When Marvey and Archbishop Brandon arrived in the small town of Beckensfield, there were already a lot of people gathered outside the town.

Judging from the costumes, most of them are merchants, and even a few familiar looking nobles, the town of Beckensfield, located on the outskirts of London, has not been so lively for a long time, and the mayor put on his most expensive clothes early in the morning, standing at the entrance of the town with his head held high, waiting for the arrival of Ma Wei and the others.

"Your Lord! Your Lord! ”

Seeing Ma Wei and the others getting off the train, the mayor immediately gathered around with Father Fran and other residents of the town, and asked expectantly, "Lord Lord, the Borg grass is ripe, when will we start harvesting?" ”

In the farmland outside the town, the green Borg grass sways with the breeze, it looks like a weed, but in fact it is not, the biggest difference between the Borg grass and the weed is the rhizome, the rhizome of the Borg grass grows a black meat ball, and the slurry inside has a certain detoxification effect, and the effect is better with the bezoar.

Borg grass is not a rare extraordinary herb, if no one manages it, a Borg grass can reproduce hundreds of thousands of similar plants in half a year, plant one at the beginning of the year, and harvest a mountain at the end of the year.

Although Borg grass is very cheap, it is also in high demand in the church, in addition to making antidotes, the fibers extracted from Borg grass can be used to make ropes that capture transcendent creatures, as long as they are soaked in tung oil, they will become extremely tough, and some ropes made of high-aged Borg grass are even stronger than iron chains.

"Archbishop Brandon, you can pick the first Borg grass."

"This may not be the first time that Borg grass has been planted in human history, but it is the result of our large-scale cultivation in this era, which is of great significance, and such an honor should be opened by someone of prestige," Ma Wei invited. ”

"Okay."

Archbishop Brandon is not a hypocritical person, he came to the town of Beckensfield today to come to the town, because next Ma Wei is going to announce the purchase price of the Borg grass on the spot, which may cause a lot of uproar.

With him, at least the stability of the scene can be guaranteed.

As Archbishop Brandon uprooted a Borg grass, excited residents rushed into the field with cloth gloves, the edge of the Borg grass has a row of jagged protrusions, the slightest carelessness will scratch the fingers, and the oxalic acid has a paralytic toxin in it, which will make people bleed and not fatal, but no one wants to be injured.

In front of everyone's eyes, baskets of harvested Borg grass were delivered to the edge of the ridges, and the staff of the Manstein Potions Company carried out a public weighing, and each time they were weighed, the empty baskets had to be weighed again, minus the weight, and strive to be accurate.

The sun was setting in the west, and it was not until late evening that the borg grass was harvested, which was the result of the concerted efforts of the residents, and the crops would have to be harvested for at least two or three days during the busy farming period.

"Mr. Nicholas, after weighing, a total of about 350,000 pounds of Borg grass were harvested, and this is the breakdown!"

The Manstein Potions staff handed the table to Mavi, and there were hundreds of acres of farmland around Beckensfeld, and Borg grass was very productive, at least hundreds of thousands of pounds per acre, at 1,000 pounds per acre.

After reading the statistical table, it was time to announce the purchase price, and the onlookers and nobles couldn't help but get closer, for fear of missing something.

"A total of 350,000 pounds of borg grass were harvested in the town of Beckensfield, which is 1p per pound of borg grass at market prices."

On the ridge of the field, Ma Wei said loudly to the surroundings: "According to the Potions Subsidy Act introduced by the kingdom, the purchase price given by the Manstein Potions Company is 2 pence per pound!" ”

Wow –

The surroundings suddenly became lively, and both merchants and nobles showed shocked expressions.

To say that it is not shocked is false.

Even if there is a bill subsidy, I haven't seen anyone directly double the purchase price!

350,000 pounds of borg grass, 2 pence per pound, for a total of 700,000 pence, about 116,000 shillings, converted into gold pounds

That's 5,800 gold pounds!

What is this concept?

A small town with a population of only a few thousand earned 5,800 gold pounds in just one week!

Each person gets 1 gold pound or more!

You must know that the weekly salary of 1 gold pound in London is a proper white-collar level!

