Lord Smoke was out for a walk one day.

He encountered a merchant.

Hello, sir,” he said. “What are you selling?”

The merchant showed him his wares, knives, cups and plates.

Lord Smoke picked up a knife and stabbed the merchant in the arm.

The merchant howled in pain.
“Why are you making this racket?” asked Lord Smoke.

“Now you know the value of your wares.”