Rastina Jin.

The daughter of a commerce association president who ranks high even within the Human Central Empire.

More than a decade ago, during the battle to subdue the Demon King, the family played a significant role in resource coordination and transportation. They contributed to the subjugation, earned merits, and thus began their transformation from traditional merchants to nobility.

However, to be frank, the process of becoming nobility for this family wasn't particularly smooth, of course, unless Rastina Jin married the youngest Count. Then, they would have successfully gained recognition from the old noble families, becoming part of them, officially transitioning from merchants to rulers.

For this family, it is probably a very crucial step, but from the current situation, their daughter doesn't seem very cooperative.

Isn't this nonsense?

If it was truly that important, Mohe doesn't think someone like Rastina Jin, who knows magic but isn't particularly strong, could easily escape, even if she is the young lady—it's the same. Her managing to reach this Sim City undoubtedly means someone intentionally let her out.

Otherwise, how could such a thing possibly happen?

Thus, the meeting with this young lady seems somewhat strange.

"You've heard our conversation too, Miss Rastina."

Mohe looked at the woman before him with slightly naturally curled golden long hair, scanning her with a scrutinizing gaze: "Mr. Doro decided to make a trade with you. You could say we've helped you a bit, don't you plan to offer us a little discount?"

Rastina glanced around; she saw three people present, a decadent uncle, a young girl, and a woman who seemed around her own age but had a quite voluptuous figure… old, weak, sickly… yet inexplicably intimidating to provoke. Since they knew her identity and dared to act like this, they're probably not easy to deal with.

She had finally calmed down a bit and managed to put on a smile: "As you all know, I ran away from home because of a quarrel over marriage—if you want to deal with me, I'm afraid I'm powerless; the commerce association won't heed my commands. I must have made my father very angry."

She didn't know what extent of information the other party had, so she could only be truthful: "If your demands are concerning the Gold-Seeking Commerce Association, even killing me would be useless."

"No need to rush, Miss Rastina, since you're a fleeing noble lady, you must have brought some money, right?"

"... A little." Rastina couldn't help but feel a bit nervous; are these people planning to take all her money and force her to do some unspeakable things to earn money for them?

Her mind involuntarily flashed with many unfavorable images, causing her face to blanch somewhat.

Mohe then smiled and said to Rose: "Rose, the great Miss Rastina Jin has come to us; don't you plan to open two bottles of our newly brewed wine to welcome her?"

Rose immediately followed Mohe's instructions, fetched two bottles of newly brewed wine from the side cabinet, prepared wine glasses, poured and decanted the wine, then respectfully served it.

Rastina was somewhat wary.

But she soon realized that even if she remained cautious, it was meaningless since if the other party intended to do something, they could force it without bothering with drugging her or such.

"Please taste it; this is our own brew."

Rastina took a sip, nodded: "The flavor is quite nice. It's much tastier than I expected."

In other words, it just barely met the young lady's standards and could be marketed as a noble product. Mohe then asked: "If you were to name a price, how much would you ask for?"

This question stepped into Rastina's area of expertise, and suddenly, she no longer appeared timid but rather confident: "For such wine, my price wouldn't exceed two silver coins. Your cost should be at most fifty copper coins."

Doro and Rose looked at Mohe; they hadn't calculated the cost, perhaps only Mohe knew about this detail.

Mohe nodded slightly.

"If I were to have the Gold-Seeking Commerce Association sell it, the price could be raised to two gold coins, as you can see, it's a hundredfold value difference. The value of wine is never in the product itself, although if you're talking about the Elf Race's 'Spirit Wine,' that's another matter."

Truly someone who understands business.

Mohe displayed a satisfied expression. She took two steps back: "I'll leave this to you, Doro; Rose and I will go do some tricks, find some guests, and sell today's wine, just when the troublemaking element is gone, weren't you about to have some trade negotiations?"

With that, she left with Rose.

——

"Lord Mohe, aren't you afraid Doro will make a deal detrimental to you?"

"It doesn't matter; let's not talk about that, now that you've changed into this attire, see this sign? Hold it up later."

