Rowen closed the front door and flipped the sign to "Closed." Then he sat down and counted the low-grade mana stones he had earned that day about one hundred and forty-five in total. Before that, he had around fifty-two stored away. Rowen had a total of one hundred and ninety-seven low-grade mana stones.
Just as Rowen finished counting, a faint shimmer lit up beside him. The fern appeared, fluttering his leafy wings.
"I can help you track production and profit of the sales," it said in its light, chiming voice. "But you'll need to add the details, like the price you plan to sell each item for and anything else you want recorded. Once you do, I can keep everything organized for you."
Rowen blinked in surprise. "Wait… I can just do it like that? Just check the numbers at the end of the day?"
The fern nodded his leafy head.
