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256 This is inappropriate

"I can't believe it! I can't believe it can be done like this."

Garland sighed as he wrote the last word on the scroll. He raised his head and looked at Bolu who was adding water to his refreshing drink with a complicated look.

In order for Garland to understand, Polu continued to explain the execution steps and the intention behind them, and his lips and tongue were already dry.

"Although things are a bit complicated, the logic is not difficult to understand. But how did you figure out such a complicated process in one go?"

"After all, I deal with businessmen a lot. The small circle of mages is still relatively simple, but these tricks are common in the market. If you don't believe me, ask the businessmen in the city. They have used these methods to some extent."

Simple to blame, but effective.

Anyway, I'm not afraid of him going to verify it.

Bolu picked up the crystal cup filled with half a cup of spring water and looked at the light source. The thick and greasy drink pulp had been dissolved in the spring water, with only faint traces of refraction bending in the water. He shook it

After shaking the cup to make the two mix better, he carefully moved closer to his face, stretched out his hand and fanned himself - finally it no longer smelled like mouthwash.

"Well, it's much better now. The smell before was too strong."

After speaking, he tasted it briefly and nodded: "It's like honey mint water, the sweetness is stronger, and it would be better if you add a little salt."

"It does contain the ingredient of peppermint oil. The effect of this thing itself is not that strong. What effect is left after mixing it with water?"

Garland was curious.

"It's very weak. But it's quite refreshing. The taste before, ordinary people would faint after just one sip, right?"

Bolu once again raised the cup in his hand and took a sip. He carefully felt the wonderful reaction of the weak ingredients on his body: "Very good, Galande, do you have any intention of selling this formula?

"

Garland laughed dumbly. He scribbled a line of information on a piece of paper and handed it to Bolu.

"If you like to mix it yourself, just drink it. This thing is not a magic potion. Why are you selling it?"

It seems that he did not realize the intention of Polu's question.

Polu didn't bother to explain, but he didn't want to trick a promising mage - this was asking for death. At the same time, if he could be tied to him by profit, why not do it?

"Then let's do this. I'll produce this thing later. It's claimed to be the refreshing drink you invented and produced. We'll share the price equally."

Looking at Garland who was about to refuse, Polu added: "Just think of it as saving some money for materials."

So Garland swallowed the words that came to his lips. He really couldn't refuse - anyway, even if he couldn't make any money, there was no loss.

If you want to quickly increase your strength, you need a lot of experiments to deepen your understanding, and the quota of experimental materials is by no means unlimited. Once the quota is used up, you have to spend your own money to buy materials, so having money is definitely a good thing.

Garland nodded: "Okay, but this thing can't make much money, right?"

"Who knows now?"

Although Polu thought this was a business opportunity, he refused to guarantee it. He shrugged, took the pen and scroll, and began to draft an agreement on the scroll.

"It doesn't have to be so formal, right?"

Garland was a little surprised as he watched the text on the scroll getting longer and longer.

"Are you still the mage lord of Northcap? Merchants will use contracts for transactions. In addition to preparing supplies for the island, you should pay some attention to it. By the way, what is going on in your market? Why is everything so bad?

Coins from somewhere else?”

"It's very simple. We have never made low-level coins."

Polu's hand shook, and the pen tip almost scratched the scroll.

"Ah? Why is this?"

"I've heard other people talk about this problem. I don't understand it myself. Anyway, merchants come to buy the items we release. If they don't use materials to exchange, they will bring enough coins. Every year, a large amount of coins flow into Star Island. We

Use these coins to buy supplies from farmers, and farmers will use these coins to trade with each other. When circulated, not only is it completely enough, but it can't even be released too much."

"Okay."

Citizens of Northcap, you have worked hard for letting such a person who directly admits that he does not understand economics to be the mage lord. But then think about it - other places are also the same. Anyway, the flow of goods is not as good as it needs to be.

The extent of suitable financial means.

Bolu closed the scroll and handed it to Garand: "Look at the terms. If it's no problem, we can sign it and it will be done."

After both of them signed their names, Bolu took back the scroll with a satisfied smile: "When will we receive a reply to the previous plan?"

"The specific time is very difficult to determine. After all, we have to wait for this month's supplies to be delivered together and wait for the process to be completed, which may be next month at the earliest."

Bolu was dumbfounded:

"Just waiting like this? How much will it delay things?"

"This is not high-level intelligence. This kind of report that is just a suggestion can only go through this level of channels. There is nothing I can do."

"Isn't there some private way to send it up?"

Garland curled his lips with a somewhat disapproving look: "Then you have to find Zhu Yiwei and ask her to report it directly to her teacher. But are you sure her teacher wants to take care of this matter?"

Bolu thought for a while, but still didn't want to take the risk of angering the boss over such a trivial matter. He sighed feebly: "Then why did we spend so much effort to get out? Let's break up!"

"Don't worry. Although I can't directly send it up, I can contact Savka next door and tell him. If he asks for instructions from above, the feedback will probably be faster. By the way, Savka is Syracuse.

managers.”

"Great! How long will it take to wait?"

"It's hard to tell."

Polu was a little disappointed. He didn't expect that although the mages had instant communication means - magic communication, the response efficiency was still so low. Although it was really not an emergency for him - the broad sword on the ship would last for three to five days, let alone three or five days.

You can afford to wait three to five months. But it's one floor away, so it's really inconvenient to point fingers.

"...Okay, let's wait until things are settled. I'll rent a warehouse to store the goods first. Waiting for feedback is too long and wasteful. There are a lot of things waiting for me on the island. I'll go back for a few days.

, come back when the location is decided."

"Wait a minute, are you talking about the 10,000 broadswords?"

Garland smiled bitterly and stopped Bolu who was standing up.

"You'd better stop unloading the goods. This quantity is enough to arm several infantry regiments. You can't use our weakly defended warehouse as a weapons depot! It's really inappropriate to put it here!"


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