“Then it’s a farewell.”

”Wait a moment, is it fine if I call you Sabby?”

”…Fine, but please don’t introduce me like that to others.”

”Nice! The you can call me Nessa.”

”M, Goodbye, till tomorrow?”

”Day after tomorrow, I will have something to do. Goodbye.”

Vanessa pulls out a Pokeball, which houses her Mothers Arcanine.

With practiced Movements, she sits on its bag and it began to run down the way back they came from.

Sabrina is leaning on her door frame.

Chatting was surprising fun.

”Alright, I still have some stuff to do.”

”Bulba!”

With Bulbasaur cradled in her Arms, Sabrina puts everything in her Bag.

She already checked the machine that is supposed to sell for her.

It’s a vending Machine with added Function. Like marking Metal Boxes for Refund Purpose.

And it’s locally, so she would have People travel to her Ranch so that they can buy something.

Pretty bad if she really wants something to sale.

Currently packed in are Boxes of dried Oran Berries, Oran Berries Jam and Treats, some with and without Jam added.

The Treats are packed in Boxes too.

Their Number should be fine too, considering how long they should last, their usefulness and how long it will take to the next Harvest.

As she can’t play clerk herself or feasible hire someone, not even having a Store, wholesaling is the best Option.

”Tauros, are you fine now?”

”Tau!”

Okay, it’s still mad at me for being examined.

At least I put some of them aside for my own use.

Let’s see, one of the Vaporeon boxes has treats.

There.

”Do you want some?”

”Tau!”

”Fine, then I have to go to foot.

Should I ask Nurse Joy for consultation regarding a stubborn Pokemon.”

Tauros begins to glare at Sabrina’s obvious act.

It feels insulated, but won’t budge just because of some words.

Before it could do anything else, it was already called back.

The same as Tauros won’t back down, Sabrina doesn’t have the patience to talk to someone who doesn’t want to listen.

Even if it’s a Pokemon.

True to her words, she began walking, with Bulbasaur either in her arms or putting it down and holding its Vine.

She walks inside the City and to the Store which is owned by Jerome’s Family.

At best, she can wholesale her stuff there, or can at least give advice on who to sell.

This Time behind the Counter is a Woman, with Jerome viele through the window maybe gardening, but more little plucking weeds.

Something she also will have to do extensively, doesn’t she?

The Woman seem to sense that Sabrina isn’t here to actually buy.

”Welcome, what can I do for you?”

”Hello. I am Sabrina and, well, don’t have any place were I can sell my Products, so I am searching now for a bit.”

”Sorry Darling, but I really can’t buy Berries of Fruits, they just rot to fast for this Place.”

There is a flicker of pity in her Eyes, as her dialect and poise change to something more casual and with dialect.

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It feels familiar but Sabrina can’t say how, only that the biggest change is in how the Tongue is moved, at least it’s quite apparent for even someone like her.

But instead of delving deeper into that matter, she takes out wrapped silicon Bags, stainless steel boxes and jam Jars.

”They are already processed, there is no need to worry.”

”Oh my, that certainly looks great. What are in the boxes?”

”Treats and dried Fruits. Everything Oran Berry, as they were already ripe.”

”How do you plan to sell them, especially since the Containers are reusable and more expensive, not something everyone is willing to purchase, since it’s pricier then.”

”Well, do you see this little mark there?”

Sabrina isn’t a big enough fool to not think of that part, since she was also worried about it.

But the Vending Machine had a Function of adding a Print and Scanner for such refundable Objects.

Even something she doesn’t really understand, but seems to inspect and potentially fixes dents in it.

Well, the whole machine is quite bulky, maybe the size of a Square that can fit in a Snorlax Belly sized circle?

”That is for Refunds, if possible.”

”Good Work on the Mark there. Looks also quite nice.”

The Mark which gets complimented looks like a flame, a leave and a raindrop position to from a circle, with an Oran Berry in the middle.

It isn’t super complicated in single parts, but to position everything so orderly would probably be quite a challenge.

If someone wants to fake it, but the Boxes come from here, at least the same one weren’t in the Poke Mart.

And the refund price should be cheaper anyway.

”So you search for a business Partner which not only sells them but also expects the Refunds, yes?”

”Well, in theory I have a Vending Machine for that on the Ranch. Problem is, it’s on the Ranch.”

“The Silicon?”

”Has a mark too.”

”Okay, everything should be fine.”

”Is it Okay?”

”Yes, we have quite a small shop, so there isn’t much to do. It’s easier then you think.”

”Excuse me if I say it like that, but there is only so much remuneration that I can give, would it be really fine?”

”You’re overestimating the workload. It’s selling and giving Money if they bring a Product back.

The increased traffic should even be good for us”

”But will everything really work out fine.”

”Sweety, no use worrying about details. It’s fine if it’s fine.”

”So there is something”

”Sshhhhh. I want to make it like that and that’s everything a good business deal needs from my side.

And you should also be fine like that, right?”

Sabrina nods numbly, overwhelmed by the sudden shift.

”Great, can you show me everything you have that can sell?”

Sabrina takes out everything she has ready for that.

The Woman looks with critical Eye at the Wares.

”The Numbers are Fine, but you may need to export some of the if it continues like that, depending on how often your harvest the Berries.

In the City only so many People buy things like dried fruit or Oran Berry Products.

But no need to worry, many old Folks like em, many which are regulars here.”

Oran Berries had a somewhat aquired Taste, Sabrina remembers.

At least for Humans.

”Local Confectioneries may be interest in the Jam, so pack about half of them an ask around.

They are good for Pokemon Treats, especially tiny Cookies.

You don’t have anything else?”

”Ehm, this Boxes have treats with Jam and the other stack without, but still made with Oran Berries.

The last stack only has the dried fruit and all silicon wraps only have dried fruit.”

Sabrina didn’t pack the Treats in Silicon, as it felt stupid.

At an 1:9 Ratio of Box and Warping, there aren’t that many Boxes.

But the Boxes have more of them, at least.

”Good, we can make use of the Boxes too.

How about I purchase everything of that, sell that as it is, tell them about the refund either here or at your ranch.

When you come her again, I sell the refunded ones to you at the same price as my and your refund.

That Transaction won’t be taxed, as it uses the Boxes to sell the goods again.

You should inquire yourself what the tax is, near the police station we have a government office, placed for stuff like that.

Makes it easier to kickstart business for young adults, since Celdaon City is a bit to tiny for the Government.

Just carefully note everything down.

And don’t go in the luxurious looking confectionery when selling the Jam, only prideful there.

A bit away from the big street should a nice one somewhere.”

”Mom, do you mean Albert’s?”

”Ah yes, weren’t there for a long time.”

Jerome just came in, still with his unmoved Eyes.

But his speech got more causal when addressing his Mother.

”I am Sorry, I will show you the Way.”

No, back to the nearly artificial Way of speaking, it seems.

… Didn’t anything go to smoothly?