Finishing his meal, Simon widened his eyes in delight, "If we cannot sell them today, rest assured, I will polish them all off myself!"
His reward was a flick on the forehead from Wyatt, accompanied by a scolding, "Nonsense!"
They arrived at the market a bit later today, and upon their arrival, Ewan immediately noticed that the atmosphere was slightly different from yesterday. Glancing around, it was exactly as he expected, the copycats mimicking his business methods from the day before had already made their appearance. The merchant who had loudly mocked them the previous day was now sitting pompously, displaying a basin of stir-fried snails right at a bustling corner of the street.
