Werther and Wile looked at them dumbfounded and marveled in their hearts. The people here are so rich, and the streets of Nightstone Town also look very prosperous. They wonder when Daybreak Town will become like Nightstone Town.
Same as Shizhen.
"Shopkeeper, I heard that you buy jewelry here, so I want to sell some gems and pearls." Werther thought that the lady had already bought something, so he stepped forward to talk to the shopkeeper.
However, the shop owner ignored him at all. A shop worker next to the shop owner glanced at him, frowned, and tried to roughly pull him into a corner, but he couldn't.
The shop worker whispered to Werther: "Hey, you have no eyesight, the rich lady is still choosing jewelry. The shop owner wants to help her choose together. It's impossible to treat the lady as such."
Put it aside and choose to talk to you, a person from a low-income family first."
Werther immediately understood. Seeing that he was here to sell jewelry, the shopkeeper thought that his family was in decline and had no status, so he spoke in such a rude tone.
Wile followed. He saw with his own eyes that Werther was treated so rudely by the clerk of the jewelry store. Suddenly his consciousness seemed to be awakened and he tried to teach the clerk a lesson.
However, Wile just rolled up his sleeves and angrily walked to the store worker. Before he could make any move, the store worker grabbed him by the collar.
The shop worker stared at Wile fiercely and said, "What do you want to do, you guy? Could it be that you want to hit me? I don't even pay attention to your seemingly shabby owner, so who do you think you are?"
"
Seeing this scene, Werther couldn't bear it any longer. How could there be such a bad attitude of a store worker? It was too much. Werther easily grabbed the store worker's collar and lifted him half a millimeter off the ground.
"Ahhhh~" the shop worker cried softly in fright.
"Put my servant down." Werther looked at the shop worker sternly and said in a strong tone, "If you don't let him go immediately, I won't let you go."
Only then did the store worker loosen his grip on Wile's collar, and then Werther also put the store worker down.
Werther still looked full of energy: "When can your shop owner receive me?"
The shopkeeper's arrogance weakened a lot. He adjusted his collar and said: "As long as the lady has bought something, the shopkeeper will communicate with you. But it seems that the lady will stay here for a long time. It will take a while."
Will you leave the jewelry store?"
"Who is she and why is she treated so favorably by the shopkeeper?" Werther asked curiously.
"She is one of the most famous ladies in Duck City. You are a foreigner and you don't even know her." After the shop worker said this, he stopped talking and continued to look at the lady and the shop owner.
Werther asked anxiously: "Tell me, who is that lady?"
The shop worker curled his lips: "Well, I reluctantly tell you that she is a woman from the Dak family, the cousin of the wife of the Duke of Dak's cousin, the brother's wife."
"Uh, so she is a distant relative of Duke Darke?" Werther was a little helpless. Even though they were so far apart, she was still called a woman of the Darke family.
"They are distant relatives, but they are still relatives anyway. What's more, her family owns a small clothing store in Duck City." The shop worker continued.
"Even so, I can't compare with your jewelry store." Witte glanced at the shop worker, "Your shop owner should make more money than her."
"I haven't finished speaking yet. You know, her husband is one of Duke Duke's personal attendants."
After hearing this, Werther was surprised and said: "This is the real reason why she was treated so favorably by the shop owner."
Reason!"
The shop worker suddenly looked down at Werther, looking condescending, and scolded Werther inexplicably: "Who are you? You are far worse than that lady. Why should we treat you preferentially? You should reflect on why you are almost twenty years old."
You are still so bad, you even use your family’s jewelry to sell it, it’s really shameless.”
Werther was so angry at this inexplicable rebuke that his face turned blue.
Wile was about to announce Werther's name, but Werther held out his hand to stop him.
"Your Highness, why can't you tell me that you are the eldest prince?" Wile whispered to Werther, "Even if you are not very favored, you are still a prince, and you can definitely deter this arrogant shop worker."
"Have you forgotten about the cotton and wool workshops? What if this jewelry store is also told by the Duke of Dark that it cannot do business with me." Werther also whispered.
"Your Highness is really thoughtful." Wile gave him a thumbs up.
The shop worker said anxiously: "Hey, hey, I said, what are you talking about, I can't hear you at all. What is your background as a brown-haired guy? You wear clothes that look like nobles, but you come to sell
Jewelry, is it for the little aristocrat whose family is in decline?"
Werther frowned and replied: "I'm sorry, I'm not in a poor family. We are guests after all. You are always rude to guests. You really shouldn't be. Should you change the way you treat me?"
The shop worker curled his lips and continued to look at Werther: "However, no matter how I look at it, I feel that you are a noble from a declining family, the kind who is already impoverished. Moreover, you are not learned and have no skills, and you can't do business or be simple.
job, otherwise why would you want to sell jewelry? It must be to sell the jewelry you once had to support your family."
