71-Daily life in the shopping district




 
"Come on! Rachael! It's cheap today! I especially recommend these chubby radishes! Hey, there's the lovely lady! Are these radishes as beautiful as your thighs?'

 There was a bluster in the shopping district on South Main Street today.

 A woman with a shopping basket on her arm is stopped by the owner of a vegetable shop I've seen before, a tough-looking man.

 Why does the word 'plump' enter into the word for selling radishes?

 I don't think he's made me wear knee-high socks today, but it seems to be compared to my thighs, too.

I'm not sure how beautiful they are, but................ Are you trying to provoke me? My thighs are so much thinner and more supple! Don't put me in the same room as these radish legs, will you?

 The first time she was so mild and gentle, but when she saw the daikon, her attitude changed.

 Maybe she didn't like being compared to a radish so much, but she was a woman who talked up to the owner with such force that he was surprised.

 And as if she was proud of her legs, she showed them out of her slit-shaped dress.

''Ooohhhhhh!

 And the men around you see it and cheer.

 Oh, there's so much to show off with confidence.

'No, but isn't this area or something similar to this radish?

 The white-collar shopkeeper grabbed a handful of other radishes while saying that.

''They don't look alike! Do you think my legs are that thick and twisted?

 Maybe that shopkeeper just wants to look at her legs like that.

''Yes, this supple, fresh radish suits your wife.

 The person who came between the strong-armed owner and the woman was the slender owner I saw the other day.

''Oh, someone who knows what he's talking about - doesn't that mean your hair is a little shaggy? I don't have any hair on my legs!

"Ta-ha!

 The slender shopkeeper was blown away by a punch when he turned around. The shopkeeper, who has a slender body unlike the strong owner, was blown up in an interesting way.

 Even so, he has the guts to hold on to his daikon and defend it desperately. That's a true professional businessman.

"My legs are smooth!

'We've been through here before, but is it always like this?'

'Well, yeah. As far as I'm concerned, it's not a good idea to get involved, so let's get going.



 We walked past the vegetable shop and Eric and I plodded past the veggie shop to buy some after-dinner sweetness. It looks like bread sprinkled with sugar, though. It's crispy and delicious.

 There are still many shopping streets lined up without interruption.

 It is not a miscellaneous but neat and orderly, and the streets are wide and clean. It seems to take a lot of manpower to keep this place clean.

 I look for something interesting while scurrying around.

 And then I suddenly found a large, thorny green thing.

 I wonder what it is. It has more vicious thorns than a pineapple or a durian.

'What is this?'

No, I don't know what that is.

What the hell is wrong with you?

"Shut up. I couldn't possibly know all the ingredients in King's Landing, either. And by the way, I'm not a nobleman in King's Landing.

 I was about to leave Eric, who was useless, to ask the owner what these ingredients were, but the owner was doing business with another customer.

'I haven't been around lately. My wallet is dropping, my house is burning down, and I'm a mess when I think I've got a job for my husband and he's going under.'

'That's bad luck. That's just bad luck.'

"Right? Right?

'I have something for you to look forward to as well.

What is it?

The Pot of Luck! With this, even your unlucky wife will be lucky. In other words, as long as you have this, you can pick up the wallet and you can even get a new house. Maybe it was a nobleman who dropped his wallet, and if his wife delivered it to him, he would give her a mansion in return...or maybe the nobleman would find her attractive!

'Really? How much! I'm buying!'

"This lucky pot should cost a gold coin.

"Oh, no. I don't have that kind of money.

'But for the sake of your unfortunate wife, I will sell this lucky pot for three silver pieces!

"Ka, I bought it!

 This is terrible. It's obviously a fraud, isn't it?

 The happy-go-lucky woman hurriedly took out a silver coin from her purse and received what is called a lucky pot.

"Here, now I have some luck too!

 The woman smiles and holds the mere jar in her arms, not realizing it's a scam.

 It's already like a precious child of mine.

 Eric and I give her a jittery look, and the owner looks at us in annoyance.

"What? It ain't a scam.

No, but a lucky jar and the price.

That's a jar worth three silver pieces, in case you were wondering.

'Really? You're not lying to me, are you?

 When Eric and I stare at him suspiciously, the owner looks away shyly and scratches his head.

''In general, if you're going to cheat, you're going to ask for more money. Three jars of silver coins would be enough to make you feel positive. It's because you're feeling gloomy that nothing good will come of it.''

 I see. Surely, if you're going to cheat, you should be splashing out a little more money. It's too useless to get caught in the fraudulent business with about three silver coins.

 Even though he's putting a lie on it, this is probably something that would be good for that woman.

 And a lot of people who are down on their luck are so pessimistic in their thinking that they overlook even their chances. If you're always gloomy and sinking and looking downward, nothing good will ever come of it.

