SURVIVORS
200 Chapter. Lookouts
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Chapter 200 is dedicated to the loyal readers who have accompanied the journey of writing so far.
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The city was very crowded in the morning. The trade caravan cart that enters once a week becomes an attraction in itself. The prices they sell are indeed cheaper than the goods in the store.
Some shop owners are buying supplies for their stores that are open every day. By buying from the trade caravans, the store owner no longer has to bother buying the contents of his shop to another city that. Transportation costs can be reduced. Their safety is also more secure.
Like the other merchants, Leon was also busy offering his wares and serving the buyers.
A shopkeeper approached Leon's cart.
"You didn't show up long enough. My salt supply is running out, "he said kindly.
"Yes sir. I gathered more stock before coming. Maybe in the future I come once every two weeks. So his good master bought enough supplies for that time," wooed Leon.
"Then can the price be lower?" tanyanya tried to bargain.
"Don't you, sir. The price is the same as usual. But for this time, I give you a new product bonus!" leon said with a friendly smile.
"Oh, what product is it? I have to see first. What if I don't do it?" The shop owner did not accept it.
"Look at me, sir. I brought seaweed. It's very tasty. Can be cooked with meat. It can also be used as a sweet or fresh drink. This seaweed is very healthy sir. Can prevent constipation and smooth women's skin."
Leon explains the efficacy of seaweed. As long as he knows.
"really? If my wife eats this, will she come back young?"
The shop owner's voice and expression caught the attention of the passing buyers. They stopped and listened to Leon's explanation.
"Don't you, sir. Age is a gift. Every woman will always look beautiful according to her age. And so it's prettier when the husband loves her.," Elak Leon smooth.
"Then what do you mean?" ask the shop owner.
"I mean, if your wife is diligent in eating seaweed, either cooked or made into sweets and drink friends, over time, the skin will be better."
Leon approached the shopkeeper and whispered, "His skin can be firmer like it was when he was young." Leon blinked one eye.
"really?"
The shop owner's face was beaming. But he doesn't seem to believe it.
"Master can try the fastest efficacy if you do not believe. I give you a free kelp bonus if you buy 5 crates of my salt. How's it?" challenge Leon.
"Wooaa...."
There was the murmuring of the people who surrounded them.
The shop owner was doubtful.
"What was the fastest thing?" ask again.
"Overcoming constipation. If anyone has trouble urinating, eat this in sufficient and regular amounts. Then the back business will be smoother," explained Leon sure.
"really? I need that!" exclaimed a middle-aged man.
"How much did you sell it?" ask her while approaching Leon.
"For 1 hand-held, only 1 master piece of copper. Very cheap, when compared to my difficulty diving in the sea to look for it," Leon replied with a smile.
"Well, right. Diving in the sea is very dangerous."
People agreed with Leon's words.
"good. Give me 3 hands. Tell me how to consume it," said the middle-aged buyer.
"The master wife only needs to cook this handful a day. Cook as a stir-fried vegetable, with onions, chili and ginger. Give salt and a little water. After that, let it mature. Do it until your problem is over. Remember, not most. It will be diarrhea" Leon said.
"If cooking is only a handful a day, what about the rest?" tanyanya's worried.
"Save the rest in clean water. Change the water every day if it has not run out," replied Leon casually.
"Easy that. Okay, give me three hands." The man hands the coin to Leon.
People quickly bought. Leon and Jane serve graciously. Then the Seaweed in the container was exhausted in an instant. Leon tetsy smiled happily. He knows the problem of people here who tend to be constipated because it is difficult to get fresh vegetables.
"Is the seaweed still there?" I heard a voice.
Leon looked over and was surprised.
"Ah, sir. You take too long to make a decision. The seaweed is over." Leon showed me the empty container.
The man looks disappointed.
"If so, there's no bonus for me if I buy 5 crates of salt?" the shopkeeper asked slylyly.
Leon understood the tricks of trading like that. So he answered kindly.
If you buy our salt 5 crates and dried fish 3 crates, I will give you a bonus of something you may not have tried" Leon said.
"What's that?" the shop owner is still selling expensive.
Leon pulled the man's hand towards another container behind the wagon. Unclosing it.
"Have you ever eaten a clam like this?" whispered Leon.
The man put his hand in the water and touched the hard shell of the clam.
"Is this delicious?" tanyanya.
"Very good. Guaranteed!" Leon gave a guarantee.
Leon talked to Jane. Then Jane handed the package to Leon.
"Sir, you can taste my wife's cooking. If you like the text, you can accept my offer" Leon bargained.
The man took out a small piece of food that was in the container. He tried to chew it slowly. Soon his eyes were round.
"Texture's great. Youre right. It's really delicious. Why don't you put it in front?" tanyanya.
With the seaweed container, my cart is already full sir. That's why it was put here first." replied Leon diplomatically.
"Well, I'll take your offer."
The shop owner looked very happy.
"How do you cook it? Does it have to be cooked old and can it be tender?" tanyakanya.
"No sir. The hard one will open if put in.boiling water. Once the skin is open, remove the contents. It's what was cooked and you tried it" Leon explained.
"I understand."
The owner of the store did his transaction with a happy feeling. However, he had nothing to lose buying more salt and dried fish. Because it lasts for a long time.
After that Leon moved the container of shells onto the cart. They offer their merchandise back to the buyers.
From a distance seen 2 people watching the activities of Leon and Jane.
"You're sure that's the man Mr Mustafa is looking for?" ask the man in black.
"same name. But the type of face is different from the woman Mr. Mustafa brought," replied the man in brown clothes.
"So he was married and the merchants here knew him well. It doesn't seem possible to her." The man in brown clothes turned his back.
"But anyway, we should report this to Mr. Mustafa. Then watch the guy closely." The man in black followed his partner.
They met another man who was sitting down drinking tea.
"It's your turn to watch them. I'll replace it again this afternoon." The man in black gave the order.
"Good." The man finished his tea and stood up.
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Before afternoon, Leon's trading was thin. But there were still a few shells left in the container as well as some smoked fish. But Leon kept his wagon shut.
"It's not over yet" Jane said.
"Wild. Leave that for our dinner." Leon tidied up his wagon.
"Do you want to go home now?" ask the old man next door.
"No. We're staying tonight. We want to buy some house necessities. Can you keep my cart for a minute?" ask Leon.
"certain. Go buy something for your wife."
"Thank you uncle. We shop first" Leon smiled politely.
Then he took Jane down the shops. Buy their needs for 2 weeks, also buy new clothes for Jane. The sparkles in Jane's eyes splashed the coolness in Leon's heart. After that they returned to the wall where the trading caravan rested.
The lanterns have been lit. The shops have closed their doors. The city gate was also locked.
Leon, Jane and the old man and his son enjoy dinner together. The remaining shells are simply boiled in a pot with potatoes. Then they enjoyed it with the sauce made by the old man's wife.
"It's delicious. Thank you," said the old man gladly.
"Father, next time buy it for the mother" said her son.
"Hahahaa, of course. Your mother should try." The old man nodded his head in agreement.
The night passed peacefully. All the merchants were sleeping in turns for someone to guard their cart. A man who was watching the caravan also took a break.
'The gate is locked, where are they going, ' he thought calmly.
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