The next day, I arrive at the inn as usual.
“Welcome, Neko-san.”
I entered the inn as Nancy-san returned from working outside and opened the door for me.
…Eh? Where is Nell?
“Nell is sick in bed with a cold. Please give her time to recover.”
I see she’s stuck in bed.
I’ll check on her using [Appraisal].
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Nell’s cold was a typical cold caused by the rhinovirus.
It should be fine since I applied [Heal] on her.
Now that she was feeling better, she wanted to play, but Nancy-san stopped her.
So I wrote a note saying, [I’ll be back tomorrow] and showed it to her, and she was happy.
I decided to stay with Yotsuba in the manager’s room.
Mac-kun seems to be taking care of Yotsuba, but she is sleeping… in a chair.
If she gets scolded later, I don’t care.
“Neko-san.”
Yotsuba trotted over and handed me a stack of papers.
The paper and pencil thingy is given to Yotsuba as well.
The text on the paper is written in Japanese so that others will see nothing but a strange scribble.
Let’s see.
[Dear Mr. Neko. I want to start earning money. I would like to make a lot of money through business.
Please write down the approximate price or scarcity value of the items listed below next to the item.
If there are none? Please write.
Salt
Sugar
Pepper
Soap
Oil
Manure fertilizer
Gunpowder
Potato
Rice
Alcohol
Mayonnaise
………]
I give her a list of dozens of items with prices and hand them over.
She looked at it briefly.
I nodded my head.
Yotsuba writes on a piece of paper with a pencil.
[I’ll sell sugar.
I will make money by mass-producing sugarcane, sugar beet, and honey.]
I wrote, [Honey is not sugar.
It is a mixture of fructose and glucose, with a small percentage of sucrose (sugar).
Yotsuba writes back, [People doesn’t like someone picky.
“Hoa~~m. Did I fall asleep?”
Mac-kun seems to have woken up.
[Do you know which plants are used to make sugar?]
She grimaces and says.
“You can’t do that, Neko-san. It’s a plant that is controlled by the nobility.
You are a criminal if you grow the raw material for sugar without authorization.”
Oh?
[What about Desert Apple?]
“It’s the same. If you’re caught cultivating without authorization, you become slave at best and at worst you family is hanged.”
Wow. I’m glad I haven’t taken out the desert apples yet.
That’s a very restrictive law.
Also, the sweetness of dessert apples comes from the fructose, not the sugar.
People in this world don’t know the difference.
Tonight, I’m going to see the King.
I’ll complain a bit.