Chapter 261 - Mass Production (1)
Chapter 261: Mass Production (1)
Mo Yi frowned. He looked at Mo Fei, wanted to say something but didn’t know where to start.
Mo Yi sized Mo Yi up and down, asking with his head turning sideways, “Yiyi, what is wrong with you? If you have a problem, just shoot! Don’t you feel awful to hold something in your heart?”
Mo Yi looked at Mo Fei seriously, “Young master, I found this Childe Qian Ye is really too dangerous.”
Mo Fei looked at Mo Yi, confused, “Qian Ye is dangerous? Why say that?”
Mo Yi said worriedly, “Young master, you said Childe Qian could use bewitching arts, which only works on those at or below level four. But now he even has bewitched Prince Yu! Young master, do you think his bewitching arts has advanced to a new level?”
Mo Fei, “…” Of course not! Lou Yu just mistook it!
“I don’t think so. How would it be so easy to improve his bewitching arts?” said Mo Fei while giving an awkward smile.
Mo Yi looked at Mo Fei with a face of seriousness, “Young master, anyway, I think you’d better beware of him. He is really too weird.”
Mo Fei took a deep breath, thinking to himself: Yiyi always likes woolgathering! Why didn’t I notice that Yiyi is such an imaginative person?
“Yiyi, you really think too much.” said Mo Fei helplessly.
Mo Yi frowned, saying with a disapproving tone while looking at Mo Fei, “Young master, I am serious. I think we should nip it in the bud, otherwise it’d be too late.”
“I don’t think so.” said Mo Fei.
“Young master, aren’t you worried? I think Prince Yu seems to have…feelings for Qian ye.” said Mo Yi, looking grave.
Mo Fei, “…” What is he thinking?
After taking a deep breath, Mo Fei nodded at Mo Yi, “Hmm, Yiyi, what you said really makes sense. I will put it in my mind. But, let’s focus on the potions for now, ok?”
Watching Mo Fei’s attitude, Mo Yi felt a bit discouraged, thinking to himself: Mo Fei pays no attention, while Prince Yu is like being bewitched. For the present situation, he could only go to Zheng Xuan.
Mo Fei took out a thick pile of orders from his storage ring, after checking them carefully, “I didn’t look it carefully. It’s really a lot!”
“That one-eyed lieutenant general really crossed the line! So many potions! We couldn’t even finish them until next year! Actually he is trying to max you out!” said Mo Yi crossly.
Mo Fei gave a faint smile, saying with a confident tone, “Don’t worry. If it were someone else, he might not be able it finish it till next year. But, for me, it wouldn’t cost me that long.”
Mo Yi looked at Mo Fei suspiciously, “Young master, do you have any solution?”
“Though there are too many of them, most of which are at or below level three. So we can use mass production.” said Mo Fei, eyes glazing.
“Mass production? You mean a few potions at a time?” asked Mo Yi.
Mo Fei nodded, “Exactly!”
Mo Yi said thoughtfully, “I read on the book that refining a few potions one time has a very high requirement of one’s soul force. And most of pharmacists are not capable enough.”
“Most pharmacists wound only mass produce potions three level below his own level, and most high level pharmacists are not interested in making those three levels lower at all.”
“Mass production has a high failure rate. And because of that, sometimes, it’s even slower that making them one by one. So few people would like to use such a method.”
Mo Fei looked at Mo Yi appreciatively, “Yiyi, you really know a lot!”
Mo Yi smiled, “Young master, you are flattering me.”
“The quality of those mass production potions is lower than those normal ones.” Fortunately the potions Mo Fei refined had high purity. So even if it was mass production, at least they could hit the passing line easily.
“The biggest advantage of mass production is it could help the pharmacist improve his soul force and improve his ability of controlling his own soul force.” said Mo Fei while touching his chin.
Mo Yi was totally confused, “Young master, let’s begin already. That one-eyed man dare not urge you. But he came to me quite a few times, asking me to urge you to make potions as soon as possible.”
Mo Fei showed the whites of his eyes, thinking to himself: Do you really think he went to urge you because he dare not urge me? You are too naïve! That one-eyed man urged me over a dozen times yesterday! Finally I really couldn’t take it, and Lou Yu drove him away.
Mo Fei shook his head and then started to refine potions.
Mo Yi served as Mo Fei’s assistant aside. He was responsible for picking out those star herbs Mo Fei needed and then got them classified.
After finishing refining the potions, Mo Yi had to quickly offer another set of clean equipment and then immediately cleaned the used one.
Also he also had to be responsible for labeling those potions.
Mo Yi had thought his job would be much easier than Mo Fei’s, but he felt he was the busy body now.
One after another empty reagent bottles were filled. Only about half a day, the refined potions were filled all over the place. Mo Yi had never known that refining potions was such an easy thing.