"I'd only intended to stay for a brief greeting today, but I ended up staying far too long. I snuck out myself, so I need to get back soon."
I hadn't expected to wrap up a request to build a factory for increasing alcohol production today. Even in my previous life, business negotiations only began after building trust.
First, I honestly explained that I was making it through alchemy, helping them understand the disadvantage of making a bad first impression from the start.
And if I declared I could sell a hundred times as much with that determination, surely Morley would listen to me again.
I prompt Helkov with my eyes.
"Ah, that memo is a token of our new acquaintance, so please take it. You can make it according to the recipe, but since it presupposes using alcohol made through alchemy, if there are too many impurities it will become that much less delicious. Please keep that in mind."
After giving that warning and trying to leave the warehouse, Morley let out a huge sigh behind me.
When I turned around, she was disheveling her white hair and holding her forehead.
"Ah, terrifying."
"Right?" Helkov agreed for some reason.
"You don't just leave an improved version of a product lying around like that. If you think Dinker is just a child, that's carelessness or kindness. But from your words and actions, that's not the case."
Morley fixed me with her vertically-slitted pupils.
"You have so many ideas that letting go of this one wouldn't even bother you? Something you think could sell even better than this, depending on the situation?"
Apparently she'd seen through my true intentions. I'd really only intended it as a token of acquaintance, but as Morley said...
"Yes, that only uses materials that are easy to obtain. I believe that by using things with higher scarcity or things beloved as luxury goods, we can create brand value and uniqueness."
Even in my previous life, cocktails were diverse. Many liqueurs were invented accordingly, so ideas wouldn't dry up easily.
I never thought my lonely weekend drinking routine would be useful here.
Sweeteners and spices are the domain of science. And in this world, that's alchemy.
"Fine, yes. This is an investment. If I don't secure this here, surely someone else will buy your ideas and make it big in the future."
"I'd prefer you to think that I myself can shape my own ideas."
"That's even more terrifying." Helkov was exasperated by my slightly aggressive statement.
"Basically, this alcohol made by alchemy? That's the key. If I go along with your plan and can mass produce this alcohol, the first to do so will grasp the wealth."
Ambition filled Morley's eyes as she stared at the memo.
"Fine! I'll take this investment!"
"Thank you very much!"
An unexpected immediate decision. Honestly, even though this is something neither fish nor fowl, to be this adventurous...
I'd intended to take time, but Morley's decisiveness far exceeded my expectations.
"So about this..." "Wait, wait!" Helkov stops Morley who seems expectant.
I look at him wondering, and he shakes his head.
"Hey, don't forget Dinker snuck out."
"Ah, right." I have to return to the palace now. Helkov also has to return, so we need to watch the time.
Though it's an excuse about forgotten items, if I'm too late I might be chased away with "do it tomorrow." Also, if I can't keep time from the first day, next time they'll show more reluctance.
I should be satisfied just confirming Morley's interest here.
"Morley, can we do another day?"
"Of course. That's right, you're still a child. So when next? Helly, when?"
"You, do something about that impatience."
I thought it was decisiveness, but apparently that's also her nature.
"Today was the first time sneaking out, so first I'll watch the situation for a few days. If not found out, then again."
"Quite cautious."
"There are various reasons."
I thought Morley would pry, but she withdraws immediately.
"Fine. If you're hiding that much, knowing would be troublesome later. What I should value is whether this Dinker's idea is genuine."
"That's right. To build the factory, should we first prove that alcohol can be made by alchemy?"
"Ah, that's true too."
"So, if you're going to talk in depth, do it next time."
Helkov intervenes to stop.
Apparently when Morley and I set a goal, we push forward aggressively. I should be careful.
After that, I snuck out of the palace again three days later.
I'd asked Helkov to mediate exchanges with Morley while I couldn't go.
"Yes, I somehow gathered them. Alchemy tools."
"Wow, shapes I've never seen."
"Huh, wrong?" Morley asks anxiously hearing my impression without knowledge.
I'd specified tools to gather for making alcohol.
To mass produce in a factory, I need unprecedented devices, so first I need to teach the basics from scratch.
I'd thought so and had her gather them, but the shapes differ from what I use.
