The lord is red again

Miss Miko's potion shop officially opened.

On a morning that made people unhappy, all the busy figures received the reminder and put down their work.

The long queue from the door made Miko so shocked that she couldn't hide her rabbit teeth, and also made the female blacksmith Lian next door hug her chest and couldn't help but stamp her feet secretly. After all, her blacksmith shop's business couldn't compare with the potion shop.

"As long as you can supply potions," Linde's voice came to her ears like a magic sound.

As long as you can supply potions, you can make as much money as you want, right?

Swallowing quietly, Miko looked at the first person who came to her: "What do you want?"

It's all money, all my money!

The rabbit's eyes began to turn red.

The undead who was suddenly stared at by Miko was startled, but when he looked at the bottles of glass potions on the counter of the potion shop and the light emanating from the bottles.

Orange, blue, as if the jumping fireflies formed by the gathering of magic power, exuded the initial joy as the sight was fixed.

The potion shop, with only one window open, faces the east, but the sunlight is blocked by the low eaves, and the sunlight stops at the silver hair on the witch's forehead.

The shop is dark, but as the undead's eyes fall on the shelves, the jumping light in the potion bottles lights up like lanterns.

The magic light illuminates the potion shop with a little "European living room" style.

So beautiful! The charm from magic makes people crazy and want to possess it all.

"I want it all!" The undead waved his hand: "All!"

Money has no meaning to the undead.

Farming, fighting monsters, and completing tasks, there are too many ways to make money, but there are too few places to spend money.

And playing games requires brains. If the potion cannot be supplied infinitely, he can become a second-hand dealer and sell it at a higher price. Even if he doesn't sell it, he can use it to train his teammates.

"Damn, isn't this the rich guy?"

"He's going to clear out his stock!"

"Is there a purchase limit?"

"I don't have enough money, is there a brother who can help me buy a bottle of Orange Juice? I can transfer money offline." Some people are calling for offline transactions, which also made the undead people who were queuing up noisy.

Players hate krypton gold players, and they hate krypton gold players who are not themselves.

"Doomsday Ring" does not provide offline krypton gold channels, but many people have contacted privately in the past ten days since the game was launched.

Among them, the most fierce transaction is not in other places, but in Star Dragon Post.

Other places are still doing the work of beating mountain people, catching chickens and chasing dogs. Star Dragon Post has opened planting, defeated several BOSS, and the equipment store has been updated twice.

There is even the first level 11 in the whole server.

Some people don't want to work hard after farming to the maximum level, and turn to exploration to find more interesting content.

But some undead people choose to continue farming, sell money, and then trade Rand gold coins and offline money 1:1.

"Only one copy" Listening to the noisy exchange, Mi Ke raised a white and tender finger: "Purchase limit!"

She had never heard of purchase limit before, but her understanding ability was not a problem. She did find from the expressions of those people that they really wanted to buy out their potion stocks, so Mi Ke had to raise her finger to emphasize.

Although she didn't understand the purchase limit, she knew Old Cherry from Prey Town. The stingy talent shown by the cunning businessman when chatting with her made Mi Ke fully understand the many characteristics of doing business.

She had also seen similar scenes of selling everything to one person at once, just like Old Cherry often bought out other people's goods in one go, and then raised the price himself.

Let others make money?

That's all my money!

Although the idea was good, the situation exceeded Mi Ke's expectations. The potions on the shelves were sold out in an instant.

The potions that had been placed in Prey Town for ten days and a half months without anyone paying attention to them became hot commodities here.

No one bargained, and they even rushed to buy them.

Even when selling, Mi Ke couldn't help but want to raise the price.

I definitely set the price too low, and my heart is bleeding!

Rand gold coins are indeed useless to her, but as a currency, considering the current resource situation of Star Dragon Outpost, the value of Rand gold coins is undoubtedly several times higher than the gold stamp tickets in Prey Town.

Why didn't she know about Star Dragon Outpost earlier? If she had known earlier, why would she still waste time in Prey Town? She would have made a lot of money here.

