Most of the stories I read here are high fantasy. Male wish fulfillment scenario's come to mind. So I grant authors some very extreme leeway for artistic license. As long as it doesn't make the story ridiculous I can live with it.
Up to a point, mind you.
Sometimes the lack of research and ignorance of the topic tends to grate in a way that leaves me unable to consider the remainder of the story with any favor.
A case in point. A million dollars in 1860 gold pieces In a wagon pulled by a team of mules. Using the 20 dollar gold piece as a reference which was only worth $20 at that time, we arrive at a number 50000 gold pieces. Each piece weighed 33 grams or a total of 1,650 Kilograms. For us primitive Americans That translates to 3,650 pounds. That's nearly 2 tons. Now my F-150 will carry a half ton. But, of course that is at 70 miles an hour. But then the truck has approximately 150 horsepower. That team of mules just has 2 horsepower, maybe 3 since they can out pull a horse. Surely you get my drift here. As I try to continue with the story I,m instead Flashing to visions of those mules straining with their bellies nearly touching the ground while that merciless skinner flogs them to greater effort. Looming ahead is a hill.
Now, some caveats are in order here. The author is an Aussie,Aussie,Aussie! Plus this is a Canadian story site. While the story took place in the American old west. All kinds of cultural differences could be included here. As a mildly educated American I confess I have no idea what a Aussie dollar Looks like. Or weighs. Maple leafs I have at least seen. My point, however is that the smallest things can ruin a story for me.