"I see, since they're not commercialized, specifications aren't standardized. But the basic device principles should probably be fine with this..."
I lightly confirm and start with disinfecting the tools.
I'm making beverages, after all.
So I boil them with hot water.
Since the basics are glass products, this is easy and good.
"Somehow I already don't understand."
Morley blinks at me starting to boil glass tools.
"Hot water disinfection can be done easily on heat-resistant containers."
"Hey, Dinker. That's limited to those with unlimited firewood and water."
When I tried to recommend it, Helkov put a stop to it.
I finish disinfecting and while cooling the heat, use the alcohol I brought to demonstrate reproducing the memo.
Apparently, it tastes better if left for a time as liquor.
Maybe this is why distilled alcohol wasn't used as a beverage.
"Morley, want to try too?"
"Huh, it's alchemy, right?"
To the surprised Morley, Helkov speaks proudly.
"Alchemy is a technique that produces the same results regardless of race, apparently."
Something I'd taught him before.
Thus begins the simple alchemy classroom.
Though what we're doing is like a cooking class.
"Chop the herbs, mix them with this purified water to bring out the fragrance well, then distill."
"Why? How?"
Morley seems curious and asks everything, and she does it.
Moreover, she takes it seriously, and I also find teaching rewarding.
"Then, mix slowly and it's complete."
"The process requires time and manpower. But mass production is certainly possible. And if we secure quantity by mass producing, by separately making expensive items for nobles we can divide production lines, and it's not a dream to have this liquor on my table! Quick, taste test!"
I thought she was serious, but seems she just wanted to drink.
Helkov also casually joins the tasting.
I'm just watching.
I could drink and no one would blame me, and legally it's not allowed, but the adult age here has a range from fifteen to twenty.
Apparently there are no penalty provisions, just warnings.
But I know from my previous life that drinking young has bad effects, so my hand doesn't reach.
"......Dinker."
"Huh?"
I was suddenly hugged by Morley.
Her body temperature seems low and chilly, and her skin feels somewhat like tanned leather.
"I won't let go anymore!"
"Let go."
Helkov immediately pulls me away from Morley.
Yeah, I was surprised, but apparently she's moved by the taste.
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I hadn't expected to wrap up a request to build a factory for increasing alcohol production today. Even in my previous life, business negotiations only began after building trust.
First, I honestly explained that I was making it through alchemy, helping them understand the disadvantage of making a bad first impression from the start.
And if I declared I could sell a hundred times as much with that determination, surely Morley would listen to me again.
I prompt Helkov with my eyes.
"Ah, that memo is a token of our new acquaintance, so please take it. You can make it according to the recipe, but since it presupposes using alcohol made through alchemy, if there are too many impurities it will become that much less delicious. Please keep that in mind."
After giving that warning and trying to leave the warehouse, Morley let out a huge sigh behind me.
When I turned around, she was disheveling her white hair and holding her forehead.
"Ah, terrifying."
"Right?" Helkov agreed for some reason.
"You don't just leave an improved version of a product lying around like that. If you think Dinker is just a child, that's carelessness or kindness. But from your words and actions, that's not the case."
Morley fixed me with her vertically-slitted pupils.
"You have so many ideas that letting go of this one wouldn't even bother you? Something you think could sell even better than this, depending on the situation?"
Apparently she'd seen through my true intentions. I'd really only intended it as a token of acquaintance, but as Morley said...
"Yes, that only uses materials that are easy to obtain. I believe that by using things with higher scarcity or things beloved as luxury goods, we can create brand value and uniqueness."
Even in my previous life, cocktails were diverse. Many liqueurs were invented accordingly, so ideas wouldn't dry up easily.
I never thought my lonely weekend drinking routine would be useful here.
Sweeteners and spices are the domain of science. And in this world, that's alchemy.
"Fine, yes. This is an investment. If I don't secure this here, surely someone else will buy your ideas and make it big in the future."
"I'd prefer you to think that I myself can shape my own ideas."
"That's even more terrifying." Helkov was exasperated by my slightly aggressive statement.
"Basically, this alcohol made by alchemy? That's the key. If I go along with your plan and can mass produce this alcohol, the first to do so will grasp the wealth."
Ambition filled Morley's eyes as she stared at the memo.
