Enzo was surprised when Douglas, upon hearing the price, didn't negotiate further but immediately agreed, fearing Enzo might reconsider. Hastily, he declared, "Deal!"
In that instant, Enzo realized something—he had undervalued the goods!
"Douglas really is a cunning merchant!"
Douglas, meanwhile, was inwardly ecstatic, thinking, "With pottery like this, if sold to the Gold Oak Tribe, it could easily fetch at least a thousand gold leaves. I'm going to make a fortune!"
Outwardly, however, Douglas maintained a facade of sadness.
Enzo quietly observed Douglas's performance, thinking to himself, "According to Brian's report, once we convert the old tribe camp into a dedicated pottery workshop, we could produce seventy to eighty pieces like these every day... That's a tremendous wealth potential."
Both men were satisfied in their own way.
Though they appeared to be at a loss.
Creation is hard, cheer me up!
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