NOVEL SIMPLE Chapter 410 And Cake
Chapter 410 And Cake
Karl slowed to a stop at the edge of the farm to approach at a more human looking jog. He wasn't trying to terrify the people or their animals, and running across the field faster than anyone would dare to drive a car was likely to do exactly that.
As he jogged down the driveway toward the house, an older man, likely the father or grandfather of the current generation of farmers, came out to greet him.
"That's some mighty fine stamina you have, young man." He announced once Karl had come to a stop.
"Thanks. A long jog is good for the lungs. I came toward town looking for a few things to make a special birthday dinner for one of my team members. It's her birthday, and we're stationed in the wilderness some distance off, ensuring an Anomaly is dealt with." The man nodded. "If you need to commandeer some items, we will spare you what we can. There is more variety at the store in town."
Karl smiled and took a pair of gold coins out of his bag. "They might be from the monsters, but they're pure gold. The bank should take them in trade without an issue. All I need is a turkey, fresh heavy cream, butter, and some cake mix if you have it. It would be easier than making one from scratch."
The old man was looking at the two gold coins in shock. Sure, they were from the monsters, but that was still four ounces of gold.
A young man and woman came from around the corner of the house, likely from the barn, and Karl nodded to them, alerting the old man to their presence.
"Ah, meet my boy Gerald, and his bride to be, Roxanne."
Karl smiled. "Congratulations on your upcoming nuptials. Let me see here, I do believe that I have just the thing for a wedding present."
Karl pulled two items out, a simple gold chain with thick links in the style most men preferred, and a ruby pendant. Working men didn't wear a ring, instead they would put their wedding ring on a necklace, so it didn't get damaged. If tragedy or the plague hit and nobody was left to take care of arrangements, the chain holding his ring was supposed to be enough to pay for both of their funerals, so that a married couple always knew they would be taken care of and could be buried with their wedding rings.
"I've got everything that you requested, plus confectioner's sugar, vanilla, and premade cake mix." Karl announced as he reached the camp.
Then he took the basket out of his storage and placed it on the table in the kitchen area of the fort.
"You're back already, with a frozen turkey and everything else we asked for?" Doug asked, startled by the speed.
"Yeah, I stopped at a farm just before town and they had everything. That would be the bank in the mine village that we were hearing on the radio, verifying the Monster Gold that I traded was legitimate.
Nobody will miss a coin or two." Karl laughed.
Doug laughed. "Well, we were just going to turn them all in for credit anyhow, so I don't see any reason we shouldn't use them to barter. Clerics take a vow of poverty and charity, so giving it away every time we interact with others seems like the right thing to do. A few extra coins on a farm won't hurt the economy, but it will help the farmer."
While Doug talked, Lotus dug through the supplies to see what they had.
"Oh, you got really good stuff. This is even top quality sugar. Alright, we should be good to go for the birthday dinner. Now, are we starting first thing in the morning? Or did we have to work?" Lotus asked.
"I think we will have to do a dungeon run in the morning unless it rejects us again. They were saying the most likely scenario is one full day, so that means morning tomorrow we should be able to enter for a second time." Karl explained.
"Perfect, then we can do the birthday dinner after that, and then have some girl time. It's a thing that we used to do at the Seminary Academy. We would either make or acquire some makeup, and then we would give the birthday girl a makeover." Tessa laughed. "Oh, and some of them were terrible when we were in the early years. But we're pretty good at them now."
Karl could only imagine what a bunch of teen girls who had been raised by the church, who didn't advocate or even normally stock makeup, would have done in their first attempts at a makeover.