Chapter 18 The First Pot of Gold
“Master, the potion of this potion is really much more powerful than the original one!”
The tiger man stuck out his tongue and licked the back of his hand and scratched it with a dagger The open wound was still bleeding just now, but it is already Healed and faded, "Although it can't keep up with high-end potions, it is definitely popular with adventurers!"
Lena was silent, her golden wolf eyes shining with blazing eyes, and she realized that Yeats's letter was full of content. huge business opportunities.
A bottle of high-level healing potion costs up to one gold coin, while a low-level healing potion is worth no more than one silver coin.
After Yeats' improvement, this new potion will be in short supply even if it is sold for more than four silver coins, and the profit is definitely an astonishing figure!
"The key to improvement is butterfly wings...?"
Lena's eyes flashed, and she quickly understood that the reason for Yeats's generous reward may be related to the production of this new potion .
But the reason why Yeats is not afraid of the news leaking is that the unique process will not be cracked in a short time, and he does not intend to hide the formula forever.
He is a smart man.
Lena's evaluation of Yeats was once again improved.
Although the market for healing potions is vast, competition is particularly fierce.
Even if Yeats invented a new formula, it would soon be cracked by professional potionists.
In this case, it is better to exchange this new formula for funds as soon as possible, and then invest in the next career.
Lena had a vague sense of the Baron's ambition.
Not everyone has the courage and courage to throw away "a hen that lays golden eggs".
Either that person is arrogant and ignorant, or he has absolute confidence in his own abilities.
Based on his age and past experience, Young Master Yeats is probably ignorant... Lena raised her lips lightly... However, I prefer to believe that it is the latter case.
In the letter, Yeats mentioned that he was willing to sell the formula of the new healing potion to the Starlight Chamber of Commerce. The additional condition was that the Starlight Chamber of Commerce would fund the establishment of a new potion workshop in Morning Frost Ridge.
If you don’t agree, Chenshuang Ridge also has a batch of nearly two hundred bottles of new treatment potions, which are willing to be sold to the Starlight Chamber of Commerce at a favorable price and long-term cooperation.
Going to Chenshuangling Investment Workshop?
Lena laughed dumbly.
The cost of building a new workshop is not a small amount, and once it is built, it is necessary to hire labor from Morning Frost Ridge in order to save costs.
Morning Frost Ridge may be trampled by monsters at any time, and this investment will most likely be in vain.
But this young master, I bet I am interested in his formula——
indeed.
Lena took a sip of wine to curb her inner restlessness.
I am not only interested in this recipe, but also very interested!
Yeats couldn't get the new healing potion business, but the Starlight Chamber of Commerce could.
Even if sooner or later other chambers of commerce will take away a piece of the pie, at least we can seize the early advantage!
"Then let's cooperate." Lena made a secret decision.
In early autumn, the chilly evening breeze ruffled the wolf girl's fiery red hair. Her golden eyes were blazing, and she looked towards the northern night sky, where a star shone brightly.
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On the fourth day after taking office, the first autumn rain fell in Chenshuang Ridge.
The clouds in the sky are like thick gray felt, and the drizzle falls silently in the fields. There is no one on the muddy road, and the cattle are slowly chewing fodder in the simple sheds.
The wind picked up the autumn leaves and fell on the rippling puddles. Phokas looked up at the rain dripping from the edge of the shed, and put his hand lightly on the white horse beside him. Carrot snorted back, and his breath formed white air.
In the office, the flames in the fireplace are warm. A girl with a brown ponytail is sitting astride a high-backed chair next to the fire. She puts her arms on the back of the chair, tilting her head and looking at the desk beside the desk. juvenile.
The aristocratic boy had sharp edges and corners, and the eyes in his green eyes were focused. The fire cast a shadow on the side of his face. His slender hand tried to turn the quill, but the pen fell on the table, and he Pick up the quill.
"Where did you learn this habit?" Gray said. She had seen this scene many times. Yeats always seemed to have a habit of turning his pen, and sometimes ink would splash on his clothes. Now he has restrained himself a lot.
Learned it from my problem-solving career in high school.
Even if she said this to Gray, she wouldn't understand.
Yeats said calmly:
"If you are bored, go and see how the batch of dead branch monsters you planted are growing, and get rid of the mature ones."
In order to lead the barren Morning Frost Ridge through the cold wave, Yeats decided to provide the villagers with fuel security in winter.
For this reason, Yeats set aside a "cultivation area" in the forest outside the village specifically for the cultivation of dead branch monsters.
