Chapter 4: I’ve Already Thrown Away the Low-Purity Ones
Romon greeted the people outside, and they sent a representative to bring a sack of ore into the hall.
The burly man placed the burlap sack on the coffee table in front of Romon and stood quietly to the side.
Romon pulled a piece of raw ore from the sack, lifting it in one hand, letting the sunlight from the window pass through it. The deep blue energy inside the stone seemed to swirl as if alive.
"High purity," Gresla commented.
"The ones with lower purity, I've already thrown them away," Romon lied.
"I'm willing to offer 30 silver coins," Gresla continued.
Hearing this, Romon didn't respond immediately. Instead, he placed the ore back into the sack.
Seeing Romon's lack of reaction, Gresla quickly corrected himself, saying, "32—no, how about 35 silver coins? My lord, we're in a tough spot, and this is already far above the market price."
Even then, Romon remained unmoved. When a merchant reached this point, the negotiation was only beginning, and there was still room to raise the price.
Moreover, the opening offer had already exceeded Romon's expectations, indicating that the market for magic crystals was doing quite well recently.
Romon changed the subject. "Has there been anyone noteworthy in the hiring market lately?"