In the candle lit store, he found Grandpa Cao's granddaughter lovingly running her fingers over the bundles of fabric. There was a robe on the counter.
Nikola felt bad about forgetting her and wasting her entire day, so he quickly put on the robe and went to the only surviving mirror in the shop to take a look at himself.
The craftsmanship was superb. He didn't see the stitches. He made a turn in front of the mirror, and noted he rather liked this robe more than his other ones.
"I'll buy it off you…" He paused, not knowing what to call the woman.
"Tao Jiao. And I would prefer if you give me the value of this robe in fabrics, so I can make more. And…do you mind…wearing this robe tomorrow and telling everyone who made it?" Tao Jiao looked hopeful as she said it. Well, that was simple enough. He could easily do it.
"Of course, Madam Tao. You may pick all the fabrics today and make me robes for their worth. I trust you will have many customers soon."
