Chapter 12: Bird in the sky (II)
I brought up my wrist in front of me as quietly as possible. Even the clothes I wore were adorable in the eyes of females. "This here is a watch light." I show it for everyone to see. A watch was wrapped around my wrist with a magic stone stuck to the middle. Designed on it was an etching of a white dragon."It has one unique ability. Activate Light." I clapped my hands above me.
Like a fairy that has been blessed with the god of light, my wrist was illuminated with light. The people who were watching fell back in awe. Some even bow down, thinking that a miracle happened.
"This special watch is imbued with light and can stay on for half a day."
The crowd became interested quickly, and more people came forward as a large crowd was being formed. My voice even could be heard to the back.
"To turn it off. All you need to do is say Off and clap." Once again, I clapped over me, and the light turned off.
The voices of the people began to speak out loudly among themselves in interest at what I had done.
"Is that the power of God?"
"It's magic," I replied with confidence.
The other's chattered amongst themselves in an excited voice.
"Really? How is it possible for such a small stone to illuminate such bright light?"
"I don't know, but that for sure will be useful."
"Activate Light." I clapped once again. From the dim lighting, I once again appeared bright and glowing. "They are three types of light items we are selling. The first is this light watch that has been imbued with sound recognition of your voice. Only one voice can be recognized when turning the light on and off. The reason is that no other people can turn off the light, but the owner themselves. We will be giving you a written explanation on how to record your voice along with it. The light watch is going to sell for four gold for one."
Phil handed me the next item. This time it was a wooden lamp with a hood over it to damp out the bright light. A white dragon design was embroiled in the wood itself. "This is a lamplight. Same words, but anyone can turn it off and on. You can put it in your room so you can read or work at night. The price for one lamp light is two gold coins."
I handed the lamp light back to Phil, and he finally gave me the final product. "This is the third item. It's a wall light fixture, same principle as the lamplight, and it goes for three gold. Now please line up if you are interested in buying it." I motion in front of the table.
The guards quickly got into the potion, trying their best to quell the mob. Both Sol and Sam had to pull out their swords and stop people from mobbing them. The crowd quickly scrambled into a line when they saw the guards in action. They were pushing and shoving so they could get ahead from the other.
"There are only limited amounts. So we will only sell each person one of the three." I spoke.
"I want to buy all three types!" A fat man was the first in line. He slipped in seven gold coins towards Phil.
"I'm sorry, only one."
"But I'm paying you for all three. I have the money."
"It's not that we don't want to sell you the lamplight, it's just that this is what we have stated. One for each person. We will be selling more another time."
"Fine. I want the lamplight."
Phil took the three coins and left the rest for the fat man to take. He went towards the crate and pulled out the lamplight and handed it to him.
"Here you go."
"Thank you for your business." I cutely winked and posed.
The older man giddily left the booth in a hurry. One-by-one, the customers bought the products. Lamp lights and wall lights were the ones that quickly got sold out, while the watch light took a little more time for people who could afford to buy it.
"Thank you for your patronage!" I spoke. I posed and smiled. "We'll be coming back with new and old items. Please look forward to the Wonder Shop with our white dragon symbol."
Finally, with all the products sold, I hop off the wooden crate. That was the most embarrassing performance that I had ever done in my life. My knees shook from the ordeal, and all my strength vanished. I plopped onto the floor.
"Quite a performance," Phil spoke, staring at me and silently laughing. "I did not expect that at all."
"Well, that was a once in a lifetime performance, okay. I'm not going to do that again."
"I don't know. It seems that you became a star of the show."
"Quick making fun of me."
"It's true." Phil laughed.
I glared. We packed up and got into the wagon. Sol, Sam, and Terry hopped in, and the wagon moved forward back towards the mansion.
"Sir! Do you, by any chance, have a couple more? I will pay for it now." Terry asked, hopefully. She was gazing with longing at the light watch on my wrist.
"Three gold, and you can have the one on my wrist," I spoke.
"But didn't you say it was programmed with your voice?"
"I can erase it." I bluntly spoke, which awed Terry.
