Chapter 40 40. When Our Factory Is Established, We Will Let You Know What Cruelty Is!

After mixing the violet-colored translucent ointment, Mo Cheng put it into jars according to different colors, and then walked to the backyard with a bottle of the worst-colored ointment.

"You guys wait here for me, don't touch things yet."

After admonishing the children, Mo Cheng came to the backyard. At this time, Loni had just sent away the person who brought the chickens and ducks. She looked at Mo Cheng in confusion, "Priest Mo Cheng, what are you..."

"I'm going to do some experiments, don't worry about me yet."

He picked out a strong rooster and used the Steel Storm Wolf King's teeth as a knife to lightly scratch it. Under the control of force, he made several wounds of varying depths. After applying the ointment and waiting for a while, soon only a shallow white scar remained among the several wounds of varying depths.

Seeing the effect, Mo Cheng smiled.

"It seems that my skills haven't deteriorated yet."

In the days when players were generally struggling when the server was first launched, Mo Cheng often made his own healing ointment. However, the main material he used at that time was purple blood vine, which was not very old and was not as luxurious as it is now. He used purple blood vine that was at least ten years old. Blood Vine.

"Priest Mo Cheng, what is this?"

Loni, who saw the entire process of Mo Cheng's medicine test, couldn't help but ask aloud. She could see clearly that Mo Cheng had just made several wounds on the rooster, and they healed quickly after applying ointment.

As a nun of the Order of the Lickers, Loni seemed to realize something.

"What do you mean?" Mo Cheng pointed to the jar in his hand and explained, "A friend taught me the recipe, and I plan to try to see if I can sell it."

"The Albert House needs some income instead of relying on donations from others. I just taught the children the basic techniques. I will go out and try selling tomorrow. If it succeeds, we won't have to worry about funds for a long time. question."

After hearing this, Loni quickly shook her head: "This can't be done, it's too expensive. Priest Mo Cheng has just arrived, we can't let you..."

As a nun of the Order of the Lickers, Loni, who knew some herbal treatments, understood the rarity of the ointment in Mo Cheng's hand better than others.

The mildly effective therapeutic agents sold on the market are all therapeutic agents mixed with water. The effect can only accelerate the scabbing of wounds cut by swords. They are used for emergency bandaging when injured in the wild. But even for such a small-effect therapeutic potion with not that great therapeutic effect, the price on the market is about five golden griffons.

Because healing potions are prepared by mages and alchemists, for ordinary people, things related to magic are inseparable from [preciousness].

The price of five golden griffons is because there are enough spellcasters in Fairhaven, and a considerable number of apprentices refining potions in exchange for tuition fees for work-study purposes. In other countries, the price of minimally effective treatments would be doubled.

But Mo Cheng didn't take Loni's rejection to heart at all, and he didn't even listen to it, "That's it. I can't hold on for long even if I throw the money in the donation box, right? Will you be the only one to go out to raise donations?"

Although Mo Cheng threw a lot of golden griffons into the donation box, the children and elderly people taken in by the Albert House had no source of income. They might be able to sustain it for a while through pure expenditure, but they would definitely not be able to sustain it for a long time.

When it comes to fundraising, the Licker Order is just one of the branches of the Glorious Church and is not very famous. Both the nobles and the common people agree with the Church of Glory. Even the Church of Glory itself has an honor guard of Paladins, nicknamed the "Cowherd Brigade" by players, which specially attends noble cocktail parties to raise funds.

As for the Order of the Lickers? Even to maintain itself, it has to rely on funding from the upper-level Glorious Church.

"but……"

"No buts, Sister Loni, look at it."

Following Mo Cheng's finger, Loni looked over, "The house has begun to leak. The children are growing up day by day. They need to study instead of doing nothing until they become adults without any skills and end up becoming the lowest gang members." "

"The elderly people living here are getting older. They need a cleaner and more comfortable environment, adequate dinners, and better medicines and treatments."

Through his glasses, the priest looked quietly into the nun's eyes, "And these all require money, not to mention, do we get money by committing crimes? No! Even if the glory falls in front of us, I can still say it loudly that we are It is money obtained by complying with all laws and morals.”

"Okay..." The blond nun nodded, "Then the Albert House will be left to you, Priest Mo Cheng."

After Sister Loni agreed, Mo Cheng returned to the front yard to pack things up and moved several finished products back to the room.

On the way back to the room, Mo Cheng couldn't help but ponder: "Am I being too eager? In order to gain the right to speak, such a direct and oppressive decision may cause backlash later."

Mo Cheng needs to get the right to speak of Albert House as quickly as possible so that he can rely on this [legal] status to do something. What he does is not completely unrequited. It’s just that by then Albert’s House will have enough income, the children will be able to acquire skills, Lilia will be able to get tuition for school, and Mo Cheng will also be able to get some conveniences through Albert’s House.

It’s not selfish, but it’s a win-win situation for all parties.

But Mo Cheng is also worried that his eager behavior today will cause hidden dangers when Loni reacts one day. After all, someone who plans to establish the right to speak on the second day after arriving is indeed suspicious to a certain extent in such an environment.

"It's too hasty, but it shouldn't be a big problem."

Returning to the room, he placed today's finished product under the bed, together with Mo Cheng's suitcase. This was the only place where things could be hidden in this simple room.

"The interests of Albert House are deeply tied to mine. I don't need their unconditional support. As long as we form a community of interests, there will be a lot of room for maneuver."

Lying on the bed, I recalled my previous behavior. Although I seemed a little impatient, I also got the right to speak from Loni. But this is not the end, on the contrary, it is a beginning. He needs to improve his life with Albert House in a short period of time.

Only in this way can the people of Albert House be willing to believe in themselves.

"What a nuisance."

Although he was talking about trouble, there was a smile on Mo Cheng's face that could not be concealed, a kind of wanton and arrogant smile that belonged to the [player]: "Forget it, I don't want to think about it that much. Let's go find sales for the healing ointment tomorrow."

Mo Cheng has absolute confidence in the demand for healing ointments. Not only players need healing ointments, but mercenaries and even the army who go out to explore and perform missions will not refuse high-quality and low-priced healing ointments.

Even when players increased their production capacity for therapeutic ointments, they directly drove the slightly effective therapeutic potions with an average price of ten gold coins out of the market.

"Just destroy that money-stealing, micro-effect garbage first!"

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