Elias peaked over his spectacles. "Ammonium nitrate? Enough to feed half the county’s corn, I reckon. Why? Your old man finally deciding to expand the north lot?"
"How much of the 34-0-0 you got left in the shed, El?" the boy asked, leaning against the counter. how much ammonium nitrate can you buy
The boy shifted his weight. "Seems like a lot of fuss for fertilizer." Elias peaked over his spectacles
The boy nodded slowly, the bravado leaving his shoulders. "Just curious. Dad was complaining about the prices, said maybe we should stockpile." "Seems like a lot of fuss for fertilizer
"The 'limit' isn't a number on a receipt, son," Elias said, his voice dropping to a gravelly low. "It’s a matter of trust and paperwork. You want a couple of bags for the garden? You pay your cash and you go. You want enough to turn a field green? I need your name, your ID, and a signature that the Department of Homeland Security can read from space."