Scalpers—if the people here are clever enough, next year, a new profession of scalpers will emerge.
This profession will certainly be taken up by the common folk since it's unrealistic for nobles to queue up outside the city at dawn.
But even if the scalpers were to appear, that would be an issue for next year. This year, without scalpers, those at the back of the queue running to the front to offer a high price for Floral Dew really miscalculated.
Those lined up here either have money or power. With so many eyes watching, who would sell the hardly acquired Floral Dew for a bit of silver?
All of them care about face and reputation—really, no one would sell.
This bunch got their calculations wrong.
Watching this scene unfold, Bei Yun couldn't help but turn to Qiao Xiaomai, "Miss Qiao, can I sell my Floral Dew to them?"
Upon hearing this, Qiao Xiaomai glanced at him sidelong, "And then you plan to use the silver you get to buy more Floral Dew from me?"
