Black Iron’s Glory

Chapter 116: Money

Another bottle of primary therapy was successfully extracted by Claude and is also of perfect quality, as can be seen from the colour of the drug. The key points of several steps in the manufacture of primary therapeutics, as documented by the Landers Mage in his diary, are very simple and important, and Claude is almost replicating them in general, producing these perfect quality primary therapeutics.

Unlike what Mrs Maria pointed out, Claude found herself easily refined synthetic primary therapeutics in the Alchemy Character Array and of perfect quality. But pharmacology books say that the highest quality a pharmacist can extract synthetic drugs is excellent, followed by good and qualified.

Mrs. Maria also said that pharmacists rely on mechanical devices and laboratory appliances to handle medicines and refine synthetic drugs, so the quality of medicines is 80 percent better, and they can't achieve the perfect quality of 100 percent of what magicians can make.

But the Landmaster said in his diary that drugs that were not of perfect quality were, in the magician's view, defeats. Claude thinks this is mainly because the magician uses the alchemy spell array to extract synthetic agents, while the pharmacist can only use other methods to process and synthesize the drug, which is inherently downwind.

Claude understood this, and his refining and synthesis of primary therapeutic agents in Mrs. Maria's pharmacological laboratory on the mechanical devices and test apparatus there always failed. Three tubes of the drug were successfully extracted, but the treatment agent became toxic as a result of improper handling of the drug.

And now Claude has an Alchemy Character Array, and just according to what Master Landers pointed out in his diary, he handled the medication and refined the medication in the Alchemy Character Array, so he successfully manufactured the perfect quality of primary therapy.

Looking at a row of 20 or so crystal filled primary treatments in the closet, Claude grabbed his messy hair with confusion, and what was he supposed to do with these perfect primary treatments? There's no way to sell it at the pharmacy!

Mrs. Maria is already an intermediate pharmacist, but she can only refine medicines of excellent quality. If you just take these perfectly quality medicines and sell them to the pharmacy, then someone who knows how to do it will know that you are a magician...

Because Claude almost ran out of money to buy these drugs and experiment with the raw materials, he wanted to refine them and take them to the town pharmacy to sell some money to make up for the shyness in his bag.

Anyway, a lot of people in town knew that he was valued by Mrs. Maria and followed her around to learn about pharmacology. Even when Mrs. Maria returned to Wang Du, Claude was still appointed head of the forest and had access to the forest's pharmacological laboratory, a treatment that many envied.

If he sells some primary-therapy drugs of good quality or good quality to a pharmacy in town, then no one would doubt that he has a gift in pharmacology. In such a short time to refine a successful drug, Mrs. Maria had a very good eye for discovering a young drug genius like Claude and so on.

But now if he were to sell these perfectly quality primary therapeutics, the consequences would be obvious, unless he could reduce the quality of those drugs to good or good. But the problem is whether it's in the pharmacology book or in the diary of Master Rand, there are only requirements to improve the quality, but there is no way to teach how to reduce the quality of the drug.

This is medicine, not wine, not mixed with a little water. Refined agents have become another liquid, and even water cannot be combined. But if the heating process is forcibly fused, it will most likely cause the drug to fail, or turn into another unknown drug...

For half a day Claude came up with only two solutions. One was to pack these primary therapeutics and send them to Lady Maria for treatment. She was not in the way of selling these perfectly quality drugs there. Wang Du's people were knowledgeable and wouldn't be surprised. However, it would take a long time to make a one-time payment, and it would not seem worthwhile to hire a special person to travel for more than two dozen bottles of medicine, and it would be inexpensive to ship too little.

Another way is to sell it to this fat old man Julian, but because of the ambush in the woods some time ago, Claude's subconscious unwillingness to deal with this fat old man. What he fears is that Julian, who is in charge of this underground acquisition site, is likely to perceive his true identity from the more than twenty bottles of primary treatment he sells.

If you buy only the magic material for the experiment from Julian, Claude is confident that the fat old man won't find out who he really is. But as soon as you sell these perfectly high quality medicines, Julian's eyes will soon be on you.

It's simple to make a purchase with a sale. Claude, if you sell these 20 or so bottles to this fat old man Julien, then Julien just needs to find out who bought a lot of the raw material about the primary treatment in White Deer Town some time ago and knows that the masked magician he's dealing with is Claude.

Never mind, just throw it here first, and then find a way to get some money for the test material. Claude decided to take a bath, stay in the woodland for the past three days, sleep in the morning, stay up all night to do those alchemy experiments, make himself a little ghost free, have to take care of himself, and visit the woodland again.

You can't be too obsessed with something! Claude sighed after the bath. How did you get here these days? Your underwear stinks and you don't know how to change it. From the day the Alchemy Character Array was set up successfully, the last 10 days, as soon as I returned to the woodland for a quick tour, I went into a small study to manipulate the Alchemy Character Array.

Theorie seemed to come looking for herself for something trivial about the woodland, and was driven away by her own temper. What did you say? Let him go away and don't interfere with his learning...

