Half-elf Notebook

Wearing gloves for inspection is not common among fur traders.

This affects the texture of the fur, making it difficult for merchants to grasp its value.

But Uncle Kernler is not just in the fur business.

Vanilla oil, medicine, dissolved powder, highlights, dyes used for painting, and wood oil wax that are accidentally stained will contaminate and damage the quality of the formed fur.

Kineller pulled out a convex metal-framed mirror and examined the blue-gray fur inch by inch.

This is a necessary process for acquisition.

The wounds on the fur, the integrity of the whole fur, whether there is pollution, how much of the fur is polluted, whether there is any hair loss, the luster of the hair, and whether it is soft all affect its grade and change the buying and selling price of the goods.

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While waiting, Ina walked to the side and took down a bottle of translucent emerald green potion from the long suspended shelf nailed into the wall.

"Does Anyas have alcohol? I'd like to buy some, and some clean cloths."

Ina needed medical attention, and although she immediately used elementary healing magic to treat her, her internal injuries and major wounds were no longer a big deal.

But there were no bruises or minor injuries on his body.

His coat and cotton trousers were covered with dried mud and blood.

There are many people who have minor wounds infected because of this.

"What? It's just that he's injured." An Ya Si muttered with some resentment.

The kind little girl turned around and went into the inner room in a hurry.

Uncle Kernler's alcohol was not sold in the store.

High-proof alcohol that has been distilled multiple times is a notoriously expensive and difficult commodity to preserve.

Repeated inversion using glass bottles and wooden corks will inevitably lead to unnecessary deterioration and volatilization.

It is more reasonable to store it in a special storage tank.

And these expensive, undrinkable wines are indeed difficult to sell.

After a long time, the only noise in the store was the noise coming through the half-open wooden-framed windows.

Aside from the noisy sounds, Ina even thought that time had stopped here.

Examining the pelts was long and tedious, as was waiting for the results.

She leaned against the other side of the long counter painted with wood oil wax, staring at the light emerald green potion in the glass bottle in her hand with boredom.

Looking at the slightly swaying liquid and the blurry yet familiar face covered in mud reflected in it.

The white-haired girl seemed absent-minded for some reason.

Until the brown-haired girl's voice interrupted Ina's thoughts.

"Hey, Ina, the bottle of alcohol and clean cloth you requested."

She raised her head and looked towards the inner room. An Ya Si was holding a bottle of transparent liquid like water and a paper bag.

"Do you want to inspect the goods?" An Ya Si shook the goods in her hand.

"No need. I still trust Uncle Kernler's goods."

"This is what I chose. I even chose a cotton fabric with better texture for you." An Ya Si's cheeks puffed up and she said in a low voice angrily.

"Anya Si, what are you talking about?"

"No, no, do you want to put it in a cloth bag?"

"No, I'll put them in my bag. How much are these in total?"

Ina asked casually as she put the bottle into her bag. Of course, she was going to pay for the fur together with the fur, so she just asked about the price subconsciously.

"Four silver lang and ten groats, the external injury potion is two silver lang and forty-seven groats, and the high-purity alcohol is one silver lang and fifty-three groats. The cloth is the leftover material from cutting, so it's a bit cheaper."

Anya Si quoted.

"It's so expensive." Ina exclaimed. The price really shocked her.

Her monthly pocket money was only five silver coins, and her last hunting haul totaled just over ten silver coins.

It is really expensive, and the hunting results of a beginner bronze-level adventurer are just like this.

Noticing Ina's slightly sad look, Anya Si was like a kitten that had found catnip.

There was a strange light flashing in her pale blue eyes, and she quickly put on her standard business smile:

"Sir, this is not expensive at all. It has been the same price for many years."

Seeing that An Yasi, who was considered half a friend of his, started to act pretentiously.

Ina just felt her teeth itching.

I wish I could pinch that smiling face like I would knead a dough.

It hurts a lot.

Then she really pinched it.

"It hurts, it hurts, damn it! You bastard Ina!"

An Ya Si was not willing to be outdone and pinched it back with her backhand.

And it was surprisingly effective, it stretched the wound that had just healed, even Ina's eyes were watery with pain.

"It hurts. How dare you say that? What kind of waiter would cause trouble for the customers who come to visit?"

"Okay, girls, stop making a fuss, the goods have been inspected."

With only a small half piece left to be inspected, Kernler was finding it difficult to concentrate. After roughly examining the remaining fur, he began to smooth things over.

You must be kidding. If you let those two girls fight each other, no customers will come in.

There are not many customers at this time of year. Is he going to be able to keep his shop running?

The two girls stopped in disappointment.

Seeing that the situation had eased, Kneil didn't waste any more words and went straight to the point.

He took off his gloves and took out two small sheepskin bags tied with hemp ropes of different colors from under the counter.

When An Ya Si saw the leather bag, she was startled at first, and looked at her father with a puzzled look.

She knew what the leather bags tied with hemp ropes of different colors were used for; they were where her father stored the payment for goods.

But this was not the point. What really surprised her was that there were two bags containing gold coins and silver coins respectively.

There is no need to bring one or two gold coins to the table for change and authenticity verification.

Checking one or two coins is not easy.

On the contrary, it proves that his father thinks this is a big business.

Anya Si is also considered the little master here, and she has been helping here for a long time.

I helped K'inleer collect a lot of furs and leathers, but I've never seen a fur that cost more than two gold coins.

Even a few top-quality mink furs in early winter.

Ina didn't think much about it and just hoped that Claire would buy the fur.

Kernler calmly stated the details of the fur:

"First of all, this is the fur of a third-level magical beast, the Blue Feather Forest Wolf."

"The fur is bright and smooth, with no large areas of hair loss or wounds on the surface. Although it is only 70% intact and the inside is a little roughly processed, it's not a big problem and can be fixed."

"Anyway, congratulations, Ina. This will be a rare and excellent monster fur."

He paused, and said with some regret:

"If it was a complete one, I would have been willing to buy it for thirty gold coins last year, but, Ina, you know, the number of prey has increased a lot this year."

“Everyone has gained a lot.”

"Twenty-three gold coins and twelve silver coins. I can buy him. How about that?"

A high price.

Ina opened and closed her lips slightly, but couldn't utter a single word.

She had never seen so much money before, and the old wanderer had it.