283 Cooperate with Mercenary Guild

"Okay, then I said it was produced by my team's Secret Corps No. 44. Do you believe it?"

"letter!"

Everyone who already thought Wutong was the boss of a certain force actually nodded, making Wutong speechless.

"Hey? No! No! Why does the name "Secret Corps No. 44" sound so familiar?"

The concubine was confused and confused, holding her fair fingers on her cheeks, shaking her head cutely, looking like "I'm thinking!"

As soon as she reminded her, everyone also reacted. Shuang'an, who was more quiet, looked at each other and said in unison: "Is this "Secret Corps No. 44" referring to our dormitory building No. 44?"

"Nothing wrong! Dogsi Oh, No. 44..."

The handsome foreigner Ais nodded seriously with his tongue. He seemed to be able to speak Asian American languages ​​and vocabulary, so he usually rarely speaks. When July Liuhuo and Xiangyuan talked, he could only blink and look at everyone with a confused look on his face. However, the ostentatious personality of the Europa people made him very unwilling to be lonely and he often spoke a few big tongue words to express his existence.

Wutong smiled and was about to say something, but found that two half-elves girls had led a middle-aged human in delicate leather armor and introduced them: "This is one of the supervisors of our Principality of Andele, Mr. Taylor!"

Wutong stood up politely and used a mage gift. Director Taro clenched his fist on his chest with a smile and gestured a mercenary gift to return. He glanced at everyone beside Wutong without hesitation and smiled and said, "Young mage, are these young mages apprentices of the "Secret Corps No. 44" where you are? I heard that you plan to use a batch of super-quality potions to submit some purchase tasks?"

Everyone's faces were a little strange, but they didn't say anything. Wutong nodded with a smile and said, "Yes, we still have some tasks to complete later, so they come with me to hand over the task."

"Yes, but it doesn't seem to meet the task requirements." Wutong shrugged helplessly. He did not expect this.

"Well, it's not that it doesn't meet the task requirements, but it has exceeded the task requirements."

Director Taylor sat down in front of Wutong and the others and explained: "The medicines purchased by the task commissioners are only [efficient] quality. Take [micro-harm hemorrhagic ointment] for example. The market price of [normal] quality is 5 silver coins per can, while the market price of [efficient] quality is 8 silver coins per can, but because it is difficult to find [efficient] quality [mippyrosolhagic ointment] in the market..."

The half-elf girl Riya, who was standing by, handed him a cup of black tea and interrupted him. Supervisor Taylor nodded slightly to her, expressed his gratitude, and took the black tea in his hand, and continued: "...So the client added 25% on this basis as a mission reward, that is, a can of 10 silver coins, but the [strong] and [special] quality medicines you intend to hand over, according to the market prices that have appeared in the past, are 15 silver coins and 30 silver coins, which have exceeded the value of the mission reward, so even if you directly take these super-quality medicines to the market for sale, you can still get money far exceeding the mission reward."

Wutong understood, and he thought that as long as the quality of the medicine exceeded the task requirements, the buyer should pay extra fees for the excess, but he did not expect that this was not the case.

"However, we have notified the client that it is better if they are willing to pay for these drugs, if they do not intend to ask for these super-quality drugs..."

Director Taro looked at Wutong with a smile: "I have a better suggestion. I don't know how much daily output the Ancestors of the "Secret Corps" you are in? You should know that our Mercenary Guild also has its own supply store, which also sells various supplies needed by mercenaries. If the various potions of the "Secret Corps" you are in are in are large enough, I think we can cooperate to a certain extent! Put the super-quality potions you produce in the Mercenary Guild's supply store for sale... Of course, I mean that we only charge 10% of the agency fee outside of some purchasing tasks."

The mage apprentices couldn't help but let out a cry of surprise, and cooperated with the NPC forces to sell their own medicines? This was something they had never thought of!

Now players do not have the funds and authority to open a store in Fairhaven. Everyone can only carry a piece of rag and pay a certain amount of stall rent in the market, setting up a street stall by themselves, which is both a waste of time and energy.

