No way, I'm going to pay amount of thirty thousand credit points. My mind began to race, I have to bargain a little bit. "Old man, take a good look at this face looking mirror. The only selling point of this mirror that its belong to an old era. Other than that nothing valuable to point out" I said with a little disappointed look.
It works, the old man began to contemplate after listening to my words.
I smiled inside my heart, and waited for the old man to lower the price.
The other hand, the old man frowns a little. He just worker in this shop, not a owner. The owners living in other city far away from here. They gave him some decision making rights, including appraisal and negotiation. Now, hearing the young man's words. The old Shop keeper comes to the same judgement, It's just small old bronze mirror.
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