Chapter 142: 142 137 Eleven year old toy with spring

July.

Ever since Morgan and the others dropped off for Wang Du for a report, Isaac has had a problem that has been bothering his head.

In return for Sieghardt.

I couldn't think of a good idea.

(Exactly, Clip. Then you won't convince me...)

Isaac stares at the zem clip at hand.

This concerns the harmonization of formats previously proposed.

The format was unified, while the size of the paper was unified.

For this reason, I thought there would be an easy way to put it together and let Zem clips be made with wire.

If you have a clip, that would be useful.

But it's just too blurry to give back a knife made by Orihalcon.

Too different in character as an object.

But the more I worry about it, the less I can think of anything.

I was glad something happened and I got a good stimulus from it, but nothing has happened in the last two months.

At best, so much so that Claude had mixed and drank chocolate for brandy and it didn't taste too good.

It wasn't like an idea came to mind.

(Will you change your mood?)

I feel depressed just to keep worrying about the bright white paper in front.

Isaac headed to the flowerbed to change his mood.

Originally, it was to be used as a cover for conspiracies.

It was strange to me that that was still being done this way.

(I didn't like dirt in my previous life. After all, will your body get used to it as you continue?

Isaac was thinking about that as he pulled through the weeds.

In my previous life, I would have felt sick if I had mites, but now I think "they're making the dirt better," and I don't care if I find them.

Growing flowers was so much Isaac's hobby because it was a world of little entertainment.

"You're going to be fine."

"Yeah, we need to do weed removal every day. It's hard to do more."

Carl, the gardener, called out to Isaac.

He's pushing the wheelbarrow.

I was just switching dirt at a flowerbed nearby.

"How do you feel about using a wheelbarrow?

"I like how easy it is to unload. Until now, you dropped me off in Scop. It's a lot easier to think about going back and forth."

"That's good"

I can't say it's entirely an original idea, but I'm honestly glad what I suggested is helping people.

"Carl, let me know if you have anything like this that I think would be useful. I don't care if it's trivial."

"Yes, sir."

Leaving that behind, Carl went back to work.

I've known him for a long time, so even if there's a difference of position, he can easily speak up to me like this.

He also responded to Isaac, who has caused a lot of incidents, the same way he used to.

Maybe it's because it's a position unrelated to politics, but it was a valuable opponent in a way.

(After noon, we head to the Grey Chamber of Commerce for an inspection. I wish I could come up with something there)

I don't know if I can help it in a hurry, but I really think about new products.

Isaac was unconscious and pulling weeds out of the ground so as to distract him.

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When it comes to inspecting the Grey Chamber of Commerce, it is not genuine enough to find out if there is any injustice.

Just check the iron and copper ingots purchased from Wallick Marquis territory.

The companions are Norman, the secretary, and Bridget, who seemed free.

There are only other escorts.

First, he gets passed to the reception room and shows Kendra the prototype of the toy he prepared.

"... what is this?

Bridget's whining words represented the feelings of those who were present.

Placed on the desk is a cylindrical cylinder.

It's blunt like "It's iron."

Unlike the spring, there were dozens of very thin plates.

"It's a new toy for Kendra."

"This is it? You're lying."

When they told me it was a toy, Bridget didn't believe it.

Because it wasn't something I used to play with, no matter what I saw.

"Because it's true. Hey, can you put that little box over there on your desk?

When Isaac says so, a merchant member who was nearby places a 20cm square box on his desk.

"Put this on this box and do this."

Placing the cylindrical cylinder on top of the box, Isaac pulls the top part forward.

The cylinder was made of a soft spring and fell sharply on the desk.

"... so what is this?

Isaac felt Bridget's cold gaze.

Norman and Ralph had eyes that believed, "It's about Master Isaac, so you must have some deep thoughts".

"That's all. A spring toy that goes down from top to bottom when you do it on the stairs"

What Isaac was asking Ralph for was a toy called "Slinky" or "Rainbow Spring".

It was also a toy I gave Changmi when she was just a young girl, guessing at the quail pull of a festival I went to with my family in my previous life.

When I was worried about whether there were any good things with the spring tools, I remembered this for some reason, so Ralph made it for me to give it to my sister even in this world.

But the surrounding reaction is not fragrant.

"Hmmm......"

"The way it moves is novel..."

Norman and Ralph also have indescribable expressions.

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"Then let's try it on the stairs. 'Cause that's how I know."

Isaac says the same thing, "Is that it? Is it a subtle toy in this world after all?" and became increasingly anxious.

