How the Reincarnation Seat Destroys the Original - Chapter 34
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Episode 34. Successor Training (2).
Hugo’s reaction and Lily’s reaction that followed.
Mabel couldn’t even continue her awkward smile at the two people’s lost gazes and the trembling voices that called her, and ended up crying.
“Hey… Don’t you dry flowers here?”
“No. You can dry the flowers or put them in a book to make pressed flowers.”
As soon as Mabel’s expression turned to tears, Hugo quickly answered. His words were intended to comfort Mabel, but they were not false.
In fact, the Empire also dried the flowers they received as gifts and made them into bookmarks and pendants to repay them. However, the reason the two people reacted like this was because Mabel had separated the flowers into individual petals and laid them out, and the number of them was by no means small.
When drying flowers or making pressed flowers, it was common to use the entire flower so that the flower could maintain its shape.
“Are you trying to dry flowers?”
Lily also quickly put down the tray she was holding at the sight of Mabel’s expression. She knelt down and asked in a soft, gentle, and affectionate voice.
Mabel nodded her head up and down at Lily’s question.
In her previous life, she had made pressed flowers by directly inserting thin types such as maple leaves, ginkgo leaves, and cherry blossoms into a book. However, in the case of full-length roses, it was difficult to insert them into a book as a whole, so Mabel came up with her own method to remove the petals, and felt wronged by the reactions of the two people who saw her actions.
“I wanted to dry the flower petals….”
“The petals are thin, so it would be better to dry them by inserting them into a book. If the flower buds are not too large, they will look prettier if you dry them whole or insert them into a book.”
“huh….”
Despite Lily’s words, Mabel’s voice was sullen and depressed, and the withered stem she had hidden behind her back swung back and forth in her small hands.
Reason thought that the room was in bad condition and that the two people might be surprised, but the child’s emotions overcame reason when faced with an unexpected reaction.
“I was a little surprised because I didn’t expect you to dry the petals. I apologize if my and the butler’s reactions surprised or upset you, young lady.”
Then, as Lily calmly explained why Hugo and herself had reacted in that way, the stems, now tattered with stamens, stopped moving.
“Don’t they dry flower petals here?”
“It’s not common. I dry one or two, but there are so many of them. I never thought you’d dry flower petals.”
“really?”
“Yes. Are you going to make all the flowers using pressed flowers?”
Mabel’s young emotions momentarily lost control of the reins held by Lily’s soft explanation and quick change of subject, and reason seized the reins.
“That’s right. I need it to make soap.”
Soap? Soap, not a bookmark or pendant?
That white, square soap that came in a box you recently gave me as a gift, that produces a lot of bubbles when you put it in water?
Lily was momentarily speechless at the novel yet unfamiliar idea, and before Mabel could notice her reaction, Hugo joined the conversation naturally.
“I have already received word from the master that you will be making a new soap to be sold at the top of Damie. If you need anything, I will provide you with both material and spiritual support.”
At his words, Lily could vaguely perceive a situation she had not heard of.
“I’ve made a few pressed flowers myself. I’ll help you, miss.”
“Huh? Then I’ll be grateful!”
Mabel smiled brightly as if she had never cried before, and welcomed Lily’s help. When the situation was over, Hugo added with a kind smile that he would bring a thick book to put flowers and petals in.
It was the day when, among the servants of the Damier family, ‘The Lady’s Soap Making Story’ was mentioned instead of ‘The Lady’s Life in Seclusion’.
The news that Mabel was making a new soap for the Damier upper chamber reached the Damier maker’s servants in less than half a day.
“Miss! If you make soap, you must give it to us!”
“If there’s anything you need, please let us know at any time, and we’ll do our best to help you!”
“Be careful not to get hurt!”
As every servant she encountered offered words of encouragement and concern, Mabel’s determination grew stronger, and she quickly began her next task while the pressed flowers were being made inside the thick book.
It is the oil soap making that follows the flower soap.
The soap sold at the top of Damier only has a faint scent of the soap itself. Since there was no scented soap, I thought it would be the fastest and easiest to make.
“When I saw it on YouTube. It clearly said that I just had to add oil… .”
Put the basic ingredients for making soap in a pot in order, melt them all in a double boiler, and divide the melted liquid into three bowls.
I selected the three best-reviewed and best-selling oils that Hugo had brought, added them to the melted liquid, and mixed them well. Then I put them in a special square, long mold that shortens the drying and maturing period of the soap, closed the lid, and my scented soap making was complete.
Originally, it would have taken 2-3 weeks to dry and mature, but the magically treated frame shortened that period to 2-3 hours.
After making the oil soap, it was time for class, so I returned to my room after class and took the soap out of the mold, and a perfectly formed soap appeared.
After putting the soap into the cutter and pressing it, the soap was cut into pieces of a certain thickness, and with Lily’s help, Mabel carefully packed them one by one and was able to immediately hand the scented soap over to Kael, who had come to the restaurant for dinner.