Werther looked at the other party impatiently and said, "I just want to sell it. Why do you care so much?"
"Well, now the shop owner doesn't have time to discuss business with you, so I have to deal with you, a fool who is in trouble." The shop worker stretched out a hand lazily, "Bring the bag over, I will
Count the jewelry you brought, and I'll see if I can give you more silver coins, lest you be crippled because you can't pay for the bread."
"Put your tone in a respectful tone, you over-the-top guy!" Werther stretched out a fist and placed it next to the shop worker's cheek.
When the shop worker saw this powerful fist with a gust of wind, he was so frightened that he swallowed hard, and a flattering smile gradually appeared on his face.
"Hey, guest, please sit down. I'll get you a cup of coffee first. While you drink the coffee, I'll count the jewelry for you, okay?" The shop assistant's tone was much softer at this time.
"Okay." Werther sat on the chair next to him and motioned for Wile to sit down as well.
After Wil sat down, the clerk smiled and turned to get the coffee.
Soon he brought coffee.
"Guest, are all the things you want to sell in here?"
"That's right."
The shop worker opened the bag, and after seeing the extremely fine gems and rare pearls, his eyes shone brightly. But soon he deliberately dimmed his eyes.
"Guest, these gems of yours are not very good, and pearls are also very common. These things can only be sold for ten gold coins." The shop worker said with a sly look in his eyes.
Werther could tell at a glance that the store clerk had deliberately lowered the price. He stood up and looked at the store clerk: "You are lying, these things are much more than this price."
"Guest, I have been working in this jewelry store for several years. I can tell the quality of jewelry at a glance. You guys
The West is indeed not that good."
"In that case." Witte took the bag over and glared at the shop worker and said, "I won't sell it here anymore."
At this time, the lady had left the jewelry store. The shopkeeper looked at the jewelry in the bag, his eyes lit up, and he immediately walked to Witte and said: "Guest, although I don't know why you are so angry, I can help you."
I apologize to you."
The shopkeeper looked at the contents in the bag intently, his mouth almost watering.
"Shopkeeper, your people are a little too ignorant of etiquette." Witte said.
"Yes, yes, guest, my subordinate has always gone too far. I will teach him a lesson. I wonder what price he just set for you?" the shopkeeper asked.
"Ten gold coins."
"Is this a whole bag?" The shop owner was a little surprised.
"Yes." Werther replied.
What he didn't expect was that the shop owner suddenly pointed angrily at the shop worker, his fingers shaking with anger: "You unfilial son, you plan to discuss the price with the customer privately, buy the customer's jewelry at a low price, and then deliberately tell me that you are using
Bought it at a high price to defraud me of money?"
The shop worker was so frightened that he trembled and said to the shop owner: "Father, I was wrong. I never dare to do it again."
It turned out that they were father and son. The shop owner took a wooden ruler from somewhere and beat the shop worker on the body.
When several other guests saw this scene, they all laughed and talked about it.
The shop worker ran out of the jewelry store and shouted into the store: "I'm going to stay at my aunt's house."
The shopkeeper shook his head angrily and walked up to Werther: "Guest, my son was really rude just now and planned to defraud you of money. It was too much. He has done this several times and I have just taught him a lesson.
I have offended him, and I hope you can forgive me."
Werther sat on the chair and saw that the shopkeeper looked sincere. No matter how his son treated him just now, at least the shopkeeper's attitude was not bad.
"Well, I am indeed angry with him, but it has nothing to do with you."
"So, guest, are you still going to sell these jewelry to me?" The shopkeeper looked at Werther with a smile.
Werther could see from the other person's eyes that he really wanted to buy the jewelry in his hand, which showed that these jewelry were really valuable.
"How much do you plan to pay for these?" Werther asked cautiously.
The shopkeeper stepped forward, flipped through the bag, and said, "The gems and pearls inside are all of the highest quality. Each one is worth about ten gold coins."
Witte thought for a while and felt that the price was similar to his estimate, so he nodded and said, "In this case, you will give me about three hundred and fifty gold coins?"
At this time, the shop owner turned over another purple pearl and said in shock: "Oh my God, I didn't notice it just now. This pearl is so rare. Not only is it a rare color, but it also has a strange light. This color and luster are both unique."
If you pick one out of ten thousand, you can sell it for hundreds of gold coins."
"So valuable?" Werther raised his eyebrows in surprise.
"Yes, guest, they are so valuable. I want to buy all these jewels of yours, but I don't have enough gold coins in my hand now. If I buy your purple pearl, I won't be able to afford the rest."
These jewelry. If I buy jewelry other than the purple pearl, I will no longer be able to buy this purple pearl. So, you can decide for yourself which ones to sell."
Werther thought for a while and said, "Then I will sell everything except the purple pearls."