Adrian had just returned from storing away the grapes when Jack walked in. "Ah! A customer! Welcome, welcome, how may I help you?" He grinned, not many people came to buy wine here. Most of the money he made was by selling it to other towns or to the Inn where they served it every night. "The cost of a....barrel? Hm... Let's see." He did some quick math in his head using his finger to write numbers in his head. "How does this sound?" he asked, giving Jack the number he summed up in his head.

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Sage laughed, his helper knew him so well. There have been countless times where he had been so absorbed in his work that he had completely forgotten to open the shop! He was glad that Martyn had started working here. Although he was very young, Sage believed Martyn was very mature for his age, more mature than Sage believed himself to be somedays.