Josephine Boarne looked at Balas with bewilderment: "How much?"
Balas stretched out five fingers.
"Five Gold Bars? Well, that's not too bad..." Josephine breathed a sigh of relief, "even a simple clerk's position in Paris requires a few Gold Louis, of course Frost is worth five Gold Bars..."
Balas shook his head: "No, it's not that cheap."
Josephine gasped: "Fifty Gold Bars? That really is a very high cost..."
Balas: "It's five hundred ounces, I promised to invest five hundred ounces in his so-called steam revolution, only then did I gain his support."
Josephine's complexion changed: "Five hundred ounces? I didn't know you had that much gold! I mean, I can't believe you would spend so much!"
"I don't, actually," said Balas resentfully, "all the profits I've made this past year are gone, Frost is even harsher than me. When he told me, he really acted like a sage who is earnestly pushing for future progress, as if there really is a steam revolution!"
