Isaac

A copper coin is 100 times more profitable. That means there are at least a hundred opportunities if you can't. What happens if you're lucky enough to be number one or two or three? Besides, it's only one gig, so it's just for fun.

While people were hesitant to give it a try, one of the quicker people stepped out first.

“Hey, I don't know how to do this, but can I get a stage one? ”

First, when the man handed the first gig to the employee, people focused on him. The employee handed over the money from the man and forcefully turned the lever on the wheel next to him. With a squeak, the wheels turned and the dirt immediately came out in a ready paper box, packed automatically.

“Here you go. ”

“Uh, let's see. ”

The man carefully opens the box he received from the employee and digs through the dirt with his fingers, immediately frowning and shouting.

“What! Nothing! ”

He said with a sales expression that he felt sorry for the man.

“This is bad. Take your next chance. ”

“What? Shit! Isn't this a scam? Hey! Give me another one! ”

Whether he disliked the employee's attitude, the man shouted harshly and threw the first gig at the employee, while the employee held a sales smile and pulled the lever again.

There was only a pile of dirt at the feet of a man who shouted in a row like that. The people who were watching such a man looked at him as if he had been deceived naively by that expression.

“Ah! Shit! Do you even have one of these? Give me ten at a time! ”

The man throws a ten-gauge bill in a hurry and yells harshly, and the employee pulls on the lever in a row without saying anything.

I rip open the box roughly, rubbing my palms against it, and dropping the dirt on the ground. Grab a new box and repeat the same move. As the box became smaller and smaller, his face became more and more fluffy, and his repetition suddenly stopped.

“Huh?"

Until now, I felt a completely different texture in the palm of my hand. No way, the golden coin appeared when I emptied the bits and dirt on the palm of my hand with my heart.

“Got it, got it! That's it! Wow! Third place! Third place! ”

The roaring crowd of people's eyes widen with the sound of a man's shout. First prize. That's a gold coin too. Even though it's third place, it's somewhere, I won 1,000 gigs using 12 gigs.

Soon, the eyes of those who looked at the man who shook his head with jealous eyes began to be filled with greed. I can be him, but I can't be him! Typical gambler mind. People began to flock to the Ur staff.

“Give me one too! No, I'll give you 20 at a time! ”

“I'm fifty! ”

“Huh? What, what! Get in line! Get in line! ”

People started prancing to the staff, asking for their own money, and as if they were waiting, the young Northbears started showing up and lined up, and when the other staff were too harsh to get their receipts, the staff swivelling the lever started giving them boxes that matched the quantity of receipts.

“Oh my... I can't believe you sold dirt. Selling dirt... I admire that, sir. You're going to be a real legend! ”

Krent looked at the massacre in the square and looked at Isaac with infinite respect and respect, as if he were impressed by it from the rooftop.

“Hmph. Well, I guess the problem with handling byproducts is solved, anyway. ”

It's dirt laundering, not money laundering. Codnel wanted the whole continent to be chaotic again, but now everyone thinks Isaac did it.

The Progenitor sells water and the Progeny sells dirt. Isaac, reminded of Kim Sundal's anecdote, smiled and asked him for a cigarette.