With the other spends such as various food ingredients like vegetables and at, coal, firewood, savings for clothes, etc, the total weekly spends would be around five to six braks. The rest of the money would go into savings, which these people used for special occasions.
Then ca the group that was paid well, and this group got a lot of respect from the people. This was the group that made 9 braks to two zen per week. Usually, a regular family would have both parents working to feed themselves and their kids.
While most of these families with well paid mbers still continued the tradition, it did not change the fact that just one person would be able to support an entire family on their own. Even if things went south and they had just their jobs left, they could keep their family well fed.
The second group usually celebrated their birthdays with a slightly loftier and atier al compared to regular days while the third group, the one that made money over 8 braks, added in alcohol and invited others to celebrate along with them.
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This was also done due to the influence of parties that the nobility threw, but unlike the nobles that had guests in huge numbers while also having extrely lavish parties, the common working class just invited their neighbors, colleagues or close ones who lived nearby.
Keith decided to go with inviting others to the party since there wasn't really a lack of money. The second reason was that Caleb had made too much stew.
He looked at Clara, "We should probably invite Brandon and Edward too. Hmm, is there anyone else?"
"The owner of the inn where the office is located. She's a nun of the church and she's a sweetheart, so I'm sure that Alia would love to see her here. Then maybe the priest? We're not exactly close so maybe we shouldn't, but having his blessings would help too."
Keith nodded, "Yeah, the nun is very sweet. I'll leave the inviting to you, but no need for the priest." he said, his expression hardening as a frown ford on his face, showing his displeasure.
He didn't really hate the priest. Instead, he respected priest Pascal a lot after he found out what was going on behind the scenes, but he had to put on an act since he knew that the shadow person was keeping an eye on him.
'To think that these gangsters have abducted the kids from the orphanage that was run by Pascal... I now understand why he isn't opening his mouth and I also don't want to force him.' he thought as he saw Clara nod and leave.
He then looked at multiple loaves of bread that were placed in a basket and spoke, "We have enough bread, but we might need more. I'll take care of the stirring, so two of you go and buy more bread along with so bottles of wine. We also ran out of butter, so get so of that too."
Caleb and Laura imdiately left, following behind Clara. Keith then looked at Nathan and gave him the ladle, "Here, do the stirring while I go get a few things ready."
He grabbed the barrel that was partly filled with groundnut oil, and took it with him to his room. In an instant, he was inside his spatial dinsion along with the oil and the first thing he did was to look at the large pile of potatoes that were left over after plantation.
A rough estimate was that he had around 8000 kilograms left over, which ant that he had spent a bit too much money on potatoes. He had expected so of them to be spoilt, but contrary to his expectations, the number of spoiled potatoes he had received were close to none.
Due to this, he had a lot of potatoes left over and now that he got a chance to use them, he didn't hesitate.
Almost 10 kg of potatoes flew out of the pile and were shot with water, cleaning them efficiently. Keith then used his power of absolute control inside the dinsion to slice the potatoes into thin pieces.
The oil that was inside the barrel, shot into the air and took the form of a 10 cm thick slab. Keith then heated it up and sent the potatoes into the oil, making them move inside from one end to the other.
'Hmm, it needs more ti...' he thought as he saw half cooked potato slices co out from the other end and decided to make 3 trips. It did take so ti, but Keith used his ti boost around himself and the oil slab, which was very less area compared to the 1km x 1km land that he used to boost the ti for in the past.
With a 5x boost, he got to work and by the ti he was done, almost an hour had passed. Which ant that in the outside world, only 12 minutes had passed.
Keith imdiately got out of his spatial dinsion and rushed to the kitchen to get so salt before rushing back to his room. He didn't go back into his dinsion this ti and instead, he simply sent the salt in. The salt acted like wing, flying towards the warm chips and sticking onto their surface.
The salt "sprinkling" took Keith around a minute before he put the oil back into the barrel and brought it out before taking it to the kitchen.
He glanced at Nathan who was diligently stirring the pot and placed the barrel where it originally was. Next, he took the biggest container that he had in the house, which was a large clay pot and filled it up with chips before placing it on the kitchen counter.
"Stew and bread done, snacks done, drinks they'll bring so that's done too. Is there anything else?" he asked as he looked at Nathan whose eyes were fixated on the pot.
"You... did you just make sothing appear out of nowhere? You can create food from nothing?"
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