Old Ruby had lived in Alaska his entire life, he knew he couldn't withstand the pressure, but the other party's offer was too low.
And once the campsite was permanently closed, those natives would have to travel hundreds of kilometers just to buy a single screw.
The old fellow came to Anchorage this time to procure supplies, planning to make a one-time purchase of daily necessities for those natives, but unexpectedly he met a rich man who didn't value money properly...
He merely tried asking, and not only did Mountain Eagle agree to buy the campsite, but he also accepted his other conditions.
Mountain Eagle promised never to sell the campsite to individuals or businesses other than locals, and would also employ Old Ruby and his son to maintain the campsite while upholding the tradition of 'supply transshipment' at the campsite.
When Old Ruby was wheeled out of the ER, and had signed the agreement, bursts of applause even rang out throughout the room.
