"These NPCs are all such sly old foxes!"
Later that day, in the village chief's office at Farm No. 1—now named Treasure Bay—Sinking Fish, the eldest of the Four Golden Flowers and the one on duty today, had just seen off a representative from the Batasin Merchant Guild.
Rubbing her neck, she walked into the room and spoke to Shy Flower, who was slacking off:
"I don't know how they caught wind of it, but the casino's foundation had barely been laid before they came asking about investing. They even promised to provide everything we need to open, from carpets and stools to paintings and decorations.
Even chefs and food, which are exactly what we need most.
This is a real godsend. The boss and the rest of us won't have to run around looking for everything ourselves.
Shy Flower, did Closed Moon make a supply list before she left?"
"It's already done. It's on the desk—take a look yourself."
Shy Flower grunted sleepily from where she was sprawled across the desk. Sinking Fish walked over, picked up the thick list, and looked it over. Based on the requirements for a "soft opening," it listed hundreds of supplies, including wine glasses, along with their uses and the quantities to purchase.
It even included a "recommended purchase price" based on local prices.
The whole list was neat, clear, and concise. Closed Moon really was a logistics and procurement specialist; having her around significantly reduced everyone else's workload.
"Great. Looks good."
After checking it over and confirming everything was in order, Sinking Fish picked up the handbell on the desk and shook it vigorously. Its clear ring quickly brought a young woman in official uniform hurrying into the room. She stood at attention and saluted Sinking Fish, waiting for instructions.
"Mora, take