Twilight West City, the port market district.

"What do you mean?! What is called "Ye Lai Xiang" out of stock?!"

A trader in Arabian attire, shaking the silver coin purse in his hand, said in a frantic mouth: "I booked a box last month. At the beginning of the month, I made a reservation for the cargo ship and ran over all the way! You told me. I'm out of stock?!"

Looking at the enthusiastic orderers in front of them, Mrs. Raglan, the chief adviser of the Kingdom's economy, sat in the lobby of the exchange, holding the ledger in a hurry, with a harmless smile on his chubby face.

"Due to the shortage of raw materials and the increase in labor, the manufacturing cost of "Evening Oscar" has risen sharply, resulting in the production of this product. Not only is there no profit, but there is also a loss." Mrs. Raglan gave a somewhat apologetic smile: " Therefore, the royal family has given up on manufacturing and purchasing "Evening Fragrance", and instead chose a superb perfume called "Music's Three Goddesses"."

The merchants looked at each other: "'Music's three goddesses'?"

From under the table, Mrs. Raglan took out an exquisite box carved with birch wood and painted with paulownia lacquer.

Gently open the buckle, the interior of the wooden box is designed as three layers of free movement by gears and turntables, deep purple velvet cushions, complex and exquisite glyphs, surrounded by these beautiful decorations, three bottles are carved into an exhibition The perfume in the shape of a wing goddess, filled with colored crystals (actually glass), lies quietly on the display plate of the event.

A group of orderers rushed to the table, ignoring the orderly staff, pointed at the box with shining eyes and asked, "How much is this? How can I sell it?!"

Mrs. Raglan didn’t seem to want to talk about the price at all. She carefully held up a small bottle of smelted red crystal with her hand, rubbed the bottle in the shape of the goddess, and said slowly: "This bottle is called Passion "In the original perfume ingredients, some special herbs have been added, which can increase the attractiveness of users and help increase the...interests between men and women..."

Listening to the exclamation of the audience, Mrs. Raglan picked up another blue crystal bottle and pointed to the swaying liquid in it and said: "This bottle is called'Tranquility,' and it contains calming and refreshing herbs. It helps to improve concentration and drive away fatigue. It is the best assistant for work and academics."

Lifting the last golden crystal bottle, Mrs. Raglan stood up and gently unscrewed the mouth of the bottle, letting the refreshing fragrance drift to every corner of the hall, and said to the enchanted faces in front of him: "Lastly This bottle is called "Heaven". It contains an extremely rare and precious alchemical extract that can eliminate hidden diseases in the body and prolong human life."

Hearing this, some people in the crowd raised questions: "Perfume can cure diseases and increase life span. This sounds outrageous."

Mrs. Raglan screwed on the bottle cap pretending to be mysterious, without much argument, and only said one sentence: "Please think about it, our King Muxi has a special title, what is it?"

Someone brightened their eyes and shouted loudly, "God's blessed alchemist!"

Seeing Mrs. Raglan's smile, the orderers, who were no longer worried, pushed each other and waved their purses to the table, lest they would fall behind others.

Mrs. Raglan smiled and moved the wooden box to her, and said softly: "A box of 998 silver moons."

The originally noisy hall suddenly became quiet, and people were frightened by the price.

After a long time, a businessman asked tentatively: "My lord, is this price more expensive? The previous "Evening perfume", when the most expensive bottle, was only 60 silver months."

"Please don't take this set of high-end goods from the "Three Goddess of the West" to compare with the side materials of "Evening Fragrant"!" Mrs. Raglan looked a little angry: "Regardless of the craftsmanship, raw materials, packaging, brand, and efficacy In any aspect, the value of the "Three Goddesses of Muxi" is much greater than that of "Ye Lai Xiang"."

The honest and honest Mr. Raglan looked at the ceiling with a flushed face, and said in a voice that only he could hear: "Well... actually just added some water..."

Mrs. Raglan pointed to a southern businessman closest to her proudly, and asked proudly: "Tell me, how much does a bottle of flower essential oil perfume cost in the great bazaar of the Abbasid Empire?! "

The person who was asked scratched his head and replied: "Ordinary is about 540 silver moons, and the first-class product is about 700 silver moons."

"That's right! A good bottle of perfume will sell for 700 silver moons in the south, and the three bottles add up to 2100 silver moons!" Mrs. Raglan waved her chubby arms, and her voice sounded like a Shi's. The priest in the church called for the donation: "And how much does it cost for a bottle of "The Three Goddesses of the West"? 300 silver moons, 300 silver moons! Everyone! To be honest, even the cost of making perfume is just embarrassing. cover!"

