Chapter 413: Opening The First Shop
Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
The carriage with Nami disappeared around the corner of the street. Mestre frowned.
She knew better than anyone else how much Su Wan and Xu Yuan valued the Crimson Moon.
When Su Wan left Canglan City, she had told Mestre to investigate the Crimson Moon. Even Bayion was investigating it. However, no one had any information on them.
Mestre felt that it was very strange that only Nami had been able to find out about the Crimson Moon when no one else could.
“Sister Nami is so secretive. She didn’t even tell me that she found something about the Crimson Moon!” said Bayion.
Xu Yuan and Su Wan had asked her personally to find out about the Crimson Moon. She hadn’t expected Nami to find out about it before anyone else.
Mestre turned to look at Bayion. She was the most respected person in Canglan City. Perhaps Xu Yuan saw the benefit in that…
“Your Highness, I’m going to send a message to Lord Su Wan,” said Mestre.
“Alright. Tell Xu Yuan to come here as fast as he can.”
Bayion had mobilized all her power and influence to find out about the Crimson Moon, but it was all in vain.
Mestre wrote Su Wan a letter. To facilitate communication between the territory and Canglan City, Su Wan had left a hundred Night Devil Bees behind. Since Canglan City didn’t allow troops to enter Canglan City, these bees had been stored outside the city walls in a Space Gate.
Mestre sent her letter and decided to wait till Su Wan got back to her. She didn’t know much about the Crimson Moon, so she couldn’t make any decisions on Su Wan’s behalf.
Bayion told Mestre to inform her immediately once Su Wan replied.
In the wee hours of the morning, the carriages loaded with ice cream entered Canglan City.
Most people preferred traveling at night because it was too hot during the day, so the streets of Canglan City were still bustling with activity.
The carriages carrying the ice creams didn’t return to the Lavender Business Guild. Instead, they headed somewhere else. They headed to the newly rented shop.
The flag embroidered with lavender flowers fluttered in the wind.
The plaque on the shop door read: Lavender Business Guild, Shop No. 1.
Mestre led some Silver Dwarves and several Feathermen to the shop. Everyone was excited about the new product.
The Lavender Business Guild finally had its own product.
“Move the ice cream to the warehouse,” said Mestre.
The shop had a large warehouse at the back. Twenty green creatures moved forward and began unloading the ice creams from the carriages. They then carried them to the warehouse.
“Guild Master, the others only assume that these green-skinned laborers are hot-tempered. However, as long as they have a full meal, these green-skinned laborers are very docile and efficient,” said a Silver Dwarf.
Mestre nodded. The green-skinned creatures were indeed very hardworking. They only cost fifty thousand units of resources.
“Not bad,” said Mestre. “You did well.”
She finally understood why the Silver Dwarves were considered very skilled in anything related to trade and commerce. The dwarves were obsessed with money!
If she hadn’t discovered that the Silver Dwarves were sneakily making money behind her back, she would’ve let them head the Lavender Business Guild. They were talented, but they couldn’t be trusted.
Mestre looked at the Feathermen beside her. “As supervisors, you must check every transaction very carefully. There must be no mistakes.”
“Understood,” said one of the Feathermen solemnly.
The Feathermen glared at the Silver Dwarves in disdain. If it hadn’t been for the Lord’s orders, they wouldn’t ever work with such lowly creatures.
The unloading of the ice creams went on until dawn. Mestre stayed in the shop and didn’t return to the manor.
The sale of the ice creams was the most important thing right now. She wanted to make sure everything went on meticulously.
At ten the next morning, the warehouse was tidied up. The ice creams were neatly placed on the shelves in the shop.
The Silver Dwarves suggested that Mestre could head back to the manor and oversee other things, but Mestre refused.
Everything else could be down slowly, but not this. Mestre wanted to make sure the ice creams sold properly.
“Master, should we open for business?” asked a Silver Dwarf to Mestre.
The Silver Dwarves were excited to make money.
“Let’s begin.” She was nervous and excited.
Mestre was only seventeen years old. This was the biggest responsibility she had been assigned. She wanted to do well.
The Silver Dwarves changed into their uniforms and opened the shop for the day.
The people passed by. The streets were as busy as ever. Mestre stared at the pedestrian anxiously. Not many people stopped at the shop. Some people glanced at the new shop but hurried on their way.
Mestre frowned. “Should we hold some kind of opening ceremony?”
She knew that the ice creams were great, but she needed to attract the people’s attention to the shop somehow..
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