“Is it already finished?”
“Not yet! There are other soaps left.”
“Other soaps?”
“I have some soaps that I’m going to make with pressed flowers, and I’m going to try making a few more. That’s what I’m talking about. Kael.”
As soon as Kael turned to look at her, Mabel began to list the things she had thought she would need or would be nice to have while making soap.
“Instead of square molds, how about round ones? Oval ones would be fine too. I also need pigments that are safe for the skin to use in the soap. And…”
“Mabel.”
Kael mercilessly cut off Mabel’s seemingly joyful words that seemed like they would continue endlessly. Kael faced Mabel, whose eyes widened when his name was called, and spoke in his characteristically indifferent and cold voice.
“I recommend you reconsider whether you really need them for the soap you’re making.”
Mabel pondered what he had said as he followed up his call.
The soap you make should be distributed to more people as a prototype.
To further reduce the damage from disasters.
To save more people.
Do you need to put oil or flowers in it?
The answer was set.
‘no.’.
“It’s not a bad idea to add oil to the soap you made to give it a scent. But what about the price of the oil?”
Kael continued to drop hints in a nonchalant tone, tap tap, to help Mabel continue her thoughts.
The price of oil has never been cheap.
Because it was equivalent to the monthly living expenses of a three-person family of commoners, the majority of its customers were also nobles.
Of course, the soap produced at the top of Damier was cheap enough for even the common people to use. But if oil were added to it, the price would at least double the current price.
After giving it away under the pretext of being a prototype, I wonder how many people will actually buy the soap I made?
“I entrusted you with this task. I also took into consideration the fact that it was for the purpose of training a successor.”
If people look at it favorably, it’s the foolish actions of an immature successor.
However, most people would have complained, asking why they had bothered to make and share a prototype if it was going to be like this.
Mabel lowered her head.
And admitted it.
The fact that I had taken it too lightly and treated it too lightly.
“I’ll make it again.”
“How much time do you need?”
“How long does it take to make soap and distribute samples to people?”
“Even if I can’t do it, it will take at least a week.”
After the banquet, disaster would strike within a month. The remaining time was about a week and a half if we were to be tight. If we were to be generous, about two weeks.
Mabel hesitated for a moment, then held out her palm. Her small palm had all five fingers spread out.
“5 days. I’ll get the report passed by Kael within 5 days, and I’ll even make soap.”
“3 days.”
Kael resolutely reduced the deadline.
Mabel let out a groan at the sharp determination, and bent her slightly trembling thumb.
“4 days…!!!”
“It’s four days including today.”
“It’s evening now?!”
“Bring the report by tomorrow.”
As the conversation continued and dinner drew to a close, Mabel stumbled out of the restaurant with a miserable expression on her face, almost as if she was seeing a vision of the word ‘Defeat’ written above her head.
“Report… I slept a lot today too… .”
Unlike in the morning, Mabel left the restaurant first, and Hugo quietly took his place next to Kael, who was left alone.
“Master, you are at the age where you should be growing up, so I am afraid that it will be too much for you to write the report by tomorrow.”
“I see you’re talking nonsense. I guess you’ve been busy lately.”
There was no way Hugo could change Kael’s mind, so he returned to his room and made a silent apology to the girl who was groaning with her small head wrapped.
Miss… I’m sorry this old man can’t help you.
Kael, who had even emptied the coffee that was served for dessert, leisurely got up from his seat and turned to look at Hugo as he was about to leave.
“It seems like there’s nothing to do. Let me give you some work.”
Kael continued to tell Hugo the ‘things’ he would do.
“Mabel’s classes will be canceled for three days starting tomorrow. Tell the tutor. Request the production of a round model mold. Make sure there are enough of them. Also, increase the amount of raw materials needed to make the oil.”
“Master…!”
Hugo covered his lips with his hand as Kael ordered him to do everything that was not for Mabel from beginning to end.
“We just decided that it had commercial value.”
If we could produce soap with different scents by increasing the supply of raw oil without adding the oil itself, we could probably get the same price at a reasonable price.
Soap with pressed flowers in it would not have been a bad idea to receive special orders from the nobility.
“If you understand, move.”
“Will the master go to the office?”
“No. I have something else to do.”
After leaving those words, Kael headed out of the restaurant.
The place he headed to was the smokehouse in the Damie Count’s house, and he silently approached the person who was swinging a sword alone in the dark smokehouse at night.
He approached without a sound, and the moment he made a sound, the sword that had been cutting through the air changed its course and stopped right in front of him. Even in the darkness, the blue eyes that shined like a sharp, abandoned sword confirmed the opponent he was aiming his sword at and immediately put the sword away.
“sorry.”
“Tariq.”
Kael said, calling the name of the owner of the blue eye who was apologizing.
“Can I ask you something?”
Dark night. The voice echoing low in the smokescreen was a voice that would not be strange at all if it continued to say that someone should be killed right now.