Raglan squatted in the corner, facing the wall, and drew circles on the ground with his fingers: "The thing made of that bottle of dung costs only 7 bronze stars..."

Mrs. Raglan opened the wooden box again, pointed one finger at the exquisitely crafted merchandise, and slapped the table with the other hand, with a distressed face: "Three bottles of superb perfume! No three or four thousand! No one or two thousand! As long as 998, as long as 998! You can't buy 998 and lose money, and 998 can't be fooled! Not many, first come first served! If you are late! Congratulations, you will never miss it!"

Mr. Raglan, who was squatting in the corner, slapped himself in the face hard, and said annoyedly: "Blame me! That day, why should I click on the icon called "TV Shopping" in the "Heaven" of the Son of God ??! My wife has completely lost the integrity of the businessman, and she ponders these crooked ways every day!"

On the other side, looking at the businessmen in front of them, Mrs. Raglan rolled her eyes and patted the exquisite wooden box with her hand: "Now when you buy the "Three Goddess of the West", you can not only buy perfume at a super low price, but also Get such an exquisite wooden box for free! Look at this packaging, it is an excellent product for selling, giving away, offering, and personal use! And for such an exquisite and beautiful container, you don’t need a copper, it’s free. !free!"

At this time, some merchants have come to the table and started to register the purchase quantity and delivery method.

Seeing that some people are still calculating prices and the market, Mrs. Raglan sneered secretly and released the ultimate move: "In order to thank you all for your love for the merchandise of the Muxi royal family, with the permission of the king, we deliberately treat the top 100 Customers who bought "Music's Three Goddesses" will be given a big gift!"

Mrs. Raglan opened a cloth bag with three layers inside and three layers outside, inside it was lying quietly in a cute little finger-sized crystal bottle.

The chief consultant of the Kingdom Market raised the small crystal bottle in his hand and shouted to everyone in the hall: "Anyone who buys royal perfume on the exchange today-the top 100 customers of "The Three Goddess of the West" can get mini essential oils. One bottle, originally priced at 100 silver months, is now free! But only for the first 100 people!"

As soon as this statement came out, these merchants in the hall who had experienced strong winds and waves, can be described as scheming businessmen, there is a string called "Sense" in their minds...broken...

In the next second, it was like a typhoon passing through the exchange.

People with red eyes rushed to the registration office, yelling and yelling with their money bags high.

The friends in the business world who had met and knew each other suddenly became enemies who killed their fathers and seized their wives. At first, they were just slurs and insults. Then they developed into hand-to-hand beatings. In the end, group fights rose to weapon fighting. Money bags in people's hands have become the most handy weapons. Cloth pockets are good for swinging and accumulating power, and silver coins are excellent props in terms of weight and lethality.

Coins flew wildly, and the demons danced wildly.

Half an hour later, under the maintenance of the West security team, the Raglan couple sent away the last buyer.

Mr. Raglan sighed, clutching his forehead that was smashed by the coin.

His fat lady counted the sales results excitedly.

"I don't want to encounter this kind of thing again." Mr. Raglan put his hand into his mouth and said vaguely: "I have a posterior molar, which seems to have been cracked..."

Mrs. Raglan turned her head in red and said, "Guess! How many boxes of perfume were sold just now?"

"I don't know... a hundred boxes?"

"Four hundred boxes!"

"So many?!" Mr. Raglan was dumbfounded. After a while, he said to his wife with a worried expression: "We don't have so many goods on hand! You know, UU reading www.uukanshu. The "raw materials" of com perfume are simply not enough. Just last week, the gunpowder supervisor of the biochemical plant blamed us for affecting the production of saltpeter..."

The chubby wife, there only seems to be the light of coins in her eyes: "Speaking of it, isn't it a matter of dung. I heard last time that there is a herb on the monk's side that can make people diarrhea day and night. We just need to get it. One point, put it in the well..."

Mr. Raglan hurriedly covered his wife’s mouth. He looked around, his face pale in horror: "Hurry up and shut up! That kind of thing is called poisoning! If you catch it, you will be fined, and you will be in jail. !"

His wife, looking a little dissatisfied, whispered: "That's not going to work. We can find a way to hire someone to collect manure outside the city... You should know that for every box of perfume sold, your Majesty promises to give us 100%. One of the commission..."

Mr. Raglan was stunned: "Commission? One percent?"

Seeing his chubby wife nodded, he began to calculate with his fingers: "Four hundred boxes of perfume, each box of 998 silver moons, one percent of the achievement is... uh..."

"My dear! What's wrong with you? Wake up! Why did you roll your eyes?!"