“Excuses me…I understand you are a Sculptor.”
A male user approached.
“That’s right.”
Weed replied as he beats the hammer. It had just turned the evening, so he didn’t see to too many customers.
In contrast, during the morning and in the afternoon, he was manufacturing ordered goods without a single break.
“Could you carve me a bouquet of flowers for commemoration? For my girlfriend?”
“……”
It was a prime time for him to make money, so Weed wasn’t very enthused.
“I have orders backed up at the moment; I might finish with them some time tomorrow evening…”
Noticing a sign of discomfort coming from Weed, the user held out an item.
“This is Pure Iron. I’ll pay for the fee along with this here.”
Pure Iron!
Compare to the Common Iron, this has higher intensity of iron packed in.
Weed suddenly clasped the man’s hand.
“I’ll make it!”
“……”