Marketing (Repair)

In the early days of opening, publicity is definitely necessary. Even good wine needs to be promoted in a remote alley. Without publicity, no one will go into the remote alley to look for wine to drink.

When Elena opened the Miaoquyuan Restaurant, she also took a step ahead and allowed guests to taste new dishes for free at the opening banquet. She also did a small-scale publicity and promotion to spread the restaurant's reputation among potential customers.

Even earlier, at the funeral banquet, she let Earl of Barnett and several viscounts taste the new dishes. Only after receiving good customer feedback did she have the confidence to open the Miaoquyuan Restaurant.

Now that she wants to open a magic potion shop, Elena does the same thing: publicity comes first.

Elena carefully selected a festival, the birthday celebration of the Earth Goddess.

There are three major churches on this continent: the Church of the Lord of Light, the Church of the Radiance of Life, and the Church of the Serenity of Night. Each of the three churches has its own ruling area and its own system of gods.

The three major churches are all polytheistic religions, with one main god and several subordinate gods and secondary gods.

The Earth Goddess is the servant god of the Church of the Radiance of Life.

The Earth Goddess is in charge of planting and harvest and is a deity that all farmers devoutly believe in.

Her birthday falls in the spring, right after tax month.

In fact, according to Elena, the outsider's selfish guess, the most important reason why the Earth Goddess's birthday celebration is arranged at this time, after the spring tax month, is that the tax month is the harvest month. After harvesting crops and paying taxes, every household will have some surplus food and savings. Therefore, if the Earth Goddess's birthday celebration is held at this time, farmers will have more energy and money to dedicate to the Earth Goddess to express their gratitude for the harvest.

Well, she also sincerely felt that this was a good time to spend money.

So Elena also sponsored the Church of the Radiance of Life to celebrate this year's birthday celebration of the Earth Goddess.

Of course, the apparent reason for the funding was quite legitimate. This was the first festival celebration after she succeeded the lord, a celebration not only for the goddess of the earth, but also for herself.

The golden coins were invested, and the church and priests of the Church of the Radiance of Life in the town of Fussen were greatly encouraged. They replaced the new purchase order with great enthusiasm and began to prepare in a lively manner.

On the day of the birthday celebration, the town of Fussen was plunged into a sea of ​​joy. The townspeople put on their brightest and neatest clothes and took to the streets to participate in the float parade of the statue of the god. Even the farmers who were busy in the fields all day rushed to Fussen and to the church of the Church of the Radiance of Life to line up to receive seeds blessed by the priests.

Elena did not make her presence felt at the celebration of the Earth Goddess, but instead held a ball at the Viscount's Mansion, inviting all the barons, small landowners, and wealthy businessmen in her territory to join in the fun.

There was singing and laughter outside the castle, and singing and dancing inside the castle.

Elena, wearing a long dress with bright colors and elegant patterns, led the female group and danced a cheerful circle dance with the gentleman group opposite.

"Ms. Viscount Field, your dress is so unique, pure and elegant. Today you look like a lily in the wind, fresh and beautiful." The baron who danced with Elena complimented her.

Elena smiled modestly and said, "Thank you."

The music reached a turning point, the formation changed, there was an interlacing, the dance partners exchanged, and Elena's dance partner was replaced by another baron.

"Ms. Viscount Field, the pattern on your dress is very unique. Flowers are painted directly on the dress. Only you, Viscount Field, can think of such ingenuity." The baron praised.

Elena smiled faintly: "Thank you, but the flowers are not painted, but embroidered. They are embroidered bit by bit with needle and thread. It takes much more time and manpower than stringing pearls or sewing lace."

The man exclaimed, "So that's how it is. Only a noble lady like you, Miss Viscount, deserves such an exquisite dress."

It was time for the formation to change again, and Elena changed her dance partner again, this time to a small wealthy businessman.

