Rochefort noticed the others still hesitating and raised the watering scoop for fertilizer again: "Buy the 'Flying Car' today and get this for free, it's very useful!"
Well, actually, the farmers buying the car tomorrow could also get the scoop, but he would pretend to have trouble and say he violated company rules, asking the other party not to tell anyone.
Soon, two more farmers from well-off families expressed their intention to buy one.
Then the group loaded the purchased briquettes onto their wheelbarrows and, under the envious gaze of the crowd, leisurely pushed them home.
That evening, Rochefort stayed at the home of a small noble in the village, Elvigne.
He sold only four wheelbarrows today, which was far from enough.
He had mortgaged his shares in the coal company to become the agent of the "All-Purpose Flying Car" in the south of Reims.
If he couldn't sell 200 wheelbarrows each month, he would incur losses.
