"My father used to be the royal palace's chief financial steward, so he had some connections within the palace," Shane replied.
"Then this will be easy." Claire took out a box of salt from her Spatial Ring, opened it, and pushed it over.
"This is the refined salt we just produced. It's as fine as sand and as white as snow..." Claire introduced it.
Shane dipped a finger into it and tasted a little. "What's the difference between this and the iodized salt from before?"
"There isn't much difference. It just went through an extra process to grind the fine salt even finer, making it look better." Claire tapped the table. "Find your connections in the royal palace and supply this batch of salt to them. The money isn't important. We can even provide it for free."
Shane set down the salt in his hand and asked, "Please explain in detail."
"Make this batch of salt into 'Royal Exclusive' salt and price it at one thousand Gold Coins in the shop."
Shane frowned. "Isn't one thousand Gold Coins too expensive?"
Claire burst out laughing. "This salt isn't meant to be sold. If someone wants to buy it, then sell it to them. Hahaha!"
Just like the luxury brands from Claire's previous life, every year they released some outrageously expensive luxury item that was impractical and completely at odds with ordinary people's sense of beauty. Did anyone really think those products were made to be sold? They were simply there for comparison. You might see a handbag priced at tens of thousands and think it was absurdly expensive, but then turn around and see a plastic bag selling for hundreds of thousands. Looking back at the handbag, it suddenly no longer seemed that expensive.
By the same logic, people thought iodized