In the meantime, I think I might change my mind if I show you where I keep going down the stairs, leaving the room and moving to the stairs.

"Well, I'll be there."

Isaac places the stairs about ten steps up, from where he takes them down.

"I don't know what to say...... I think it would be better to use the spring for something else. I can't think of any."

"Try this, it's a strange move to go down without stopping. If it can be made cheaper, it could certainly be sold as a toy for children"

Bridget's rating is not good, but Ralph seems to have interested me.

Isaac is just a little bit frustrated that the merchant was interested.

"But you can't sell it for kids, can you? Because it's dangerous for little kids to play near the stairs."

"Ah..."

To Norman's exact point, Isaac couldn't say anything back.

He was right, it was dangerous to let him play near the stairs.

"Right, it would be tough if I fell down the stairs and got hurt. I'm not making it a present for Kendra."

(It was a dangerous place. That's right, it's important to say safety when kids play)

Isaac thanks Norman for pointing it out.

Kendra is not even two years old yet.

It would be safer to play with round-cut building blocks, etc.

You don't have to prepare anything for your sister that comes to mind.

Isaac reflects on his impatience.

"But I think toys that make these moves are rare. How about being made a souvenir when you meet with Dwarf?

"Shall I? Dwarves might apply it to something."

It's a shame the uke was bad, but we don't need to waste what we've shaped for now.

Sieghardt might read it again on his own.

In the meantime, I decided to keep it.

"Shall I check my luggage next?"

Isaac transferred the story to mineral resources originating in the Marquis Wallick territory, which he uses to deal with Dwarves.

Because the reaction around me was so bad that I felt ashamed of this toy obsession.

"Right. Okay, come here."

Ralph, who somehow feels Isaac's mood from his insignificant tricks, guides him honestly.

Because it's less than second class as a merchant, such as deeply pursuing what customers don't want you to touch and bending the navel.

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The deal with Dwarf is still ahead of us.

However, the Marquis Wallick territory in the northwest of the Kingdom of Reed is opposite the Marquis Welrod territory in the southeast.

In the meantime, he was beginning to bring refined objects into cities like Wellrod and Alster.

Buying in large quantities of iron costs a lot of money, but Quentin sent in the inventory, saying, "You can pay later," he said.

I guess that's all you want to sell right away.

Even if I built more warehouses, they were just full.

"Uh, this is all iron?

Bridget sounds surprised when she sees Ingots piled up in the warehouse.

I've never seen so much iron in her life.

"Yes, there are other warehouses for things like copper and tin. I'll keep it in the carriage for the rest of the trip."

Ralph points to the carriage parked beside the warehouse.

They're all big front carriages.

Isaac and the others are headed that way.

"Is that it? You only have about half your stuff on it, right?

"That's true. Mr. Ralph, what's going on?

When Isaac looks at the carrier and points out that there is less luggage for the size of the carriage, he asks Ralph why, with a gaze like Norman asks.

Because I was afraid that I would be wearing iron or something, deluding the amount I would carry in.

Whatever it takes, you can't miss it.

Ralph senses what Norman is thinking and shakes his head sideways in a hurry.

"This is the limit of the carriage loading. Unlike groceries and such, ingots are heavy enough not to take a place. If you put any more on it, the bottom of the carrier will either fall out or the axle will break."

"Oh, you're right if you say so."

Norman was convinced by Ralph's explanation.

There is more to endurance than being a wooden carriage.

There's room on the carrier, and you can't just pack it in.

Even Norman, who was not familiar with the making of things, immediately understood the matter.

"So what if you made axles and carriages of iron?

- If it breaks in a wooden carriage, you can make an iron carriage.

Isaac had a simple question.

"Because it's too heavy. Not all roads maintained by elves. The soft ground will bury the wheels and keep them from moving. In the first place, it's too heavy to pull off a horse."

"I see."

The answer was even simpler.

If you want sturdiness, its weight becomes a neck.

It's a world without engines.

Even a horse can't pull it off. It can only be a figurine, such as a carriage.

There is also the phrase "past, but not beyond".

It doesn't make sense to just pursue performance and lose practicality.

There had to be a moderate balance.

(Right. It's not just going down an elf-maintained road. Plus it's because trucks and trains have the power to pull too...... Hmm?

Isaac was going to come up with something good.

But I have this terrible feeling that nothing is coming out.

Going out on inspection like this has been a good stimulus, but one last step didn't come out.

It was still going to take a while for this answer to come out.

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