The market stretched before them, a maze of vendors displaying everything from old restaurant equipment to home kitchen essentials. The group moved with purpose, scanning each stall with a keen eye.
Tia was the first to spot a sturdy two-burner stove. "This one looks good," she murmured, checking the burners. "No rust, knobs work fine, and it's compact enough for our space."
Jai inspected a large tawa (flat pan) next. "Perfect for making parathas or dosas," he said, flipping it over. "A little seasoning, and it'll be as good as new."
Chahat, ever practical, picked up a steamer. "We'll need this for momos and idlis," she said. "No cracks, and the handles are solid."
Veer examined a small deep-frying pan. "This will do for frying snacks. What do you think, Uncle?"
Uncle, the most experienced of the group, tested the pan's weight. "Heavy-bottomed, even heat distribution," he nodded. "Good choice."
They moved through the market, gathering the rest of their essentials:
Medium saucepan – for curries and gravies.
Toaster/sandwich maker – a necessary addition for quick, crispy sandwiches.
Plates & bowls – a mix of ceramic and steel for serving.
Basic knife & chopping board – sharp and sturdy.
Storage containers – for keeping dry ingredients organized.
Minimal kitchen tools & accessories – ladles, spatulas, and measuring cups.
Mixer grinder – a must-have for making chutneys and spice blends.
Three counters (including a small billing counter) – compact but functional.
By the time they finished selecting everything, the vendor eyed them with interest. "You've got good taste," he said. "But all of this will cost you around one lakh ten thousand."
The Bargaining Begins
Chahat stepped forward with a smile. "Bhaiya, that's way too high. We're setting up a small shop, not a five-star hotel."
The vendor chuckled. "I'm already giving you a good deal."
Veer joined in, shaking his head. "Come on, we're buying everything from you. Give us a bulk discount."
Uncle, the most seasoned bargainer, folded his arms. "Let's be practical. Some of these items have wear and tear. The steamer has a tiny dent, and the frying pan isn't brand new. We'll take everything for seventy-five thousand."
The vendor scoffed. "Seventy-five? Impossible!"
Tia placed a hand on the mixer grinder. "Look, this one is slightly old. If you sell it separately, you might not get a buyer soon."
Jai tapped the counter. "And these? They have scratches. We'll have to repaint them."
The vendor hesitated. "Eighty-five thousand. That's my lowest offer."
Chahat sighed dramatically. "Bhaiya, we'll need money for other expenses too. Let's be fair. Eighty thousand."
Uncle stroked his beard. "Ninety, and we take everything right now, no more bargaining."
The vendor hesitated. A big sale was tempting. "Fine," he relented. "Ninety thousand."
A victorious grin spread across Chahat's face. "Deal!"
Success!
As they loaded everything into a hired vehicle, Veer laughed. "That was some teamwork!"
Uncle chuckled. "Bargaining isn't just about getting a low price—it's about making sure both sides are satisfied."
Tia stretched. "Now, let's get this all to the shop and start setting up!"
With their kitchenware secured and within budget, the dream of their shop was one step closer to reality.