Scroll Shop Opening
"The exam is finally over!" Elena excitedly threw up the test papers on the table.
Flowers were scattered from heaven, floating down slowly, and Elena happily spun in circles in the "flower rain".
So excited, so excited, she finally finished all the exams for more than 30 courses.
She finally made it.
Elena almost shed precious tears. For a poor student who hates studying, there is nothing more annoying than attending classes and taking exams, even if she has a cheat that allows her to have a photographic memory.
"I haven't left yet." Leopold's cold voice came, "Be restrained."
Elena quickly stopped spinning and smiled ingratiatingly: "Teacher, I was wrong."
Leopold rolled his eyes at her, snorted arrogantly, and packed up his things: "I'm leaving."
Elena bids him farewell.
After taking two steps, Leopold stopped just as he reached the classroom door.
Elena's heart suddenly began to tighten. Could it be that she was going to be notified of any new classes?
Didn’t she complete both her bachelor’s and master’s degrees?
She doesn't want to pursue a PhD anymore.
Leopold turned around and looked at her coldly: "When will our store open?"
Oh, that's it, Elena felt relieved instantly.
Elena smiled sweetly, "The opening is scheduled for five days from now. I will make more magic scrolls during these five days."
Leopold hummed, "Are you ready for the opening ceremony?"
"Yes, yes." Elena nodded repeatedly. "Pair it with the magic potion and sell it as a grand opening gift package. The price will be cheaper. I'm sure those caravans will rush to buy it."
Leopold was satisfied and this time he really left.
Elena spent a comfortable night and started making magic scrolls the next day.
Speaking of which, this magic scroll shop is the one that Elena has spent the longest time preparing. If classes and exams hadn't taken up more than half of her time, this shop would have been opened long ago.
Sure enough, attending classes is the enemy of entrepreneurship.
Elena, a child who hates studying, thought so.
Five days later, the "Good Luck" magic scroll shop opened. Yes, the name of this shop is "Good Luck". This is a good name given by Leopold himself. He felt that this name would definitely take the business to the next level.
Unlike the previous stores, the Good Luck Magic Scroll Shop didn't do any pre-marketing for its opening. This was because its customer base overlapped significantly with that of the Wind Bell Orchid Magic Potion Shop, so no separate marketing was needed. The only thing needed to do was to leak the news of the opening through the pharmacy's manager, Jerry...
As expected, the old customers of the Wind Bell Orchid Magic Potion Shop heard the news and rushed to the new front line of the battlefield to seize the bridgehead. On the first day of opening, they almost emptied the warehouse of the magic scroll shop.
"Give me 200 gift packs!" An old customer stuffed a large bag of money into the counter. One gift pack contained 6 scrolls and 3 potions, and the total amount of 200 packs was not a small amount.
"Okay, I'll give you the invoice." The store manager took the money and handed it directly to the clerk standing on his left. The clerk was responsible for counting the money, while he issued the invoice and stamped it so that the warehouse could prepare the goods based on the invoice.
"Give me 500 gift packs!" Another old customer came with two bags of money and stuffed them towards the counter. After doing so, he gave the previous customer a disdainful look and said, "Trash, only 200 sets."
"I'm sorry, the opening gift packages are sold in limited quantities. Each person can only get a maximum of 200 sets." The store manager refused with a smile.
"Hahahahahaha." The old customer laughed unabashedly and then punched his opponent. "Do you think you're the only one with money? Idiot."
The old customer was furious after being called an idiot, but he knew that now was not the time to be angry. There were so many people waiting to grab the gift packs behind him. He immediately shouted to the store manager: "Give me 200 gift packs."
Damn it, I’ll argue with this bastard after we get out.
The store manager took the money and handed it to the clerk standing on his right. There was a clerk on each side of him who was responsible for counting the money. "Okay, I'll give you the bill now."
Customers came one after another, each asking for 200 sets of gift lists. The store manager wrote out the lists one after another, and soon the list book was torn up.
The store manager raised the invoice booklet, which only had the cover and back cover left. "I'm sorry, everyone, our store's opening gift packs have sold out."
!!!
Sold out?
The opening gift package is gone?
"I've been waiting in line for more than an hour!" The person who had already taken his place wailed in pain.
The second, third, and fourth people behind him also wailed, unwilling to accept reality.
"Sorry, we're really out of stock." The store manager shook his head apologetically.
The first customer in line tried to reason with the store manager, saying that they had a long-term relationship and a good reputation so he could give him some face. He also said that he would be fined if he couldn't buy the gift package. He also tried to slip money into the store manager's pocket and asked him to put together a few gift packages for the opening ceremony.
The store manager could only helplessly point upstairs and say, "Miss Viscount is upstairs."
Customers: ...I hate it! I can’t even give you money!
"Can I make a reservation in advance? Are there any discounts?" The second customer in line thought quickly and immediately thought of the discount offered by the Wind Lily Pharmacy when it opened. At that time, the first wave of openings were sold out, and then the second wave of advance reservations were opened. Those who made reservations in advance could still enjoy the opening discounts.
