Chapter 11: Bait
The moment she saw Sherlock, Monica's heart sank.
While she didn't understand why Babu's story worked and doubled the price out of thin air, she knew that it might work for the bald group of fighters, but it couldn't work for someone like Sherlock who worked with merchants specially.
A few dozen silver coins is a lot of money, not to mention that Monica doesn't want to see her and Babu's little game messed up by this guy who wants to deceive herself, but ...... She didn't say anything, for she saw Babu's expression move when Sherlock came in, and in her understanding, it was more surprise than surprise or panic.
"Ah, sorry, sorry." Seeing that Sherlock stopped him, Babu quickly cleaned up the pictures and collars on the table, and said with a smile, "I'm really sorry, Director Sherlock, we didn't understand the situation when we first came, and we thought that only bulk goods needed to be docked with you, but I didn't expect that this kind of small-value retail also needs to ask you for instructions, you can rest assured, I will never make this mistake again." This brother, I'm sorry, I can't break the local rules, since Director Sherlock won't let ......"
"Huh? Director Sherlock, how did I not know that even retail in the town had to go through you, are you sure it's the town's rule? Before Babu's words fell, someone at a nearby table spoke, it was the person at the table that Babu said to settle the bill for them before, and one of the chainmail men with a tall figure of two meters walked over, and said without any fluctuation in his expression, "You don't need to allocate the usual expenses of our guards and collection teams, why do you want to control it now if you want to use your personal property to shop?" Your hand is too long. โ
"No, no, Captain Harry, you misunderstood." Sherlock's beard was straight, and his forehead was sweaty, "It's just that the price is too high, I'm afraid you will be deceived." โ
"Fooled? Do you think we combatants don't have brains? Still don't know the market price of the equipment? As he spoke, Captain Harry suddenly sighed and shook his head, "Forget it, you don't understand what we're trying to buy. Mr. Merchant, ignore him, I'm Harry, the Guardian's director, and let's continue the deal. Eighty silver coins, hehe, make up a whole number, a gold coin, I paid for him. โ
"Not for sale." Babu shook his head, "I only need eighty silver coins, and I think they are worth only eighty silver coins combined." โ
Harry was stunned, then smiled, stretched out his hand and said, "Okay, I see, then make a friend, just because I didn't show up today." โ
The two reached out to shake each other's hands, and Harry then turned to leave, and naturally one of his men handed over a money bag full of silver coins and took the goods, and the money bag rattled and sounded much better than the copper coins before.
Seeing where Babu shook his money bag and listened, Sherlock snorted and said, "Don't get me wrong, I have no ill intentions, it's just a normal bargain." โ
"Of course there will be no misunderstanding." Monica responded with a patterned smile in the same tone, "It's all business, not personal emotions." โ
Sherlock walked away with a calm face and a very boring smile, and Babu didn't look at him at all, and exchanged the copper coin that was turning on the back of his finger for a silver coin: "Isn't this the money for the meal earned?" With the extra forty silver coins, I think it's enough for more than one lunch today, but for a few months, I'm ...... Hey. โ
The money bag was snatched, including the silver coins on her fingers, and Monica put the looted goods into the bag and snorted: "Confiscate." โ
"Stop, that's my private money, at least leave me one to play."
"Let's play copper coins next, the confiscated money is private money, save more next time." Monica proudly put away the loot, watched the surrounding discussions gradually subside, and the attention of the others was taken away from the three of them, so she lowered her voice and asked, "What do you want to do?" And how do you do it? โ
"What do you want to do? Sell equipment for food money. โ
"Hmph, let's not mention this first, you say first, why did they buy it willingly at such an expensive price? What about Harry and Sherlock in the back? โ
"How to explain it, the highest level of deception is not to be able to fool people, but to let the other party know that you are cheating on him, and still be willing to be fooled, that Harry is like this." Babu suddenly closed his mouth and waited for the waiter to leave before continuing, "What I sell is not equipment, but romance and honor. โ
"Huh?"
"The story of the leader and ten followers, hahahaha, ahem, although it is made up, as long as everyone believes it, then it is equivalent to true, so the honor and romance of the warrior has become an additional attribute of equipment, and people who believe in the story will often pay for this additional attribute. Additional attributes are not necessarily stories, a brand, a story, a relationship, or even a concept can become additional attributes for people to pay for, such as your broken bag, if it is made into a brand, maybe someone will pay dozens of times the price to buy. And the more face-saving people like Harry, the more willing they are to pay for it, and he even said bluntly that what he bought was additional attributes. โ
"Well, you can see from the way he checks out for us behind his back, so you didn't panic at all when Sherlock came in, how did you know he was going to speak for us?"
