"Who gave you permission to touch these bottles, kid? Do you know how much a single one of these costs? You could never-"

"These cost one silver coin for two bottles, and the one you are holding can be bought for two silver coins. I know all this because I've been to the original store that sells all these near Duke Lockhart's main estate.

I cannot understand why the ones you sell are 10 times the price. So, I just wanted to see what was different about them."

Layla made an innocent face when she spoke.

Since she was a kid, no one doubted her words, and the crowd turned to look at the scammers angrily.

It made the scammer grit his teeth, but he was a professional and kept his expression neutral.

He turned toward Layla with a small smile that did not reach his eyes and spoke softly and gently.

"Miss, maybe some kind of mistake has been made. I bought these products twice the price I am selling them for. This is how much these precious products cost. If you don't believe me, then-"

Layla pulled out the original bottle she always carried in her hand and compared it to the one she held.

"They both look the same to me on the outside. Should I check on the inside as well? I bet I have the potion sampler on me. Just give me a minute…"

Layla looked inside her inventory to pull out the potion tester, and that was the last straw before the reseller broke, and he reached out to grab Layla by her arm.

"Stop causing a scene, kid! You have no idea what you are doing. If you know what is good for you, you will leave my business alone. You don't have how many friends I have in high places."

The reseller warned Layla about staying in her lane and letting the scammer do his business.

People were already starting to doubt him, and he did not like it. If this continued, his business model would fail, and the reseller would be forced to look for a new job.

Usually, this threat was enough to make people reconsider fighting with him. No one wanted to face more trouble than it was worth, so they kept quiet.

But Layla did not back down.

She did not even look ready to hear anything he had to say regarding this.

"You have friends? Good for you. But they must not be good friends to you if they did not stop you from making this mistake. If I had friends like that, I would have disowned them by now. How dare they allow you to walk on this narrow and stupid path with no profit at the end?"

Layla asked with a stiff smile, and her words made the man in front of her freeze.

"E-Excuse me-! What do you mean to say…"

The scammer finally got angry, showing his real colors to Layla and the others.

By now, Layla had already tested the samples and found what she needed to do - that the samples this man carried were false.

Layla had enough knowledge about potions to tell what was wrong here.

'It was a clever trick - to dilute the potion with the hold of holy water so that it won't lose its effect, but it will get diluted, and this man can sell more of it.'

This method had a drawback: the potion could lose efficiency if the water concentration were too high. Layla did not like to use this method if she could help it.

However, this reseller did not seem to care, and he used his knowledge to sell these products.

"This is a scam! Ah, well, it will not last long. I heard that the store that makes these is considering opening a store in Port Osmos with the same price list as their original shop."

Layla had no intention or plans of opening a second location, but now that she had seen this, she wanted to open a store.

'I will have to increase the production. I will see if I can get more elves or invent something to help the brewing process.'

Layla wanted to create a machine to ease labor and increase efficiency.

It would give the tired, dark elves time to rest and help organize shifts.

Moreover, it will allow Layla to open more stores and help the public purchase more of her products at reasonable prices.

'It is annoying to see my potions sold for this high price when I did not originally set it this high. I will fight against this injustice and crush these worthless people at the same time.'

Layla's blood was boiling, and she gestured for Mary to look into this.

She would not have cared if this man had not sold the product in bottles identical to her brand, reducing the price and worth of her products.

'I should look more into branding. I would like to have my logo or something engraved in the glass. But that would make the bottles too expensive…'

This world had magic, but they could not make glass products inexpensive. Anything that did not have to do with magic ended up being in this awkward position of there-but-not-developed section.

Layla booked this in the back of her mind for now. She did not have enough time to look around and tinker with this. She needed to focus on the world's survival first, and then she could think about everything else in her spare time…if she had any left.

'How did my life get this busy? I am only six…when is my birthday again? I feel like I should have turned seven by now. Should I look into myself? There she shoved it outside as soon as that thought came to her as a way to do that.'

Layla felt interested in learning more about her background for the first time in a while. But she shoved it outside as soon as that thought came to her.