#When it's hot, food goes bad, doesn't it? (1)
Dominic had envisioned a postpartum care center.
This very facility quickly gained popularity, eliciting enthusiastic responses from not just new mothers in 21st-century South Korea but also in Japan, China, the United States, and elsewhere!
While so criticized the entrance fee exceeding 3 million won within two weeks, comnting on the abundance of money, the demand for the care center remained overwhelming.
'I've heard that even the Korean-style care centers in the United States charge over $1,400 per day, and there's fierce competition to secure a spot.'
Dominic, who had personally witnessed the stress that won experienced during their postpartum recovery, understood. Regardless of the cost, there was undoubtedly significant demand here, with everyone hoping for a speedy recovery.
"The challenge will be financing."
After hearing Dominic's plans, so clever villagers made serious comnts while glancing back at the building sketches.
"Money? We've already made a lot! They said next month we'll earn even more, right?"
"Dominic, do you have a plan?"
Ignoring Calron's question, the village's thought leaders were engrossed in conversation with Dominic.
"Yes. With the funds we have, it's impossible to construct grand mansions like those of the nobility. The cost of each building material is exorbitant."
"That's a valid point. But if we don't invest enough, the ladies might not stay."
Behind Dominic, the timing was perfect as the soothing sound of waves reverberated. He turned to face the sea, capturing everyone's attention.
"The depth of this beach is shallow, and its structure extends inward, so the waves don't get very high."
"Indeed. That's why we can't launch large boats here, making it more of a playground for local children. It's almost as useless as barren land."
"And the turtles don't co this way, right?"
"Of course not. It's too shallow here."
"The white sand is beautifully spread."
"What are you getting at, Dominic?"
Although this spot was beautiful, where children played in the sand, it had no value for fishing or as a port.
"Sotis, beauty has value simply for being beautiful. Hehehe!"
Dominic chuckled with confidence.
"We will emphasize nature and relaxation."
"Nature and relaxation?"
"We will construct all the buildings as single-story detached houses, spaced out a bit. Large bedroom windows will provide views of this coastline. There's no need for expensive marble walls; wood will suffice. We'll coat the exteriors with white clay and top the roofs with orange terracotta tiles."
Dominic spoke rapidly.
So villagers, initially puzzled by his ideas, quickly tried to rember his words. Their imaginations ran wild, envisioning the completed structures.
"Expensive paintings? Where would we find the money for that? Instead, we'll hang macram crafted by the most skilled won in the village and replace imported carpets with bamboo mats. Oh! But when we do spend, it must be on comfortable, high-quality bedding!"
Excitent began to appear on people's faces.
But Dominic wasn't finished.
"Exterior decoration is crucial too. We don't have the ti or money for statues. Instead, we'll transplant various trees, shrubs, and flowers to create a forest-like atmosphere. The garden floor will be paved with flat stones and wood."
His detailed plans continued, from interior design to building layouts, furniture colors, the training required for the staff, how to bring in therapists or priests, and so on.
While the villagers were accustod to Dominic's innovative ideas, this was another fascinating proposal. However, Ian was different.
'He's certainly a unique individual. Why is he playing the role of a village chief in this countryside?'
Misunderstandings arose, especially since Dominic was discussing architectural styles that Ian had never heard of.
Perhaps it was natural for Ian and the villagers to find Dominic's explanations unfamiliar.
'I'm trying to create a resort.'
In a world barely acquainted with the concept of hotels, let alone resorts, Dominic was confident that the architectural style he ntioned would surely captivate the noblewon.
The historical beginning of Evergreen Fishing Village's transformation was underway.
***
"Ugh, it's so frustrating."
Watching Dominic half-draped over the donkey, Ian clicked his tongue.
"That's not sothing a village chief should say."
"Why is this darn eting coming up so soon... I'm already swamped; I feel like I'm going to keel over."
Dominic was begrudgingly making his way to the village chief eting, which seed to have arrived all too quickly.
When he initially took on the role, he thought he'd have to attend once a month, but now it felt like a month ca around way too often.
"At least Lord Anton gifted you a donkey. You should be thankful."
"Yes, but if he was going to buy one, why not a horse instead of a donkey, right?"
"If he gave you a horse, could you even ride it?"
"I considered hitching it to a cart, why?"
A horse was much larger than a donkey, and Dominic had never learned to ride.
'Seeing things like this, he's clearly not a nobleman concealing his status and traveling the world.'
Ian quickly dismissed one theory about Dominic.
"Those gentlen will probably just chatter about pointless things again... Oh, I really don't want to go. It's so hot."
