Oh sweetie, that was positively dazzling. Truly a masterclass in deep thought. The rest of us live in something called reality, but don't worry your pretty little head, I know that's a scary place for you.
In your special fantasy bubble (likely fully funded by Mommy, Daddy, or whichever taxpayer you've latched onto), nothing should ever have a price. Aww. I remember having that same profound insight when I was seven and still believed in the Tooth Fairy. Some of us eventually grew neurons, bless your heart, you clearly missed out.
Just for my own amusement, let's set aside the dozen times I already turned your toddler logic into confetti that you apparently accepted as true and focused on the one teensy point you think you caught me slipping on: my apparently 'absurd' idea that everything has a price, meaning goods and services have value that consenting adults can freely trade or decline. Your devastating, big-girl comeback? 'The rest is flag-waving to justify European invaders.' My goodness, did you come up with that all by yourself?
So come on, precious, enlighten your elders: which magical, pure, never-ever-invaded-anyone tribe in that adorable empty head of yours gets the eternal deed to whatever dirt they're standing on? Name one single group in the entire violent history of this planet that didn't conquer, migrate, or steal land at some point. I'm practically on the edge of my seat waiting for this revolutionary discovery from the kid who still thinks 'free' is a real economic model.
Take your time, pumpkin. We'll wait while you look for an answer in your coloring books.