He walked around with Ria in one hand and a skewer of smoked salmon in another, enjoying the simple but delicious food made from fresh ingredients as he navigated the crowded harbor of Farund Port City.
The Sun had just barely begun to emerge from beneath the horizon as fishermen returned in boats and even ships, courtesy of Minister Ranea's ambition of fundamentally upgrading anything related to the seas with modern technologies.
Locals as well as traders crowded the harbor, eager to purchase fresh catch for personal use or for retail sales in different parts of the nation. With an enormous border shared with the sea, seafood was a large part of the Empire's day-to-day food.
"I'll buy all of this for a thousand ruels!"
"One thousand?! That's fucking highway robbery, I dare say! Two thousand, or you can take a boat and fish all of this yourself!"
"Come on, don't I get a discount for a mass purchase?"
"Not fifty percent, asshole!"
