But before I start making money...
There are a few things I need to take care of first.
Cui Ciyou thought of how everyone's clothes had become dusty and travel-worn after days on the road;
He also thought of Sylphy's approaching tenth birthday;
And the rather makeshift white bandage across Rujierd's forehead when they entered the city.
So, early the next morning,
Cui Ciyou suggested that they first sell
The pelts they had obtained from hunting Pax Coyotes.
They could exchange them for some money and pick up a few necessities for everyone along the way.
Shops specializing in monster materials were not hard to find in the city.
Carrying the pelts, Cui Ciyou entered a fairly sizable fur shop.
He launched into a fierce round of haggling with the three-eyed Demonfolk shopkeeper, who looked exceptionally shrewd.
He relied on his reasonably passable Demon God Tongue,
Along with some business negotiation skills he had accumulated in his previous life. (Though using them here was rather like using a sledgehammer to crack a nut.)
In the end, at a price twenty percent higher than the initial offer,
He sold every last coyote pelt.
Even so, all he received was a dozen or so Iron Coins and some Scrap Iron Coins.
Compared with their overall expenses, this was only a drop in the bucket, but it was better than nothing.
Let's go buy everyone a change of clothes first.
Cui Ciyou put the money away, thinking this to himself.
After several days of constant travel, everyone's clothes were covered in dust and grime.
The shopping district of Old Kishirisu City was livelier than Cui Ciyou had imagined.
Demonfolk of every skin color, oddly shaped Demi-Humans, and a few human adventurers and merchants moved through its streets.
Stalls and shops lined both sides,