Re - Growth of Life

Chapter 38 – Don-Pa Royal Treasure (5)

Tomorrow. Early in the morning, Archie grasak-grusuk. Searching for this is looking for it. Cutting this cuts it. Write this write that.

I went from a thin bed, to the middle room. “What the hell is it, Archie? Four o'clock in the morning, how stormy? Usually also you're the loudest sound snoring it.”

Archi turned his head, then went back to writing something big on the cardboard he had cut. I don't know how many pieces, I didn't notice.

I went back to my room, closed the door. Jump to a higher bed.

***

So, early on after noon Archie became a fortune teller who was still using the cracked crystal ball, we went straight home, preparing trade materials for sale, he said, then we went back to the city center to sell the food.

Archie fix little by little the shabby stall, put up a cardboard that says promo “crazy” from Archie. The price of spices that were previously 100 pesos per 100 grams, to 24 pesos per 100 grams. The promo was huge. So big, the promo of other food ingredients, or like fruit, is less large than this cooking seasoning promo.

First, second, third. While fixing his stall that can be said not worth it. There were only a few customers who came to our booth. Archie was busy fixing up his stall, whereas I was busy serving customers who wanted to buy our wares. Yes, although it can be said a little, but it is quite good when compared to a few days ago.

“Archie, do you want me to help you?” I looked up, glancing at Archie who was wiping away the sweat in the sky of the room.

Archie waving, “No need. I can do it myself. You take care of the service section.”

I decided not to ask again. Focus on my own part. Because on the fifth day, buyers, especially mothers began to flock to our outlets. Either they just look around, or they want to buy our merchandise.

One of the mothers raised an onion and put it in her hand, “Wah, the onion is huge yes.”

“Iya is huge. And most importantly, look fresh.” Other mothers chimed.

I smiled kindly, taking one of the shallots on his shelf. “Accurate once. This red onion is a big mom. And as the mother next door said, this onion was picked right out of her garden. That's why it looks fresh. Not only shallots, but also spices, and other fruits.”

I showed them some other merchandise, as I flipped through the goods and explained them as gently and concisely as possible.

So, one week later, Archie's store is similar to a small fruit and vegetable store. Buyers are flocking to our store. Be tempted and whisper to others about the discounted price of the goods we sell. Not to forget, Archie and I tucked paper on it about quality, and used it for just about anything.

Aweek? Yep. One weeks. I don't know what power Archie's tiny body has, but he can work eighteen hours without even a break. That's obviously terrible. As well amazing.

What is the fate of the next-door outlet that sells the same goods as us? They were forced to buy goods of the same quality as us, and sell them at a slightly more expensive price. However, this does not reduce the number of our customers.

If the goods requested by the buyer are exhausted, they are forced to buy at the next store at a price that is of course a little more expensive. But how else? They need that day, too.

Hmm... Why is there no obstacle?

Of course there is. Before our booth was crowded now, countless people were stalking us. They're picking up our semi-finished booth. So, Archie had to rotate his brain so that the foundation of this store could not be destroyed, or even repaired.

Sometimes Royal officers ask for the store rent, who see our booth. Tell me the rent price has to be raised. Archie obviously didn't mind. But, isn't this. ah already, don't discuss.

***

But most importantly, obviously we are generating more peso coins. Even the coins were more than enough to buy the best seedlings from the next Kingdom.

Right now, Archie and I are sitting next to each other in the backyard. Staring at the scattered stars, as if being shouted at just like that. Tonight, it's a little warmer than before.

“Hei, Alan.” Archie smiled. Sit down and put a lantern beside him. Looking up at the stars we do not know about. But clearly, there are many.

“Thanks.”

My eyebrows shriveled, though still looking at the stars up there. “Thanks? For what?”

Now he's laughing, waving, “You don't remember the last three weeks we did anything?”

I exhaled, “Of course I remember. I'm not senile. Like your divination that changes every time a visitor comes to your fortune teller's place.”

Archie did not react, instead continuing his previous words. “At first I found you on this page. Then immediately carry you into this wooden house. And you know what? Fortunately, before the three Don-Pa Kingdom soldiers were sent here, I had already transported my merchandise to the city center.”

I offered the green tea I had brought before. Archie smiled gently, welcoming the tea. “Archie, didn't I tell you? They're looking for me, not for you.”

Archie sipped green tea, reacting as if surprised by my statement. “Eh? Didn't I? Then who? Ye? Ah impossible.” Archie laughed and waved his hand.

“As far as you are.”

“Hei! Oi! Don't pout so dong. The flashback story so no fun nih.” He slowly nudged me a few times while laughing.

Archie sipped green tea. Change the topic of conversation. “You know, Alan? It is not felt, in another week we will attend a lively fireworks festival every year. Since you're not a resident here, I'll let you know. The fireworks festival it–”

“I already know. And even if I don't know. I don't want to know.” Cut me.

Archie sighed, “You are it. It's worth it you don't have a partner.”.

My eyebrows frowned, “You mean?”

Archie put the glass of green tea he drank to the side. “Iya. You don't have a partner, do you? And again.. You know what? You don't even have a good sense of humor. Obviously no one wants to be with you. Especially near. So, thank God I picked you–” Right before he continued the conversation, I first grabbed his hair, clasped his head in my armpits, then swiped his yams with my fists.

“Hei! Oi! Oi! I'm sixteen years old, old man!” I imitate his style.

He rebelled. “Hei! Your armpits stink. Unhand me! I'm tormented!” So before he rebelled even more strongly, I let him go. Laughs loosely looking at Archie's reddened face while letting out snot.

“This! Your salary!” Archie gave a small pouch with no idea how many peso coins he gave.

I welcome him, check. “Hei! Why is his salary only 500 pesos? Your profit has increased many times since I was.”

“Hei! Oi! That's your pay for three weeks. If you work for a month, different again.”

“What's up?”

“600 peso.”

“It's the same! It's fraud!” We look at each other. Then we laughed. Looking up at the stars scattered in space.

Then. Let this be my first and last salary. From him.

***

One week without feeling. Right at night. The festival begins.