Chapter 226 Actions in the City

"You got the holy spirit medicine?" Hei Hammer suddenly regained his energy.

"Holy spirit medicine?" Tasa put away his smile and sneered, "You don't need the church's medicine at all, and it can also cure patients infected with the evil plague." He took two small skin bags from his waist and put them on the table, "blame it on Witches are just their usual tricks, and dead people won't argue anyway."

Hei Hammer picked up one of the leather bags suspiciously, shook it a few times by his ear, then untied the rope and sniffed it, "No smell?"

"You'll know if it's real medicine if you drink it for the silver ring and clay pot," Tasa said, "These two should still be in the tavern."

"Since I found out that they were infected, I told them to hide in the basement and not come out. Now the black spot patients are easy to be attacked by the townspeople outside, and the lair of Skeleton Finger will not open the door to let them in." Black Hammer picked up the cloth bag , "My lord, I'll try it now."

After he got up and left, Hill was still staring at the table without saying a word, which made Tasa shake his head secretly.

An ordinary person living under the ravages of an evil epidemic should not be so calm when he hears that there is a medicine that can cure the disease. Even if he wasn't so excited that he wanted to take a look at it, he would at least ask a few more questions. As an intelligence officer, this performance is really not qualified.

"This medicine can really cure the evil plague?" Littlefinger yelled, "My lord, where did you get it?"

Even the little girl is better than him, Tasa drank a glass of wine, "Of course the lord in the palace gave it to me, besides him, who else dares to fight against the church?"

After a while, Black Hammer came back with a silver ring and clay pot, "Oh my God, this medicine is incredible! Not long after drinking it, the black spots on their bodies disappeared."

"My lord, thank you for the potion," the two plopped and knelt on the ground, the cracked skin of the clay pot was still dripping with blood, "You saved our lives!"

"Let's bandage the wound first." Tasa waved his hand. Although the purified water can get rid of the disease, it can't heal the wound. It will take at least a week for the seriously injured to recover. "It's better to thank me than thank me." Employer. If you complete this task well, you may even have a chance to get rid of your identity as a rat."

"Your Majesty... No, I mean, your employer really intends to let us sell medicine?" Black Hammer asked excitedly. Obviously, he can also realize how much income selling special potions can bring in at this time.

"That's right, the church used this method to deceive the city residents, which made him feel extremely angry. If these gods continue to do it unscrupulously, I'm afraid that the entire royal city will become a cathedral instead of the territory of the Wimbledon family. Tasa said in a deep voice, "Besides, he doesn't want to see that there are not many living people in such a big city, so the potion must not be expensive, and most civilians must be able to afford it." He took out two more bags The leather bag was thrown on the table, "A bag like this can only be sold for ten silver wolves at most."

"Ten... ten silver wolves!?" Hei Hammer's eyes widened.

"That's right, six belong to my employer, and the rest belong to you," he said with open palms, "and the potion is enough for five or six thousand people in total, so you can get at least a few hundred gold dragons, even if you share them equally, it's not a bad idea." A small amount is enough for you to spend your whole life."

The other party looked hesitant to speak, staring at the skin on the table, as if thinking about how to get more benefits from it.

Tasa knew very well what the rats were thinking.

The potion itself has no cost, even if it is free, there is no problem, but with such a large share, it is inefficient to distribute it by him alone, and it is too eye-catching. Selling it to mice can reduce the risk, and ten silver dragons are also a price that most city residents can afford. Of course, these people can't honestly sell at a low price. Whether they secretly hide some of them and sell them in the inner city, or sell them on the black market, they can get huge profits.

In the end, perhaps less than half of these potions could be sold to civilians at a low price, but this was not the focus of Thasa's concern. His Royal Highness Roland entrusted him with the task of defeating the church's conspiracy as much as possible. As long as everyone understands that the holy spirit medicine is not the only antidote against the evil epidemic, and it is not a rare and expensive thing, the content of the priest's propaganda is They will be questioned by the people, especially those believers who spent a huge price to receive the holy medicine, and they will doubt from the bottom of their hearts whether the spokesperson of the gods is deceiving them.

"I know what you're thinking," Tasa said, "Hide some and sell them secretly, or give priority to selling them to buyers with higher bids. I can pretend that I didn't see it...but don't forget," he changed his tone. Leng, "My employer is not a kind person. If you don't want to be sunk into the bottom of the moat, you'd better restrain yourself. After all, you have a chance to enjoy it while you're alive."

"But what if others take it and resell it?" Silver Ring asked.

"It's very simple. One person can only buy one bag and use it on the spot." After he finished speaking, he looked at the black hammer, "How about it, are you interested in taking this business?"

"The trumpeter alone may not be able to take so many potions, I think..."

Tasa interrupted him straight away, "It's up to you to arrange exactly who to sell it to and where to sell it. I'll just keep an eye on you for the adults."

Hei Hammer gritted his teeth, looked around the four people, saw that no one raised any objections, and then punched the table, "I'm done with this business!"

"Very good," he nodded. "When the sun goes down the day after tomorrow, the carriage carrying the medicine will arrive at the entrance of the tavern. You arrange the manpower and release the news of the new medicine at the same time. Work hard, my employer doesn't want to see failure. "

The day after tomorrow is also the last day of the First Army's stay. No matter what happens in the city after that, it will not pose a threat to His Highness, Tasa thought.

...

Not long after he walked out of the tavern, Hill chased him from behind.

"Aren't you going to meet my mates? They're all hungry for revenge on Timothy."

"I believe you temporarily because you have passed the test, but that doesn't mean I believe them too." Tasa shook her head, "If you were not caught today, what would you plan to do?"

"I wanted to go back and tell everyone the news, and listen to their opinions on whether to continue to observe for a while, or to go directly to the side of His Highness Roland." He replied.

"Oh?" Tasa asked with interest, "What about your personal opinion?"

Hill hesitated and said, "I think His Highness is different from most nobles. Few people will try their best to treat fugitives like him, and...he also treats witches equally. If Timothy is the same, my wife will No..." He was silent for a while, "Therefore, I am more inclined to work directly for His Highness."

"Then don't say anything when you go back now, just pretend you've never been to the pier."

"Why..." He raised his head in surprise.

"An excellent informant should get used to keeping secrets in his heart instead of sharing them with others, especially at such critical moments." Tasa said word by word, "If you want to work for His Highness, there is There are many places to learn.” (To be continued.)