A Sly Bloom

"Compared to the value and rarity of my products this price seems reasonable."

Bloom wasn't fazed by the shout of the mayor who glanced at him in vigilance like eyeing a deadly enemy.

"I can't accept this price," the mayor said, "even ten thousand gold coins are considered too much for such an ancient piece of rock and dirt."

"Then leave," Bloom returned to eat his meal as if the mayor wasn't sitting opposite to him, "I can't lower my price to this low level. My goods are all high quality and extremely rare."

"Scales in themselves are useless," the mayor said as he added, "but if you added some bones then I wouldn't reject this price."

Bloom realized the real reason this antique addicted mayor came to see him. He had all of the dragon skeleton, or at least most of it.

"Bones are even rarer," he didn't hurry to show off his goods.