Rose held the sign Mohe handed over and saw written on it: "Wine stamped with the feet of a maiden like me~ Welcome everyone to taste~"

Such phrasing.

She was instantly covered with dark lines: "Lord Mohe, are you serious?"

"Do you think I'm joking? Look, I've changed into a dress too~ also have a sign."

She took out a sign identical to Rose's.

Only then did Rose realize that Mohe also wore a maid outfit. This person herself liked such attire, she sometimes wore it at the residence, so everyone didn't pay much attention, but now it seems indeed improper.

"Are you sure this will make people come and buy and not be disgusted? The idea of stomping with feet… just thinking about it is nauseating, isn't it?"

"That's why I had you wear stockings, right?"

"What's it got to do with stockings?!"

Mohe put his hands on his hips, "Didn't you hear what Rastina said? The value of the alcohol isn't in the drink itself, but in something else. As expected of an experienced business person, she instantly enlightened me. When it comes to doing business, humans really know more — don't worry, although I'm not that proficient in business, I understand humans. Just come with me to the street and hold a sign, that's all. First, draw people to the shop entrance."

Rose seemed a bit hesitant, but she knew that this Demon King, even when joking, leaves no room for rejection. She found it hard to imagine what the reputation of this so-called Fallen Wine would become.

But…

How many perverts are there in this world?

Rose was completely stunned.

She knew that her current body was still quite attractive, knew Mohe was also petite and cute, but she didn't expect that just standing on the street could attract so many people. The fervent gazes from those people made her a bit scared, if not for her strong powers, she would have suspected if she might end up facing some excessive actions.

However, Mohe candidly led numerous customers to the shop.

Then started selling the alcohol.

Just a moment ago, Rastina was saying it wouldn't exceed two silver coins; Mohe turned around and sold it for three silver coins.

The others didn't seem to find it too expensive.

Now this made Rose a bit uneasy, she quietly whispered in Mohe's ear, "Lord Mohe, isn't this fraud? We clearly didn't use our feet to stomp. It was all very normal brewing methods..."

"What are you saying? Rose? To thank everyone for visiting today, you're giving away the socks you're wearing? Only those who buy the alcohol will have a chance to get them?"

"?!"

"I, I! The next one must be mine!"

Business became even more hectic.

The alcohol brought to town today sold out immediately, and Mohe earned a small income of six or seven gold coins — this income was quite considerable. At least in a place like Baixi Town, hardly anyone could earn six or seven gold coins a year. Although for noble lords or some merchants, it's no big deal. But as a start, it's quite good.

Of course, it doesn't compare to the various gold items once looted from Lisidorwei.

If those things were sold, they could fetch more, but Mohe could only melt them down into gold coins to use.

However, Mohe was very pleased.

She looked at Rose, "Don't sulk, I didn't really make you take off your socks. The ones we gave away weren't worn, were they?"

"But those customers will think they were worn by me!"

"Does it matter?"

"By the way, isn't this just deceit?"

Mohe spread her hands and said matter-of-factly, "What else, then? But I'd prefer you call it a clever business tactic."

The Demon King, indeed naturally evil, even when engaging in human activities, instinctively performs evil acts!

But Rose had no standing to criticize Mohe.

"Hey, have you two finished talking?"

Mohe looked at Doro and Rastina, who had just finished their talk earlier.

"I heard you're a business person." Rastina's expression became much brighter, "Honestly, I have some insight into business. Previously, I also received training from my father, so I'm also quite adept in this area. If you don't mind, as long as you give me a bowl of rice, I can work under you."

Of course, Mohe wouldn't just give someone a bowl of rice to eat, just like Doro and others, Mohe also pays regular salaries, as for that part of the transaction, that's another matter.

"What do I need to do? Help you hide your identity? Or do you have other ambitions?"

"If you can help me hide my identity, that would be wonderful."

Mohe nodded, "That's a simple matter. Especially for me. Meeting you here today must be the arrangement of fate, since we have this connection, and Mr. Doro helped you, why not go a bit further? Come back with us!"

Fate's arrangement — what on earth is God thinking?

Is it because Charlette asked Him to descend last time, so He's planning to do something?

It's really annoying.

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