If they can cooperate with the NPC forces to sell on behalf of others, they will save a lot of trouble and don’t have to set up stalls to sell them on their own... Of course, it is impossible to go to the pharmacy store to sell them at a bargain price to those profiteers. It is cost-effective to sell them on their own.

Wutong was stunned. He didn't expect that Manager Taro would take the initiative to make this cooperation request. He originally planned to hire an NPC in the Mercenary Guild to help him sell potions. With the current strength of the player, he did not have much courage to provoke NPC for the time being, which can effectively avoid some troubles.

After all, he is alone now, without the protection of the "Secret Shadow" Guild and the "Island Chamber of Commerce". Some of the advanced technologies he masters will inevitably arouse the greedy thoughts of some forces. Although he is very bachelor and not afraid of trouble, it is very troublesome after all, right?

A man is guilty of being guilty of being a treasure. Even he, a novice in the game, can still imagine these things, so he has always been very low-key, avoiding showing off his advantages in front of outsiders.

With the Mercenary Guild as a shield, he almost didn't have to consider any trouble. Before the "Island Chamber of Commerce" expanded its sphere of influence to the city of Fairhaven in the Principality of Andele, it was a good choice to cooperate with them.

"At present, the scale of our "Secret Corps No. 44" is not too large. The number of Aomo in various industries is limited, so the output is quite limited, and the daily output is about 10,000 bottles of potions, I mean each type."

Wutong thought about it, reserved time for study, and considered the cost of using the Endless Cabin, gave a rough number and added: "Only low-grade potions and low-grade products, such as these..." He took out the [minimally invasive recovery pills] he made last night.

"Ten thousand bottles? Various? Are you sure they are all super-quality potions?"

Supervisor Taylor was surprised. He originally thought that the "Secret Corps No. 44" was a team of a small number of Aoshimasters, but now it seems that the scale of this Aoshimasters is quite large!

If you produce 10,000 bottles of super-quality medicine every day, you have to produce at least 100,000 bottles of similar medicines before you can get them all together. In terms of production speed, a high-level Aoist can produce about hundreds of bottles of medicine every day, and it must start work all day.

In other words, even if each high-level Aoshimaster produces 500 bottles of potions per day, each potion requires at least more than 200 high-level Aoshimasters to start construction at the same time. Just now, the super-quality products provided by this mage apprentice have at least seven or eight varieties. Doesn’t this mean that this "Secret Corps of No. 44" has 1,560 advanced Aoshimasters of various professions?

Supervisor Taylor was confused and had a team of more than a thousand senior Academicians?

This scale is considered top in the city of Fairhaven, a city where craftsmen are gathered, right?

There are not many who can reach this scale except for the "Royal Austrian Craftsman Legion" and the "Austria Chronographers Guild" of the Vinanten Academy. But this team wants more than a thousand senior Austrians to produce hemostatic agents and hemostatic bandages, which are low-level garbage?

Manager Taro, who felt a little dizzy, shook his head. His original intention was to win over the seemingly potential "Secret Corps No. 44" and enhance the Mercenary Guild's reserves in the Austrians. However, he accidentally discovered a powerful and unknown Austrian team. If he could pull this Austrian team to the chariot of the Mercenary Guild, he might have the opportunity to compete in the drug market monopolized by the Austrians Praise Council.

Director Taylor was moved and asked involuntarily, "So... I wonder if your team can provide our Mercenary Guild with [normal] quality potions and other products? I mean medium and high-end potions? In addition, I want to confirm that you should just think that you are a mage apprentice? Can you make a decision on your team's "Secret Corps No. 44"?"

Wutong scratched the back of her head and shook her head: "I said that it is only for low-level potions, and only for super-quality potions, and for the time being, only for [strong] and [special], [normal] quality... there is really no! In addition, if you want to supply in large quantities for a long time, the raw materials may need to be responsible for the Mercenary Guild, and the sales fee is 10%..."

His pharmaceutical technology is already at level 23. Unless he makes a deliberate mistake, he can't do it if he wants to create a [slight and weak] potion.

"We can be responsible for the raw materials, which can ensure high-quality materials with prices below 30% of the market price, and sales costs..."
Chapter completed!