Enough to feed a whole family!

Such a terrible profit rate instantly made many people's eyes red, and some even shouted: "It's not fair! Who doesn't know that the small town of Beckensfield is your brother's territory? You deliberately overpriced them! ”

In the face of doubts, Ma Wei said lightly: "There is no such thing as Manstein Potions Company deliberately charging high prices, the town of Beckensfeld is indeed the territory of my brother Felix, but I will not favor them because of this, this price is indeed carefully calculated and carefully considered." ”

"Besides, even if I want to favor them, I shouldn't blatantly favor them in front of so many people, wouldn't it be better to be biased in private?"

The onlookers looked at each other: "So, the price of the Manstein Potions Company's acquisition of Borg grass is indeed 2 pence a pound?" ”

"Yes, that's right."

"But I want to remind you that the town of Beckensfield was able to grow mature Borg grass in a week because they used growth potions, and the cost of growth potions was only a little more than 1 pence per pound, and planting potions too often in a field in a short period of time will also cause potions to be reduced, so you can think about what to do." ”

The vast majority of people only heard Marvey say that the purchase price of the borg grass was 2 pence per pound, completely ignoring the second half of the advice.

With the horrible yield of Borg grass, 2 pence per pound is no different from grabbing money!

That's the bonus!

This is the tuyere!

Not only the surrounding merchants and nobles, but also the mayor and the residents were stunned when they heard the price given by Mavi, and after the shock, they wept bitterly with excitement, and almost prostrate on the ground to greet the lord like in the Middle Ages.

For many people, this is indeed an opportunity to change their fate, but this opportunity will not last long, at the beginning, the market is not stable, there are many opportunities, and after the entry of big capital and the use of capital to monopolize the market, the opportunity has nothing to do with ordinary people.

The tuyere can only allow you to make a wave of quick money, and whether you can take advantage of the situation to take off depends on your personal ability.

But for the residents of Beckensfield, 2 pence per pound of borg grass was enough to improve their lives, meaning they no longer had to work as tailors to support their families, and they could support themselves by growing potions

Many merchants and nobles left the town of Beckensfield by train, they were going back to prepare, the next direction of Manstein's Potions Company was clear, and the next step was when the competition began, whoever entered first would earn more, and a minute late could lose thousands or even tens of thousands of gold pounds.

"Look at the way they look."

Looking at the merchants and nobles who couldn't wait to rush onto the train, Levin smiled disdainfully: "With the wind of cultivating potions, your reputation will completely spread, big brother, as long as you are bound to the merchants and elites in South London, how can they not vote for you?" ”

Ma Wei smiled and said: "This is something that the Conservatives will never be able to do, we have taken the emerging market of Potions, and if we have control, we will control part of London's economy, and we are the biggest emerging capital compared to the so-called old aristocrats, New Money." ”

Different identities, different ways of doing things, if Ma Wei came directly to London to promote the truth, there is a high probability that he will be regarded as a madman by the people, as an old capitalist power, if you want to take the Kingdom of Windsor, you must not use ordinary means, only by becoming capital, can you enter the upper class of London, and have the opportunity to do something almost impossible.

"Mr. Nicholas! Your Lord! ”

While Mavi was talking to Levin, the mayor quietly approached and whispered, "In addition to Borg grass, can we grow other transcendent herbs?"

"What, you still want to make more money?" Levin frowned.

The mayor lowered his head in embarrassment, rubbed his hands and said, "Look at what you said, Lord Lord, of course we want to make money, it was you who led us to make a fortune, and we will definitely not forget you!" ”

"Borg grass is a harmless and extraordinary herb, the least difficult to grow, rarely affected by external factors such as weather, and the benefits are also very good, and it is currently the most suitable crop for the town."

Ma Wei said expressionlessly: "It's not that there are no more expensive seeds, it's not that there are no extraordinary herbs that are more expensive, it's just that you can't control these at the moment, and the benefits are often accompanied by risks, being able to grow Borg grass does not mean that you can grow other extraordinary herbs, planting Borg grass can already bring wealth to the town, until the herb cultivation method finds a reasonable way, I recommend that you only plant Borg grass." ”

"Hey, yes, we'll all listen to you."

