Reincarnated as a Villager ~ Strongest Slow-life

Chapter 71



71 Be such a man.

“Bae. How much will the drug cost?

Zabal’s old man asked after taking a dose at the herbal tea he kept at the mountain hut.

I am a pharmacist, but not a village-only pharmacist, but a sideline pharmacist.

Exclusive and side business, what’s the difference, the exclusive gets money from the village and sees the villagers for free (I really say mix it or fry it, but I say see it). Much or little money out of the village is constant (less taxes).

Side jobs are personal counterparts. I’m getting medication from the injured guy. Well, when an individual can’t pay, it’s from the village, and the injured guy is supposed to pay the village in a split.

I know it’s tough, but I can’t help it all. I can’t even do it for free to protect my position as a pharmacist and food, and there’s no health insurance – in our times, I have to protect my life myself.

Besides, we’re blessed. It’s hard to find a village with three medics (no apprenticeships).

“Three silver coins and ten copper coins.”

Expensive! Don’t say that. I’ll take twenty silver coins if I do the treatment in the city. If you’re a conscientious pharmacist, that’s on the assumption.

Thirteen pieces of silver coins will be used for the cost of materials alone. There can’t be seven pieces of silver coins for the technical fee to combine them.

At least five years to acquire enough knowledge to be a pharmacist in the village. The fastest ten years to master the formulation technology. I have to go through five years of my master’s support. I’ve spent my whole life studying how to spot the symptoms (in my case, I have knowledge of previous life, and I was able to use a balance to calculate and take notes, so I became a pharmacist quickly). When you think about the time you spent standing alone, it’s never cheap.

“Right…”

Zabal’s grandmother doesn’t complain because she knows that too. Normally, he dies and deserves it. Miraculously helpful but sleeping stillness. You’ll be dead in less than a year without the name of nursing (experience).

Of course, it would be helpful to see him at Obama’s, and it’s free (well, it’s deducted from the firewood bill).

But Obaba is old enough not to have the strength or energy to come to the logging ground. If you can’t do it, you’ll die halfway down the road, absolutely.

That’s why it’s nothing but reckless to go from here. The road that leads to the logging ground is an evil road. If I carry you there, you’ll still die halfway down the road.

The village chief doesn’t have a hand, but he can’t formulate the medicine unless he tells us exactly what the situation is and what it is like to do it. It’s not like I have a junction technique. I can’t make it and put it away, and if the amount is different, the healing power can run wild and cause cardiac paralysis.

Speaking of fantasy drugs, if you exceed the amount, it’s only poison, and it’s why you bring energy from one way or another. Until it only promotes healing (well, there are some so-yu’s, but all they have is a king or a great nobleman) – nutritional pills and potion for it.

In this regard, I can be rushed immediately to administer the appropriate medication (with junction surgery). Besides, it leaves no sequelae (in the case of cuts), when it’s cheaper.

If you complain about this, I’ll quit as a pharmacist. It doesn’t fit the split.

“I’m always sorry.”

A laugh overflows Zabal’s old man’s thankful apology.

That’s all I get paid for, but I honestly feel like it’s different to thank you, so I slapped Zabal’s old man on the shoulder.

“What, I’m getting some experience over here, mind you”

More or less, you can’t keep your life with a ten-year-old kid. No matter how many prodigies (laughs) you’ve had. – It would be silly to put your life in his hands. You deserve respect for such an idiot.

“… no enemies at all…”

I don’t know what the enemy is, but Zabal’s grandmother would be more awesome if she saw it from me.

“That’s my line.”

Throughout my past life, I have to go under Zabal’s old lady’s feet.

“You just raise four children and raise twenty-five families, and this is how you bring the crowd together. As a man, as a father, it’s awesome. You’re too good a man to look directly at me.”

I know it doesn’t make sense to compare, but I really do.

There’s nothing I can do about it in my past life – it’s the difference between me and the man who marries and provides for my family. Stupid, really.

“I’ll be such a man.”

Well, I don’t think I can marry like this, but I just want to keep it.


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