Looking at the calendar on the wall, well, it's November 18th, and the next eight days are November 26th, and it's my graduation day in the country. I had to go to school that day to get my diploma and attend the graduation ceremony. How does the class director Wickham teach? The school also invited parents of all graduates to attend the graduation ceremony...

By the way, I haven't been home in over a decade. On the 15th day, the school gave the graduates of the third country an early holiday. They drove directly back to the woodland in a carriage. After that, they stayed in the cabin for three days. They were experimenting with alchemy in the small study. Until today, they woke up with all the medicines and test ingredients.

Perhaps I still suffer from obsessive-compulsive disorder, so I can't stop using up that material. Claude was a little helpless, and if he hadn't run out of test material, he might still be in the little study playing with that alchemy charm.

After refining and synthesizing the last bottle of primary therapeutic agent, I thought to myself where to get some money and buy some test materials to continue the alchemy magic experiment. This is really sinking into that alchemy magic charm array.

No wonder Master Landers said in his diary that he often forgot to take a break from his alchemy experiments days and nights. Honestly, when I did the experiment, I watched those raw materials and medicines change in the alchemy spell array, and they were shaped, fused, separated, refined and synthesized by themselves. It was really fascinating, and it had a particularly successful satisfaction...

Claude walked out of the cabin patting herself on the forehead, wearing a coat, the sky was dusty and a little dark, wondering if it would rain at night. If it hadn't rained, it would probably have snowed in two days. The weather got colder and colder, I should go home in the afternoon, and some winter clothes and glove hats were all in the little attic, and I should bring them over.

After moving his lower body, he went to the house to grab a flaming rope gun and put it on his shoulder, and Claude was ready to visit the woodland and get some prey to take home.

Siori was seen at the stables, feeding his old horse and cleaning the horse dung in the stables. These horse dung he's going to transport to the mountains where the couple opened up a couple of acres of mountain fields, pile them up in a big pit they dug up over there, and get them for next spring when they get there.

“Sorry, Uncle Theorie. I was studying medicine the other day, learning the most critical place, and when you came to me, you were upset because your studies were interrupted. By the way, what did you call me for the other day?” Claude sincerely expressed his apologies.

“Nothing." Theorie barely cracked her mouth: “Well, winter is coming up, and in previous years we both went to the woodland to pick up some branches, cut down some dead trees, and dragged them back to a pit to burn charcoal, so that winter wouldn't feel cold either. Now that you're in charge of the woodland, I was just wondering if you could burn some charcoal for yourself, as you used to. ”

“Charcoal burning?” Claude nodded when he thought about it: “Well, you don't have to tell me how much charcoal you use, so burn it if you want. I'll go up to the mountains and bring you some if you have any prey. ”

Claude rode the horse to visit the woods when he pulled the black horse Jamie out of the saddle. Luckily, on the edge of the western mountain, on the slope at the edge of the forest farm, a group of wild goats were found, and Claude shot and killed one, so he returned with pride.

Returning to the woodland to the creek, Claude peeled the wild goats, cleaned them up and cut them in half, half ready to go home again, the other half chopped off their front legs and gave them to the Theories, and left the back leg in the cabin for two days to eat. If it gets cold today, don't worry about the meat getting broken.

Put the wagon on, throw half the wild goat on the wagon, and Claude drove off to town. By the time we got to the big red brick house in our own house, it was five o'clock in the afternoon and it was time for the mother to cook.

It was only when Claude entered the door with half a wild goat that she noticed that the atmosphere at home was somewhat wrong. Her mother's face was not very good. When she saw Claude come in, she just barely laughed. After taking the wild goat, she stopped talking. And my father was sitting in the chair of the restaurant, smoking his pipe, and the windows were shut in the restaurant, and the fumes were so heavy.

As soon as Claude came back, his younger brother Brooke rushed over and hugged his thigh. He seemed to have two tear marks on his face, as if he had just cried. Not even half the size of a snowdog is usually that excited, just shaking his tail towards Claude...

“What happened at home? Father...” Claude asks, "Did Albert cause trouble to the family again? ”

Claude's first suspicion was what went wrong with Arnett, so both parents looked a little frustrated. Claude wouldn't mind suing Albert in front of his parents if he hadn't been unable to explain why he saw Albert in the old street the last night.

Mr. Morsan shook his head and said to Claude, "It's none of his business, for another reason. It's gonna be okay. It's gonna be okay. It's gonna be okay. By the way, how did you expect to come back today? You didn't even come home from school three days ago. Your mother made a lot of good food waiting for you to come back, and she was disappointed...”

“I'm sorry, I happened to be obsessed with drugs the other day, and I came back to the test key, I forgot to go home, I just wanted to do the test, so I didn't want to come back.” Claude had to apologize first.

“I caught a wild goat in the woods today and wanted to bring it home to give you a taste. And it's getting cold. Come get some clothes. The school also said that the 26th is our graduation ceremony and parents are welcome to attend. By the way, Father, I've been in the woods for months and haven't been paid once, so I want some money..."