Wizard: I can refine everything

Chapter 43 Agent

"Agent? Why should I find an agent?" Richard asked, "I'm selling potions well now, why should I have another person to share the pie?"

"No, no, no, no, you misunderstood me." Kevin waved his hands repeatedly, "I don't want to share your magic stones, I just want the sales rights, all the profits from the potions belong to you, I don't take a penny."

"No penny? Then what do you make?" Richard stared at Kevin's eyes and asked, "And you still didn't answer a question.

Why should I find an agent?"

"Because of safety, because you have a grudge against Joseph, you affect his business, you have the woman he wants, because he has enough magic stones to find someone to curse you!" Kevin's eyes were not timid, he responded to Richard's eyes directly and gave his reasons.

"And the agent is a shield and a whistle in front of you. Any curse through the potion will be borne by me first."

Kevin's reasons were resounding, which forced Richard to think about the value of this suggestion.

"I need some time, Kevin." Richard stood up, "I need to verify what you said. If you lied even a little bit, this deal will not work."

"Every word I said is true. Swear on my last name." Kevin swore to the sky.

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Fifty-sixth floor of the Central Black Tower

"Agent? There is indeed such a saying."

Chucks took a sip of wine, "Why do you suddenly ask this?"

Anna has lost contact because she wants to make a machine customized by Richard. Now the only senior who can answer Richard's questions is Chucks.

"Someone found me and wanted to be my agent. He said he would resist the curse for me."

Richard sat opposite Chucks, tapping his fingers on the table in front of him.

"And he doesn't want profit, just a sales right."

"That's normal, agree." Chucks said casually, "What he said is true, agents can really help people resist curses. An agent blows the whistle, and you deal with the curse."

"And they are not without benefits."

Richard frowned: "What do you mean?"

A shrewd flash of Chucks' eyes: "Junior brother, the concentration potion is a hot commodity in the academy, not everyone can buy it. You give him the potion, and it becomes his right to sell it to anyone. He only needs to keep a few bottles, and he can exchange some favors from those who are in urgent need of potions."

"I see." Richard suddenly realized.

"This is a win-win deal. I suggest you agree. Although Master Susanna is a dual-school, she is definitely based on the School of Transmutation during the apprenticeship stage. It's safer to have an agent as a shield."

Richard stood up, "Okay, sorry to waste your time."

"What's the trouble?" Chucks waved his hand, "It's just a little experience. You've been in the academy for a long time and you know it."

Back in Kevin's room, Richard and Kevin signed an agent contract.

Richard gave Kevin the right to sell the Focus Potion, but he still had the right to set the price. However, the contract allowed Kevin to buy 10% of the potion output himself, which was enough for Kevin to earn enough favors.

After that, Richard began to test the materials. Various strange materials were continuously delivered to him through Kevin. During this period, the machine that Richard customized for Anna was also completed.

It was a machine that looked strange to Anna. The whole machine was divided into two parts, the upper part was a storage tank for storing materials, and the lower part was a medicine pot. The storage tank put materials into the medicine pot through the opening at the bottom. After receiving the materials, the medicine pot would stimulate the stable magic transmitter to conduct magic into the medicine pot.

There was a magic probe inside the medicine pot. When the magic power of the liquid in the pot reached the standard, the magic transmitter would be closed and the second storage tank would be stimulated for delivery.

When a bottle of concentration potion was configured, the bottom of the medicine pot would automatically open the outlet, put the potion pot into the medicine bottle, and then start the next cycle.

The whole machine was about the size of a wardrobe. It consumed three magic stones each time it was started, and it could complete ten times of medicine.

Although this machine could not be fully automated, it also greatly liberated Richard's energy, allowing him to spend more time on experiments and learning.

After getting the machine, Richard set the monthly production of concentration potion to 100 bottles, which was just a lot but not too exaggerated. If we follow the genius apprentices recorded in Joerod's book, his output is not even as good as the previous ones.

But even so, Richard's industrial standard potion still had a huge impact on the handmade potions in the commercial district.

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"Udler, did you get it?" In front of Anna's hut, an apprentice shouted to his companions who had just squeezed out of the store.

"Got it!" Udler shouted excitedly with a bottle of concentration potion, and the apprentices around him cast envious eyes and kept squeezing forward.

The reputation of the excellent quality of Anna's hut's concentration potion was widely spread among the apprentices, and almost all apprentices chose Anna's hut as their first choice for buying concentration potions.

Not long after, a loud shout came from inside Anna's hut.

"The concentration potion is sold out, come back next month if you need it!"

The apprentices who didn't buy the potion were dejected and dispersed from the store door. Apprentices who were in urgent need began to ask among the apprentices, trying to buy back the potion at a higher price.

As an old shop specializing in potions, the door of Ulrich Alchemy Shop is rarely visited.

It seems that the apprentices have forgotten that this was the store where they queued.

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"What did you say?" Joseph roared at the apprentice in front of him, "You said half of my potions were not sold!"

"Focus! Pay attention! Medicine! Potion! Can't sell it!"

Josep slapped the table angrily, almost shaking it apart.

Two years ago, he proudly announced at the Apprentice Exchange Meeting that Urich's store would sell no less than fifty bottles of concentration potion every month.

At that time, all the apprentices who knew the news were applauding!

It was also because of this sentence that he spent a lot of time making potions every month, and even his alchemy was delayed a lot.

But now, only two short years have passed, and his concentration potion can no longer be sold!

Facing Josep's roar, the apprentice could only smile bitterly and lower his head. He was just a part-time worker, and he did not dare to talk back to the young owner of the shop.

"Sir, the potions are all here. Can I still lie to you?"

"What's going on?" Joseph suppressed his anger. There was no way that a best-selling product like Focus Potion could not be sold. There must be some external reasons that affected his business.

"Sir..." the apprentice said cautiously, "Don't you know? Not only are you selling concentration potions in the commercial district, Master Jorod's apprentice Richard is also selling concentration potions, and..."

"And what!" Joseph's eyes were blazing, and his angry eyes almost pierced the apprentice in front of him into a sieve.

"And his shipment volume is higher than yours, and the quality of the concentration potions is...stable than yours." The apprentice thought about it again and again, and decided to replace "good" with "stable" which was more acceptable.

"Stable? Stable!"

Joseph was almost mad at these words. He, a descendant of wizards who had received wizard education since childhood, could not compare with a wild man who was selected from among mortals and had only learned alchemy for a few years in terms of his most talented potion. apprentice!

It didn't matter to him that Richard was stealing women from him.

As he said, knowledge and magic stones are the cornerstones of wizards' progress.

But now, Richard wants to compete with him for the magic stone!

I want to fight him for the magic stone!

"...Sir, do you have anything else to do?" the clerk apprentice asked in a low voice.

Josep waved his hand, signaling the apprentice to leave. The moment the apprentice closed the door, Josep pounded on the table like a madman.

He almost went crazy and smashed everything in the room, smashed the table, smashed the vases, tore the paintings on the wall to pieces... He left the whole room in ruins.

After venting, Josep sat on the ruins of furniture and stared at the wall blankly.

His anger dissipated?

Not really.

He stood up and straightened his clothes, then came to a cabinet and took out a few college coins.

He clicked the amount, and after making sure it was enough, he put on a black cloak and went to a restaurant called Corner Alley in the living area.

"Sir, what would you like to order?" A waiter came up and asked.

Josep gave the waiter a cold look, "Medium rare black stone beef steak."

"...Who do you want to give it to?" The waiter took out a small notebook.

"Richard, Richard of Jorod."

The waiter frowned and his writing hand stopped.

"This is a big shot."

"You won't do it?" Joseph asked.