novelaction Chapter 192 Hair Dyeing & Travel Expenses
Chapter 192 Hair Dyeing & Travel Expenses
Ta-da! Ladies and gentlemen, standing before you is the world's best and most skilled hair colorist (self-proclaimed).
She would never normally display her skills to others—because if she did, they would surely be astonished by her breathtaking beauty. That would be a sin…
"I won't comment on how dramatic you are usually, but can you please hurry up now?" Qin complained helplessly.
"Can't you even compliment your wife? You're such a blockhead," Elena muttered, picking up the hair dye she had just mixed.
Yes, I composed it myself.
Black dye is not difficult to obtain, and the materials are not expensive.
With my skillful hands, concocting a potion of this caliber would be a piece of cake.
Although her hair-dyeing technique was so terrible that it could be described as haphazardly scraping and forcing the dye on, the quality of the potion compensated for Elena's laxity, allowing the hair-dyeing process to proceed smoothly.
Soon, the few strands of white hair that Qin had previously revealed were dyed black again by Elena.
Some time ago, Elena felt sad when she saw Qin's white hair and took it upon herself to dye it back to its original black color.
So much so that neither Fran nor Saya noticed anything unusual about Jean.
Perhaps if they were really interested, they would already know that Qin used hair dye, but they wouldn't investigate why.
But perhaps Elena's hair dyeing skills were really amateurish, because every few months, Elena had to personally dye her hair back to white.
“Actually, I think this is unnecessary,” Qin said.
“You know, life is actually a kind of ritual.” Elena combed Qin’s hair, very satisfied with her masterpiece. “When it comes to life, you should do your best to do everything you can. You can’t be casual about it, otherwise it’s not life, it’s just making a living.”
"Perhaps you could be a philosopher."
"Remove the 'maybe.' I am a philosopher by nature."
"A narcissistic philosopher."
Haha, whatever you say. Why don't you just honestly admit your fiancée is amazing? You're such a dishonest guy. Although I rarely admit to her being amazing to her face myself.
When you're drunk doesn't count.
Cough cough, that's not me.
"Alright, alright." Elena packed away the various magical artifacts. "Let's get ready to continue our journey. Or, would you like to buy something here?"
Qin's shopping desires are just as extreme as her own.
He hardly buys anything, but he wants to buy everything he sees.
We'll just have to complement each other.
It ensures that you don't run out of travel money after walking just a few steps, and then have to use your marbles to earn more; it also prevents you from living a prison-like life where you only have cornbread and vegetables without a drop of oil.
That said, speaking of travel expenses, although Jean is in charge of the accounts, considering that she hasn't done any commissions in so long, plus that "bad debt" from Emnessia, the travel expenses are probably running out.
Irene thought Qin could become a housekeeper, since she had managed to cut costs and increase revenue for so long.
Of course, such a capable butler is truly wasted.
It's like a witch becoming a barefoot doctor in the mountains; it's not that she can't, or whether it's worth it, it's just that she's better suited for a better position.
……
Elena and Qin arrived at the market.
It wasn't to buy anything, because, just as Elena had predicted, they were really running out of money.
But Qin had already come up with a solution—she had to thank Elena, who had bought quite a few things along the way. Some of these things seemed useless, but as foreign goods, they could always fetch a good price if you used the right methods.
Is this like a smuggler?
These aren't smuggled goods, though. After all, smuggled goods can't be taken out of the country.
She used money as initial capital by selling things she didn't need. It was a simple method, but Elena had never thought of selling the things she had worked so hard to buy before.
But looking at her storage space, which was piled high with clutter, Elena realized that Qin was right.
If this continues, I might not be able to buy anything I want to buy in the future.
Some things look fancy, but we were just fooled by unscrupulous merchants.
But now, the dragon slayer has become the dragon himself, and he himself is about to become that unscrupulous merchant.
"Is this a diary with endless possibilities?" a passing customer said, picking up a diary that looked ordinary, and was indeed quite ordinary.
“Of course, infinite possibilities,” Elena said. “This witch never lies.”
Perhaps because Elaina's claim of being a witch was indeed convincing, the customer believed her and asked, "How much?"
“Five gold coins,” Elena chuckled.
"Do you think I'm so easy to fool, a recent graduate?" the customer said speechlessly.
"Don't you think that different items should be priced according to their value?" Elena said mysteriously. "Do you think this witch would be short of money to fool you?"
That makes sense.
What witch would be so bored as to lie to people?
Perhaps she imbued this diary with a unique kind of magic.
This is a diary blessed by a witch; it might even become a family heirloom.
"Thank you for your generosity." The graduate paid five gold coins and happily walked away with the diary.
"He even thanked us." Elena was about to put the five gold coins into her bag when she noticed Qin staring at her silently. "Ahem."
Then she handed the gold coins she had just put away back to Qin.
Give it to yourself, and tomorrow, these coins will transform back into a diary of endless possibilities.
"So, why would someone spend five gold coins to buy that diary that was bought in bulk for five copper coins?" Qin said.
“I wasn’t lying. Isn’t this just endless possibilities? After all, it’s a blank page—anything is possible in the future,” Elena argued confidently.
Several days passed quickly, and after Elena had successfully saved enough money for her next trip, she fled the kingdom without stopping.
The kingdom blacklisted Elena for fraud the moment she left. By the time law enforcement arrived at the scene, she was already gone.
What Elena didn't know was...
Many, many years later, when a gray-haired girl with a lollipop in her mouth, who looked just like Elena, passed through the kingdom, she was immediately detained by the locals without any explanation.
Then, faced with those inexplicable fraud accusations, she inexplicably paid a considerable amount of fines. It's worth noting that a significant portion of these fines came from Elena's own wages.
Perhaps this is what is meant by the cycle of karma, and that retribution is inevitable.