340,
Enticed by sweet words, the middle-aged man swallowed his saliva.
"Why, why does it cost a gold coin? Just selling this magic, luck, lucky stone should be enough, it shouldn't cost this much, right?"
One gold coin is equal to one hundred silver coins, and one silver coin is equal to one hundred copper coins.
On this continent, copper coins are the commonly used currency for regular transactions.
It's just that in the past six months, Cyclone has greedily taken money from many rich people, which allowed Cyclone to live a life with gold as the standard unit.
In today's world, a steamed bun that can fill one's stomach is sold for only one copper coin.
But Cyclone's small stone requires a gold coin, undoubtedly a lion's greedy demand.
However, Cyclone remained calm and spoke as if it were only natural.
"I don't know."
"Huh?"
"I can't say~"
"This..."
The bait had already been bitten, and the middle-aged man's current reaction was all calculated by Cyclone.
No need for excessive explanations, sometimes, the one who gets deceived is often oneself.
One's own idle thoughts lead them into a trap with incorrect assumptions.
In the middle-aged man's mind, this small stone is no longer just a simple pebble, nor is it a magical stone that brings luck, but a "magic stone" with unknown powers.
That's already enough.
"Could it be the... the god inside is asking for it?"
"No no no~ I haven't said anything like that, oh~"
Cyclone honestly answered, deceiving the other party with the truth.
"..."
"Do you really not need it? You should need it, luck..."
Cyclone made another move, adding this sentence should be enough.
Sure enough, after a brief silence, the middle-aged man spoke.
"You're right... I've invested quite a bit of money, this time, I will only allow success, no failure..."
Cyclone asked stealthily.
"How much did you invest?"
"The goods here are worth at least five hundred gold coins... indeed, compared to your one gold coin, it's a small difference, like a flea compared to a lion..."
Suddenly, the middle-aged man clenched his fist.
"Good!! I should be more cautious!! Young man, even though I can't fully trust what you're saying, I'll buy this luck for one gold coin!!"
"Oh~"
And so, under Cyclone's wave of farewell, one gold coin was obtained.
Cyclone showed this gold coin to Eileen and winked.
"Look~ your little stone has exchanged for a gold coin~"
"..."
Eileen looked at Cyclone, didn't say anything, and turned her face away.
"What?!"
Failure, Eileen didn't feel the slightest bit of joy because of Cyclone's actions.
The reason is simple, because the credit didn't go to Eileen, but to the eloquent Cyclone.
Eileen thought it was amazing, that her husband could sell a normal pebble and earn a gold coin.
Eileen really thought it was amazing.
But upon further reflection, this had nothing to do with Eileen at all.
Such actions not only failed to inspire Eileen, but also highlighted her uselessness.
From the perspective of the Cyclone battle, Cyclone will never be short of money.
Even if Eileen has the ability to earn money, Cyclone doesn't need it.
Everything that Cyclone can do, doesn't require Eileen's help.
"What's the matter, Eileen~"
Eileen's mouth turned downward again.
Cyclone sensed that something was wrong, but for now, without thinking of a better solution, they could only continue on.
"Wife! If you don't believe in yourself, then make more references!!"
It was meaningless, Cyclone didn't understand the reason behind it, they made a mistake right from the beginning.
Using words to trap the uncle in their own scheme, but the one who truly fell into their own trap was Cyclone.
Eileen didn't want to hurt the person they liked, but they couldn't force a smile either.
But what if... what if, Cyclone could really prove something?
Eileen really wanted to know.
With a little hope and a little fear, Eileen reached out once again and pointed forward.
This time, Eileen pointed at the various patches of grass on the prairie ahead.
"Grass!!"
Cyclone looked at the grass in front of them and started sweating coldly.
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