Did the lord get rid of poverty and become rich today?

Petunia's felt stand is on fire.

Those little cute felt animals that look naive and the soft fabric bears that feel great have captured the hearts of most women and children in an instant. Even the elves in the Whispering Forest are also attracted by these palm-sized little things. I stopped looking.

Even though they were called out for a high price of two silver coins for a cute felt animal and three silver coins for a fabric bear, many people were willing to pay for it.

A large part of the income comes from elves who are not short of money.

The elves' bow-making and sword-making craftsmanship is almost comparable to that of the extinct dwarf civilization. The nobles in the south are even proud of wearing elves' swords, and a sword can command a sky-high price.

So these elves are never short of money.

When Joe came to Haishi yawning and stepping on the morning dew, Penny's stall was already crowded.

It was not the elves who bid the highest price, but the small traders from the south.

Their keen business sense told them that if such things were brought back to the south and sold to those wealthy ladies who spend their days idle and like prodigals, how much profit they could make.

But unfortunately, a total of only a hundred small toys were snapped up almost instantly, and these vendors didn't even touch a hair.

So the small merchants waved their money bags and began to shout to sign a contract with Petunia and place purchase orders.

"I'm willing to pay a 20.00% deposit! I need 200 of these bears!"

"Me! I pay 30.00%! I want 400 felt critters!"

"I'm willing to pay 50.00%! I want both, please consider my list first—"

"..."

Seeing this kind of scene for the first time, Petunia looked a little nervous and flustered, but she still smiled modestly and conveyed the words Qiao Yi taught her earlier: "I'm very sorry, due to the small scale of the workshop, it is currently unacceptable. All orders, so the rest of you please come back. We will launch new products in a month, please come back next time..."

Joe stood not far away, very satisfied with Penny's performance.

The fact that the workshop is too small to set up a stall is only one of the reasons, and the more important point is to whet the appetite, or in other words - hunger marketing.

The saying that cuteness is justice is equally applicable here. No one can resist the temptation of cute things. If there is, it is not cute enough.

What's more, as a new thing that has never appeared before, what Qiao Yi, who is temporarily in a monopoly position, needs to do is to seize the high-end market and occupy a dominant position before imitations appear on a large scale.

After all, there is no property rights protection here. If you want to increase the recognition, you have to make the product "expensive".

When those nobles are using things from Storm Neck, who dares to say that the things from Storm Neck are not the best?

When the crowd gradually dispersed, Petunia had been staring at the bulging money bag for a long time.

Of course she knew that these little things could make money, but she didn't know that they could make money like this.

She has never seen so much money since she was a child.

"Lead—Lord Lord!"

Seeing Qiao Yi coming from not far away, the girl hastily opened the pouch of the purse to show Joe, her face flushed with excitement.

"3000 silver coins!"

Except for the 40.00% to be paid to Qiao Yi, the remaining [-] silver coins will be divided equally among the four of them.

For these young girls, this money is tantamount to getting rich overnight.

And Qiao Yi just nodded, looking very calm.

He already knew this amount.

Because there was a line of subtitles floating brightly in front of him:

[Mission progress: 3000/5000]

Qiaoyi plans to use the money in his hands to invest again, to buy some better quality fabrics and make better products.

"Please—please wait—"

Suddenly there was some anxious shouting from behind.

Petunia, who was about to close the stall and leave, turned around, and saw a well-dressed, chunky man running over, stopped in front of the stall, propping his knees on his knees, panting like a cow.

"Wait a minute, please—excuse me, do you still have that kind of bear here?"

The man finally caught his breath and asked.

"Sorry, it's sold out."

Penny apologized.

"...Is that so. It's a pity."

The man sighed, showing a somewhat annoyed expression: "If I had known, I would have come earlier. Hey - I think if this is a gift from Sophia, she will definitely like it."

Petunia smiled, and was about to apologize again, but Joe shook his head slightly at her.

"Sir, who are you going to prepare a gift for?" Joe asked.

"Yes, yes. My youngest daughter, Sophia, is going to have her 12th birthday soon. I think she will like it. The price is not an issue, but unfortunately..."

The man nodded, his eyes sparkled when he talked about his daughter.

