Playing arcane magic is like learning. A large number of esoteric theories have been accumulated over ten thousand or twenty thousand years. Understanding the magic network is similar to understanding advanced mathematics. Reading through books is like writing a paper. The more you read, the more interesting it becomes.
I am a fool myself.
Zhou Qingfeng's brain is really incapable of playing advanced professions such as magic and arcana. He pinched his head and shook his head and sighed, "Oh..., I originally thought that I would be stronger with intelligence than physical strength. Now it seems
It’s more suitable for me to kill people with a knife.”
Rom spent three days completing one hundred high-quality physical potions, and happily sent them to Little Phils for acceptance. The heir to the Banshee Castle didn't say anything, he just waved his hand and handed out a letter of appointment.
He joins a subordinate group of wizards.
Roma was overjoyed about this, thinking that he had stood out and established connections with the upper class society. His family was originally a businessman, and they spent all their efforts to support the family's children, and now they have finally achieved a class jump.
Zhou Qingfeng also spent three days studying his "Lamp". He tried repeatedly in the "Gate of True Knowledge" and asked Roma for advice, but he made no progress.
When Rom learned that Zhou Qingfeng wanted to create a lighting product that could emit heat, he naturally came up with several plans. But Zhou Qingfeng shook his head and said no.
"Why not?"
"The materials are too expensive and the processing is too complicated. I need a cheap lamp."
"Why would a noble need a cheap lamp?"
"My lamp is for civilian use, and its lifetime price cannot exceed five silver coins. Once charged, the service life must be at least five days."
Magic items made for civilian use at the price of five silver coins?
Rom felt that Zhou Qingfeng was probably crazy, "Sir Hugo, no magic supplies are so cheap. Such things simply don't exist. Civilians don't need these things either. You should consider other matters."
In the past three days, Rom was refining potions and running towards Zhou Qingfeng when he had time. He felt that there was a succubus standing behind Mr. Hugo, and maybe he would be inspired and gain more knowledge by just chatting with him.
It's just that Zhou Qingfeng has focused all his energy on an impossible project for the past three days, researching cheap magic lamps. Rom thought this was a really whimsical idea.
In Zhou Qingfeng's simple bedroom, there are a lot of messy wood and minerals, which he bought at bargain prices from the market. Among these "junk" that is difficult to get into, Rom is earnestly trying to persuade him to give up his fantasy.
only......
Zhou Qingfeng never thought of himself as a noble. He asked instead: "Why do you think that civilians don't need light? Only nobles deserve to live in a warm and bright environment, so everyone must find a way to become a noble, right?
?”
Rom made a stuttering sound of "ho ho" and didn't know how to answer. He could only forcefully argue: "I have been to several sanctuaries of the Magic Church, and I have also seen the VIP room of the Phils family.
Those real magic lamps are luxurious and beautiful, worth hundreds or even thousands of gold coins. I have never seen a lamp that can be made with only five silver coins. Mr. Hugo, this is not common sense at all. No one has ever studied this thing.
.”
Sigh... Zhou Qingfeng also smiled bitterly, "Yes, no one has ever studied it. The cheapest solution I found requires more than a dozen gold coins, and the performance is still very poor. There is no precedent for this matter. I want to succeed.
It’s too difficult.”
It’s not easy to be Edison from another world!
It was too difficult for Zhou Qingfeng to say verbally, but Roma didn't hear any intention of giving up. He could only change the topic and asked: "Sir Hugo, are you willing to make some money with me?"
Zhou Qingfeng was also tired, so he threw down an oak board with a miniature magic circle on it and asked with a smile: "Someone placed an order for a physical potion from you?"
Rom nodded, "The eight major arcane factions. I originally learned alchemy because it was easy to make money. As long as we can produce things, we basically don't have to worry about not being able to sell them.
After the news that I could refine stamina potions spread, the Wizards of Banshee Castle asked me about the monthly output. To be honest, if I were asked to refine a hundred potions in a short time, that would be no problem. But I would have to work non-stop.
If I go down, I will definitely be exhausted."
Zhou Qingfeng laughed, knowing what the other party liked in him, "Do you want my highly intelligent hidden servants?"
"That's right!" Rom shouted loudly as he slapped his thigh, "Your servants are so amazing that they can work by themselves without many orders. I went back and tried it, but my servants were stupid.
To death, you won’t obey me at all.”
Many tasks in alchemical experiments do not require much effort, but are very complicated and require the cooperation of many people. An alchemist must have several capable assistants, otherwise he will not be able to do complicated tasks.
Refining a hundred stamina potions exhausted Rom, and he really couldn't afford to continue doing this. But a large number of orders was really tempting, and it would be hard not to make money without making money.
"If you are willing to lend me five highly intelligent servants, I am willing to give you half of the income." Rom prepared his own materials, but he lacked good assistants. He had calculated that as long as he could double his work efficiency, he would definitely not
deficit.
In fact, the hidden servants are all the same, but with Sophia's control, the efficiency of collaborative work can be more than doubled. Zhou Qingfeng even imagined letting the hidden servants work in the factory, and the production speed and quality will be better.
However, the power of the Hidden Servant is too small, and it cannot work independently from Zhou Qingfeng. This will not be beneficial to the development of the entire force, so it can only be given up.
Rom made a request, and Zhou Qingfeng agreed without much thought. But he had a request, "I want to know who purchased the physical strength potions we produced, and how much was purchased?"
"No problem." Rom felt that this was not a trouble at all. He had to keep accounts anyway. But he then asked: "Sir Hugo, how many highly intelligent hidden servants do you have?"
If Sophia uses full firepower, it can control more than two thousand hidden servants to work within a range of ten kilometers at the same time. This is actually the communication limit of the information network.
Zhou Qingfeng naturally would not say this number, but simply said "there are still some". Rom was even more excited, "We can produce more, not just limited to physical potions, and not limited to Banshee Castle. Our customers are
The whole Northland."
Zhou Qingfeng was happy. After all, Rom came from a merchant family. Making money was a natural talent. But he wanted to monopolize the market in the North. He gave up the Banshee Castle to collect information through Rom's connections and cover.
"I will lend you three more intelligent servants at most, no more." Zhou Qingfeng decided that enough was enough. In his mind, it was better to handle bigger business by himself.
Rom is very satisfied if he can get three more. He can't wait to do something big and take advantage of the current frenzy of preparations to make a fortune.
After Roma left happily, Zhou Qingfeng ordered Sophia: "Collect information about Roma's customers and raw material suppliers through hidden servants. Banshee Castle is the commercial center of the North, and these commercial resources cannot be wasted.