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Charlotte looked at her and smiled, "I'd like a cup of the most complicated and delicious syrup you have at your stall, as sweet as you are."

"Can I make you some Babra syrup?" Eunice asked, her face slightly flushed.

"What is Babra syrup? How much does a cup cost?" Charlotte asked.

"Babula syrup is made with twelve kinds of fructose. It has a sweet and sour taste and a very rich and mellow fruity aroma. It's also the most complex syrup I have here," Eunice said with a hint of pride. "This is my own creation, and it's the best syrup I think it tastes like."

"Okay, I'll do as you say and drink this." Charlotte nodded. "I think you're trustworthy."

Eunice's slightly flushed face blossomed into a smile as she stole a glance at Charlotte. This human uncle was quite handsome; he must be a merchant visiting the Elf City on business. Judging from his attire, he didn't seem like an ordinary merchant.

"By the way, Babra syrup is a bit more expensive because it uses more ingredients," Eunice suddenly remembered something and quickly reminded her.

"How much will it cost?"

"Ten copper coins a cup," Eunice said. "Regular sweet soup costs six copper coins a cup."

"It's alright, I'll just have Babra syrup." Charlotte nodded slightly, her smile widening.

This sweet young woman was honest; she didn't raise the price indiscriminately just because he seemed like an easy-to-fool outsider.

A cup of the most complicated sweet soup costs only 10 copper coins, while a regular sweet soup costs only 6 copper coins. Even at these prices, no one comes to her business. No wonder she is struggling financially.

"Okay, please wait a moment." After Charlotte confirmed, Eunice began preparing the syrup.

There were no measuring cups, no scales; everything was done by feel.

The girl took a smooth bamboo tube from the side and started mixing the sugar water directly with a spoon.

Her hands were quick and steady.

There are twelve different types of thick liquid fructose, and the amount of each type added varies, depending entirely on intuition.

After adding the fructose, add a green lemon, pound it a few times with a wooden mallet, then pour in cool spring water and insert a thin bamboo pole with a hollow stem.

"Please enjoy." Eunice handed Charlotte the bamboo tube of sweet soup with both hands.

Charlotte took the sugar water, took a sip through the straw, and found it sweet and refreshing, with a sweet and sour taste, but not cloyingly sweet. It was quite refreshing and cooling, and for someone like Charlotte who didn't like milk tea, it was a pretty good milk tea.

"What do you think?" Eunice looked at Charlotte expectantly; this was the first time a human had tasted her milk tea.

"I think it's very delicious, sweet and sour, with a refreshing taste. It should be perfect for cutting through the greasiness after eating something oily," Charlotte commented.

Eunice smiled broadly, her two dimples deepening: "Thank you for your feedback."

"I'm curious, can you guarantee that every cup of Babra syrup you make will taste exactly the same?" Charlotte asked, looking at her.

"Of course, that's the most basic requirement. Ensuring that customers can enjoy the same sweet drink every time they come is my fundamental requirement for myself," Eunice nodded confidently.

  

"You can accurately control the amount of various ingredients with a spoon?" Charlotte was a little surprised. After all, thick sugar syrup requires consideration of the residue on the spoon, and it is not as easy to control the amount as solid materials.

"Yes, you'll be fine once you get the hang of it," Eunice nodded confidently.

"Okay, then I'll have nine more cups of Babra syrup," Charlotte said.

"Nine cups?" Eunice asked, somewhat surprised. "Are you drinking alone?"

"No, I have some friends coming over later, and I bought it for them," Charlotte explained, taking out a silver coin and handing it over. "It's just the right amount."

"Okay, please wait a moment." Eunice nodded, put away the silver coins, and began to prepare the sugar water.

She couldn't hide her joy; she had only bought eight cups of sweet soup this morning, and they were mostly ordinary sweet soups.

Unexpectedly, as soon as we opened in the afternoon, we received a large order: ten cups of Babra syrup. Today's turnover increased dramatically.

She had already developed serious doubts about this stall project and felt that she might need to consider changing jobs, since the daily turnover of only about one hundred copper coins was really too meager.

But suddenly she regained her confidence.

This customer was very satisfied with the Babra dessert and bought ten cups at once, which shows that her dessert has a good market. Maybe her business will get better and better in the future, that's for sure.

Charlotte sipped her sugar water while watching Eunice make it.

Controlling the amount of thick fructose with a spoon is extremely difficult; a drop more or less is almost impossible to predict.

But Eunice did it with ease, scooping and pouring with her spoon without even a pause or waiting.

After several careful comparisons, Charlotte was basically able to confirm that what Eunice said was true; she could indeed accurately control the amount of fructose used, down to the last drop.

This gave Charlotte a slight shock; this seemingly petite and sweet girl had an amazing grasp and perception of the amount of materials used.

This can no longer be explained simply by skill; there is a talent involved.

If she were a pharmacist, this talent would allow her to more easily adjust the dosage of ingredients and find the most suitable ratio when developing new potions.