"Ms. Viscount Field, your dress is so exquisite and elegant. I have never seen such a design before. I wonder which master created it?" the wealthy businessman asked in amazement.

Elena still smiled reservedly: "I designed it myself. I don't want to wear the same thing as others."

"My God, Miss Viscount, you are so smart. Only a noble like you with a profound background and who is young and lively can come up with such an idea. I dare say that even in the royal capital, there will never be such an exquisite dress." The small wealthy businessman flattered her.

After the dance, Elena didn't know how many compliments and flatteries she heard. When the music stopped and everyone took a break, Elena almost really believed that she was clever and intelligent and had a kind heart.

But after she drank a glass of juice and calmed down, the corners of her lips, which had been raised high, finally dropped a little.

What kind of clever idea is that? To put it bluntly, it’s just because we have no money.

Because she had no money, she was reluctant to spend a lot of money to make a dress that she could only wear once.

Because she had no money, she had to choose to save money. She gave up the complicated lace skirt and used only one layer instead of three layers of lace. She also reduced the number of pearls and only used a few for embellishment.

However, after doing this subtraction, there were large blank spaces on the dress. In the aesthetic trend of the Caropetto Empire that advocated gorgeousness, complexity and tediousness, such a dress was too shabby. In order not to appear shabby, Elena had no choice but to use embroidery to fill the blank spaces.

However, even if she had an idea, Elena still had to make a lot of effort to produce the finished product.

Not only did she design the pattern herself, she even did the work herself.

Although the tailors and weavers in the Viscount's Mansion had embroidery skills, their hand speed was limited, and they simply did not have time to embroider the entire dress in just a few days. In order to save time, Elena had to do it herself and used forging skills to make a magical item, a sewing machine. Although it was only of low quality, it was sufficient.

Thinking of her hard work in the past few days, Elena's pair of beautiful blue eyes like a lake swept gently over the gorgeous dresses of the noble ladies present, and her heart twitched slightly.

Oh, so beautiful, so gorgeous, so rococo, she wants it too.

The dance was gradually coming to an end. Seeing that the time was almost up, Elena walked up to the stage and clapped her hands.

Everyone present stopped talking, fell silent, faced the stage, and saluted Viscountess Field.

Elena looked at the crowd in the audience and said softly, "Everyone, today is the birthday of the Earth Goddess. It is a day of harvest and a day of gratitude. Let us express our gratitude to the Goddess together."

Led by Elena, everyone thanked the Earth Goddess in unison.

Elena continued, "Today is also my first celebration as Viscount Field's successor, and also the first ball I've hosted. Thank you for coming."

Everyone thanked the Viscountess in unison.

Elena turned around and signaled the old butler, who came up on stage holding a large tray. On the tray were several special bottles of magic potions. The transparent glass bottles were engraved with magic patterns to keep the medicinal properties stable. Half a bottle of red liquid could be seen in the bottles.

Under everyone's curious gaze, Elena casually picked up a bottle and said, "This is a recovery potion I made myself. I'm giving it to you as a gift. Everyone here can get a bottle. I hope you like it."

Everyone was surprised at first. Giving away so many bottles at once was quite extravagant even if it was made by Viscountess Field herself.

Then everyone thought, could Viscount Fields make potions? Didn't she just graduate from elementary school? Would the potions she made be up to standard?

However, the experienced crowd immediately returned to their social state, applauded politely, and loudly thanked the Viscountess for her generous gift.

The ball ended and the guests left one after another in carriages.

After the commotion, the Viscount's Mansion returned to its tranquility and dignity.

Elena was alone in the garden, admiring the flowers and daydreaming.

"Do you think this will work?" a voice came from behind.

Elena snapped back to her senses. She pinched the bridge of her nose and said, "Can you please stop appearing from behind me all the time? Aren't you a knight? Can you be more open and aboveboard? Why do you have to act like an assassin?"

Leonard walked in front of Elena and appeared completely in her field of vision: "Sorry, I'm used to it. I won't do it again next time."

