Well, I have just left Ancient Egypt and have landed in Ancient Greece. My mother wanted me to get her a watch made out of fine gold. My father wanted me to get him some barley ( Barley, is a grain that the Greeks traded with other city-states.) and wine made from fresh grapes. As I made my way to the jewelry store, I saw a man picking out barley from his farm.
" Hey there my good man, would you mind giving me some of that barley." I asked
" Sure." He answered.
" Thanks." I said with delight
" Whoa!" he yelled. " Did you think I was going to give it to for free?" He asked with a weird look on his face.
" So how much do you want for it." I asked.
" 1,000 drachmas."
" What!!" I answered
" That's right you heard me." He answered with a tone. " You either pay me, or you don't get anything." He answered. His face started getting redder than the blood in the war. His eyes started twitching. But worst of all, he started grunting. His saliva smelled like moldy cheese.
" I can not believe this." I moaned. " This is an outrage!" I yelled out.
" so you want to pay now or do you want a loan?" He answered with the tone of a business man.
" I'll pay now." I answered harshly. Luckily, the agency that I work for( T.T.I.) has provided me with money for all the regions. They had given me 999,999,999,999 pieces of money for every region or country.
" Here you go." the man answered,giving me the barley in a burlap sack. As I headed towards the jewelry shop, the man had said something a person who rips you of would say.
" Pleasure doing business with you." he yelled out.
" Forget you you you cheap hog!" I didn't really say that ... I was just thinking it. Well, by the amount of drachmas the guy charged me for the barley, it better be useful for my dad. Now I will head to the winery.
Glad you didn't call that man a cheap hog. Although I agree he did overcharge you for barley.
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