Chapter 3987 The Store

Four and a half hours pa.s.sed, and my shop was filled with people. There are over hundreds of them; each looking at different things.

I am currently out of my core, eating pasta that my clone had cooked.

Click!

The door of the shop opened again, and four people walked in. I stopped for a moment before resuming eating.

They are from the golden prime.

In a few minutes, they showed they were from the golden prime. They shopped a lot, becoming the highest spending customers.

They have quite good things in the lists they have provided, and I am negotiating with them for the things I want.

I got a few. On few, we were not able to agree, which was slightly disappointing.

Time pa.s.sed, and I finished eating and went back to my core.

A little over half an hour pa.s.sed when I opened my eyes as people appeared in front of the counter.

"Yes?" I asked the four of them. The same from the golden prime organization.

"The mead why is so expensive?" asked the blond-haired-tailed woman.

"Because it's good," I replied.

I may not be selling honey, but I am selling the mead it is made of. I have a lot of it, given the tires I had done, and the batches were also big.

This time, I didn't want a small badge of nectar like the last time.

So, I am crafting it in the big batches.

It would benefit me tremendously. If even a single badge turned into the nectar.

"Really?" she asked with an arched brow, and I smiled.

"Since your group had brought enough things; I will give you a sample," I said, and a bottle appeared in my hand.

I opened and poured it expertly into the gla.s.s before sliding it toward her.

She looked at it, while others became a little careful as she took a gla.s.s in her hand, before taking a small sip of it.

Her eyes widened as she did before she closed them. Opening them a few seconds later.

"How is it?" asked the man beside her. "It's really good," she replied.

"The one you drank, was the youngest. The older ones are even better," I said.

"And you have them in the ma.s.sive quant.i.ties?" she asked. Looking at the crystal cabinet, where there are eighteen bottles, each representing a batch.

"Yes," I replied.

"What do you want in exchange?" she asked. "I had already stated it," I replied.

"I have a few things. Some you will have to select it from this," she said, forwarding the crystal. She looked at three people beside her and each of them forwarded the crystal toward me.

I looked and chose the things I wanted. Especially the one, I couldn't get earlier.

Then came the negotiations. It lasted for a while before we finally agreed.

"Please come back," I said as I handed them a mead.

They had brought quite a lot; 7% of the stock. Which is a huge considering the amount, I had brewed.

It didn't take along for the news to spread, within a few hours. Many people came to buy the mead.

They didn't bring in the numbers as the woman, and her group did. Still, the battles begin to empty up from my collection.

It's really good.

Forget the supplementary materials; the honey, I had used is best. If they drink according to instructions. They will receive quite a lot of benefits.

I had tested it extensively; even without turning to nectar. It is an amazing liquor.

Soon, it was six, and I had closed the shop.

I began to explore the market to buy the things, I was sending and the things that interested me.

I returned hours later to the shop and within a minute, got filled with people.

The bestselling things are the alchemical products. I have a lot of them; I practice a lot and thus produce things.

I couldn't use everything. I produce. So, I am selling them.

It is the same with the artifacts and other things I produce in my artifice practice.

There is a lot of food too, but I didn't sell that. It would be too obvious to uncover my ident.i.ty. If any Prime reads the reports well enough.

Soon, it was ten, and I brought out the dinner and ate it, while the people shopped.

Hun!

I was working in the library when I suddenly stopped and came out.

Someone brought a mead and a large number of it. Around 16%, which is more than double that of the woman and her group earlier.

I looked and saw a mustached man belonging to the same organization as the woman.

Though he seemed to be in a different group.

I looked at him for a moment, before turning back to my dinner. Feeling happy.

I am selling those liquors at a huge margin.

Now, I won't fill the pinch for the resources, I will buy to craft the mead. The sale of the mead will easily finance it.

I felt relieved seeing that.

Those resources aren't cheap; every time I buy a badge. I feel pain, but now I won't. As I know, I will be able to sell that wine at a great profit.

Soon, it was midnight, when I closed the shop and walked toward my abode.

Midnight is the official time of closing.

Most realm towns had the rules, especially the ones with powerful energies.

At midnight, they become the most dangerous and the people don't want to take the risk, despite the protection. As the protection could fail.

It was done many times because of machinations or through technical problems.

Many people die due to it.

I felt a few eyes on me, but n.o.body dared to attack. Which is kind of regretful.

Some of these gazes feel strong. I would have loved it if they had attacked. I am sure, I would have been attacking a few moves before security came.

Click!

I shook my head and opened the door of my abode.

I went to the practice room and practiced the methods. I finished both and slept on the floor, waking up five hours later to a new day.