pool fund.

It’s difficult to split among four people, and dividing it among the initial three doesn’t seem fair to everyone.

“You know, Harris, do you know about Dokudami and Yomogi?”

“No, not at all. I’ve never been interested in plants.”

“Yeah, figured as much.”

If the gang leader knew a lot about plants, that would be surprising. Wonder what kind of short life they’ve lived.

We moved to the grassland and taught them about Dokudami, Yomogi, and Tsukimiso.

“Blend these together. Do you know what blending means? Mix them in equal amounts. And also add in the dog barley tea.”

“And then?”

It’s not exactly accurate, but it’s similar enough, so he nodded along.

Healing herbs and Melun’s medicinal herbs and herbal tea are the type that actually work, more powerful than folk remedies, but explaining it is a hassle.

And, truth be told, they’re usually expensive. Or rather, “ridiculously expensive.”

I have no idea where they’re sourcing them from, but they casually prescribe them with a straight face. What’s the deal with that?

I wonder if they have some sort of magic bag or something. They could have packed dried herbs in there. That would explain it, I suppose.

“Got it. I’ll make sure to let my acquaintances know. Thanks.”

“Sure thing.”

And so, we had prepared the Dokudami, Yomogi, Tsukimiso, and dog barley teas.

While I wanted to keep the variety of teas offered in the shop limited, I decided to include the herbal teas because they were important.

It seems that Dridon General Store and the well-known general store in the Trieste city are interested in carrying them as well. We have already shipped the herbal teas and they’re included in the profits, accounting for 20% of the earnings.

Now, I’m contemplating what to do with dandelion coffe.

I know how to make it.

You have to dig up the roots, dry them, crush them into fine pieces, and then roast them. But once you take the roots, they’re gone.

I don’t think I’ll exhaust the entire supply, but I’m a bit concerned.

Furthermore, doing that whole process myself is too much of a hassle, so I think it’s best to outsource it to Harris. Entrusting the tedious work to someone else is the way to go.

“So, when you roast the roots of dandelions, it becomes dandelion coffee.”

“Oh, I see. You know a lot about it.”

As an experiment, we made it together and tried a sip.

“It’s delicious, Ed. It has a nice, fragrant aroma.”

“Yeah, you’re right. It’s surprisingly tasty.”

Harris and I enjoyed our coffee.

“It will be limited in quantity, but should we make it ourselves for the drinks we serve in the shop?”

“Sorry, I’ll leave it to you, Harris.”

“Sure. It won’t reach Dridon’s place, so it’ll be exclusively available at Elfir for a while.”

“That’s how it’ll be.”

And now, the beverage menu at the café consists of herbal tea, dog barley tea, lemon water, healthy tea, and dandelion coffee — a total of five options.

Initially, I wanted to keep the menu simple with minimal effort, but adding the desired items inevitably led to this.

“Alright, I’ll continue to rely on you in the future, Harris.”

“Yeah, leave it to me, Ed.”

Harris and I exchanged a handshake with a dark smile.

Harris may not make much profit considering the effort he puts in. Sales of herbal tea alone had reached a plateau, and even with increased production, it didn’t seem to sell much. However, the addition of healthy tea and dandelion coffee brought new opportunities for work.

That’s why he works with a happy face.

It’s relatively low-paying work, but it earns him more than twice as much as odd jobs in Trieste City, so he is motivated enough.

His minions or rather friends also work together, which means their share of the earnings increases, and they’re delighted about it.

Until now, they had been rotating through a limited amount of work, sharing the workload. They don’t necessarily want to work every day, but if they can earn more, they’re willing to do it.

“Ed, you’re a good guy.”

“It’s a bit late to say that now. I’ve always been a good guy, you know.”

“Hmph! What about being cursed as the child with black hair and black eyes? It’s all a bunch of lies.”

“I know, right? Elemental fortune-telling, was it?”

“Yeah, that’s right. Traditional elemental fortune-telling. But what a load of nonsense. It’s a waste to believe in it. Sorry for getting all worked up earlier.”

“It’s fine. It’s in the past.”

Despite everything, it seems like we’ll make good business partners.

Even though we initially treated it as a child’s job and outsourced it, the business is stable, and we’re quietly making a profit. It’s been sufficient so far.

By expanding the variety of tea, broadening our distribution channels, and eventually being able to export to other shops and towns, we can increase our sales even further.

It’s not my job, but if Harris becomes motivated, he’ll be fine with this job for a lifetime.

Well, Harris, it seems like being a tea merchant is turning into a good job after all. Keep up the good work.