[Chapter 07] - The Sale - Part 1
Year 952, day 227, Elfen territory , Center of Vila da Fronteira with Mercy , 08h.
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On a sunny morning like few others, the brother and sister are at the market in their village, looking for an old friend of their family.
– His tent was here ... – She says, unsure. – Right, Whiger ?
– Calm down, I'm sure. It is at the end of the fair.
As the boy said, the wooden stand is actually allocated at the end of the fair. It sells rare spices, in sealed pots, in addition to various collector's items, mostly hunted by members of Guilds.
– Good day sir! – Kahyu says , waving his hand.
– How are you, Uncle? – Whiger asks .
– How long, kids! Have you finally started shopping for your father?
– One day we grow up, uncle!
– Your hair looks really cool, Whiger .
– Thank you very much! – He says with his face flushed. – Uncle, we want to know about something.
– You can talk, here I sell everything! What does your father want this time?
The girl stands in front of her brother.
– Actually, sir. We want to sell something.
– What do you want to sell? – He crouches in front of the children, with a smile.
The brothers nod to each other and Whiger says:
– How much would you buy an egg from Haast ?
The elderly and kind gentleman withdraws a little, thoughtfully.
– I've heard that name before, but I don't really remember. Is it a rare item?
– A man told me that it is a delicacy much requested by Guilds.
The owner of the stall intertwines his big white beard and says:
– You didn't steal something important like that, right?
The two children shake their heads in denial.
– Look, if it is an item frequently requested by the Guild, then it will be here. He struggles to pick up a large, heavy book from behind the tent. – This is a price book, basically.
"Here is the amount that the Guild would pay me for each item. I just have to follow what the book says ... How much was the commission? I thought! I have to pay them 20% less than the original amount and that it will be my profit when the Guild pays me ... "
– Did you find it, sir?
– Not yet. The name is Haast , right?
– Yes , Haast Argentavis .
He keeps looking, going page by page while the little ones wait anxiously.
"I found it! Haast Argentavis ... ten gold coins ... Would I have to pay eight gold coins ?! That's more than I earn in years!"
– Mr? He thought?
He closes and puts his book away. Worried and sweating, the merchant asks:
– Children, where did you get this? I don't have enough money to pay you!
The children look at each other in amazement.
– How much is the egg, uncle ?!
– Eight...
– Uncle, buy it please!
– With sixteen silver coins we could change the life of the father and mother completely! Buy tools, buy more animals, seeds ...
– Sixteen? Do you have two eggs like that ?!
– Yea! – Respond the two children, excited.
With a serious face, the merchant says:
– Children, buying is not a favor, I also earn from it. But you got it wrong. That egg, for whatever reason, costs eight gold coins ! Of gold! I do not have that money! Putting all my silver and copper coins together, they give a maximum of two gold.
– Eight gold coins ?! – the two children shout.
The merchant quickly covers the mouths of the two children with his hands.
– Shut up, kids! Do you want the whole village to know that?
The brothers nod and then you take your hands out of their mouths. Whiger closes his hands very tightly, drawing all his euphoria on his face. Whispering, Kahyu asks:
– Sir, what do we do then?
– Kahyu , that gives about eighty silver coins! We need to sell this!
The sister, embarrassed, hides her face with her hands while whispering:
– There are eighty silver coins ... They are eight hundred! You big asshole! I don't even know if we should sell this anymore! What are we going to do with so much? You can buy our house about ten times and there's still more!
Whiger starts to shake with anxiety. Stuttering, he replies:
– Let's sell it anyway!
The innocent and kind old man interrupts the children.
– There's something I can do. I had forgotten because I never needed ...
The eyes of the two children shine. It seems that deep down, Kahyu also really wants to sell the eggs.
– Tell us, sir!
– Well, I can sign a contract, promising that I will sell the eggs and give you exactly the amount sold to you.
"I was just going to give him the eggs and wait for him to sell. This old man is smart!" Thinks Whiger .
– This is perfect! Can you do this as soon as possible?
– Sure, my kids. The coach to Elfen leaves in three hours. I've never been in the guild of Mercy , as small as I merchants are eaten it ! Hahaha !
"I will profit from these eggs more than I profit in years. The history of the golden eggs has never made more sense to me than now!"
Without really understanding what you meant, Whiger replies:
– Ah ... Of course. Hahaha ...
– Let's go home and get the eggs! Come on, brother!
– Kahyu , I don't think I understood it very well ... Weren't you the one who thought it was better for us not to sell? – He says sarcastically, with a look of mockery. – Did I hear things?
She stares at her brother, smiling in anger and eyes blinking frantically.
– Very funny ... Now let's go home and get the eggs.
– Go, children. I will make the contract in the meantime.
At the same time, the children bow and say:
– Thanks!
On the way home, almost at the end of the fair, three children at the window shout for them both:
– Hey! Whiger ! Kahyu !
They both look for where the voice came from, but it is a difficult task with so many people around, passing from side to side. Until Whiger's eye meets the children at the round window; they are on the second floor of a four-story building, something very common in the village. When the little bald child realizes that the two brothers found him, he asks:
– Shall we play after lunch ?!
Waving a hand, Whiger yells:
– Today I can not! Sorry!
Kahyu also says goodbye with just a single wave of his hand. Seeing the girl say goodbye, the bald boy comments with the two friends while hugging himself:
– Ah! I love her even when she doesn't care about me!
A few minutes later, the brother and sister arrive at their home.
– Each one gets an egg, do we understand?
Sarcastically, Whiger replies:
– Yes, miss, princess, queen of the unbearable.
Upon hearing the sound of his children arriving, the gray-eyed man asks from the kitchen:
– Are you back, kids?
– Yes father! We are going to sell the eggs now. We have already arranged everything with your friend from the end of the fair.
– Ah! Did he welcome you? He was always very kind to us. I don't think I told you, but the few tools we had at the beginning, when you were very small, he gave us.
– I did not know that. He was really nice to us! Let's go get the eggs for him right now. – Answer Kahyu
– If they sell it to me, I can rest easy. Good luck kids!