"If you need, we can provide exclusive customized services." Qiao Yi showed a harmless smile.

Grain Merchant Sirius.The richest man in Stormland and Sea City.

The big fish is hooked!

……

When the sea market gradually dissipated in the evening and people returned home one after another, almost everyone in the Stormwind Territory knew about how Petunia and sister Susan got rich overnight.

To the surprise of girls and women who know how to do needlework, Penny's fabric workshop is going to open to recruit workers!

Just three days later, those who are willing can bring needles and thread to Petunia's home for an assessment. The monthly salary is tentatively set at 15 silver coins.

This is already a very high salary for the poor and accustomed to the storm.

All of a sudden, the entire storm collar set off a fabric craze again, and women in every household were practicing needlework, hoping that they could be selected for Petunia's workshop.

As for Qiao Yi, this person was walking around in the forest of secret words in a daze.

That's right, our lord, Qiao Yi, was gloriously lost when he entered the mountain to find the entrance to the elf residence.

"...Is it true that you walked like this on the map? Why did you turn around and come back?"

Dean and Roy looked at the parchment map in their hands, rubbed the back of their heads and looked at the familiar road in front of them that they had just traveled.

They also followed Blacksmith Barton and his son to deliver iron ingots more than once. Why did they go to the wrong place this time?

Proud elves don't go to mining and smelting iron, they also need to buy various metal products, even blocks of finished refined iron and silver ingots to take back and forge by themselves.

Although Roy was not as familiar with this road as Barton, he had walked it seven or eight times, but this time he always went around in circles.

Hit the wall?

Joe sat on the root of a big tree and hammered his sore calf.

After walking around the forest for a whole afternoon, it was almost dark.

If they can't find a place anymore, they are afraid that they will die here.

There will be fog in the secret language forest at night, and there will be many nocturnal beasts, and there are even rumors that there will be monsters in the forest at night.

Seeing that the sun was about to set, a thin mist had begun to emerge in the forest, but now they couldn't even find their way back to the manor.

As soon as Joe climbed up the tree, he stepped on the thick branches and looked into the distance, hoping to see something.

But the green of cistanche and the layers of tree crowns are everywhere, and nothing can be seen.

"Are you really going to spend the night in the woods?"

"Hi—is anyone—"

Dean cupped his hands to his mouth and shouted to the sky.

"Anyone - we're lost - can someone show us out?"

flutter

The sound startled a large group of birds in the forest, and then reverberated for a long time.

"Roar--"

Then came the echo of an unknown beast deep in the forest.

"..."

Dean shrank his neck and closed his mouth, not daring to say anything.

As the night gradually deepened and the temperature dropped slowly, Qiao Yi didn't dare to run around anymore.

At least now this location is marked on the map, and they are fairly familiar with it.If you bump into a place you haven't been to, it will be really cool.

So in the gradually darkening forest, the three of them huddled under the big tree and lit a small fire.

As soon as Joe took out a greased paper bag, the three of them began to cook by the fire while sharing the leftover potato chips at noon.

The night sky here is beautiful.

The stars all over the sky converged into a bright band of light across the sky, so clear that it seemed to be within reach.

Joe was biting a potato chip, leaning against the tree trunk with his hands behind his head, staring at the Milky Way in the night with his head empty.

The night in early spring is already very cold, let alone in the forest.

A gust of night wind blew past, and Qiao Yi couldn't help shivering, and hurriedly shrank himself into a ball, and moved to the side of the fire.

"If we don't go back so late, Grandpa Gener will be worried."

Roy poked the orange-red flame with a twig and sighed.

"Hopefully nothing weird will come across tonight."

Dean looked at the dark surroundings, shrunk his shoulders, and looked more and more at the images of the trees blown by the forest wind as ghosts with teeth and claws.

Joe squeezed the potato sticks in his mouth, and patted the back of Dean's head: "There are no ghosts in this world, we all scare ourselves. What we should worry about are nocturnal beasts. But don't worry too much, this There are usually many people coming and going on this road, and wild animals generally don't come to this place."

As the voice fell, a cool night wind blew by, the leaves rustled, and the voice of a night owl suddenly echoed in the empty night.

Joe One: ...

