They arrived at the man's house. The man told his son and wife to drink the potion.
"Thank you both for healing us. How much should I pay for this potion?" he asked with a smile.
"I usually sell my potions for 1000 to 2000 dollars," Othniel replied.
According to him, that price was more than enough. Although Othniel could have sold it for a higher price, he still thought that not everyone had that much money.
"Alright. I'll pay you 2000 dollars," he said as he took the money.
Othniel happily accepted the money.
"Thank you," Othniel said.
"You are very good at making potions that can instantly heal. Your ability is extraordinary! Like a god." Othniel only smiled slightly at the man's praise.
"I happen to be the village chief in the village. Can you two sell the potion to the residen
