When I sent a photo of a hotpot, Haruto was envious. He was so noisy about it that I told him about the hotpot seasoning cubes and soup pouches sold at the 100-yen shop.
That night, as expected, he ordered various types of broth seasonings, miso, hotpot seasoning cubes, and soup pouches, which made me laugh a little.
Did he really want hotpot that badly?
As a bonus, I treated him to a clay pot, ladles, and three deep plates.
Having a warm hotpot during camping would give him energy, so I considered it a service for his meals.
“Oh, he’s ordering all kinds of ready-made curry. And ten packs of rice. By the way, is there no rice in this world?”
I decided to look into it later and continued with the shopping orders. As usual, Haruto was loyal to his appetite.
Cup noodles, instant noodles, snacks, chocolates, and cookies—he even ordered some nostalgic Japanese candy, which costs three for 100 yen.
Natsuki , on the other hand, had no food orders this time. Her focus was on miscellaneous goods, clothing, and beauty items.
She had a lot of orders from the 300-yen shop as well.
The two sets of 1,000-yen roomwear she had ordered earlier, as mentioned in the daytime message, were probably meant to be sold to the princess. Since they were free size, I bought them in different colors just in case.
“A brush, comb, hand mirror, curlers, clips? Is she planning to make vertical curls? There’s even oil treatment.”
Along with the basic skincare items from last time, it looked like she might be planning a spa treatment. There were lip balms, baby oil, and moisturizing creams as well. The extra hand creams seemed to be for herself, the princess, and a female attendant she had become friendly with.
Girls are really good at making friends, I thought. Women who do a lot of water-related work are probably concerned about rough hands.
Natsuki is sharp-eyed when it comes to things like that.
She also added several hair ties, scrunchies, and accessories to her cart, spending her budget.
Is she planning to resell these too?
“She’s probably thinking about a lot of things. I’ll send Natsuki some supplements and probiotic drinks. It’s on me, so drink them without hesitation.”
I sent the purchased items to the item box with a message.
Now, what would AkimI request today?
I was a little excited to see what he would try to sell to the king and queen.
“Hm, I guess he’s done with the tea series? Next, he’s trying spices, oils, and maybe coffee. He’s adventurous. Wouldn’t cocoa be easier to drink at first?”
Still, I figured he must have his reasons. I added the items to the cart as per his request.
It looks like he’s still planning to sell sugar. I learned that it’s more expensive than I thought.
“Other than that, it’s food, seasonings, and sauces for himself. Looks like Akimi got hooked by the ready-made curry too. I bet Haruto kept going on about wanting curry, and Akimi ended up wanting it too.”
The scene came to mind easily, and I couldn’t help but laugh. Akimi, who was so logical, would sometimes be swayed by Haruto ‘s enthusiasm and end up acting impulsively.
I also remembered how Natsuki had observed the two of them with a cool attitude.
(Girls grow up so fast…)
Aside from food, Akimi had ordered ten notebooks, pencils, and erasers. Stationery, huh? I guess in a world where only parchment exists, this might be a revolutionary item. The wise king and queen would probably want to acquire it at the asking price.
“But Akimi, if you’re going to, why not sell knowledge instead?”
Items, once used, disappear. Eventually, they decay.
But if you pass on knowledge, people can make it themselves.
That fluffy Kesaran Pasaran didn’t seem worried about cultural invasion. In fact, I thought it even wanted to spread culture.
If that’s the case, we could give them wisdom without jumping straight into industrial revolution-type inventions.
“I’ll send Akimi a message too. He was downloading encyclopedia-type data into e-books, after all.”
During his free time at camp, Akimi had said he’d keep reading, so I knew he’d been stocking up on books.
Even simple knowledge could be a starting point. If the local craftsmen or people in charge complete it, that’s fine.
“I heard there are magical tool craftsmen in this world. We can sell them ideas and get them to make useful tools.”
It’s better to leave it to the experts and let them handle it. If we try to do everything ourselves and fail, it’s better to pass it on to someone else.
“After all, their main job is being heroes.”
Once I finished my daily pseudo-shopping tasks, exhaustion hit me all at once.
I slipped into my favorite sleeping bag without resistance and slept soundly until morning.
For breakfast, I made a sandwich with venison hamburgers.
I added some lettuce that was sent to me, and spread some Aurora sauce on the hamburgers.
The meat had a strong flavor and didn’t get overwhelmed by the sauce, making it a hearty sandwich.
It was filling and very delicious.
“Yeah, I should make a large batch of hamburgers in advance.”
I tried making them once, and they were juicy enough to go well with both bread and rice. They could even be served as a set with a Japanese-style sauce and rice, or tossed on top of curry rice. It would be a luxurious and tasty meal.
Venison would also work well in a simmered hamburger dish.
“This would be great for making meatballs too, right? It can be used in pasta or hotpot.”
Venison is a bit lean, but it becomes easier to eat if minced.
Since it’s just lean meat, mixing it with boar meat to make a blend would also taste great.
“I should try making different things.”
I thought my cooking skills had improved a lot during my four years at university.
I had learned a few simple recipes at the izakaya where I worked part-time, choosing it for the delicious staff meals. So, I could manage some improvisation.
After all, I’m a jack of all trades. With the influence of my skills, I noticed that my cooking got better as I practiced.
A hamburger simmered in tomato sauce—it’s definitely going to be delicious, and I was looking forward to it as I got ready for another productive day.