"You always say that." Elena muttered and looked up, and was instantly blinded by the bright sunlight above Leonard's head. At this moment, Leonard was completely black, but the sunlight above his head was particularly bright.

Elena closed her eyes and covered them.

"I was worried about this happening, so I didn't stand in front of you. You were facing the sun." Leonard said lightly.

"You don't have to stand so straight." Elena felt upset. He was standing so straight just waiting for this moment.

Right? Right!

"Women are such a hassle." Leonard muttered, even with a hint of helplessness in his tone.

Elena was even more upset. Who was the trouble?

Elena was sulking with anger.

Leonard waited for a long time but Elena didn't speak, so he could only ask the question again: "Do you think this will work?"

Elena really wanted to roll her eyes at him, but considering Leonard's identity and her own image, she could only close her eyes tightly and choose to turn a blind eye.

"Of course it works. As long as they use my recovery agent, they will know that my recovery agent is of excellent quality."

Leonard questioned: "But what you made is just a low-grade recovery potion."

"It's a recovery potion that's just a hair's breadth away from being a mid-grade potion," Elena corrected Leonard. "It's not mid-grade simply because of a shortage of raw materials. I've already achieved the best and most perfect quality among the lower grades."

Leonard was still a little worried: "What if they don't use it? What if they don't trust your pharmaceutical skills?"

"Someone will always need it." Elena didn't worry about this at all. "I gave away so many bottles, someone will always need them. Even if they don't need them today or tomorrow, they will need them one day."

Before Leonard could ask again, Elena said, "At least someone will use the recovery potion before it expires."

Leonard was speechless.

Elena smiled smugly. How could no one use the free trial? How could it be possible?

Even if the barons don't use the medicine because they are worried that it won't be effective, won't the small wealthy businessmen use it?

Although the low-grade recovery agent is a basic magic potion, it is also a bit expensive. If you don't take advantage of a good deal, you are a fool. She believes that this truth must be true even in this world.

Her restoratives are sure to amaze them.

Her potion business will surely flourish.

She firmly believes it.

Golden sunlight shines down from the clouds and falls on the lush green mountains and forests.

There was a commotion in the forest, startling a few birds. When the forest quieted down again, several tall and handsome horses carrying people ran out of the forest.

These people were carrying bows and quivers, and there were a few prey hanging on their horses' backs. It was obvious that they were here to hunt, and they had a good harvest.

The leader was a young man with a cheerful smile on his young face. He shouted and blew the whistle, leading the team back to the distant manor.

After entering the manor gate, people kept bowing to the young man along the way. The young man rode straight to the main building, dismounted, handed the reins of his beloved horse to the servant, picked up the prey on the horse's back and walked in.

The manor's steward came forward and said, "Master Baker, welcome back."

Baker raised the prey in his hand and said, "Look, I'm lucky today. I got three fang-toothed rabbits."

The butler smiled and reached out to take it: "Young Master's archery skills are getting better and better."

Baker raised his chin and pointed upstairs: "Are father and mother back yet?"

"The master and his wife have just returned and are having afternoon tea in the flower hall," said the butler.

Baker brought the prey back and said, "I'll take it to show my parents."

Walking along, Baker arrived at the flower hall, where Baron Rogge was talking with his wife about today's ball.

"Father, Mother, look at the prey I hunted." Baker held the prey in front of him with a little show-off.

Baron Roger nodded: "Not bad."

The Baroness covered her nose with a fan and said, "Alright, take it away. The smell is too strong."

Baker handed the prey to the servant beside him, then walked to the basin of water and washed his hands.

"Mom and Dad, was today's dance fun?" Baker asked while washing.

Baron Roger commented: "It was quite standard, without any mistakes. At the end of the ball, the Viscountess even gave each of us a gift, which was quite thoughtful."

Baker was curious: "What gift?"

