As it turns out, Reiner's operating strategy is quite successful.

People of this era have never experienced the invasion of soft articles, nor have they seen a unique food article like "The Lonely Foodie". Almost that night, Prest subscribed to the newspaper's home, and more than half of them silently added a late-night snack.

The next day, when Warren got up early and before he could watch yesterday's "Daily Prest", he found that the door of his store was filled with customers who wanted to taste the legendary mysterious drink Coke. He was soon grateful that he had placed another 100 bottles of order for Antoine.

After tasting the coke on the other end, Warren had added orders. He felt that even if the coke couldn't be sold, it would be no loss to drink it slowly in the store. How could he know that this drink was already well-known in Prest two days later.

When the store opened, the Warren Pharmacy Store was immediately crowded with people. At the counter, whether it was a noble or businessman in a dress, a commoner dressed in a normal dress, a lady with light makeup, or a tall and burly man, they were all repeating a sentence - give me a bottle of Coke!

"Don't worry, don't worry, everyone line up, I have a lot of stock here."

Warren shouted at the top of his voice, causing the noisy crowd to form a jagged team.

"Three copper coins are only needed. In order to ensure that everyone can drink it, only one person is allowed to buy one bottle."

There was no such experience in the past. Warren said intuition, and he knew that Coke was not expensive, and some nobles might throw a gold coin over, so in order to expand their influence and let more people drink it, Warren stipulated it so.

It is gratifying that these people who learned about Coke through "Daily Prest" are very law-abiding, paying money with one hand and picking up goods with the other, without any disputes.

Mr. York was originally asked by his wife to get up early to buy the drinks in the novel. He himself did not have the habit of reading novels and had no good feelings for the bottle of black liquid in his hand.

However, when he saw the intoxicated expression of people around him opening the bottle cap and drinking Coke in one sip, he was also moved.

"Just one bite and taste it."

Open the bottle cap and York let the cold black liquid flow into his throat.

Puchi-

A strong and stimulating feeling spread in the mouth, like a storm, hitting the tip of the tongue. Soon, when the intense feeling had not subsided, a soft and sweet smell followed one after another, with a refreshing flavor that made York immerse it in it.

When he came to his senses, York found that he had finished drinking the drink in the bottle.

"Oops."

He couldn't offend his wife and hurriedly wanted to buy another bottle, but the rule of Warren's only selling one bottle blocked York's idea. When he was in a dilemma, a woman next to York suddenly screamed.

"Oh my God, what's this? Another bottle!?"

She waved the bottle cap in her hand, which said the words "Another bottle".

The woman rushed to the counter excitedly and showed Warren the bottle cap in her hand.

"Oh, this lady is lucky that she gets the chance to give a free bottle."

Warren took out a bottle of Coke from the freezer and handed it to the woman's hand, and at the same time recycled the bottle cap.

This whole process made everyone envious. This was simply a pie that fell from the sky.

"Everyone, if you open the bottle cap and find another bottle inside, you can come to me to exchange for a bottle."

Warren said, causing those who had thrown the bottle caps into the trash can to hurry and search for them, for fear of missing the grand prize.

York's heartbeat accelerated for a moment. He slowly lowered his head and looked at the bottle cap that had not been discarded in his hand. The metallic cap had never attracted his attention so much, as if it was the supreme truth and the hope of the future.

As he slowly turned the bottle cap, York's heart clenched tightly when he saw a sentence on it.

"One more...uh, thank you for patronizing?"

There is no doubt that he did not win the prize.

......

In the Antoine Alchemist Workshop dozens of miles away, the alchemy array is continuously running. Bottles of Coke are packed quickly, cleanly and neatly, and the three production lines are developing in parallel, improving efficiency to the highest level.

Feedback elsewhere has not returned, but the order from Prest is already the second order, and this amazing drink of Coke seems to be quite popular there.

Antoine did not subscribe to "Daily Prest", so naturally he didn't know Reiner's operating strategy. He only knew that with a drink like Coke, he might be able to make a fortune.

Sitting on the sofa, Antoine sipped a cup of warm coffee, the bitter smell spreading on the tip of his tongue, making him concentrate.

At this moment, there was a knock on the door.

Antoine stood up, picked up the self-defense stick and opened the door, only to find that she was a strange young man.

"Sir, should we understand our products..."

"Go away, I'm not interested in these sales!"

Antoine immediately waved his stick and intimidated the other party.

"Don't do this, sir, this is a brand new product. It only takes five minutes and you will fall in love with this product like me..."

The other party said in a slightly unauthentic common saying, not seemingly afraid of Antoine's stick.

As a result, Antoine wasted five minutes before she closed the door angrily after listening to the other party's explanation, and sighed that her life had been worn out for another five minutes.

"Well, I'd better mail this batch of goods first...Huh, did I put a bottle less before?"

Looking at the wooden box containing Coke by the window, Antoine confirmed with a little confusion.

Outside the window, Sanderson was sweating coldly. He was holding the Coke he had just stolen in his hand, and he didn't dare to say anything.

The guy who was selling just now was hired by Sanderson to attract attention, and he himself stole a bottle of Coke from the open window and prepared to take it back to Piram.

"Really, the weather has been getting hotter recently."

Antoine said to herself, taking a basin of cold water, pouring it out the window, trying to cool the air.

The basin of water fell on Sanderson's head. The unlucky guy was soaked in the water, but he didn't dare to say a word of resistance, hiding with his breath.

It was not until Antoine left the window that Sanderson tiptoed out of the backyard and climbed over the wall to leave Antoine's alchemy workshop.

Although she was soaked all over, Sanderson felt very happy when he looked at the cold and black liquid in his hand and felt that he had not insulted the task assigned to him by Lord Piram.

"One day in the future, I must let Antoine lie down and lick the mud on the soles of my shoes - sneeze!"
Chapter completed!