Accompanied by the sound of friction, a tall figure stopped in front of the window of the potion shop, and the sunlight was blocked, and Mi Ke's eyes went dark.

She looked up at the figure standing in front of her, and her short golden hair was shining lightly after being penetrated by the sunlight.

The lord is here.

"Your business looks good?" Linde looked at the empty shelves.

"Lord" Mi Ke tried to maintain the corners of her mouth, but like a rodent hiding a tree hole with nuts, she couldn't hide the sly smile on her face at all. Anyone who saw her knew that she must have made a fortune.

"Remember what we said?" Linde looked at the empty potion shop.

The shelves were empty.

He had expected the current situation, but Miko's crucible was not even on!

As a lord, he was very unhappy that the workers were so short-sighted.

What I want is your attitude.

"Supply potions!" Miko looked at the undead who had not yet walked away in the distance: "But they bought too much. The potions I made by staying up late and sleeping less in the past few nights were directly sold out."

60 people really means 60 pure purchasing power, and a conversion rate of 1:1 would be exaggerated anywhere.

The supply exceeds the demand, what a happy trouble!

"You don't need to solve this problem. You must make as many potions as possible," Lind said. "I will find a way to control their purchase frequency."

Linde would like to have an unlimited supply of potions, but this is impossible, even if the undead people can grow the ingredients for potions themselves, because currently only Mi Ke can cook potions.

He recently researched the gold medal and already has preliminary results. Next, he needs a group of undead people to help him "decrypt" it, but there was so much noise when the potion shop opened this morning that Lind had to come over and take a look.

Looking at Mi Ke who was still triumphant, Linde felt helpless.

You sell out all the potions in one go every time. Aren't you just being a fool?

Maybe the Rabbit Tooth Witch doesn't know how stupid she is and really thinks she's making a lot of money? You are just a tool for making medicine.

He had to teach the other party how to do business.

"Magic potion..." Linde reminded: "You must ensure that your crucible is always boiling. You are also eligible to purchase magic potion, but today is the first time you buy it. You can buy it in any amount and no time limit, but you must have a limited time limit tomorrow. Buy it and come to me after dinner tonight and I will tell you how to do it in detail.”

"Yes!" Miss Miko nodded, but she still didn't quite understand why there was a limit.

Why don't you make money as soon as possible while you can make money?

For the next whole day, Mi Ke was immersed in the joy of cooking potions. The materials required for healing potions and energy potions were ordinary. She still had a lot of stock in hand, which she had deducted while helping Linde cook the potions. of.

She originally didn't plan to pass on the materials herself, but it seemed okay to subsidize it and earn gold coins first. It would be more uncomfortable to not earn money than to kill her.

But slowly she realized something was wrong.

Why are the immortals always buying medicine? Every time they make a bottle, it is immediately bought.

To do this she had to open three cauldrons, but the supply still exceeded the demand.

The five crucibles... are already beyond control. They are really busy running around without touching their feet, but the supply still exceeds the demand.

When it got dark, Mi Ke later realized that he hadn't eaten yet, and his stomach growled wildly.

She pulled out a bottle of energy potion and poured it into her mouth, feeling her body instantly rejuvenated.

"Miss Miko, do you still have the goods?" Seeing her stop, another undead man came up to chat.

In fact, by now, almost every undead person has bought the potion. They just want to tease Miko and don't want to see her stop and rest.

It is also impossible to pour medicine into your mouth all the time. If you take it all the time in a short period of time, the effect will be greatly reduced.

It was interesting for everyone to see how she looked obsessed with money but was so busy that her feet never touched the ground.

How like a beaten-up worker in real life, who must come over to encourage her to work!

"Closed today!" Mi Ke quickly closed the window.

She felt that the lord was right, potions must be purchased in limited quantities...limited quantities.

Turning to look at a small box of Rand gold coins, rabbit teeth appeared with a smile.

"How about we limit it the day after tomorrow?"