"Oh, it's windy, and there are birds. It's not normal that there are no birds in the forest."

"Crack,"

"Crack,"

"Crack,"

Suddenly there were footsteps slowly approaching in the distance, and the sound of cracking dry leaves was especially obvious in the silent night.

Joe One: ...

... I still don't want to talk.

The three of them stiffened, held their breath, and stared closely at the direction of the footsteps.

"Gudong-"

Dean swallowed a mouthful of air, his voice trembling:

"……Who?"

There was no answer, only the sound of approaching footsteps.

"Cha, cha, cha..."

20 m.

ten meters.

The three of them were almost huddled together, staring nervously at the black bushes swaying in the wind.

Qiao Yi even heard his own pounding heartbeat.

"Crack."

The footsteps stopped in the bushes not far in front of them.

Qiao Yi's heart also rose to his throat.

He kind of regretted why he didn't bring the sword.

"Whoa-"

The bushes were pushed aside.

"Mom—"

With a scream, Dean covered his eyes and plunged into Roy's arms, trembling.

"What are you doing here?"

The clear voice like mountain spring water resounded abruptly in the darkness.

Joe raised his head and looked at the person coming: "... Lancaster?"

In the darkness, a figure slowly emerged, and then walked to the side of the fire.

Blonde hair with pointed ears and a longbow on his back.

But it wasn't Lancaster.

Joe twitched the corner of his mouth, and pulled the shameful Dean out of Roy's arms: "We... lost our way..."

"?"

Looking at the surrounding environment, the elf tilted his head, as if he was a little puzzled as to how this group of people could get lost in such a place.

Obviously, if you walk two kilometers further, you will see the boundary marker of the elves' residence.

"What are you doing here?" Lancaster put down his bow and arrow, put the two hares aside, and sat down on the other side of the fire.

"Looking for you."

"what's up."

"I want to buy some wheat from you." Qiao Yi said and handed over the bag of potato chips in his hand.

Lancaster looked at the oiled paper package handed over, hesitated for a moment, and squeezed out one: "Okay."

He put the potato chips into his mouth, stood up and picked up his prey and bow and arrow: "How much do you want?"

"Forty pounds is enough."

"Wait for me here."

Lancaster left, and the air was quiet again, but there was no tense atmosphere before.

The three of them visibly relaxed, warmed up by the fire, and quietly waited for the elves to return.

Fortunately, the elves didn't keep them waiting too long.

But after a while, Lancaster reappeared in the sight of several people.

The difference was that he carried a big grain bag in his hand.

"I'll take you out."

Said the elf standing in the shadows of night.

The way back was unexpectedly smooth.

There is no ghost hitting the wall again, and no wild beast haunts.

Until he approached the edge of the forest, Qiao Yi suddenly noticed the glowing fire not far away, and the faint shouts.

"My lord—"

"My lord, where are you—"

"Master—Dean—Roy—"

It is his subjects.

"Just stop here. Thank you."

As soon as Joe turned, Roy took the grain bag from the elf.

Dean had already started shouting in the direction of the flames, "Grandpa Garner—Aunt Kate—here we are!!"

A gust of night wind blows.

Qiao Yi, who was dressed a little thinly, sneezed.

"Let's go. Be careful on your way."

"Wait a moment."

Qiao, who turned around and raised his foot to leave, turned his head: "?"

But Lancaster took off his cloak from his body and put it on Qiao Yi.

In an instant, the warm breath with the fragrance of grass and trees enveloped Qiao Yi, and the cold night wind was also isolated.

"Pay me back next time."

The elf left a word, turned around and disappeared into the night.

Qiao pinched the neckline of his cloak, staring at the dark forest for a moment.

"Master—"

Old Garner's voice came from behind.

"I'm here."

Joe responded, turned and left.

At the same time, in the depths of the forest, the embers of the fire that had just been extinguished and were still warm were flickering.

On the rough trunk of the old tree beside the fire, a human face slowly emerged.

A twig was reaching down, picking at the ashes, and out of the ashes pulled the parchment bag with the potato chips in it.

There was one left in it.

The thin branches poked up the potato sticks and put them into his mouth: "I've already smelled the smell, and they've been sleepy for a long time, so I'm finally able to eat them."