Chapter 45
All the glimmering ointments in his hand were handed over to Margaret, and Mo Cheng also received nearly seven hundred golden griffins. Before leaving, Mo Cheng specifically reminded them that the samples given to them for trial were only the lowest-level medicines, and there were more advanced ones in the basket.
Mo Cheng was not worried that others would be able to reverse deduce the formula of the ointment from the finished product. He deliberately added some interfering agents when making it to prevent others from reverse deduce it.
Interference agents are not omnipotent, but unless someone takes the ointment to a high-level prophecy mage for special analysis, no one can know the exact formula of the ointment through the finished product in a short period of time.
Even if you know the recipe, the temperature and technique are still difficult.
After carefully circling the city several times, Mo Cheng returned to Albert's House. Without saying anything to anyone else, he took Lonnie to a secluded place first.
"Sister Loni , please take a look at the problems here and see which ones can be solved. I just came to Fairhaven not long ago and I don't know many people."
Luo Ni took the paper from Mo Cheng and looked at it. "A stable source of custom-made pottery jars? Well, there is a pottery shop on the corner of the street. The owner, Morey, has a pottery workshop that should be able to meet your needs."
While Mo Cheng was writing down the information on paper, he asked, "What kind of person is Boss Morey?"
"Mr. Morey is a hard-working man. He and his wife run the pottery shop together. The prices are very fair and they rarely take a break. His son is also very hardworking and was admitted to the Warrior Academy. I remember that he planned to join the Law Enforcement Corps after graduation."
"Work hard, have children, and intend to provide a better start for future generations. Well, that remains to be seen."
After drawing a circle behind the name of [Pottery Shop Morey], Mo Cheng asked directly: "What about the following items?"
"A reliable engineering team? Why are you asking this, Priest Mo Cheng?" Loni asked casually without delving into it. "Priest Albert knows a team of dwarf engineers named Justin. They also built and renovated Albert's house. But the price is a little higher than that of ordinary human construction teams."
Mo Cheng wrote the name [Dwarf Engineer Justin] on the paper again and drew a circle behind it.
"What on earth do you want to do, Priest Mo Cheng, as you are the gang with actual jurisdiction nearby?!"
When she saw the next column, Lonnie could no longer help asking.
If the previous two questions were considered normal, then asking for information about his gang was already moving towards another edge.
"I won't let you lead the kids astray in the gang."
Mo Cheng couldn't help but cover his forehead. He knew that this was the aftereffect of acting too hastily yesterday.
Yesterday he used words to make Loni follow his line of thought and nominally took the right to speak. Now that so much time has passed, Loni is almost examining her own behavior out of concerns.
A rather troublesome situation stems from the aftereffects of my attempt to create a logical closed loop of identity as quickly as possible yesterday.
"Sister Loni, please believe me that I have no intention of sending these children down the path of gangs."
Not to mention the unpopular suggestion of joining a gang, even those skinny kids might not be able to run fast if they really wanted to join a gang.
After thinking for a while, Mo Cheng took out the contract signed with the Law Enforcement Group and gave it to Loni, then told her part of his plan: "This is the Law Enforcement Group's order for the ointment we made yesterday. If this batch of orders goes well, there will be enough orders every month in the future."
"I asked the pottery shop for long-term custom-packaged pottery, and I asked the engineering team because the Albert House needed renovation."
"As for the gang that actually controls this area, the head of the Enforcement Corps said that as long as we can provide ointment for a long time, she will let the Enforcement Corps take care of the safety of the civilian area."
Mo Cheng sighed, like a poor priest who was wrongly slandered: "Knowing the largest gang nearby, we can let the law enforcement team warn them. Let them know that we are now under the care of the law enforcement team. After all, the ointment we will make is still quite profitable."
That being said, Mo Cheng knew that if his own production factory was really established, the Pharmacist Guild, which was passive about cakes, and the gangs, which were jealous of the income, would basically not sit there and watch others collect the money.
In order to prepare for a rainy day, he first made a list of people to be assassinated in case of necessity, then supported his subordinates to become the boss and attributed the matter to gang vendetta.
First, build the stronghold in the civilian area into a qualified defensive fortification, and then buy the abandoned castle outside Fairhaven after sufficient funds are obtained.
In Mo Cheng's memory, hidden under the ancient castle was an alchemist's life's masterpiece, a fully automatic production line-type workbench.
This workbench is also the reason why Mo Cheng dared to promise Margaret a low price for enchantment.
Although Mo Cheng cannot obtain the bonuses from this world's equipment, there are not too many restrictions on this type of functional gadgets. This workbench is enough to take Mo Cheng's money-making plan to the next level.
If you want to meet the headmaster of Winterhold, a legendary wizard, you can only rely on money to get there if you don’t have enough status and position.
Looking into Mo Cheng's eyes quietly, Loni sighed, as if giving up further questioning, "I don't quite understand what kind of gang you mean by actual jurisdiction, but several streets around here are collected by the people of [Key of Wind Erosion], but they usually don't get close to here."
That's because it's obvious at first glance that not only is there no money to be made at Albert's House, but it would also be a waste of energy to kick open the heavy door.
But it was impossible to say such words to her face. Mo Cheng felt that if he didn't have the cheat and the memory of the [foreign land], he probably wouldn't be able to do better than Loni.
"As expected of the capital, even the name of the gang is so elegant. [Wind Erosion Key] sounds much better than Blood Fang."
After silently writing "Key to Wind Erosion" on the paper, Mo Cheng put the paper away and looked at Loni, wondering how much he could let her know about the whole incident.
If you want to make Albert House a small family workshop, the first person you need to deal with is Loni.
"Sister Loni, I think we need to have a discussion about the future of Albert House."
Mo Cheng made a decision quickly. Apart from his own identity, there was no need to hide anything else. However, there was no need to say it out loud either. He would only answer when the other party asked.
Taking out a new piece of paper, Mo Cheng spread it on the table and drew as he spoke.
"I plan to have everyone in Albert's House learn to make this [Glimmering Ointment]. This is an ointment that is more effective than the Apothecary Guild's healing potion and cheaper to make."
"The main difficulty of this ointment lies in the temperature and technique. I can teach the children to learn it within two days. We already have an order from the law enforcement group, so sales will not be a problem."
"There will be no funding issues for the Albert House for a long time to come."