"Fine! I'll take this investment!"
"Thank you very much!"
An unexpected immediate decision. Honestly, even though this is something neither fish nor fowl, to be this adventurous...
I'd intended to take time, but Morley's decisiveness far exceeded my expectations.
"So about this..." "Wait, wait!" Helkov stops Morley who seems expectant.
I look at him wondering, and he shakes his head.
"Hey, don't forget Dinker snuck out."
"Ah, right." I have to return to the palace now. Helkov also has to return, so we need to watch the time.
Though it's an excuse about forgotten items, if I'm too late I might be chased away with "do it tomorrow." Also, if I can't keep time from the first day, next time they'll show more reluctance.
I should be satisfied just confirming Morley's interest here.
"Morley, can we do another day?"
"Of course. That's right, you're still a child. So when next? Helly, when?"
"You, do something about that impatience."
I thought it was decisiveness, but apparently that's also her nature.
"Today was the first time sneaking out, so first I'll watch the situation for a few days. If not found out, then again."
"Quite cautious."
"There are various reasons."
I thought Morley would pry, but she withdraws immediately.
"Fine. If you're hiding that much, knowing would be troublesome later. What I should value is whether this Dinker's idea is genuine."
"That's right. To build the factory, should we first prove that alcohol can be made by alchemy?"
"Ah, that's true too."
"So, if you're going to talk in depth, do it next time."
Helkov intervenes to stop.
Apparently when Morley and I set a goal, we push forward aggressively. I should be careful.
After that, I snuck out of the palace again three days later.
I'd asked Helkov to mediate exchanges with Morley while I couldn't go.
"Yes, I somehow gathered them. Alchemy tools."
"Wow, shapes I've never seen."
"Huh, wrong?" Morley asks anxiously hearing my impression without knowledge.
I'd specified tools to gather for making alcohol.
To mass produce in a factory, I need unprecedented devices, so first I need to teach the basics from scratch.
I'd thought so and had her gather them, but the shapes differ from what I use.
"I see, since they're not commercialized, specifications aren't standardized. But the basic device principles should probably be fine with this..."
I lightly confirm and start with disinfecting the tools.
I'm making beverages, after all.
So I boil them with hot water.
Since the basics are glass products, this is easy and good.
"Somehow I already don't understand."
Morley blinks at me starting to boil glass tools.
"Hot water disinfection can be done easily on heat-resistant containers."
"Hey, Dinker. That's limited to those with unlimited firewood and water."
When I tried to recommend it, Helkov put a stop to it.
I finish disinfecting and while cooling the heat, use the alcohol I brought to demonstrate reproducing the memo.
Apparently, it tastes better if left for a time as liquor.
Maybe this is why distilled alcohol wasn't used as a beverage.
"Morley, want to try too?"
"Huh, it's alchemy, right?"
To the surprised Morley, Helkov speaks proudly.
"Alchemy is a technique that produces the same results regardless of race, apparently."
Something I'd taught him before.
Thus begins the simple alchemy classroom.
Though what we're doing is like a cooking class.
"Chop the herbs, mix them with this purified water to bring out the fragrance well, then distill."
"Why? How?"
Morley seems curious and asks everything, and she does it.
Moreover, she takes it seriously, and I also find teaching rewarding.
"Then, mix slowly and it's complete."
"The process requires time and manpower. But mass production is certainly possible. And if we secure quantity by mass producing, by separately making expensive items for nobles we can divide production lines, and it's not a dream to have this liquor on my table! Quick, taste test!"
I thought she was serious, but seems she just wanted to drink.
Helkov also casually joins the tasting.
I'm just watching.
I could drink and no one would blame me, and legally it's not allowed, but the adult age here has a range from fifteen to twenty.
Apparently there are no penalty provisions, just warnings.
But I know from my previous life that drinking young has bad effects, so my hand doesn't reach.
"......Dinker."
"Huh?"
I was suddenly hugged by Morley.
Her body temperature seems low and chilly, and her skin feels somewhat like tanned leather.
"I won't let go anymore!"
"Let go."
Helkov immediately pulls me away from Morley.
Yeah, I was surprised, but apparently she's moved by the taste.
Daily updates.
Next time: Three Bear Cubs 1.