The Baroness smiled and pointed at the two bottles of potion on the coffee table with her fan: "This is it, the restorative potion."

Baker wiped his hands and walked over, picking up one of the bottles. "Hey, why isn't there a store name on it?"

The Baroness said, "The Viscountess made it herself."

"The Viscountess made it herself?" Baker was surprised. "The Viscountess can already make her own restorative potion? Isn't she only 15? She just graduated from elementary school?"

Baron Rogge nodded.

Baker couldn't help but feel a little envious: "Miss Viscount is so talented."

As he lowered his gaze to the potion bottle, Baker said, "Giving you a restorative potion is really generous."

The Baroness nodded. "Yes, with so many people at the ball, a bottle for each person is truly a lavish gesture. I've heard that the Viscountess's restaurant in Port Bouk is doing a booming business and making a lot of money. It turns out to be true."

Baron Roger smiled and said, "The restaurant isn't the most profitable business. The spices and sauces are. I heard that the big merchants in Booker Harbor have already sold Miss Viscount's spices and sauces to the capital."

The Baroness exclaimed softly, "They've all been sold to the capital?"

"Yes, I heard that the largest shipping company in Booker Harbor is also selling spices and sauces to neighboring countries." Baron Rogge showed off his well-informedness.

The Baroness exclaimed even louder: "How much money does this make? Oh my God."

With a gulp.

Baron Rogge and the Baroness both looked towards the source of the sound.

Baker still kept his head tilted back. Seeing his parents looking at him, he quickly put on a flattering smile and said, "I'll just have one bottle. I'm a little tired from hunting."

The Baroness immediately stood up and grabbed the bottle. She looked at it again and again to make sure it was completely empty. She turned around and slapped her son with a fan: "Are you so anxious? If you want to drink, you can ask the servant to get it..."

"Why?" Baker didn't understand, and was even a little unhappy. "Isn't it right here? Can't I drink the recovery potion made by the Viscountess? Do I have to keep it as a treasure? But I only drank one bottle, so I still have one to keep."

The Baroness was furious: "Is this a collection issue? I'm just worried you might have problems drinking it."

Baker touched his mouth: "Should it be, right?"

Baron Roger came over and touched his son's forehead. He then asked him to open his mouth and checked his tongue and throat. "Does your mouth hurt? Does your tongue hurt? Does your throat hurt?"

Baker felt it carefully and said, "It doesn't hurt."

After saying that, Baker's expression changed, becoming cheesy: "Not only does it not hurt, it tastes really good."

The baroness was so angry that she slapped her son with the fan again.

Baker comforted his mother with a smile, but after a while, Baker's expression changed again.

"What's wrong? Baker, are you feeling unwell?" The Baroness immediately became nervous.

Baron Roger also stared at his son's face.

Baker sat for a while with a frown on his face, then stood up and stretched his arms and legs. Finally, under the Baroness's repeated questioning, he said seriously, "I feel very comfortable. I'm not tired at all. I even feel very strong."

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Baron Roger and the Baroness looked at each other.

"Are you really feeling comfortable?" asked Baron Rogge.

Baker nodded: "It feels very comfortable, even better than the recovery potion I drank before from the Lucky Flower Pharmacy." The Lucky Flower Pharmacy is a national chain of magic potion stores, more famous than the Cornflower Pharmacy in Fussen Town, and its prices are also more expensive.

"Really?" Baron Rogge's expression became more serious. He picked up another bottle of recovery agent on the table, opened the cork, carefully poured a spoonful of liquid medicine, and drank it with his head tilted back.

No feeling.

Baker looked at his father's cautious look and couldn't help but touch his nose: "Dad, I think you should just drink the whole bottle. It's only a little bit, so you won't feel anything."

Baron Rogge gave him a sidelong glance, but ultimately didn't drink.

A day later, Baker was still full of energy.

Another day passed, and Baker was still full of energy and even went hunting again.

On the third day, Baron Rogge decisively took Baker and rode to the Viscount's Mansion.

