Facts have proved that Mogan's concerns are still too conservative.
His Majesty the King's image and actions are not down to earth, but he is a bit too easy-going on matters other than official business.
Not only had he not refused before, he was also not slacking off. He was extremely devoted to understanding his new temporary job. He even approached Robbie, who seemed to be very "proficient" in it before, and took the initiative to ask for details.
"Looking at the store, it's very simple! Once you sit in front of the table, no one is allowed to steal. If someone wants to buy something, just ask. It's that easy."
Facing Robbie who was swearing so confidently, Lucifer nodded intently, but as for Morgan - he didn't believe it at all.
Although this guy had only been in the store for a short time, he had spent all his working time scaring people and beating him up. He didn’t sell a few items, but had accumulated a lot of dust. Mogan thought, maybe even the newbie had been working for a while.
Frank has more experience in selling things than he does.
Although he doesn't really want to make a lot of money from this alone, he still wants to help out for the sake of this inexplicably confident young man.
At the very least, Robbie must be able to maintain stable profits in a short period of time and rely on himself.
Morgan pondered for a while in front of Robbie's neatly arranged goods in the stall.
Although he does not rely on Robbie to make money to achieve his goals, after all, he must take responsibility for treating others as tools.
For example, tailor a temporary sales strategy for him.
The store manager himself is such a troublesome role. Not only must he adapt to local conditions, but his strategies must also vary from person to person...
Mogan raised his hand and slightly changed the position of the goods, took a few steps back to look at it, and then asked something seemingly unintentionally.
"Reynolds, if someone asked you how much this pearl fruit cost, how would you respond?"
First, confirm the information.
"The wholesale price is fifty-five gold coins, and the normal price is two hundred koels per piece." Robbie turned his head and glanced at it, and immediately replied.
"Where's this vine?"
This time Robbie hesitated for a moment, took a closer look, and then spoke energetically, "It should be between one thousand to one thousand two hundred guilders... But I heard that this customer usually doesn't take the whole stick, but presses it."
It is required to cut some of it off, and the selling price per kilogram should also be slightly adjusted."
Morgan raised his eyebrows and returned all the goods to their places.
In the past, Mo Gan felt that the appropriate selling price for goods should be the price he set himself, without any help or consultation from others.
Making trouble is almost a habit engraved in Robbie's bones. Even if he uses correction methods to temporarily change the surface, he cannot improve the inside because there are too many factors involved.
But he has a good memory of the market price of the goods, and even the range of selling price fluctuations for different qualities. The advantage is not only timely cleaning of dust and floors - this is much easier to handle.
In response to this situation, it is not impossible to exploit strengths and avoid weaknesses.
"These, these, and these materials don't need to be priced separately according to quality." Mogan pointed out a few common materials that are relatively easy to sell. "You can find a middle value of the price, which is lower than the price of the best quality.
Higher than the worst price.”
Robbie was a little confused, "What?"
However, his family has a big business and has plenty of assets that can be defeated. He has also tried the method that needs to be tried, and he doesn't mind changing to another method of defeat.
Anyway, I agreed to it, and it would be easier to mix it up.
Originally, Robbie was still thinking about how to classify them, but now they are all mixed together. Mogan also stepped forward and made a small move, deliberately putting low-quality materials in the front, leaving a few good ones, and the rest
But it is placed in a place that is hard to see.
"I don't understand, but it's up to you." Robbie spread his hands, "This store is yours today, I'm working part-time."
"Not all day, morning and morning."
Mogan also deliberately reminded and corrected him. After all, he was good at time management and did not allocate so much time to this matter.
After completing all this, Mogan turned his attention to his other tool man.
After someone opened the door, Lucifer safely placed himself in the corner.
This time Lucifer is not autistic, he just enjoys this kind of silence. Now he still feels that there are not many people nearby, and naturally there will not be many people later. He can enjoy the influence of nature and sea breeze all morning, just stand at the door of the store and observe what's going on.
There are no bad people with evil intentions.
"Lord Lestus, how are you doing?"
Although they had not seen each other for only a few hours, Mogan still carefully used a half-digit salutation—the reason was incomplete mainly because the king did not seem to like overly respectful terms, but he did not react abnormally to the title and accepted it well.
