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Chapter 104 How much we can earn depends on our level of deception

After counting the remaining materials and funds in the Magic Building Society, I had a little idea.

The materials produced by the preliminary sample research are barely enough, at least for now it doesn't cost me gold coins.

If there is really an order, the worst thing is to collect the deposit first and get some funds back.

After writing the list of materials and asking Peter to find the materials, I started making the magic equipment that was used to make money in the plan.

On the entire commercial street, the most prosperous thing should be the restaurants.

The commercial street, which is less than 500 meters away, is lined with dozens of restaurants.

The first batch of magic equipment we made was made for these restaurants.

Of course, the sample must be produced first.

The restaurants in this world are basically similar to the Western food before time travel.

According to the Western food preparation methods in my memory, making a Western meal requires a lot of kitchen utensils.

So the first set of magic equipment in the Magic Building Society is these magic kitchen utensils.

Because the technical materials were readily available, and I had the skills to speed up production, I was able to produce miniaturized samples within a few hours.

Of course, just making them and piling them up in the Magic Building Society won't generate value; they also have to be sold.

"Peter, it's time to work. Help me carry these things onto the Meteor." I patted Peter, who was still studying the practical skills of benchwork. "Let's go out and sell them."

"Do we still need to move these things out?" Peter looked at the things I had finished. "Isn't it just a matter of handing out a flyer?"

"Do you have any brains? Flyers are not as convincing as real objects." I kicked the chair where Peter was sitting. "Don't think about being lazy, just work!"

Although the things are a little heavy, they are not heavy enough for me to lift alone.

The main reason is that the efficiency of one person is too slow, otherwise why would I call Peter?

Because the trunk of the "Meteor" is too small to hold everything, I can only tie these relatively large equipment to the roof of the "Meteor".

Fortunately, the "Meteor" was made for me. It doesn't cut corners like Japanese cars. It can still hold up with hundreds of kilograms of stuff tied to it.

Of course, you can't drive too fast, otherwise it will definitely be tragic.

Having said that, I actually want to drive faster.

At this time in the afternoon, there were quite a number of students in the college, so the "Meteor" was once again brutally watched.

This time, even pressing the whistle was of no use. The students who had been taught the lesson before had already used magic to protect their ears and could not drive them away at all.

So the "Meteor" moved around the campus for an hour before driving to the commercial street.

"When we go back, I'll leave the driving task to you." I jumped out of the car and patted Peter on the shoulder.

"I don't know how to drive this car." Seeing that the girl in front of him wanted to use him as a coolie again, Peter rolled his eyes and said.

"Tch, it's really useless. Do you want me to teach you how to open it? The price is negotiable." I said while turning out the manual for the equipment I made.

"No, I don't need it." Peter said, taking the instruction manual I threw over.

"Okay, let's get started." I shook my shoulders and stretched my body. "Whether we have any small money to spend in the future will depend on our level of deception... No, it's our level of salesmanship."

After saying that, I walked into the first restaurant on the commercial street with a small box in my arms.

"Hello, what do you want to eat?" As soon as I walked into this restaurant, the waiter came up to me and said to me walking in front.

"We from the Magic Craft Club of Felice College came to discuss business with your boss." Holding my things, I nodded to the waiter. "Where is your boss?"

"Here." A familiar voice sounded from behind.

Turn around and look, Dave?!

"Aren't you the owner of the clothing store? Why are you here to join in the fun?" I looked at Diff and pouted.

"Because the magic motorcycle you parked at the door has seriously affected the business here." Dave stared at the box in my hand, and then looked at me. "I invested in this restaurant, it belongs here.

The boss is not surprised either."

"Forget it, Peter, let's go to the next one." I nodded my head clearly and said to Peter.

"Why don't you tell me what you are here for first?" Peter blocked my way.

"You are so well-informed that you can't sell it for a high price. I'm too lazy to talk about it." I said helplessly. "Instead of wasting time here, it's better to go to the next store and make more money."

"How can you be so sure that the next one will sell for a good price?" Dave stopped me and said. "Maybe I will collude with them."

"I don't believe it. We are enemies in the same industry, so I don't believe you don't do little tricks in private." Seeing that Difu had blocked my way, I could only curl my lips at Difu helplessly.

"In that case, why don't you recommend your stuff to me?" Dave was still standing in front of me, as if he wouldn't leave until he handed over his stuff. "Maybe I will go out in order to squeeze them out.

What about a high price?"

"How can you be so sure that this thing is useful?" I handed the box I was holding to Dave. Unprepared, Dave was almost crushed by the box that looked light but was actually quite heavy. "Maybe we are here to trick you.

Woolen cloth?"

"Because you are magical, I decided to take a gamble." After finally throwing the small box to the ground, Dave checked the sweat on his forehead and said.

"Then prepare to be tricked." I patted my dusty hands and looked around. "Are you just going to talk to me here?"

After a while, the three of us arrived at Diff's clothing store.

The "Meteor" was also driven here because it blocked the door of the restaurant and hindered business.

"Mozao Society has launched some new magic equipment, which is very suitable for use in restaurants. You can take a look first." After sitting down, I handed the instructions to Dave.

"Is this box the refrigerator you're talking about?" Dave looked at the box at his feet. "It's too small and can't hold many things."

"This is a sample. I made it small on purpose for you to see." I lifted the casing of the refrigerator and said. "You can customize the size. Anyway, as long as it's not too exaggerated, our Magic Manufacturing Society can make it."

Of course, it is not impossible to build a refrigerator as big as a house, but are you sure it is a refrigerator and not a cold storage?

To put it bluntly, this refrigerator is actually very simple.

The magic circle extracts the magic power in the magic core as an inducer, attracts the ice magic elements in nature, and gathers them together into ice magic to cool down.

In order to keep the heat, I made the outer shell with three layers of stainless steel, and I used wind magic to evacuate the air inside as much as possible in the middle space to isolate the heat and reduce the heat entering the inside of the refrigerator.

Although it has been made as light as possible, due to the weight of the material itself, this small refrigerator is still very heavy, and it almost crushed Diff down.

As for the temperature control mechanism, I made a careful electromagnet.

The current is also converted through the magic array, and then connected to a semiconductor whose resistance changes with the temperature.

In this way, as the temperature changes, this device will automatically adjust the size of the electromagnet's magnetic field.

The magic array magic adjustment switch connected to the electromagnet is also connected to a small spring.

As the temperature changes, under the adjustment of the two interacting forces, this device will automatically adjust the amount of magic input and control the amount of power generated by ice magic, thereby adjusting the temperature.

Okay, I know this device is extremely crude and neither scientific nor magical.

But this is the most reliable temperature adjustment switch I can make under current conditions.

What? After multiple uses, the elasticity of the spring changes, causing the problem of inaccurate temperature control?

I wrote on the instructions that "the temperature switch needs to be adjusted once every three months." This is also a means of earning foreign exchange.

But the premise is that Peter, a physics idiot, can figure out the circuit system within three months. Otherwise, my labor costs will be very high, hum.

ps: My understanding of the magic circle must be very strange.

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