The appearance of the dead branch monster is just a plant made up of several dead branches. It has little combat power. An adult male can easily chop it down with an axe. However, it grows very quickly. It is often used as fuel by players in "Phantom Wings". Used to light and maintain fires at night.
In order to prevent the deadwood monsters from jumping out of their own designated area, Yeats added the feces of their natural enemy, the grass lizard, into the potion, thus defining the area for the deadwood monsters.
In the past life, there were always some players who said that the life of the dead branch monster was also life.
Yeats not only plans to breed dead branch monsters, but also plans to use dwarf or goblin technology to create an "automatic monster spawner" in the future!
Gray said in a resentful tone: "Only Yeats can do such a thing as planting monsters."
"Who said that? As early as ancient times, there are documented records of humans cultivating dead branch monsters and then using them to cook and keep warm!"
Yeats said: "Can you still be as smart as your ancestors?" Gray Just as he was about to retaliate, there was a sound of pecking at the wooden door.
Yeats's eyes lit up and he asked Gray to open the door quickly, and a wet snowy owl flew in from the door.
“Goo!”
The snowy owl stood on top of the fireplace, fluffing its feathers and squinting its eyes comfortably.
Yeats took a blanket and covered it on the snowy owl's head, and said with a smile: "Thank you for the hard work of delivering the letter."
"Gu! (＾ω＾)"
It’s just a joke!
Soon, Yeats opened the letter brought back by the snowy owl, read it carefully, and his eyes gradually brightened.
"What did the letter say?" Gray asked curiously.
“The Starlight Chamber of Commerce has agreed to invest in establishing a potion workshop in Chenshuang Ridge.”
Yeats smiled and said: “This will significantly increase the fiscal revenue of Chenshuang Ridge.”< br>
"Great!" Gray said happily.
“The key is that the Starlight Chamber of Commerce is willing to invest in Morning Frost Ridge, which shows that our interests are consistent. If necessary, we may be able to pay to hire their caravan guards.”
Yeats rubbed his chin.
“In addition, Lena offered two hundred gold coins for the formula. Counting the purchase price of the first batch of potions, this business can earn about two hundred and eighty gold coins.”
"How many?!" Gray's eyes widened.
Yeats showed a "look at your potential" eyes and said slowly:
"There is still room for negotiation on the purchase price of the formula. I think, in the end, this business can earn three yuan. One hundred gold coins.”
Gray counted on his fingers and showed a puzzled expression.
In just a few days, you have earned three hundred gold coins?
Is this Yeats’s talent? So powerful!
Soon, Gray said expectantly: "Can we have a good meal tonight?"
Yeats nodded with a smile.
Gray: (*^▽^*)
Yeats: "Just eat the screaming mushrooms you killed yesterday."
Gray:? ? ?
The Screaming Mushroom is a fungus that is no different from an ordinary mushroom. It screams loudly when humans approach it.
Gray has been patrolling the forest in the past few days and has killed many fungus monsters. Thinking of mushrooms makes her feel sick.
"By the way——"
Yeats smiled and raised a finger.
“The louder the screaming mushroom makes, the more delicious the mushroom tastes.”
Gray covered her ears: “Who wants to listen to such unpopular knowledge? ! I definitely won’t eat it!”
It’s night.
[Butter-fried screaming mushrooms: one star. A dish made of screaming mushrooms fried and grilled with butter. It has a delicious milky aroma and rich flavor. After eating it, the hearing range is temporarily increased (small)]
The snowy owl picked up a piece of screaming mushrooms and narrowed his eyes with pleasure. Eyes: "Gu!"
Gray picked up a piece of mushroom, looked at its golden surface, swallowed hard, and put it into his mouth.
"Well..." Gray opened his eyes slightly.
The mushrooms are slightly crispy in texture, delicious inside, and the butter adds a sweetness.
"Yeats, another piece of screaming mushrooms!" Gray handed over the rice bowl.
Yeats said with dead eyes: "You obviously didn't say that before eating."
Gray scratched her head and said: "Is there any? No, hehe..."
Yeats sighed helplessly and returned his eyes to the letter in his hand.
The formula business is not a long-term solution after all.
After all, I am less than one-level but can innovate formulas. Even if I have talent as an excuse, there is no guarantee that I will not be suspected.
In the final analysis, we still need to develop our territory.
"It seems I have to go to the copper mine myself."
Yeats glanced at Gray who was pretending to be cute and silly, then looked at the drizzle outside the window, and thought to himself :
"How can you make money by selling ore instead of selling smelting products? The first pot of gold earned from this is enough to build a new smelting workshop next to the mine..."
(End of this chapter)