The oatmeal porridge was cooked until soft, giving off a faint smell of burnt food. Though ordinary, to Letis, it smelled like the most delicious food in the world. It was even more tempting than the delicacies she had tasted at the noble banquets in Mozwa.

The warm liquid flows down the throat into the body, with a hint of sweetness, gradually warming the cold body and settling in the stomach, and a quiet happiness slowly rises.

It seems that there is nothing else in the world except this bowl of half-burnt oatmeal porridge in my hand.

It is the source of life, the happiness of warm winter nights, and the beginning of hope for the future.

The next day, Lettice came to a clothing store.

Looking up, you'll see a mermaid silhouette painted in a colorful gradient on the sign.

'Sunset Mermaid', she muttered to herself, then walked in.

"Hello, is the owner here? I was just introduced to this job."

She walked into this seemingly ordinary shop. Inside the wardrobes were a variety of clothes. The colors varied, but the styles were rather classic and conservative, lacking any novelty. Perhaps this was the reason for the poor sales.

"Oh, is anyone here? Wait a minute."

After a while, a middle-aged lady came out from the back room. She was wearing a purple-red gradient fur coat, which looked very special.

She took the note from Lettice and looked at it.

"I see. Recently, many people have fled here from the east, and the city management has informed them before. They will be housing some of them in residents' homes."

"You worked in a textile factory before, didn't you?"

"Yes."

"That's perfect. Give me a hand. The weather's getting cold lately, and we need to make a batch of warm coats. They'll sell very well."

As she spoke, she led Letty to the warehouse in the backyard.

"In the first half of last year, I purchased a batch of Gufia grassland fur from the Lamia Chamber of Commerce. I didn't expect to use it this year."

"It's a pity that my daughter is not at home. I and an old lady are the only ones working in the store, so the progress has been slow."

As she spoke, she opened the door of the warehouse. Stacks of furs as tall as a person were tied together and gave off a faint smell. It seemed to be a mixture of drying powder and the slightly musty smell of furs, which made people's noses a little itchy.

Lettice walked in carefully and looked around.

"Are there so many?"

"Haha, yes. Because the trade routes with the north have been open in recent years, the price of furs has dropped a lot. I took the opportunity to buy a lot of goods."

"It's hard to buy them now, after all, many of them are used to make military coats and are requisitioned as military supplies."

"Today I'll prepare a room for you to rest and sleep, and then you can learn to work tomorrow. Of course, you'll still be paid."

"Um."

Lettice nodded, then followed the aunt to the other side. Before she finished, she looked back at the furs piled up in the warehouse, but she was thinking about something else in her mind.

It would be too slow to sew so much fur by hand.

Perhaps, I can try to make an alchemical artifact to help with sewing, which should make things a lot easier.

With this thought in mind, she slowly lay down on the bed. The soft and warm quilt allowed this weathered girl to quickly fall into a peaceful sleep.

My uneasy heart slowly calmed down, and my anxious thoughts also stopped for a while at this moment.