Charlotte nodded repeatedly, becoming more and more satisfied with what she saw.

Before long, nine cups of Babra syrup were ready.

Eunice looked at the nine bamboo tubes and asked softly, "Would you like me to get you something to put them in?"

"No need, my friends will be here soon, I can wait for them here." Charlotte shook her head, put the empty bamboo tube of sugar water aside, and then picked up a new cup of Babra sugar water and took a sip.

Using his mouth to perceive it might not be accurate enough, but this cup of Babra syrup felt the same to him as the previous one.

At least he couldn't tell the difference.

"The taste is indeed the same. Your hands are very steady and skilled," Charlotte said, looking at Eunice.

Eunice seemed to breathe a sigh of relief, and looked at Charlotte with a beaming smile: "Thank you for your compliment."

This customer is so interesting; he even tasted two glasses to confirm whether what she said was true or not.

However, he didn't seem to be there to cause trouble; he was a very nice person and immediately bought her ten cups of sweet soup.

"A young and pretty girl like you, why did you decide to sell desserts? At your age, you probably haven't graduated from school yet, have you?" Charlotte asked casually.

Eunice's smile froze instantly, her eyes dimmed slightly, and she forced a smile as she said, "Something happened at home, so I had to stop going to school. I came out to sell sweet soup to help ease the burden on my family. I don't earn much money, but I feel it's not right not to do something."

Charlotte nodded slightly and waved the bamboo tube in her hand: "Your sweet soup is quite delicious, but in Baiyun Market, the price limit isn't too high. You've been selling it for a while now, so you should know that."

"Yes, it's barely enough to make ends meet." Eunice's smile became even more strained. She had been running a stall in Baiyun Market for six months. Her highest daily sales were three hundred copper coins. At that time, she was full of ambition and thought she was about to become rich. However, she only sold two cups the next day.

The monthly turnover is about four thousand copper coins, and after deducting various costs, there is a profit of about 2500.

This money was only enough to supplement the family income, and it was of no help at all to the difficulties his father was facing.

Although her father had always forbidden her from getting involved, how could she bear to do nothing when she saw his hair turn white overnight?

She knew that selling sweet soup at a stall wouldn't earn her much money, but what could she do? All she knew was how to make sweet soup, and the knowledge she had learned at school wasn't enough to help her find a decent job.

She casually used a cleaning spell to wash the stall, the water washing away the spilled syrup, and the stall returned to its spotless state.

"Oh? You're a mid-level water mage?" Charlotte exclaimed in surprise. No wonder her stall was so clean.

Eunice chuckled self-deprecatingly: "Yes, a mid-level water mage who's not very useful."

She didn't like to show her vulnerability and insecurity in front of others, and Charlotte's questions were somewhat aggressive, making her feel uncomfortable at first.

Charlotte sensed her resistance and said sincerely, "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to embarrass you. But if there were a decent job opportunity for you, would you accept it?"

"A job?" Eunice looked up at Charlotte, her gaze clear and sincere. After a moment's hesitation, she asked, "What kind of job is it? Where is it?"

Charlotte said, "Let me introduce myself first. I am Charlotte, from the Abyss. I am the head of a medical clinic and a doctor. I think you are very suitable to become a pharmacist, and I would like to recruit you to join my pharmacy workshop. The workplace is located in the Abyss, five kilometers away from Kalva."

"A pharmacist?" Eunice was a little confused; the profession was somewhat unfamiliar to her.

Moreover, Kalva is tens of thousands of kilometers away from the Elf City. She had learned basic geography of the Aesop Continent at the academy, but she did not know what the Abyss was.

This strange man suddenly invited her to work in the abyss thousands of miles away, which immediately put her on guard.

"I'm sorry, my family won't let me work in such a faraway and unfamiliar place. Thank you for your kind offer." Eunice calmly declined Charlotte's invitation.

"Your vigilance is excellent. Girls should know how to protect themselves." Charlotte nodded, not annoyed by her rejection, but rather full of admiration.

If she immediately agreed, she would be too naive.

He gestured backward with his hand behind his back.

"Thank you for your understanding." Eunice nodded, looking at him with some curiosity. "Are you really a doctor?"

"You don't think I look like it?" Charlotte asked with a smile.

Eunice nodded: "You're not a magician, you're more like a knight."

This girl practically called you a liar.

"Who says a knight can't be a doctor?" Charlotte retorted with a smile.

"The Elf Academy and the Elf Medical School are adjacent, and all doctors must be mages capable of casting healing spells," Eunice said, a slight smile playing on her lips, as if to say she wasn't so easily fooled.

"And what about pharmacists? How much do you know about pharmacists?"

"I only know some older elves who can brew potions to treat certain ailments, but my father always says those elves are all frauds, and that you can only treat injuries and illnesses by seeing a doctor; potions can't cure anything..." Eunice's words suddenly stopped, and she looked at Charlotte somewhat awkwardly: "I'm sorry, I didn't mean you're a fraud."

