Chapter Seventy-Four: The Divine Favor?

Upstairs, someone is looking down the window, looking at the bustling sales scene below.

"Patriarch, there is something unknown to my subordinates." An old man said.

"You're asking, why aren't perfumes sold at auction when they're so popular?" It was none other than the Hilton Patriarch, Count Silvio, who replied.

The old man said, "Exactly." Depending on the popularity of the perfume, if it is auctioned, it will surely earn ten times or even a hundred times the profit. Why sell so cheaply? ”

This gray-haired old man was the steward who had advised Count Silvio to seize the opportunity and take a risk.

Judging from the current situation, Hilton has won the bet.

The nobles of the aristocratic alliance were dragged by them to lose serious money together, and many families were even on the verge of bankruptcy.

In comparison, Hilton's losses were even more severe, not only did the family's cash completely clear, but they were also heavily indebted and borrowed a lot of money outside. But since the opening of trade routes and the emergence of new buying and selling markets, the prospects of the Hilton family have been greatly promising. None of the creditors who urged them to repay the money did not, but asked diligently one by one whether they needed to continue to borrow.

It is foreseeable that the power structure in the city of Edinburgh will change dramatically. And the Hilton family will also become a powerful force in the new pattern.

The old steward who made great contributions was appreciated by the patriarch and promoted several levels in a row. Now he is one of the core high-level members of the family, and the count is a trusted thinker.

"If you put a perfume up for auction, as you said, for 10 times the price, it's very easy. But the price is already sky-high. After all, perfume is just a woman's leisure pastime, and further up, the nobles are not wronged, and they should weigh whether it is worth it. ”

The old steward said unwillingly: "Rare things are expensive." Now only I, Hilton, can manufacture and supply perfumes, as long as the supply quantity is limited, under the fierce competition, the aristocracy will naturally push up the price. ”

"Did you know that Mr. Anthony said that the process of making this fragrance is not complicated, and the raw materials used are very common. Even if we keep it strictly secret, others only need to find a pharmacist of a good grade to analyze and study the perfume we sell, and after a while, they can imitate it. ”

The Earl sighed, also with a look of regret.

"Instead of being surrounded by cheap imitations at that time, forced to cut prices sharply, and not making much money and annoying the aristocrats who auction sky-high perfumes. It is better to take advantage of this short opportunity to sell more goods at relatively low prices, seize the market, and establish the 'authentic' status of Hilton fragrances. ”

If Hilton's monopoly on perfume production could not be guaranteed, Count Silvio would have done it wisely.

The old steward had no choice but to sigh helplessly.

Immediately, he asked another question: "According to your plan, Patriarch, shouldn't you increase the sales volume, then why do you limit the sale to only 10 bottles?" Don't the nobles who can't buy perfume resent our family? ”

"If you can't buy perfume, they don't come early to wait in line, what do we have to do. I have already done them a great favor by setting the rule that each person can only buy one bottle, so what else do you want? ”

Speaking of this, Count Silvio smiled slyly: "If you still can't buy it like this, you will either slowly wait in line for tomorrow's goods; Or, you'll have to figure it out on your own. ”

The old steward frowned and said, "What else can be done." Did you buy it from someone else? It was not easy to buy a bottle of perfume, and those ladies and ladies should not be so easy to agree to give it away. But what else can be done. Now only our family and the nobles who have just bought it have perfumes, and no matter how much we try to find a way, we can only start from these two aspects. Unless you contact our family privately......"

The old butler who was muttering to himself suddenly had his eyes lit up, his whole body shook suddenly, and his face was happy: "I understand!" I understand! The patriarch is wise! ”

Count Silvio smiled and nodded: "Although you are old, you have a quick mind and a flexible brain, and you are not inferior to a young man at all." ”

The old steward was also full of smiles: "The patriarch has a good reputation. The old man has lived for so many years and seen a lot of changes in the world, but he is still far from being as careful and thoughtful as the patriarch. ”

"Okay, okay, you don't have to mess around, I didn't come up with this idea."

"Who's that? With such an overall view and far-reaching vision, this talented patriarch must find a way to recruit and reuse it. The old steward suggested solemnly.

"Don't bother, this person is already in my Hilton family." The Earl waved his hand and sighed, "It is our genius boy who enshrines you, Mr. Anthony!" ”

"Is it Mr. Anthony?" The old steward was stunned, obviously not expecting this answer. Immediately, he also sighed, "Mr. Anthony is young but has a dual cultivation of magic and martial arts, and has a strong force far beyond his peers, so he can be regarded as a genius." I didn't expect that in addition to martial arts cultivation, he was also so accurate and experienced in business and strategy. ”

"Yes, I'm starting to wonder a little now, what kind of bloodline inheritance comes from to create such a supreme genius."

The old steward said curiously: "Why does the patriarch have this doubt? ”

Count Silvio explained: "The old steward does not practice martial arts, so naturally he does not have a deep understanding of the bloodline inheritance. Although the warriors who awaken the bloodline are extremely rare, there are not many historical records and various wild historical records. But whether the ancestors are strong humans, or non-human races such as elves, dragons or monsters, what is passed on to descendants through bloodline is the use of ** or magical power. knowledge, but not included. ”

"And Mr. Anthony?" The old steward asked.

The Earl spoke eloquently:

"When I first recruited Mr. Anthony, I sent someone to find out more about him. Since he was a child, he has been well-read and intelligent, and has a reputation as a 'little prodigy' in the local area. It's a pity that the higher you climb, the heavier you fall. Since it was discovered that Mr. had no qualifications for cultivating magic and fighting spirit, the name of 'Little Prodigy' was replaced by 'Double Waste Firewood'. ”

But Mr. Anthony was not knocked down by bad luck, but studied and cultivated harder. Perhaps this is how he was self-taught. ”

"However, the magic fighting spirit can come from the awakening of the bloodline, and the business methods and planning can be learned from ancient books. The process of making perfumes is complex and rigorous, and it is definitely not the product of a whim. And I've never heard of anything in history that can make women crazy. ”

"So, I have a bold guess: Mr. Anthony is not a bloodline inheritor, but a god!"

The old steward's body shook: "God's favor? ”

That's right, that's the only plausible explanation. Only a divine favor could have raised a person's martial arts realm so greatly in such a short period of time. It is also possible for the divine to have both strong strength and a huge knowledge system at the same time. ”

"So what does the patriarch think that if Mr. Anthony is really a god, which god will he believe in?" The old steward asked cautiously.

Count Silvio's eyes were blazing: "There are many gods in the world, how can I guess." Besides, if the gods really are involved, how can we mere mortals speculate and talk about this matter? ”

The old steward hurriedly bowed his head and said yes. Beads of sweat were already faintly coming out of the corners of his forehead.

The Earl did not look at him, but turned his head to look out the window, but the serious words continued to drift into the ears of the old steward.

"Since Mr. Anthony said that he is the inheritor of the bloodline, then we should be the inheritor of the bloodline. Sometimes, pretending to be confused is also a very necessary life skill. ”

"You say, isn't that the truth?"