In the Viscount's Mansion, Elena and Baron Rogge were having a friendly and cordial exchange.

After chatting for a long time, the topic finally turned to the main topic.

"Miss Viscount, your recovery potion is really effective. Baker drank your recovery potion and praised its effect very much. He said it is better than the recovery potion in Lucky Flower Pharmacy." Baron Rogge said with a smile.

Elena smiled happily and nodded to Beck: "Thank you for the compliment."

Baker bowed his head humbly: "Thank you for your gift."

Baron Roger continued, "I've come here this time, firstly to give you feedback on the effects of the recovery potion, and secondly, to ask you, shamelessly, if you're interested in producing a recovery potion?"

Elena was surprised, with a look of innocent doubt on her face: "Is my recovery potion really that good? Do you think I can sell it? Will anyone buy it?"

Baron Roger looked at Elena with an open gaze and spoke sincerely, "Yes, your recovery potion is truly excellent. It's even more effective than the recovery potion sold at the national chain Lucky Flower Pharmacy. Recovery potion is the most commonly used potion, a must-have for every family and an indispensable medicine for everyone. The market demand is enormous. Viscountess, I have a bold request."

Elena tilted her head slightly and looked at him: "Please speak."

Baron Roger carefully observed the Viscountess's expression and said, "If you are interested in producing and selling it, can I serve you and help you with the sales and shipment?"

Elena's expression changed.

Baron Roger quickly explained, "I mean no disrespect. I simply feel that your potion, Miss, is so well-made that it can bring health to more people and hope to more families. It shouldn't be given to just a few of us. That's why I had this inappropriate thought."

Elena was amazed at what Baron Rogge said. He clearly wanted to make money together, but he acted so humbly. He kept flattering the lord and didn't dare to mention his own desire to make money.

The subjects of this world are truly respectful to their lords.

It's great to be a lord.

Elena was very comfortable with the flattery. She said, "I haven't thought about that yet."

Baron Rogge bowed his head respectfully and dared not speak.

Elena paused for a moment, looking hesitant. "Let's wait and see if anyone else thinks my potion is good. To be honest, I don't have much confidence. Roger, you're the first person to come to me and tell me that my recovery potion is very effective."

Baron Roger quickly said, "It's my honor."

After a conversation, Baron Rogge and Baker said goodbye and left. Before leaving, Elena gave them two more recovery potions.

Baron Rogge thanked him repeatedly.

Baron Rogge's visit was just the beginning. In the following days, nobles and wealthy businessmen came to ask for a meeting. In addition to expressing their gratitude to the Viscountess in person and stating that the recovery agent was very effective, they also expressed the same intention as Baron Rogge, that is, they wanted to join Elena's business and sell it on her behalf.

Elena was very happy.

She replied uniformly that she would think about it.

After three days of "careful consideration", Elena announced that since there were too many people wanting to buy recovery potions, she decided to open a magic potion shop and sell it to everyone, regardless of identity or status. Anyone who wanted to buy potions could come to the pharmacy and pay for the potions.

Elena also emphasized that those who want to buy can place an order now, and when the magic potion shop officially opens, customers can go directly to the potion shop to pick up the goods with the order.

As soon as the news came out, the nobles and wealthy businessmen in the territory went crazy and rushed to the Viscount's Mansion like a tide. They signed orders with the old butler who signed the orders on their behalf and took out bags of gold coins. At this moment, everyone they saw was a competitor. They only regretted that they did not have enough gold coins on them and could not place a bigger order.

Although I can't become the Viscountess's regular seller of spices and sauces like those big trading companies and make a fortune, but as a second best option, becoming a middleman who resells the goods is not bad either.

It’s good to be able to make money, but it’s better to make money first.

Elena easily earned a lot of gold coins without doing anything, which gave her more start-up capital for opening a store.

With demand, market and liquidity, the magic potion shop opened quickly.