Including the smaller individual purchases, the nobles ultimately ordered a total of 2,200 bars of soap.
The orders were expected to generate roughly four thousand gold coins in revenue.
The entire stockpile in Nightfall Domain, along with all projected production for the foreseeable future, was completely sold out.
Four thousand gold coins might not sound nearly as impressive as the profits from Vigor Elixir.
That was only because soap production was still limited.
In reality, the profit margin on soap was astonishing.
It was practically a business with no meaningful production cost.
As the soap workshops expanded and manufacturing techniques improved, the profits would only continue to grow.
Phield carefully recorded every order before putting the ledger away.
"Baron Phield, gold is either our servant or our master. There is no third option."
A calm, cool voice spoke from behind him.
Turning around, Phield saw a young noble standing a short distance away.
