Heath looked at the card box in his hands, feeling somewhat hesitant. Mutou had just reluctantly left, even taking out his phone to snap a photo after getting Heath's permission. Heath did not know whether to laugh or cry, but he now had a rough idea of just how appealing this box of cards was to this world's card fanatics. What left him torn, however, was that he was not sure whether to sell the box in his hands.
In fact, when Heath saw this box of cards and Mutou's frenzied reaction, he had already come up with a few ideas. As Heath saw it, keeping this box of cards would not do him much good, but selling it would certainly add to his private savings and give him more money. He even thought of a few promotional methods, such as letting customers enter a prize drawing once they had topped up a certain amount and spent a certain total at the restaurant, with winners able to redeem their prize for a pack of cards or something like that.
But the problem was that Heath was not permanently based in Vermilion City. His conscience would not let him do something like that, so he gave up on this potentially more profitable method. In the end, Heath felt that an auction might be a good choice, though that had its own problems: he did not know how much he could sell it for. Although Mutou had said that the last time these cards appeared, they had fetched a staggering three million League Coins, that sale had actually been held by a professional auction house, which was why they had sold for so much. How many Pokémon card fanatics in Vermilion City had that kind of money?
Heath did not know either,