The mayor didn't dare to disobey Ma Wei, and nodded again and again, no one knew if he listened to it, but the so-called good words are hard to persuade damn ghosts, Ma Wei has already said what should be said, and he has done what should be done, and what will happen to Beckensfield Town in the future is inseparable from the mayor.

In the evening, after settling the payment, the Maveys and Archbishop Brandon had dinner in the town, where a great feast was held to celebrate the harvest, and it was not until 9 o'clock that the Maveys took the last train back to London.

After leaving King's Cross Station, Marvey did not immediately part ways with Archbishop Brandon, but went to St. Paul's Cathedral with Archbishop Brandon to settle the issue of guarding and choosing otherworldly items.

Ma Wei is of great significance to the Church, and Archbishop Brandon has mentioned more than once that he wants to give Ma Wei more protection, but at first he was rejected by Ma Wei, and now he knows that Mr. Butler may assassinate him at any time, and he must no longer be indifferent.

The Witcher's headquarters is not far from St. Paul's Cathedral, and the Mavi couple followed Archbishop Brandon to the Witcher's headquarters first, arranged for three of the most elite witcher squads to protect themselves, and then went to St. Paul's Cathedral to explain the situation to Pope Ubrey I.

The Treasury of the General Church is the most important place, just like the place where the Church of Truth keeps the Crystal Skull, these otherworldly items are so powerful that the slightest mismatch can lead to irreparable consequences.

As the archbishop, Brandon can enter and exit the treasury at will, but if he wants to bring other people in, he must get the consent of Pope Ubley I.

Located on the first floor of St. Paul's Cathedral and connected to the basement floor, the Treasury is a giant safe made of stainless steel, which is said to have been built with the city's most elite architects and locksmiths, with countless mechanisms, and a mechanical lock structure that can only be opened in a specific way.

"Since the arrival of the goddesses, the church has once again renovated and upgraded the treasure house, repaired and maintained the original magic array, and added several kinds of magic to the original one."

Ma Wei and the others came to a black iron gate, Archbishop Brandon inserted the token of Pope Ubli I into the keyhole, and while turning, the machine bracket roared, the gears snapped one after another, and the thick iron latches were separated layer by layer, the ground was shaking, and at the same time, the defensive magic arrays were also quickly lifted.

"The last time the treasure house was stolen, it was because the demons of the Supreme Four Pillars destroyed the magic array, they had the contract holy sword of the ancient god Beryl, and it was easy to destroy these magic arrays, but now it's okay, we have strengthened our defense again, and more than a hundred layers of magic arrays are opened at the same time, even if the ancient god Beryl is there in person, it can resist for two seconds."

"Two or two seconds?"

Levine was stunned for a moment, he thought Archbishop Brandon was going to brag about something, as a result

Just two seconds?

"Two seconds is not bad." Archbishop Brandon said in a calm tone: "What is the existence of the ancient god Belier, I don't need to explain it to you, if he comes in person, let alone a hundred layers of magic array, even if the three goddesses attack at the same time, I am afraid he is not his opponent."

"I don't need to brag to you, just say whatever you want, in short, if you run into the ancient god Belier in the future, remember, run if you can, pray if you can, pray that he can open the net and let you die happily."

"Is it that scary?" Levin recalls the scene when the old god Beryl was originally projected into London: "I feel that he is not as vicious as I imagined"

"He is still sealed, how can he be vicious?" Archbishop Brandon said angrily: "Although I have never seen the ancient god Balyl, but the teachings of the Goddess of Fate Church clearly say that the ancient god Balyl is a nine-headed and seventy-two-armed great demon, with eyes on his body, each eye represents an ability, it is impossible to kill him, and together with Asis, who is an ancient god, he only sealed him!" ”

"Not to mention this, there are still many demons on the Demon Gate that have not come, which means that the ancient god Belier will not be able to break free from the seal in the short term, so let's think about the current situation first."

As he spoke, Archbishop Brandon pushed open the iron door in front of him:

"This is one of the core areas of the Goddess of Fate Church, silence, don't make noise to the sleeping existence"