They remembered when they first saw it. They thought that the sign was very good and admired it a lot, unconsciously engraving it in their hearts.
It wasn’t even because of the signage’s effect.
The Terrans watched as people would stop to stare for a second, stare some more, and then feel some subconscious attraction to check it out, to come closer and view it more closely.
Without knowing, these people already took a step closer to their signage, before finally realizing what happened.
It was an amazing skill and, if used by enemies, a little scary.
However, the people here seemed to be more focused on fist and brute strength. Auxiliary skills like this, except for those related to healing, tended to be ignored.
Well, it was their loss.
A lot of potential customers soon approached, realizing they had plenty of novelties that also demanded attention.
From this, one could see that the purchase of the signage was definitely cost-effective. Of course, Baron claimed to have given them a discount, in the face of sister-in-law, which was an added bonus.
Anyway, from their judgment, the positive branding of Altera was a sure bet.
The group divided the stall they rented into three: Food and seasonings, Cloth and other Household Items, and Toys and other paraphernalia. frёewebηovel.cѳm
They asked Baron’s woodshop to customize several slanted shelves for these items, as well as counters and seats.
Each section had their own shelves, with enough emphasis—i.e. larger spaces—on the featured items.
The arrangement alone attracted attention before, more so when they finally put up the signs, and now their stall was slowly being filled by curious citizens.
"What is this?"
"How interesting…"
"It looks clean and nice…" Another said, comparing their arrangement with other stall’s haphazard ones.
Soon, more and more people gathered in their shops. Fortunately, everyone was mobilized so on the whole the sales were organized.
Luis, Sammy, and the other thick-skinned Terrans had trained the aborigines on what to say the previous night. Some were a bit shy and aghast at first, but the brainwashing was strong and they managed to gather some courage in the end.
Not to mention, they were truly amazed by the products themselves! Wise business people often say: The best salespeople are the ones who believe in the products they sell!
As such, the aborigines, who were better aware of the needs of their fellowmen, actually sold with more passion.
"Try this! It will take you to Elvendell!" Yoyo said, pointing at an area of sweet crackers. "This is not something you’ve tasted before, I guarantee! We will refund you if you don’t like the taste!"
His passionate guarantee gathered a lot of people to buy despite not being able to taste it. It was expensive, but they took the risk due to his promise.
When they got it, they immediately tasted it out of curiosity. There was also the factor of being able to refund quickly, should they dislike the taste.
However, the instant they took a bite, they didn’t speak much, just munched and munched until the snacks were no more.
Safe to say that there was no refund that had to be given that day.
There were also other food the aborigines were assigned in and sold with gusto. Most of the items they sold here were those with longer shelf lives, as they pretty much ate things like rice cakes on the way to Ferrol.
Knauf was selling minty snacks. "I am a fighter, and although there are no special effects, I felt reenergized when I ate it!" He said, "My breath also smelled very good! Like papra!"
A lot of women hit on him when during his tavern trip after work hours. Of course, women who were open enough were naturally of a certain industry. Women like Cassandra and Veronica, who could be forward without being misconstrued as women of that industry, were quite rare.
The aborigines were shocked and a bit distasteful at first though, a natural reaction for people who grew up with certain worldviews about feminine behaviors.
Kleid was assigned to the food section, and he was selling crispy rice snacks, and the display had already been bought off.
Of course, the Terrans were not to lose in marketing, "You should taste this! It is enough to pull my soul out because of happiness." Mao said, pointing at the cookie. Just pointed though. They were too stingy to give out free tastes.
The reaction by the buyers was quite strong and someone moaned as he chewed. It was also bought off quickly, despite being much more expensive than most of the other snacks.
Another area had a small cooking stove, where Roana invited people to help them cook their own meat and other food with the seasonings for a few copper coins.
This would allow them to avoid the hassle of having to store perishable meat and deal with its smell, and also increase the turnover rates because only the grilling part was left.
They were even luckier that there were a couple of stalls selling meat around them. All they had to do was yell, "Do you want to cook that to perfection?" or "Do you want to eat normal meat in a special way?"
This was a never-before- seen model so there were a lot of doubts at first. But once one or two were attracted, the good feedback snowballed.
"Oh my goodness!"
"So juicy, so tender!"
"Ah, I’m in Elvendell!"
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