Chapter 32: Is He Really A Noob?
Feeling a trace of familiarity to this shop despite only seeing it for the first time in his life, Azrael then decided that he should probably make some time to visit this grandiose place, but not for now, as he knows that there's no way the amount of money he is currently carrying would be enough to buy even the cheapest thing within that store.
'I should probably start buying those things I saw now, hopefully they're still there...' thinking of the only disadvantage of not rushing to buy on those stalls, the young man thought to himself, knowing that there is a chance that other people who might also take interest in the things he intends to buy might not be as patient as him and immediately proceed to purchase those things.
Now treading the street once again in hopes of finding the things he decided to purchase previously, the young man then goes to the stall selling those things one by one, making sure that he takes his time before going to another stall, making sure to make the most out of his money by bargaining as much as he can with the stall owners trying to sell those stuff.
While he is hoping that some of them might not be knowledgeable enough to know the actual price of the things they are selling, of course, there's just no way that they would be, after all, while appraisal of the products they are selling might be quite hefty, these stall owners would rather take this small loss rather than losing out big time not knowing the actual value of the things they are selling and letting potential customers have it for far cheaper price.
"Come on, this Molten Core Gold is really rare young man, you wouldn't find it anywhere else this easy!!" pushing the rock in his hand towards Azrael, a stall owner starts explaining with a clear tone of sternness in his voice, almost as if he is threatening the young man to buy the stone in his hand for the price he is offering right now.
"Boss, we both know that while Molten Core Gold is truly a rare material, the size of that thing in your hand is not worth fifteen gold coins! This is practically a scam in broad daylight, well, except for the fact that it is currently nighttime..." Azrael reasoned out as he once again pushed the stone back towards the stall owner selling it to him, said stall owner clicking his tongue as he wondered just how a young man this young could know this much about things as rare as the Molten Core Gold.
"Tsk, you're a smart fellow, kid, how much can you give for this thing then?" finally deciding to give up since what the young man said is the truth, the old man asked as he scratch his balding head, acting like he just loses out on a deal despite the fact that said deal has yet to conclude.
"Ten gold for that, nothing more nothing less, and also, stop bothering me trying to sell other things, this is the only thing worth buying in your stall anyways" Azrael stated with the calm still not leaving his voice, his deal making the old man grit his teeth in contemplation as he acts like he is truly considering whether to take the young man's offer or not, eventually sighing in defeat after a few moments before he replies.
"Fine, ten gold coins, no less!" the old man declared with quite the defeat in his tone, all while gloating at his success in scamming the young man in front of him, his mind filled with thoughts such as.