In front of the alchemy table, Fisher finished checking the eight finished products, and turned around and shouted blankly: "These are all blood coagulation gels above the passing line, is this really a rookie who is refining medicine for the first time?" I don't think I'm worthy of alchemy......"

"Maybe it's just luck......," Nance muttered under his breath.

Hearing this, Sister Marlene smiled.

"In the future, Master Fisher will concentrate on refining mid-level potions." She instructed Fisher, "Leave the low-level potions for Nance to practice, are you okay?" ”

"Of course not!"

Fishel smiled suddenly.

Low-level potions have low profits, and if you want to make more money, you have to work overtime to refine medicines.

Sister Marlene smiled and nodded, looked at Nance beside her, pursed her red lips, and went straight to the point: "Are you sure that you will refine 500 copies of blood clotting gel for me a week?" ”

Nance was stunned.

500 a week, more than 70 a day.

He had just refined 10 servings, and it took him an hour, and everyone was about to lose his strength.

If you want to practice again, you should rest for at least an hour.

Simply calculated, 500 copies a week means that he spends 14 hours a day refining medicines.

Won't your conscience hurt if you squeeze your partners like this...... Nance looked at Sister Marlene wordlessly.

Fisher turned around, covering his mouth and snickering.

He was also squeezed like this back then, but although Sister Marlene was ruthless, she gave enough money, so he was always willing to be squeezed.

"Can't refine it?" Sister Marlene smiled.

"You can practice it, but it's not necessary." Nance stared faintly at the beautiful woman in front of her.

Sister Marlene did not feel ashamed at all when he looked at her, her narrow eyes curved into a beautiful arc, and she said in a delicate voice: "The profit of a serving of blood clotting gel is 1,400 pence, and if you divide it into two, it is 280 pence." 500 a week, a total of 140,000 pence, or 1,400 pounds. You owe me 100,000 pounds, and if you work hard, you can pay it off in a year and a half. ”

Nance shook his head silently.

It's nice to be able to pay off his debts, but he can't devote all of his time to paying them off.

"I have to be so much!" Sister Marlene said, her cheek leaning towards him.

The beautiful and charming face turned red at a speed visible to the naked eye, showing unscrupulous cheerfulness and decisiveness.

The alarm bell rang in Nance's ears.

She leaned up slightly, leaning closer to Nance, and her warm and fragrant breath breathed on his neck: "You won't refuse me, will you?" Oh, dear Adel, my child......"

When the nuns began to bewitch people, a vibrant, glamorous atmosphere spread.

Nance shuddered slightly.

His face was red to the base of his ears, and from the roots of his ears to his neck, and his toes were curled up in his shoes.

At this moment, Sister Marlene seemed to be kissing his earlobe and whispering to him: There are outsiders here, I am embarrassed to say it. Actually, I like you so much, why don't you promise me......

Not to mention Nance, even Fisher, who was watching dryly, was red and short of breath. His biggest regret now is that he is not handsome enough, otherwise he may be able to enjoy the temptation of beauty at that time......

At the critical moment, the queen scolded "give this king an point", which brought Nance back to his senses.

Sister Marlene looked up at this moment, and when she saw his stiff but ruddy face, there was a hint of amusement and smugness on her delicate and beautiful cheeks. Immediately, she covered her lips lightly and asked with a smile, "Are you still going to refuse me now?" ”

Is my heart in the Queen's Mother's...... Nance thought of this possibility, then looked away and glanced at Fisher.

Sister Marlene comprehended and said lightly: "Master Fisher, please go to Shin-Yokohama and help me buy some fusion liquid for refining mid-level potions." ”

"I'll go now."

Fisher turned away very familiarly.

In the quiet room, Sister Marlene returned to her languid posture and lay down in a velvet chair.

The black nun's dress tightly wrapped around her body, making her exposed neck look extraordinarily white, and as she breathed, the towering arc of her chest rose and fell gracefully, and it was very warm to look at...... There is also the absolute realm between the black suspenders and the nun's skirt, like a spring prairie, looking dry and clean, people can't help but want to lie down and roll.

Nance looked at the gleaming metal suspenders on her thighs and discussed with her. "500 is really too much, can it be less?"

The fatigue on Sister Marlene's face became a little thicker, and her slender fingers crossed her chest: "I'm afraid that you're tired, but I need a lot of money lately, even if I feel sorry for you, I can only let you do it." Don't be sad, I will compensate you well in the future, and I will never break my word. ”

As she spoke, she looked sideways, her cheeks flushed as she looked at Nance.

Because of the smile, the eyes bent a shallow arc, as attractive as a vixen.

People with average concentration may surrender directly.

Nance didn't think he had a good focus, but there was a bigger threat waiting for him ahead, so he was able to endure it.

"I can't spend all my time refining blood gel, and you know how strong the enemy I am going to face is." He frowned slightly, and said in a deep voice, "Unless ......"

At this point he stopped.

Sister Marlene gave him a blank look and took the initiative to answer: "Unless what? ”

"Unless you want me to refine a potion that can stimulate the division and reproduction of magic elements." Nance said calmly.

Sister Marlene's lazy eyes flashed with a fine light, and she tilted her head to stare deeply at the young man in front of her.

As an impure nun, her eyes were extremely vicious, and upon closer inspection, she found in her heart that although Nance would be blushing and embarrassed in the face of her charms, his concentration had never disappeared. In the depths of those dark eyes, it was as calm as a bottomless pool.

This guy is not simple...... Sister Marlene lowered her head and took a sip of wine, the scrutinizing expression on her face was restrained by her. Then she looked at Nance with a smile on her face, and her eyes were very tempting.

"The potions that can split and multiply are at least mid-level potions." She pursed her rosy lips, and after a pause, she smiled and said, "I have a lot of confidence in you, but I can't give you a temper yet." A thing that costs at least £100, even if I have money, I can't afford to spoil it. ”

"I have a low-level prescription." Nance whispered.

Hearing this, Sister Marlene's eyes flashed with a hint of astonishment, and after being slightly stunned, her pretty face suddenly surged with a burst of ruddy, obviously made a little out of shape by this sudden surprise.

Nanses looked at her silently.

After meeting Sister Marlene last night, he had done his homework for a second meeting.

Potions is a new discipline that has only emerged in the new era, with a history of only more than 200 years, and the reserve of knowledge is pitiful.

The reason why potions are so profitable is largely due to the fact that there are only three or four hundred prescriptions in existence.

The research and development of new prescriptions is a high-risk, high-return investment.

Low-level potions are okay, they can rely on known chemical knowledge for molecular purification, such as the R&D cost of potions such as blood clotting gel, which is still within an acceptable range, and can be seen on the market casually.

But when it comes to mid-level potions, part of the research and development process is already wandering around in the blind spot of knowledge, and there is not even a splash after hundreds of millions of pounds.

It is precisely because research and development is too difficult, so all mid-level potions are exclusive business, and there is almost no possibility of imitation.

However, the database in Nance's brain contains tens of thousands of potion recipes. Although most of the prescriptions are useless, one or two hundred of them are the kind that can shock the world when they are taken out.

For example, the low-level potion he took out now that could induce the division and reproduction of magic essence.

Low-level potions, the efficacy is naturally not as good as that of medium-level potions, but its cost and refining power are huge advantages compared to medium-level potions.

There is never a shortage of demand in the sinking market!

Looking at Sister Marlene's flushed face, and the fiery look in her eyes that wanted to eat Nance in one bite, you could see how eager she was to get the cure.

Shizaki, are you waiting for me...... Nance silently shouted in his heart: Our family is going to be rich-