"Sir, the Enlightenment Potion you sold last time was of exceptional quality. Do you happen to have any to sell today? I'm willing to pay 3 gold pounds and 10 shillings for it."
"Why?" Wei'en was a bit surprised. 'Someone's actually offering a higher price... Drowning in money?'
Flanta smiled and explained, "Many Magic Potion Masters sell their perfect-grade Magic Potions at a much higher price than others. A person of your status and skill deserves such a premium."
This was the strategy he had devised—pay a premium to establish a relationship of equals.
It was only ten shillings. If he could gain the man's friendship—no, even if he could just become a closer acquaintance than others—the investment would be well worth it.
Besides, he wasn't just pulling numbers out of thin air. Renowned Magic Potion Masters did charge more for their potions.
It was just that individuals of their standing rarely sold basic concoctions like Enlightenment Potions...
"In that case, my thanks."
