The runner came up puffing and wheezing. "Here you go sir. What will you be needing from our master?"
Vince flinched. "Your what?... Nevermind. Take these back to him."
The runner looked surprised, "You managed to grow some already?"
Vince grabbed his load in one hand and flipped it onto his back. "Yeah, I have my ways."
"Tell Matt to send a cart after a week. I'll have his first full batch by then. Go."
Nodding obediently the youth ran off.
Vince turned and walked inside. "Hey Sarganno, foods here."
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