"It's alright, you can just say my name," Charlotte said with a smile.

Eunice's face flushed, so she changed the subject: "What brings you to the Elf City? Are you here to do business?"

"No, it was your High Priest Benjamin who invited me to the Elf City to recruit a group of students." Charlotte shook her head slightly, a smile in her eyes, and said, "Um... if we follow your understanding, you must have been invited to swindle and deceive, right?"

"The High Priest's invited guest!" Eunice's mouth gaped open, her small face filled with shock.

She felt like her brain had stopped working, and it took her a while to come back to her senses.

If Charlotte was indeed invited by the High Priest to recruit students, then her previous words must have offended this distinguished guest.

She panicked, and her hands began to tremble uncontrollably.

A human would probably not dare to impersonate a high priest's friend in the elven city, because it would be too easy to verify, and once exposed, one would be severely punished.

"Don't be nervous, don't be scared, I was just joking with you," Charlotte said, quickly reassuring her when she saw that Charlotte's face had turned pale with fright.

"So it was just a joke..." Eunice breathed a sigh of relief, her expression softening slightly. She then moved closer to Charlotte and lowered her voice, saying, "You can't make jokes like that. The High Priest is like a god among us elves. If someone else hears you joking about being his friend, you'll be arrested and severely punished."

Although Charlotte gave her a fright, Eunice still didn't think he was a bad person and didn't want him to end up in jail because of a few words.

Charlotte looked at Eunice, whose expression was serious and earnest, and found her even more adorable. This little girl was worried about him; she really was a kind person.

"Okay, I'll be more careful next time. I won't say I'm here to swindle people again." Charlotte nodded, looking like she had been taught a lesson.

Eunice nodded, then paused, startled, and immediately became anxious: "I mean you can't say you were invited by the High Priest, what if someone hears that..."

"Dr. Charlotte, have you finished your discussion?" A voice came from behind, interrupting Eunice.

Eunice instinctively looked behind Charlotte, her eyes widening slightly, revealing a hint of fear. She quickly bowed and said, "Greetings, Your Highness."

Huh? Wait a minute!

Her Highness was just talking about... Dr. Charlotte?

So, this man really is a doctor!

And it's even possible that they were invited by the High Priest?!

Eunice straightened up, looked at Charlotte and Lois standing side by side, and froze on the spot.

"Here, I've ordered you some Babra syrup. It's Eunice's favorite syrup. Help yourselves, I've already had my second cup, it's really delicious." Charlotte smiled and greeted Vivi and the others, handing out a bottle of syrup to each of them, not even leaving Maria out.

"Mmm! It's sweet and sour, so delicious!" Evelyn exclaimed indistinctly as she sipped the bamboo tube.

"It's so refreshing! The fried dough was a bit too greasy, but this sweet soup saved me in one gulp!" Vivian said with delight.

Maria took a sip, and her eyes lit up. She held the bamboo tube and sipped it slowly.

Everyone drank the sweet soup and praised it highly.

Eunice, the stall owner, had mixed feelings at that moment.

Normally, being surrounded by so many people praising her would have made her incredibly happy.

At that moment, she had just offended the high priest's guest, and her heart was shattered into pieces, unable to bloom.

"Why are you so tense? Have you done anything wrong?" Charlotte looked at Eunice and smiled. "Now you believe I'm not a liar, right?"

Eunice nodded, her face flushed red, burning with embarrassment, wishing she could disappear into a hole in the ground.

"Then why don't you consider my suggestion and join my apothecary workshop to become an apothecary?" Charlotte said with a smile. "Furthermore, I need to correct the narrow-minded perception your father instilled in you. Apothecaries aren't frauds; it's a profession as important as medicine. And it's not only mages who can become doctors. Why do you think I was invited by the High Priest to recruit students in the Elven City as both a doctor and an apothecary? If I were a fraud, would Saintess Lois stand by my side as a witness?"

Eunice considered Charlotte's words carefully, then looked at Lois, who was standing beside him with a smile, and nodded solemnly: "I believe you."

Before the high priest and the saintess, her father's authority was insignificant, and even if her father were standing here, he would probably think the same.

However, the thought of her becoming a pharmacist in the abyss thousands of miles away filled her with unease and made her hesitant.

Lois said, "Eunice, don't worry. Actually, Dr. Charlotte came to recruit the second batch of students. Last month, the first batch of four elves went to the Abyss to study. Now, three of them have become doctors, and one has become an excellent apothecary."

This time, Dr. Charlotte will be recruiting six to eight students and staff, so you don't need to worry about going alone. You will be a group, and the temple will guarantee your safety and freedom.

Doctors and pharmacists are highly valued talents among the elves. If you can complete your studies and return to work at Charlotte's apothecary workshop in the elven city, you will have a respectable income and status.

From what I understand, the elf who became a pharmacist earns around 50,000 copper coins this month, which she used to pay off her family's debts.

"Fifty thousand copper coins..." Eunice's mouth gaped slightly, somewhat shocked.