Hax approached the toy stall. The seller kept on blowing the tiny boat and shouting until he saw Hax grab one of his boats.
"You pick the right one, sir. I just made that yesterday."
Hax smiled. "I see a few spots of rust here."
"Ah… that might be because of the weather. It's quite hot these days."
"I see."
The seller awkwardly laughed. "I will show you how to play. I am sure your children will like it. It's unfortunate that you don't bring them."
The seller then proceeded to blow the boat and made a swish sound with his mouth as the boat sailed on the bucket. "See? Don't you think it's awesome?"
"Can you wait here? I want to buy something first," Hax said.
"Sure… Okay," the seller said.
Hax then looked for other sellers and quickly bought cotton, oil, and a lit torch. After that, he returned to the boat seller.
"Sir, you have returned. Why are you bringing all of these?"