There shouldn't be any extra-diligence in the world that is completely without any purpose. It must be someone else who has another agenda or is looking for someone to do something for them.
But His Majesty King Lucifer Lestus obviously did not know this human sophistication.
"very good."
Mo Gan was not polite, "Is there a kind of magic that can form a crystal-like transparent barrier in a short time, and the objects behind can be clearly seen. Normally, it cannot be broken by force, but it has a solid texture and can be seen by others.
arrive?"
It is also a convenient use to have a magic dictionary by your side. After all, the other party said that he would teach him all the magic he wanted to know, and Mo Gan was not stingy about making good use of this resource.
Of course, even if he is too busy, Mogan won't open his mouth. After all, if he doesn't make promises to others, it would be bad to do too much.
And the magical product he is describing now is glass.
In fact, it's not like Mo Gan has never thought about trying to replicate some scientific achievements. After all, this world is only good at magic. Although the physical performance is basically the same and the scientific field is far from developed, he still chose to give up.
——There is no other reason. His understanding of modern science is at the high school level, and he only remembers the basic principles and has little practicality.
In his previous life, Mo Gan basically spent his whole life making money with money continuously. He had to squeeze in his meals for entertainment and entertainment. He had no time to learn side content in other fields, even if he was very interested in some parts.
He doesn't regret it either.
After all, practicing science requires relying on memory, which is not a problem that can be solved by reciting a few more ingredients and principles in your spare time.
Rather than counting on this, it is better to think about the connection between the magical world and the world of the previous life, and imagine that if you can reach the top of the magical world one day, will you understand the "truth of the world" and the "purpose of time travel", and then sneak back and have a look.
But that is a question that Mogan will consider only after he has achieved his life goal that he has no end in sight.
After all, he was an orphan in his previous life, and most of his classmates, friends, and subordinates had normal relationships. The best interactions faded over time, and they became just acquaintances who exchanged a few words and then looked at each other in silence. To be called caring, I'm afraid it's not.
It's the number on your bank card.
The total number was quite high during the last inspection, and even now, Mo Gan still misses it occasionally.
After all, it was the fruit of his more than 20 years of hard work.
At this time, the king also figured out what Mo Gan wanted. After reciting a few spells silently, he actually temporarily formed a transparent material made of magic, forming a long and narrow object like ice. He held the sharp end and handed it to
In Mogan's hand.
Mo Gan took a look. Not only did this thing seem to have the properties of glass, it even had a thin light curtain.
Not only is it functional, but it also has "special effects". At first glance, I thought it was a new type of magic crystal.
"This material can temporarily replace the door and block this area. Speaking of which, how long can it last?"
"A very long time." His Majesty the King was quite confident.
After confirming all the prerequisites, the sky has basically brightened up. It's not that there are no people in the area, it's just that it has changed from very rare to relatively rare, but the general trend is indeed increasing.
Before taking Robbie to complete the task of "entering Pandora's Market", he still needs to make final preparations.
Morgan had already targeted an empty corner of the house, placed a stool there, and created a blindfold.
The width of two meters by two meters is already the maximum distance that can be opened. From the perspective of others, it is now in the shape of a huge steel storage box with several layers of locks. Even if there is no label, it seems that the shop owner does not know.
There are corners that you want people to bump into.
He is a businessman, but as a mage, he is not useless. He cannot let His Majesty the King do everything for him.
"Mr. Reynolds and I need to go out. In order to avoid unnecessary contact and leaking unnecessary information - Mr. Lestus, you can sit here and rest for a while, maintain the barrier material at the door to prevent people from entering, and observe at the same time
External circumstances.”
The blinding method is external but not internal. Sitting inside is basically equivalent to sitting in the corner of the room.
Lucifer didn't realize the real reason for Mo Gan's concerns, "It's a good idea to cover up the monitor's whereabouts."
"Why is it necessary to do this kind of thing in the store? Then again, how did you come up with such an operation? What kind of place is this?"
Robbie on the side was also a little curious.
Looking at His Majesty the King's solemn and focused face, Mo Gan smacked his lips for a long time, but after all he couldn't say the words "security booth".
"This is not my original creation. It is a place in some ancient ruins... uh, generally used for observation and recording."
It's not appropriate to try to get more than you need.