Terry fished out three gold coins from her pocket and handed it to Phil. I brought up the watch near my mouth and whispered 'delete voice.' Taking off the watch, I gave it to Terry.
"Thank you!" Terry excitedly replied. She quickly took it and placed it on her wrist. I handed him a slip-on on how to record his voice. Her hands greedily took it and began to record her voice.
"Do you have any more?" Sol and Sam asked, begging for one as well.
"Sorry, no," I replied. "Don't worry, and we'll be making more."
Sol and Sam nodded, even though they were saddened by the thought of not having one now, they knew they could get one later.
"We made quite a lot. I was a bit worried people wouldn't buy it for such a high price. Golds isn't something one can fork over so easily. One gold could feed a family of four for six months here."
"Well then, it seems we made quite a profit. We'll give ten percent to charity through food or necessary items for the poor. You don't mind, do you?" I said habitually, realizing that I was going to my old habit on Earth that leaked out of me. I asked my partner in crime.
"You are the head of the company." Phil shrugged as if it was nothing. "I'm guessing we'll be going around repurchasing the materials."
I nodded.
"Wait, is this young lady the president of Wonder Shop?"
"She is the one."
"Her? Seriously? I thought you were the one that made it." Sol was shocked by what Phil said.
"Nope. I don't take credit when it's not me who did it."
"That's an amazing little miss." Sol whistled. "It must have been very complicated in making it."
"Thanks, Phil did help quite a bit; without his, input it probably wouldn't have turned out like this."
"You guys are geniuses."
Phil just brushed it off as if it was nothing. "So, what are you going to do with this money?"
My hands were itching to take a gold coin from the small pouch. I had to pull it back just to make sure I wouldn't eat it in front of the other three. Phil was the treasurer, and I got the feeling he wasn't going to let me touch too much of the gold that we made out of worry of me eating it all. "We need to buy more ingredients."
"Such as?"
"All the Magic Stones, and this time contract out a couple of blacksmiths that are willing to work with
us."
"Blacksmiths?"
"Don't you mean an artisan?"
"Well, we do need them too. I especially need someone good with ironwork."
"I see. I'll see what I can do."
"Do you think you could hire us?" Sol and Sam asked. They scooted close to Phil and begged.
"Me too. Me too!" Terry asked.
Phil turned towards me, and I shrugged. I did not know what their skills were like. "Well, how about this. We'll do an exchange of services."
"Really? What would we be doing?"
I cut in. "Studying, creating, and in exchange for guarding if you have the aptitude for it."
My mind was reeling with ideas. We needed more people to help produce and protect the items we were going to make. If we wanted to increase the revenue, more people were needed.
"Studying?" Sam was confused. "Why do you need someone to study when guarding someone?"
"You'll need it. We'll negotiate a place for you guys to stay and eat. I'll be needing to talk with my
grandfather."
"Really?" Terry asked excitedly. If she bounced around any harder, I swear she would have fallen out
of the wagon.
"We'll talk about this later. We're here."
I turned around and noticed that we had arrived in front of the mansion already.
"Come on."
Everyone got off. They were a small crate in the wagon hidden by a bunch of blankets. I dug through them and pulled a decent size box where my whole arm could wrap around out.
"What is that?" Sam asked.
"A gift for persuasion."
"Huh?"
A small group of maids waited for us at the door.
"Welcome back, young master." A young maid bowed. "We have dinner ready. Will you need us to set up three guest rooms?"
"Yes, please, we'll eat when I finish talking to my grandfather. You three go with them and wash up. We'll join you guys later."
"Will do, sir." Sol stood up straight; she was looking at the mansion with excitement.
"I have never been serviced by maids before." Sam grinned from ear-to-ear.
"As you wish." The maids left with the three.
"I leave the negotiation to you."
"I expected you to say that." Phil looked troubled.
Both Phil and I went to Duke Hon's study room. Phil gently knocked on his grandfather's door.
"Come in."
Pushing the door, Phil went in first. The room was dimly lit, making Duke Hon squint to read his paper works.
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