Chapter 40: Once our factory is built, I will let you know what cruelty is!
After preparing the translucent ointment with a violet color, Mo Cheng put it into jars according to different colors, and then walked to the backyard with a bottle of ointment with the worst color.
"Wait for me here, don't touch anything yet."
After instructing the children, Mo Cheng came to the backyard. At this time, Loni had just sent away the people who brought the chickens and ducks. She looked at Mo Cheng in confusion, "Priest Mo Cheng, what are you doing..."
"I'm doing some experiments, don't worry about me for now."
He picked out a sturdy rooster and used the steel wolf king's teeth as a knife to gently cut it, leaving several wounds of varying depths under controlled force. After applying ointment and waiting for a while, soon the wounds of varying depths were reduced to a shallow white scar.
Seeing the effect, Mo Cheng smiled.
"It seems my skills haven't deteriorated yet."
In the early days when the server was first launched and players were generally having a hard time, Mo Cheng also made a lot of healing ointments himself. However, the main ingredient he used at that time was not very old, unlike now when he used purple blood vine that was at least ten years old.
"Priest Mo Cheng, what is this?"
Loni, who witnessed the entire process of Mo Cheng testing the medicine, couldn't help but ask. She saw clearly that Mo Cheng had just cut several wounds on the rooster, which healed quickly after applying the ointment.
As a nun of the Licker Order, Loni seemed to realize something.
"This?" Mo Cheng pointed to the jar in his hand and explained, "A friend taught me the formula, and I plan to see if I can sell it."
"Albert House needs some income instead of relying on donations from others. I just taught the children the basic techniques, and I will go out and try selling them tomorrow. If it is successful, we won't have to worry about funding for a long time."
After hearing this, Loni quickly shook her head: "No, this is too expensive. Priest Mo Cheng has just arrived, we can't let you..."
As a nun of the Licker Order, Loni, who knows a little about herbal treatments, understands the rarity of the ointment in Mo Cheng's hand better than anyone else.
The minor healing potions sold on the market are all made by mixing water with healing potions. They can only accelerate the scabbing of wounds cut by swords and are used for emergency bandaging and saving lives when injured in the wild. However, even such a minor healing potion with a relatively small healing effect is priced at around five golden griffins on the market.
Because healing potions are made by mages and alchemists, anything related to magic is inevitably "precious" to ordinary people.
The price of five golden griffins is because there are enough spellcasters in Fairhaven, and a considerable number of apprentices earn tuition fees by refining potions in order to work and study. In other countries, the price of micro-healing potions would be doubled.
But Mo Cheng didn't take Loni's rejection to heart, and didn't listen to it. "It's decided. The money I put in the donation box won't last long, right? Will you be the only one to go out and collect donations?"
Although Mo Cheng threw a lot of golden griffins into the donation box, the children and elderly people taken in by Albert's House had no source of income. Pure expenditure might be able to sustain for a while, but it definitely couldn't last long.
When it comes to fundraising, the Licker Order is just one of the branches of the Radiant Church and is not very well-known. Both the nobles and the commoners are more in favor of the Radiant Church itself, and the Radiant Church itself even has a team of Paladin honor guards nicknamed the "Girl Group" by the players, who attend noble solicit donations.
As for the Licker Order? It even relies on funding from the upper echelons of the Church of Light to maintain itself.
"but……"
"No buts, Sister Loni, just look."
Following Mo Cheng's finger, Loni looked over and said, "The house is already leaking. The children are growing up day by day. They need to learn instead of doing nothing until they grow up without any skills and end up becoming the lowest-level gang members."
"The elderly living here are getting older, and they need a cleaner and more comfortable environment, adequate dinners, and better medicine and treatment."
Through his glasses, the priest looked into the nun's eyes quietly. "All of this requires money. Besides, did we get the money by committing a crime? No! Even if the light comes to us, I can say loudly that we have obtained this money by abiding by all laws and morals."
"Okay..." The blonde nun nodded, "Then Albert House will be handed over to you, Priest Mo Cheng."
After Sister Loni agreed, Mo Cheng returned to the front yard to pack up his things and moved several finished products back to the room.
On the way back to the room, Mo Cheng couldn't help but ponder: "Am I being too eager? In order to gain the right to speak, making such a direct and oppressive decision is likely to cause backlash later."
Mo Cheng needs to get the right to speak in Albert's House as quickly as possible, so that he can rely on this [legal] identity to do something. What he does is not completely selfless. It's just that by then Albert's House will have enough income, the children will have a skill, Lilia will get tuition for admission, and Mo Cheng will also get some convenience through Albert's House.
It is not selfless, but it is a win-win situation for all parties.
But Mo Cheng was also worried that his eager behavior today would cause hidden dangers when Loni reacted one day later. After all, it was indeed suspicious to some extent for someone to establish his right to speak on the second day of his arrival in such an environment.
"It's too hasty, but it shouldn't be a big problem."
Returning to the room, he placed today's finished product under the bed, together with Mo Cheng's suitcase. This was the only place to hide things in this simple room.
"Let the interests of the Albert House be deeply tied to mine. I don't need them to support me unconditionally. As long as we form a community of interests, there will be a lot of room for maneuver."
Lying on the bed, recalling his previous actions, although he seemed a little impatient, he also got the right to speak from Loni. But this is not the end, on the contrary, it is a beginning. He needs to improve the life of Albert House in a short time.
Only in this way can the people in Albert House be willing to believe in themselves.
"It's a real nuisance."
Although he was talking about trouble, Mo Cheng couldn't hide the smile on his face, a wanton and arrogant smile that belonged to a [Player]: "Forget it, don't think too much. Let's go find a market for the healing ointment tomorrow."
Mo Cheng has absolute confidence in the demand for healing ointment. Not only players need healing ointment, but also mercenaries and even the army who go out to explore and perform missions will not refuse the inexpensive and high-quality healing ointment.
Even when the players' production capacity of healing ointments exploded, they directly drove the micro-healing potions with an average price of ten gold coins out of the market.
"Let's first destroy that money-sucking, micro-effective garbage!"
