The number of people who made trouble yesterday was much smaller, but there were still people who stubbornly insisted on making trouble.
Hugh was still here, taking their protest as a noise. "They are just a group of contemptible scoundrels. How can there be so many good things for them to meet?"
Hugh judged those people who were still making trouble like this.
The person in charge didn't deny, "Are you going to sell all the herbs?"
"Almost all. What's the price?"
"According to your number, I'll give you 100 gold coins to pack up all the herbs, but the precious herbs are priced separately."
The herbs they collected were just some ordinary herbs. The price was not high, and only the quantity had an advantage.
One hundred gold coins in exchange for half a year's output was a really good price.
"Deal."
The herbs were piled up there, so Hugh agreed without hesitation.
Since there was still a car to leave today, he decided to load herbs and take them away.