"Bang," said Marquis Sim, slapping his palm on the gold-rimmed armrest, the sheepskin that wrapped around the armrest cracked and the animal feathers that filled it flew out.

Luna was intimidated by the majesty of the patriarch and quickly explained, "He said that if business does not improve for three months, he will compensate me for all my losses. ”

"He said he would compensate you, and you believed it?" interjected the Marquis of Samour.

Luna didn't answer him, and couldn't answer him.

Sim suddenly chuckled, laughing louder and louder, and then suddenly stopped: "My brother actually gave birth to such an idiot as you!"

Luna lowered her head, her hands at her side trembling with anger from the humiliation.

"Where's that outlander?"

"I heard that it was a small estate in the southern suburbs. Marquis Sam bowed his head.

"It's my own business! I can afford the loss!" Luna was already stubborn, and she was stimulated and became tough.

"Your own business?The Princh family has deceived a foreigner, is this kind of news going out, is it your business alone?" Although his own family is only a branch of the Princh family, Sim has always claimed this to the outside world.

"It's not time to jump to conclusions!" said Luna, not to be outdone.

"Sha Mu has already told me, you have a backlog of thousands of unsalable potions, such expensive potions, so many potions are produced at once, where did you get so much money, you mortgaged the Potions Garden, right? Isn't it mortgaged to that stranger?!"

"Not what you think, the potion isn't expensive!" Luna explained aloud.

"It's not expensive? The potion that Master Sharoman admires, you say the cost is not expensive, the cost is not expensive, you sell it so expensive, you can't even make up lies!"

"Those potions are just ......," Luna paused. She knew that once she told the secret. That's a real failure.

"Just what?"

......

As the atmosphere became more and more tense, the brief silence was broken by a soft knock on the door.

"Come in. Marquis Sim's voice was still cold.

The door slowly opened. A little girl of seventeen or eighteen years old appeared timidly at the door.

"Miss, I, I, they are in too much of a hurry, they must find you. It was Luna's maid who spoke.

"What's the matter?" Marquis Sim didn't give Luna a chance to speak at all.

"The Princh family is looking for Miss. ”

"What's your name, let him come to me!"

The maid's face was a little embarrassed, and Nono said, "Yes, it's that Princh ......"

She was just halfway through her sentence when a man's hearty laughter suddenly came to mind outside the door.

"I say, who is so imposing. It turned out to be Sim, I haven't seen you for a long time. A middle-aged man with an obvious figure, dressed in a wide dark green silk robe, strode into the hall.

When Marquis Sim saw someone coming, he immediately stood up, and his face instantly changed to a flattering expression, "Lord Munch!

"I'm a businessman, so of course I'm here to talk about business. Munch has a round face that can make people feel good at a glance, and he smiles kindly.

"Lord Munch. What kind of business is there here that you can do in person......" Sim's waist hasn't straightened since Munch came along.

"I'm coming in person?haha, Sim, you're so polite. What am I? Patriarch Manuda instructed me to come. Who's Miss Luna?"

Manuda, the patriarch of the Princh family, personally instructed Munch, one of the family's six stewards, to come to Luna? Sim felt that he must have misheard.

"I'm Luna......" Luna was equally stunned.

"Miss Luna. We've received word that there are two miracle potions from Persson College. Looking for a dropshipper?"

"Dropshippers? Oh, yes, yes. It's looking for a dropshipper. ”

"Haha, then you see, how about the Princh family selling these two products?"

Sim finally knew what Munch was here for, and it turned out that he was here for his niece's business. But he still couldn't figure out how such a small business could have Meng Ke personally come to talk about.

Doubts are doubts, of course he will not let go of this kind of opportunity, "Of course it is good! It is best to have the Princh family sell it on behalf of the family! Everyone is originally relatives!"

Monk glanced at him and asked, "I heard that Miss Luna was in charge of this before I came, is there a mistake?"

"Haha, Master Munch, Luna is my niece......" Sim implied that he could call the shots.

Luna was young after all, and was a little at a loss by the sudden big patron, and only then did she come to her senses, and said hesitantly: "Lord Munch, if you underwrite, the price must be linked to the number of underwriting...... This is what Donner has taken care of, and he said that if you don't talk about the quantity, the underwriting is meaningless.

Hearing that his niece actually dared to negotiate terms with Munch, Sim immediately glanced at her fiercely, and before he could take his eyes back, Munch had already replied with a smile:

"Of course, how much stock do you have now?"

"There are about five thousand of the two magic potions, half and half. Magic Elixir ......"

"We don't want magic potions, two magic potions, I can take them all today, and this amount will be this amount every month in the future, and the price will be eighty percent of the price you announced, how about it?"

Luna was ecstatic, the price was six to seventy percent higher than Donner's estimate, and as soon as the shipment was sold, she not only fully recovered all the costs, including the house agreement, but also made a lot of money.

What neither she nor Donner expected was that because those medicinal herb merchants picked up too few goods, the price of the first batch of potions had already been speculated five or six times higher in the market, and even if Munch picked up the goods at the market price, as long as he controlled the speed at which the potions flowed into the market, he could still make huge profits.

Sim and Samuel were both shocked by Munch's words, five thousand expensive potions could be taken away on the same day, and the total price of these potions was much higher than the annual harvest of the two of them in the Potions Garden-they didn't know that there was also a profit of seventy or eighty percent in this price.

Luna was about to say yes when someone walked in the door.

"Munch, I'm in such a hurry, and you're still in front!"

This time it was a lean middle-aged man, dressed in a dark-patterned cyan robe that was even more ornate than Munch, and the cuffs of the robe were embroidered with the star coat of arms, which was the emblem of the Medici family.

"Puyok, you're late, business is over. Munch's warm smile was tinged with a hint of pride.

"Haha, how can the business be negotiated. The middle-aged man in the green robe laughed loudly, "Are you Miss Luna?"

"It's me, Mr. Pujok, that we're done. Luna looked embarrassed.

Sim didn't know who came, but he had already seen the Medici family logo on his sleeve, and he was speechless under the successive stimulus.

"Miss Luna, can I know the outcome of your discussion?"

"Five thousand magic potions per month, the market price is eighty percent. Luna replied truthfully.

"5,000 a month? Pujock confirmed the number to Munch, who nodded and replied, "Yes, five thousand per month!" (To be continued.) )