"In that case, let's wrap this up," Rizz took over the conversation that second. "How much gold should I expect for my first delivery tomorrow?"
Shifting back to negotiations with a non-family member helped Chief Aeklun shift back to his usually stoic demeanor. "How about one gold per beaker of acid? That should be fair if we provide the beakers."
"I'll get my own beakers. So make it five," Rizz haggled with his hand raised and his fingers open. "My acid's multi-use, so you'll get plenty of work done for only a few purchases.
The molekin chief nodded slightly. "Very well…
"Three gold it is. No more, no less for each beaker you provide until our needs are met. And we'll go with the same price for some stores of the base solution you mentioned. Once you've perfected the recipe, of course."
Rizz marched forward and accepted the firm handshake the instant Chief Aeklun offered it.