The store manager had not received such a notice. He shook his head in embarrassment: "I'm sorry, I don't know. The Viscountess didn't say..." His voice stopped abruptly.
Then he looked up at the building and bowed again: "I will obey your will."
The customers all looked at the store manager eagerly.
The store manager finished his greeting and looked at the customers with a smile: "The Viscountess just told me that you can pre-order the second batch of gift packages in advance. However, they are also limited to 200 sets."
Wow! Customers excitedly rushed to the counter.
"I want to order 200 sets."
"Me too, 200 sets!"
"Me too, me too."
The customers behind were pushing their cars forward anxiously. They also wanted to report the store name and pay a deposit, for fear that if they were too late, they would miss out on the second wave of gift packs.
Leopold, who was upstairs, looked at the bustling business below, where people were competing with each other and it was a wonderful scene of booming business. He took a deep breath.
This is the breath of success.
Cool!
Elena and Leonard drank tea and ate snacks by themselves. They had seen this scene too many times and were no longer surprised.
Generally speaking, the first day of opening is the busiest, and this bustle lasts for a whole day. Apart from Leopold being overly excited and indulging in the "false success" of making a fortune in his first business, Elena and Leonard did not want to stay here for a whole day. However, leaving like this seemed to dampen Leopold's spirits.
The two hesitated for a moment.
Downstairs, a servant dressed in the Viscount's servant uniform ran in hurriedly and climbed the stairs to the second floor.
"Miss, Viscount Antoine has come in person to request a meeting with you." The servant bowed and reported to the Viscountess.
Viscount Antoine?
Hearing the name, Elena was stunned for a moment. After some recollection, she remembered that this Antoine was the lord of her neighboring land, the backer who helped her uncle seize power, and the loser who had challenged her to the border blockade.
The real relationship between the two was very bad, but with the mediation of Earl of Barnet, the two reconciled on the surface.
"He came in person? How could he come in person?" Elena couldn't believe it. Even if they had reconciled, they still didn't interact with each other. What's more, Antoine came uninvited. This situation was too strange.
Having been in this world for almost a year, she already knew how much the nobles in this world cared about status, rules, and decency. Everything else could be put on the back burner, but decency was the most important thing. Why would they just show up at the host's house without submitting a visiting card in advance and letting the host prepare in advance?
This is really unbecoming of aristocrats.
Beads of sweat were still beading on the servant's forehead, which showed that he had run all the way here.
"Yes, Viscount Antoine is in the mansion now."
Elena and Leonard returned to the Viscount's Mansion full of doubts.
The old butler stood in front of the gate of the Viscount's Mansion, waiting eagerly.
As soon as Elena saw the old butler, she asked, "Is Antoine still there?"
The old butler nodded: "Yes, in the hall."
"Harold, do you know why Antoine came here this time?" Elena asked again.
The old housekeeper had already guessed it. He said, "I think it might be a plague of beetles."
"A beetle plague? Didn't they say the situation has been brought under control?" Although Elena had been busy with exams, business, and pest control before, she was not someone who turned a deaf ear to what was happening outside. As the lord, she still needed to know some basic information about the outside world.
The two-segmented beetles not only appeared in her territory, but also in three other territories throughout the entire Rosyth County. The scope of the insect plague had been spreading, but she heard that it had been brought under control about ten days ago. So much time has passed, and she thought it had been eradicated.
The old housekeeper said, "It should be under control, but after all, it's been going on for so long, I guess many places will have no harvest..."
The old butler gave Elena a meaningful look.
Well, no harvest, then what?
Elena's brain waves were out of sync and her eyes were a little confused.
The old housekeeper sighed slightly and explained dutifully, "A complete failure in harvest means enormous economic losses. Not only will the taxes and grain collected that year be lost, but many farmers will also lose their land and food. Many small town families will even go bankrupt. This situation means many people will die."
"As a lord, I absolutely cannot ignore this matter. I must intervene to provide relief. However, Viscount Antoine does not possess as many properties as you, my lady, and none of them are very profitable. It will be difficult for him to survive, so he may ask you to borrow money and food."
Hearing this, Elena walked towards the hall decisively: "Then lend it to me. Although his people are not my people, I can't watch these people starve to death."
"But Viscount Anto's reputation is not very good, and he is likely to default on his payments," the old butler said behind him.
"Let it be delayed. I can't just ignore so many people and let them die because of him." Elena answered without any hesitation.
People who grew up in a peaceful country are naturally soft-hearted and cannot be indifferent to disasters and victims. Elena cannot ignore the disaster.
Just borrow it, and it would be great if you can pay it back. But if you can't pay it back, then don't pay it back. Just think of it as a donation to do good deeds. She doesn't need this little money anyway.
The old butler took an inconspicuous stumble and quickly returned to his normal walking speed.
Leonard followed behind, swaying unsteadily, with a hint of smile in his eyes.
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