Hearing Clemont's words, Cynthia was a little surprised, but then she shook her head in disappointment.
She originally thought that the genius mentioned by Eldest Brother Delia had its own uniqueness, but she didn't expect that he was just as boring as other nobles. She must have experienced this kind of drama of giving her money dozens of times!
"Haha, Baron Clermont, thank you for your kindness! But as the princess of the empire, I cannot accept your gift!"
Looking at Cynthia with a calm face, Clemont nodded. According to the news he received, Cynthia's character was like this, and she never accepted favors for no reason.
As the first princess of the empire, she established even the Knights of the Rose under her command bit by bit through her own efforts.
"Haha, Your Highness, I think you must have misunderstood! The money I said is not given to you for free..."
"Well... to be precise, I just want to cooperate with you, Your Highness!"
Damn it, is this woman a chameleon? The look in her eyes just now was so scary!
After seeing Cynthia's expression soften, Clemont patted his chest in shock.
"Tell me, how can we cooperate?"
"Ahem, Your Highness, it's like this. I once accidentally discovered an interesting thing. I named this thing soap. After discovering it, I made improvements, and the improved thing is called soap..."
After listening to Clemont's narration and conception, it took Cynthia a long time to recover, and then asked with some uncertainty:
"Did you really create the soap?"
Looking at Cynthia's expression, Clemont smiled inwardly. It seemed that Cynthia had indeed used soap.
"Your Highness, if it's true, I am the founder of Soap Soap. If Your Highness doesn't believe it, you can send someone to check and see where this Soap Soap first appeared!"
Seeing Clemont's eyes firm and confident, it was hard for Cynthia not to believe it, but she still needed to investigate clearly before doing this, otherwise it would be easy to anger other imperial businessmen.
"Well, I can trust you, but I think you should know what consequences this matter may have, so I have to understand it first and then consider it."
After hearing Cynthia's words, Clemont nodded. This was also expected. He couldn't take out a patent certificate to immediately prove that the soap soap was his own.
And the consequence that Cynthia mentioned is nothing more than the chain reaction that may be caused by banning other merchants who have not obtained permission from selling soap.
However, Clemont knew that what Cynthia was worried about was not the merchants, but the Chamber of Commerce composed of these merchants, because the Chamber of Commerce was a mixed bag and could easily involve the interests of other nobles...
"Haha, Your Highness, this matter is actually easy to solve. Since they all want to get a share of the pie, just give them soap. Anyway, soap is just a daily necessities for civilians, and the profit is not big. As long as the royal family formulates
A standard price, then let them sell it!
Our real goal is to monopolize the manufacturing and sales rights of soap. Although the proportion of soap is not large, the profit is unimaginably large. Therefore, as long as we label the soap as an empire-controlled product, these businessmen will not have the guts.
As the first princess of the Ota Empire, although she couldn't understand some words, she could still understand the overall truth.
"Baron Clermont, what do you mean by the Empire-controlled items you just mentioned?"
After Clemont finished speaking, Cynthia immediately asked.
"Oh, Your Highness, the Empire-controlled items are..." Clemont was about to say, but suddenly paused. Then he smiled and said, "You can ask Your Majesty yourself about this question later.
."
"you......."
Seeing the unbeatable expression on Clemont's face, Cynthia gritted her teeth in anger.
"By the way, Your Highness."
"Huh?" Cynthia looked at Clemont in confusion.
"Although I don't know where the soap you use comes from, this soap is actually inferior. Although it has a strong fragrance, it is very harmful to the skin!"
Clemont said with a serious look.
"Shoddy product? How is that possible?"
Cynthia looked at Clemont in disbelief.
The soaps she used were given to her by her uncle, Marquis Robinson Weir. How could they be fake?
"Why did I lie to you?" Clemont said as he took out a piece of soap from his pocket, handed it to Cynthia, and said: "Here, look at this piece of soap, is there any difference from the one you use?"
Cynthia took the soap and smelled it, then looked through it for a while.
The soap given by Clement is indeed more creamy, and the fragrance is not that strong.
"You can take this piece back and compare it. If I'm not wrong, the soap you used before will probably stink after two days!"
The reason why Clermont said this was because he had researched this kind of pirated soap before. It has to be said that these merchants are really capable. There is actually alkali in these soaps.
However, the alkali content of these smelly soaps is too high. Although they have strong oil and stain removal capabilities, they are very irritating to the skin. Repeated use can quickly cause the skin to become dry, rough, and peeling.
And their soap just adds some low-quality fragrances to this stinky soap. After a long time, the fragrance will disappear and return to its original shape.
After hearing Clemont's conclusive words, Cynthia fell silent. At this time, she completely believed what Clemont said!
…
By the time Clermont returned to his box, the opera had already reached the end of the curtain call for the actors.
Looking at the slowly closing stage, Clemont sighed.
'It seems that I have no destiny to appreciate art! I only saw half of it twice.'
But looking at Mandy who still had more to say, Clemont laughed again.
After following the audience out of the opera house, Clemente walked towards the glasses while listening to Mandy's vivid stories.
On the other side, Cynthia got on the magic caravan and headed towards the palace non-stop.
At the same time, in the hall of the palace and castle, all the nobles looked at the goblin prince who was standing there with a bruised nose and a swollen face, and they all covered their mouths and snickered.
On the throne, Emperor Ota waved his hand with some headache.
"Okay, Prince Torabi of the Goblin Tribe, I know your purpose of coming! Don't worry, I will punish the noble you mentioned..."
"Oh, Your Majesty, your light is as dazzling as the sun on the top of the Ozul mountains, and your mind is as wide as the endless sea!..."
Seeing that Torabi wanted to continue, Emperor Ota said with a smile:
"but……"
Um?
Torabi closed his mouth instantly, and his small eyes looked directly at Emperor Ota expectantly.
"However, I cannot agree to your request. You goblins live in the east of the Ozul Mountains, which is the territory of the Kingdom of Kaya. If my warriors go to protect you, it will only make the Kingdom of Kaya even crazier.