"Let's play a guessing," the old lady smiled at the young boy. Even the young lady and the middle-aged man looked at her in a quizzical expression.
"I like playing game!" The young boy was enthusiastic and nearly jumped off his chair.
"If you have to give some value of things, how will you put the order from the highest to the lowest amongst cheese, milk, and egg?"
The boy scrubbed his chin lightly, "I think cheese will be the highest, but... I am not sure with the milk and egg. Probably nearly the same?"
The old lady smiled. The two other were interested and listened closer. "Now, how about amongst sweater, gold, and tomato?"
The young lady folded her arms across her chest, she was interested on how her granny communicated with the young boy. This is something I've never tried before, she thought.
"Isn't gold, sweater, and tomato?" The young boy answered without confident.
"Why do you think that's a good order?" The middle-aged man asked, he seemed to understand the flow.
"Because, gold is very rare, it's difficult to find and even if you find it, you still have to shape it to make it more usable. Sweater is from wool, and wool is from sheep. We cannot take the wool anytime, well, compare to tomato, I think."
"Great!" The old lady looked satisfied. "Now, in summer, which one will be more valuable, summer shirt or coat?"
"Summer shirt of course, who would even wear a coat in summer? Ah," the young boy left his words hanging for a while, he crossed his fingers behind and put his arms behind his head, "I think I start to understand it. Thanks a lot." He smiled to the old lady.
The middle-aged man sipped his last gulp of black coffee. "Come on, Boy! Let's go to my place, we still have a business to deal with."
They pushed the door and narrowed their eyes. Seemed like the cloud had went away, letting the sunlight passed through the sky. Indeed, the day was just about to start.
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