Chapter 2: Preparing the Firewood
As they exited the city's boundaries and approached the large commercial warehouse, the number of carts on the road increased. There were many of them, of all types and sizes: large trade carts pulled by four horses, some pulled by three horses, and others by two. Some were heading toward the Great Capital, while others were heading to the outskirts of the capital to circle around the surrounding cities in order to expand their trade.
Kogan and Frederick arrived at the small warehouse with their small wagon, and there were many wagons parked. Some people were unloading their goods, while others were loading their wagons.
This warehouse was full of all kinds of goods that could be traded. It was the main stop for all the caravans passing through here.
Of course, it's not the only warehouse; there are dozens more at every entrance to the grand capital.
And there are hundreds across the continent, but they're usually not as big as the ones at the capital's entrances.
Frederick parked his wagon in one of the designated spots. A worker approached him, wearing a dark blue one-piece suit with threads on his chest acting as a zipper. All the workers were dressed in the same suit.
"We've come to take some firewood, and it's best if it's pine," Frederick asked the worker.
"The pine logs just arrived this morning, and they haven't been chopped yet," the worker replied sadly.
"Alright then, we'll chop them ourselves. After all, it was a request from the great priest," Frederick sighed.
"We'll give you a discount for your trouble. How many logs do you want?"
"We'll take five."