[DISCONTINUED] Kung Fu Panda [From Anarchy to Tranquility]

6: The Beginning

In a city called Gongmen city, there, of the many shops that was set up along the streets and grounds of the blessed city, lied a flourishing carpentry shop. Few if any are interested in carpentry nowadays, which made it a proliferating occupation to be apart of, especially if they work in the middle of a city. Grey Clouds were above the city. The air was cool since it had been raining for quite awhile.

A llama walked down the street, thinking to him how he could approach the recently arrived being, or 'thing' he likes to refer to because of his strange appearance. He was scared both by this and his father, for he had accidently broken the door to his house in his haste to head out the door so whimsically the day before.

He approached the shop door and sheepishly knocked on the door, hoping no one would open. He was wrong, the door opened to reveal the shop owner, a large water buffalo.

"Hi..uh..I'm looking to s-see if you can..uhh..fix a door at my house." The llama quivered.

"Hmph." The buffalo grunted, looking at him for a moment, "You wait here and I'll get one of my employees to help your situation. He'll be here shortly." He said.

"Wait!" The llama said as the buffalo was about to shut the door. "Its...urgent that the door needs to repaired right at this moment. My father y-you see...he's very impatient." 

The buffalo thought fast, "Oh, I see. I see, very well. You'll find one of my working employees down at the factory. He isn't that hard to find. Wears green clothes, has sand colored skin. You've probably have never seen his kind before." He said out loud. He wanted to make every yuan count, even if it had to cross borders with angry customers.

The llama was quite rash, "Okay. T-thanks." He slowly turned to go to the factory as he said this. He hated meeting people, especially if it meant meeting a new type of being he had never heard of or seen before.

The llama breathed a sigh with each step he took down the street toward his destination. There resided two factories, one for fireworks for the enjoyment of festivities, and one for the melting of iron into moldable ingots. Such heavy work felt impossible to the weak llama. He just wondered how others had the strength to carry a large weight.

Crossing a corner of the street, there, he saw the massive buildings of the two factories beside each other. There were several there who were covered in grey and smelled, entering and leaving the two factories. Toward the left, he could see a tall person talking to a ram. The description matched what he had been told. He gulped and slowly moved forward.

"How come the price of your iron nails keeps rising each time I come here?" The fellow who was dressed in green, stood a head taller than the ram.

"You can't just blame me for raising the price. I have to ensure I get money in exchange for waiting so long for the raw minerals to arrive here." The ram blared at the tall being. "Scarcity of iron is growing worse and worse each day. The nearby iron mines are having trouble collecting their quota to fill the needs of the work force. They-"

"Would it not be a good idea to expand your productive capabilities by finding more iron mines further south of here?" The tall man folded his arms in dissatisfaction.

"I would, if their prices were suitable enough for me to buy them!" The ram yelled. "Why are you telling me what to do? You're not even a foreman in the business, you're just a carpenter, a-"

"I'm giving you a bit of advise that could help you gain more money in the long-run." The man became increasingly pissed off. "I came here specifically to buy your nails at a decent price, not to argue with you over your incompetence to keep your prices steady."

The ram grew frustrated, "Fine! So what? How many nails do you generally need to buy, hmm??"

The man grumbled, "As usual, the shop needs 300. That is if your price for the bundle is sufficient enough to my boss."