As Xavier and Eulene walked out of the boutique, Eulene could not hold back her question longer.
"Why don't you use bank notes?" she asked. "I see you using coins all the time."
"How many Noviks do you think an average person needs per day to live?" Xavier returned a question.
Eulene raised a brow. "Depends on the place." Eulene had taken a bit of economics lesson from aunt Maisel. Moreover, she was a sect leader in her world. She was an adept at such matters. "Back in Derbury, five Noviks was enough to arrange food for an entire day."
Xavier nodded. "Here in Aramon, it's twice of that. Do you know how much it was 50 years ago?"
Eulene remained silent, awaiting his answer.
"One Novik could have fed a whole family for a week."
Eulene raised her brows in surprises. There was that much of a difference?