The Sinclair Count's region boasted warm and mild weather year-round. However, as sumr approached, the once-warm sunlight beca scorching, and the gentle breeze now felt like the blast from an air conditioner.
Thankfully, it was bearable in the shade, but on a donkey ride, one couldn't always choose shaded paths.
"Still, I can see the castle gate. We're almost there."
"Hello, soldier!"
As Ian waved, Dominic, recognizing him, greeted the soldier guarding the entrance to the lord's castle. It was the sa soldier who had once co to arrest him.
"It's been a while, chief! Here for the eting?"
"Yes, well..."
"You've got a tough job."
"It's harder for you, standing guard in this heat. But does the senior guard also take shifts?"
"No, today the new recruits are out on field training. They needed help in their makeshift kitchen."
"In this weather? Make sure you take salt. You'll pass out."
"I know. Open the gate!"
After a friendly exchange, Dominic shook his head.
"Do they really eat outside in this?"
"It seems they're preparing for a warti scenario. In case of an ergency, you can't dine leisurely in a restaurant."
Dominic's expression turned sour.
"Oh, don't remind , don't remind . That was a past life! I won't join the military in this life, never. Ugh."
He shivered slightly at the mories of training he had undergone in his previous life.
"But... do they train like this even in such heat? Sleeping and eating outside? In the sumr?"
"If they're training for warti scenarios, what does the season matter?"
"But..."
If they're not careful with heatstroke training, won't so die?
He had his doubts but decided to keep his thoughts to himself, as a civilian unrelated to the military.
"I'm off to see the lord."
"Yes, yes. I'm off to the eting."
After parting with Ian, the village chief eting Dominic attended was still filled with trivial matters.
"We will prepare the green clothes in our village!"
"Then, we'll handle the blue ones?"
"No, we said we'd handle the blue earlier, didn't we, sir!"
Today, they were deciding which color clothes to give as a gift to the newly born young master of the Count's family.
"Just draw lots or sothing. Good grief."
While sitting at the very back and yawning, there was a knock on the conference room door by a child servant.
"Village chiefs, after delivering a speech at the soldier training camp outside the castle, the Lord expressed his desire to have lunch with the soldiers."
"Oh! Then we should go too!"
"Of course! Lead the way, where is it?"
"It's considered lucky to see the Lord's face today, isn't it?"
"Indeed, indeed!"
Another burdenso task had been added.
'Why is seeing the Lord's face considered good luck?'
Dominic couldn't comprehend it. But there was no way he wouldn't beco part of the applause squad when the Lord himself was going to motivate the hardworking soldiers.
'I suppose this month's eting will end with applause.'
Outside, it was even hotter than before. The sun was gradually reaching its peak, as expected.
"Chief Dominic! Co this way!"
"Over here, here!"
Perhaps because he had beco sowhat known for various reasons, several village chiefs wore friendly smiles, beckoning him over.
He didn't intend to decline their hospitality, but as he was about to join them, sothing caught Dominic's eye.
"Ughh!"
He witnessed a soldier vomiting behind a tent set up for training.
"It seems the training was tough. Tsk, tsk."
"Co on, is the training these days even considered training? It's a ti of peace without wars! In our day, we used to run around for four hours a day in full armor!"
"Again with the old tales."
While the village chiefs engaged in idle chatter, Dominic tilted his head.
'Projectile vomiting?'
It was uncommon for a grown adult to vomit like a fountain. It could have been more than just strenuous training that caused the soldier to throw up his breakfast.
"Hey."
"Ughh... Yes? ?"
"When did you start feeling like this?"
"Excuse ?"
"Do you have other symptoms like chills, diarrhea, fever, along with the nausea?"
"Ah... I started feeling nauseous just now, and I'm getting chills. My stomach hurts too..."
Since the morning?
Dominic, sensing sothing from the soldier's words, patted his shoulder and imdiately headed to the makeshift kitchen set up on one side.
"Are you here? I thought you might co since it's the village chief's eting day. Are you here to greet?"
"More importantly, chef."
Seeing Dominic, the chef showed recognition.
'That's fortunate. Soone I know.'
They had crossed paths several tis since the tripe incident and had collaborated on various tasks. Dominic believed they had a certain level of trust. In fact, instead of scolding Dominic for entering his kitchen without permission, the chef even asked, "I'm so busy, can you help?"
"May I take a look around the kitchen?"
"Huh? No problem, but there's nothing special here. Are you looking for sothing specific?"
Without answering, Dominic's eyes darted around.
And soon, he spotted sothing.
"I found it."
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