'Heh, do you like that woman by any chance?'

Hey, that woman is married, okay?

Oh, shut up. Go away and don't be a customer!

 As Eric and I chill out, the owner turns red in the face and shushes us away, up to his ears.

'I see. Do you want the person you love to be happy?

 A woman running with a light step, as if she had a feather in her eye, out of our gaze.

 It looked so much more positive than it did earlier, though.


'Aaaaaaaaahhhh! Hey, the lucky pot!''


 The jar flies out of the woman's hands as she teases her own feet and loses her balance. It falls to the hard floor and makes a crushing sound that echoes through the shopping district.

''...........''

 A woman's face changes from a happy one to one that looks like the end of the world.

 There is a pot of luck that has been cruelly shattered into pieces. The woman scrapes up the broken pieces as if her good fortune is not going to escape her.

 Maybe that woman is really bad luck. Sometimes it's important to look down.

'Here, go ahead, shopkeeper. She's gonna get hurt if she keeps going like that.

 The shopkeeper rushed over silently.

 How would he make that woman feel positive next time?




 I was thirsty, so I continued my walk, juice in hand.

 There are a lot of people in this area, thanks to the butcher shop, a vegetable shop and a few fish shops.

 Seafood is basically sent to high-end restaurants, royalty and nobility, but they still get enough fish to open fish shops all over the royal capital.

 This is probably thanks to the magical tools made by the Ice Queen.

 Can you make a cooler for us?

 Well, it's cooler in the countryside, and if the need arises, I'll ice the whole room. I'd be scolded if I overdid it too much, though.

 That's why other shopkeepers are desperate to catch the housewives who come to the fish shop. It was like a war, with shouting voices echoing all over the place.

 I noticed two girls about my age at the butcher's and vegetable shop.

 They must be twins, judging by the similarity between them.

''Um, my mom is sick... so I wanted to give her something to eat that would give her the best.''

 He says in a voice, looking up.

 Those big eyes are so lidded that I feel like I'm going to cry right now.

 I feel like I'm going to cry right now.

 His mother was probably sick and hadn't eaten a good meal.

 What is wrong with his father? If his father was around, he wouldn't be like that. His father must have passed away early.

But we don't have much money.

"...because my mother couldn't work anymore. My dad's gone too.

"Um! Please give me nourishing food for a single silver coin that we both earned!''

''Eleven-naughts. That's a lot of work, girls.''

'I can't believe we're going to work for our mother ourselves. Your uncle was very impressed.'

 The owner of the butcher and vegetable shop cries when he hears the sad story of a young girl.

 Then the owner of the butcher and vegetable shop retreats to the back and brings a large basket.

'Here, take it.'

'What? But how could I afford to pay for such a big, delicious-looking meat?''

"That's okay, sweetheart. I don't want your money. Now, go feed it to your mother.

 The owner of the butcher shop said that and forced me to hold the basket.

'Here, here too. Nutritious vegetables and fruits. It's full of nutritious vegetables and fruits. Of course you don't need to pay for it.

"...but!

"Children shouldn't have any reservations. "You can always ask your uncles for help.

''Yes! Thank you!''

'Yeah, yeah, I guess kids are best when they smile.'

 The twin girls bowed their heads and ran off with smiles on their faces, carrying their panting baskets.

 The shopkeepers watched them with warm expressions.

''It's called the humanity of the royal capital, isn't it?''

Yeah.

 Eric and I looked at the twins, who were also running energetically with a calm expression on their faces, shaking their hair.

'If they're that motherly and sweet, they'll be fine.

 I nodded silently at Eric's words.



 -- and then I went down the street with Eric for a while, and as I turned, I heard a woman's voice that was interrupted.


''Ran-chan, Lin-chan, did you get a lot?''

"Oh, Mom!

 To which the twin girls answer.

''What?''

 Me and Eric's dumb voices overlap.

 Before we could catch up with our understanding, the twin girls hugged the woman, calling her mother.

'Mother! 'Today, you know, I got a big piece of meat for free!'

'We got a lot of fruits and vegetables! For free, of course!

 Twin girls who say such things with an innocent smile. How can the words of a child without malice be so unreserved? If the shopkeepers were actually listening, they'd be crying, right?

'....What? What? 'Are you sick?'

 Eric manages to squeeze out a snatched voice.

Oh my, in that case, let's have a steak with lots of vegetables today. Your father will be home for the first time in a while, so it's perfect for you.

Yay!

 The twin girls and their mother walk away, looking happy.

''........Didn't your father pass away?

 Eric's words, which he said as if he was rambling, entered my ears with great clarity.

 Yeah, this guy must have been pretty impressed, so it must have been a big shock.

 Me? I'm, you know I'm used to it.

 So this is the battle between customers and shopkeepers in King's Landing? Terrible.