550 How Much are the Appraised Prices?
I was contemplating what to do with the name entry on the appraisal form.
(I mean the card is under Merchant's Association head name. Should I write his name then? But what if they found out I'm not him. Won't they suspect me of fraud?)
Whatever goes, I wrote down Bonuts' name.
"Alright you're done huh? Lemme. Hm? Well whatever. Next up is the leather right? Show it to me."
Seemingly thanks to the meat exceeding his expectations, the appraiser now looked real eager to get his hands on the leather.
I tried my best to ignore that while taking the leather out of my item bag piece by piece.
"O, ooooo, oooooh! Well I'll be, it's my defeat. These are amazing! And none of them so much as... scratched!? I've never seen anything more exquisite! Oooh! The hands! The hands are firmly attached! Eight of them! This is unprecedented! Not to mention the beautiful shape of this flesh! There's zero sign of damage too! Nice! Real nice! Hooooo!"
When did this become a competition anyway. The appraiser admitted defeat on his own.
He acts so excited as he keeps carefully looking over each leather pieces again and again. He looks like a little kid in a candy store.
What the heck is this? Feels like I've only been meeting weird people lately.
"The lacks of head begs a question, but everything else is a perfectly fine piece of leather. Simply incredible. They must have got their heads blown in one hit. How'd you do that? Traps? Or do you got a special hunting trick?"
There's no way I can say, 'I popped them off with my bare hand'.
It's the truth but I also know damn well nobody is going to believe it.
I have no choice but be evasive.
"It's a secret. I can't tell you."
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(More like you won't believe me anyway!)
"My bad. Couldn't help asking cuz this stuff is way too good to be true. Never mind. Sorry."
The appraiser is acting wholly unlike the impression he gave off initially.
He must be someone that pays respect only to those he has recognized. Only a very few get this special treatment.
He must have deemed me worthy from the stuff I brought.
Not from the amount of money he'll get but from how much fun he gets from appraising them.
He's probably the type that gets cozy fast with people that can entertain him.
"Wait a bit, I'm gonna name the prices. But before that, I have to cut off these hands and appraise them separately."
The appraiser grabbed a knife hanging on his waist and started working on detaching the hands.
He must be a veteran. It really took him no time at all.
Once he was done he swiftly appraised the hands and priced them accordingly.
Not a moment later, he handed me a form with the written prices.
"...Uwah, what the heck... Hands are worth one gold coin each? All of them is worth eight gold coins... And the leather is 15 gold coins a piece? Four of them is 60... Really?"
I don't know the market price. I've got no clue if this is right. I can only sigh instead.
Bear paws are a delicacy so maybe this price is right. Its, scarcity?, must have contributed to its high price.
The appraiser was watching me all the while.
"Don't ya know this leather's value? Haa... Listen here. Tan this stuff and you'll get yourself some of the best or the next best protector around. Get it? This stuff is so tough an average soldier won't cut through it. Yet it's hugely lighter than metal armor. And you've got one clean strip here. Craftsmen are gonna compete to get their hands on these. Head, chest, arms, waist, both legs and miscellaneous. A piece this big is enough to make a full body protector. Course it's gonna be better than some random iron armor."
I can see that, a piece that big is enough for sure.
And considering it's supposed to be high tier, it should turn pretty pricey post processing. And there's four of them here.
At the end of the day, I don't really care about how much it goes. This extra income was only incidental from saving some people.
I wrote Bonuts's name again on the form and gave it back.
"Ou! Today's a good day. Got to appraise some nice stuff after so long. I feel dang good."
The three young men from earlier were back in the room before I realized and carted away the leather.
"Well then, I'll work on the swords now. I'm sure they already told you 'bout the price and process, so I'm gonna spare you. First, line them up here. One by one, you hear me."
Thus it's time to appraise the swords at last.
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