I Am the Crown Prince in France

Queen Mary pulled out the cork on the glass bottle with great interest, carefully took out some pink-purple paste, and spread it on the back of her hand.

Well, it's quite lubricated, not bad. She looked at her son with a smile, Dear Joseph, you always bring me surprises. Where did you buy this?

Joseph started sales mode:

I developed it myself and I call it 'angel water'. It softens the skin and is particularly effective at removing acne.

Upon hearing this, Queen Mary immediately waved to the maid standing at the door:

Morgana, you can try this.

Only then did Joseph notice that several pimples appeared on the maid's forehead, which she didn't even cover with powder. Many of these palace maids are only seventeen or eighteen years old, which is the age when they are prone to acne.

Seeing Morgana walking quickly, Queen Mary took out one of the nine wooden boxes in front of her and handed it to her. The latter immediately curtsied in surprise:

Thank you so much, Your Majesty.

Joseph said to the queen with a smile on his face:

You just need to find an opportunity to mention it in front of those ladies and say that you are using this.

Queen Mary stroked his hair lovingly, but pretended to be angry:

You want to get paid for giving me a few bottles of skin care products?

Joseph immediately stood up straight in cooperation and put on an aggrieved expression:

In order to trial-produce 'Angel Water', I don't know how much effort I spent and how many experiments I did. I just successfully trial-produced it today. I thought of you first and sent it to you immediately. As a result, you didn't even do this little favor. No help...

The queen was amused by him, picked up a biscuit from the table, fed it to his mouth, and comforted:

Okay, okay, can I tell them about the head office for you?

It turns out that Joseph didn't have to worry about promoting angel water at all.

There was no need for the queen to help him publicize it. The noble ladies in the Palace of Versailles were eager to use microscopes to observe the queen all day long. Once they discovered something new, they would immediately follow suit.

That afternoon, the Duchess of Broglie, who came to chat with the Queen and listen to music, saw the exquisite wooden box placed on the dressing table. She immediately turned her head and asked the maid beside her:

What's in that wooden box? Which store sent it?

The maid hurriedly whispered:

It's a skin care product sent by His Royal Highness the Crown Prince. It's called 'Angel Water'. It is said that His Highness personally developed it.

'Angel Water'? This name is so special. The Duchess of Broglie didn't pay much attention to the statement that it was developed by the Crown Prince himself. She guessed that some skin care product workshop might be promoting it under the banner of the Crown Prince.

When Queen Mary heard what she said, she immediately ordered her servants to bring a box of angel water and gave it to her generously:

This stuff is pretty good, especially for getting rid of acne.

The Duchess of Broglie was overjoyed, but pretended to refuse:

How can I ask for your things?

I still have quite a few, just take it.

Yes, I'll take it then. Thank you, Your Majesty!

The ladies who were chatting next to them suddenly looked over, their eyes full of envy and jealousy, and they only hated themselves for not discovering the queen's new equipment first.

Queen Mary sensed that something was wrong in the atmosphere, and smiled and asked her maid, Debeninac, to give a box to everyone present, and all the ladies were happy.

Soon, the news that the queen was using the trendy skin care product angel water spread quickly in the Palace of Versailles like ink dripping in water.

By dusk, almost all the aristocratic women were asking around where they could buy angel water, especially the young girls, who were going crazy. The reason was naturally that they heard that angel water was the king's Developed by His Highness the Prince himself.

If I don’t buy a bottle right away, I’ll be embarrassed to say that His Highness is the lover of my dreams!

Finally, someone found out the original source of Angel Water - it was given to the Queen by His Royal Highness the Crown Prince.

Immediately, someone else paid 50 livres as a favor and received news from the Crown Prince's exclusive beautician that in the afternoon, 40 bottles of angel water were sent to a luxury store in Paris for consignment.

It was completely dark at this time, and the noble ladies could not go out, so I don't know how many girls stayed up all night, eagerly looking forward to dawn.

Only the assistant of the Dauphin's exclusive beautician looked at the 50 livre silver coin angrily. Why didn't that person come and ask me?

He couldn't help but think of the time he took a carriage and visited luxury stores door to door in the afternoon, carrying that bag of angel water on his back.

Especially the Silver Knight perfume store that opened on the Champs Elysées closest to the Old Palace. He discussed it carefully with the manager for a long time, but the other party insisted on charging him a monthly consignment fee of 100 livres, saying that it was their store. regulations here.

Even if he brought up the title of Crown Prince, the other party remained unmoved.

Although this is one of the most famous shops in Paris, he did not dare to promise this fee for His Highness casually.

In the end, he had no choice but to leave in anger.

Fortunately, the manager of the smaller Source of Elegance perfume and cosmetics store not far across the street was easier to talk to, so he left all the 5 bottles of Angel Water that were supposed to be sold on consignment at the Silver Knight here.

By the time he completed the consignment task and returned to the Palace of Versailles, it was already dusk, but no one asked him about the consignment of angel water with 50 livres!

Early the next morning, countless carriages hurriedly left the Palace of Versailles and headed for Paris.

In the splendid high-end jewelry store next to the Louvre Museum, a lady's maid saw the small wooden box with the words Angel Water stamped on it in the window and immediately exclaimed with joy:

Ma'am, there!

It happened that two aristocratic ladies of seventeen or eighteen years old came in. After hearing this, they ignored the etiquette and rushed to the window in a few steps and said in a sharp voice:

Quick! This is it, I bought it!

The noble lady was stunned, then stepped forward without any explanation, grabbed the clerk, and said without any doubt:

I want it too, 10 bottles!

The clerk said extremely apologetically:

Madam, our store only has 5 bottles of this 'angel water'.

I want them all! The noble lady responded very quickly.

No, I was here first, give it to me! How much is it?

The clerk carefully pulled away from the two groups and said:

Fifteen livres per bottle, 75 livres in total.

The noble lady immediately said:

I'll pay you 80 livres. Give it to me.

The lady glanced at the two of them with disdain, Am I afraid of you two little girls? He immediately calmed down and said calmly:

90 livres, I bought it.

100 livres!

120 livres!

In the end, it was the noble lady who was richer, pocketing 5 bottles of angel water for 150 livres. With a smile of victory, she proudly walked out of the store in front of the two little girls.

At the same time, five or six groups of aristocratic ladies walked into the Silver Knight perfume store on the Champs Elysées and asked if there was angel water for sale, because this is the most famous luxury perfume store in Paris, and angel water is available in The possibility of selling here is great.

However, the Silver Knights' manager could only watch them leave in disappointment with a grimace, mentally scolding himself several times for yesterday afternoon.

Not long after, in the Source of Elegance store, an extremely cruel battle began...

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