"I definitely didn't know beforehand, so I provoked it." Babu raised his eyebrows and said with a smile, "Most of the people with good faces can't bear to listen to my words, especially the other party is still in charge of money, he is not speaking for us, but overturning Sherlock's request to earn back his dominance and face." โ
"And what if he doesn't show up?" Monica asked, "And you knew Sherlock was going to make trouble?" โ
"Don't show up?" Babu glanced at Monica very strangely, "If you don't come forward, you won't sell it, I'm just throwing bait, it's normal for fish not to bite the hook, next time I'll catch it, anyway, there are more opportunities to make money, and I'm not in a hurry this time." When fishing, patience is the most important thing. โ
"As for Sherlock coming to make trouble, I really didn't expect that, but it doesn't matter, the bait was originally prepared for him, and it's better for him to take the initiative to bite the hook now, I ...... Why are you looking at me like that? โ
"Hehe, let's talk about it, and say that you're just selling equipment for money." Monica snorted and sneered and said, "I just think that a guy like you, who can calmly put his and Anna's lives on the gambling table, can't be satisfied by earning an extra forty silver coins, there must be other purposes, hmph, don't say it, I don't believe I won't be able to see your means at that time." โ
"Hey, the fork is here to feed you, not to scare me."
Babu protested discontentedly, then took another piece of beef and stuffed it into little Anna's mouth. In the past in Sol Town, I couldn't touch the opportunity to eat meat a few times a year, no wonder the little things couldn't stop eating, and even the forks ......
"Loosen your mouth, it's a fork, you can't eat it, it's broken, it's broken, don't swallow it, it's over when people see it."
As a result, there was one more person who needed to learn how to use the fork, and the Bรกb only felt that his future was getting darker and darker.
"I wish us a safe journey every day and make money everywhere."
The two large wooden glasses slammed together, and the pale yellow beer bubbled out of the shaking glasses. Holding the wine glass and drinking wildly, the three faces are full of smiles, people are on a journey, it doesn't matter what tomorrow will be, at this moment, as long as you are happy.
"Waiter, waiter." Monica wiped the foam from her mouth and shouted excitedly, "There is no ice, give us a little, drinking beer without ice cubes is a crime." โ
"I'm so sorry, Miss Merchant." The waiter who was stopped said with a smile, "Usually, your request will definitely be fulfilled, but this time is not good, and there is really no ice cube." โ
"Huh?"
"There are no two months after the hottest month or two of the year, and the alchemist has to continuously supply ice to the town, and there is no mana to take other orders." The waiter spread his hands and said with a wry smile, "So we can't help it, Miss Merchant, you better bear with it, it should be fine in a few days, and I will definitely add enough ice cubes to you when the time comes." โ
"Huh? How many days will it take? Monica asked, confused, "Every year?" โ
"That's not it, previous years ended earlier than this year, I don't know what's going on this year, it's not over yet, and I can't figure out what they want so much ice for." The waiter shrugged his shoulders indifferently, and saw that Babu's glass of wine had been drunk, and he was staring at the glass in distraction, so he smiled and said, "Mr. Merchant, do you want another drink, Director Harry explained when he left just now, and your consumption this time is all in his name." โ
Hearing this, Monica smiled at Babu, as if to praise him for making the right deduction, but immediately realized that Babu's situation was a little wrong, as if he was thinking that something was wrong, and he ignored the waiter's inquiry.
Monica stretched out her foot under the table and touched Babu, who woke up like a dream and was stunned for a few seconds before he reacted to the waiter's words, but he didn't ask for more wine, but asked thoughtfully, "Forget about the beer, do you have any wine made with beaded fruit?" Give me a try. โ
"Ah, did anyone mention our beaded fruit wine? Every household in the town brews some every year, but there is no one in the store, they are all home-brewed, so there is no need to come to the store to drink. If you want to try it, I'll go to the neighbor's house and ask for a few drinks. โ
"Then I'm bothering you." Babu nodded, as if inadvertently asked, "Didn't anyone who came from before be interested in this wine?" โ
"Not really, other places are used to drinking spirits or beer, and no one is interested in our home-brewed fruit wine."
The waiter left this explanation, and hurried away to help find the brewery, and Monica asked in a low voice, "Are you alright, I see that you are not in good spirits." โ
"It's okay, it's an old problem." Babu pointed to the corner of his forehead and sighed, "I just suddenly felt that the wine made from something like beads should taste very good, and I don't know why I ......."
"Like the words bank and vault?"
"Hmm."
While the two were talking, the waiter hurried back with a large wooden cup, and respectfully put the cup down, and then went on other things.
Monica watched as Babu took a sip and smacked her lips and couldn't help but pick up her cup as well.