One ton of gold

“Sure,” Timothy answered. “Where do you want me to place the root at? It’s about fourteen-feet wide, and if you don’t want to squish it, or pop it, you need some room to place the root at.”

“My basement is down there, follow me.” Lindon said.

Timothy and Lindon made their way down the basement, and the latter didn’t even bother to lock any doors. He knew that the sets of armor he sold were too heavy for the average guy to steal, so he wasn't worried. He was mainly focused on the mana root right now, which could give a decent boost on his wealth if he acquired it, and got the chance to resell it.

“You can haul it down here,” Lindon said. “I’m certain that the root will fit through the door, even if it's bigger than you described it. So, when can I expect the root?”

“In a minute,” He sighed.