Chapter 223: have a fortune
James found a carriage, the three of them got on the carriage, and the exhausted soldier immediately collapsed on the chair with soft cushions and backrest, groaned, and the whole person showed the legendary Ge You lying.
It's the kind of "I'm almost a waste cat" lying method.
Seeing his embarrassed appearance, Panda couldn't help laughing, but James didn't smile at all. He hesitated for a while, but couldn't help but ask, "Mr. Panda, this Mr. Yiluo... how is his craftsmanship?"
Panda asked back, "What kind of craftsmanship are you asking about?"
"Of course it's the craft of making magic equipment!"
Panda smiled: "His craftsmanship ranks second among the people I know."
"Bullshit!" Of course Binglin understood what Panda meant, and suddenly became furious, struggling to sit up and shouting, "No... Eric's set is not the right way of industry at all! What I have mastered is the real technology, he is nothing but It's the work of a craftsman!"
Panda shook his head: "I'm not in this business. I don't know which of you is the right way and who is the wrong way. I only know that if I give you the same two materials, what he makes is definitely better than yours."
"But he takes a lot of time and is inefficient!"
"From my personal point of view, quality is more important than quantity," Panda said, "unless someone has the luxury to build an army with universal magical equipment, Eric's method is definitely more practical than yours. "
Binglin naturally understood this, sighed deeply, said nothing, and lay down again.
James was at a loss and didn't understand who the "Eric" they were talking about, but he could roughly hear it. The man was with Ilo, and his craftsmanship was better than Ilo. It's just that the two people's creative ideas are different, one focuses on quality and the other focuses on quantity.
After thinking for a while, he took out a silver triangle pendant inlaid with gold—this is the holy emblem of the Church of the God of Justice, which means "justice is composed of truth, goodness, and beauty, and neither is indispensable." His pendant is a gift from the Church of the God of Justice to friendly people outside the church. It can perform two spells of "expelling the dead" and "protecting evil". Although the effect is not very strong, the people who get this pendant generally care about its meaning, not its actual use.
"Mr. Yiluo, can you make magic tools like this?"
Binglin looked at the pendant and shook his head: "This is a magic item, and I'm not a magician, how can I do it?"
James smiled. He didn't introduce the origin of this thing, but Mr. Ilo could recognize it at a glance, which showed that it was indeed level.
"So, if you want to add three spells to such a big pendant like this, can you do it?" he asked again.
Binglin looked at him in confusion, then looked at the pendant, looked at it carefully for a while, and shook his head: "I only see two spells attached to it, what is the third one?"
James asked back, "Has Mr. Ilo seen this before?"
"I haven't seen it before, it's probably a holy emblem or something? I don't deal with people from the church." Binglin looked at the panda, "Do you belong to the church?"
"Don't be funny, the holy emblem of our Church of the Suffering God is 'the hand covered with scars is the guardian of good wings', how could this be!" Panda pulled the holy emblem hanging from his neck out of his clothes and gave it to him have a look.
His holy emblem was made by himself, without any magical effect, but he didn't need it to have magical effect, it was just a display, and if necessary, it could be used to perform magic.
If it weren't for the fact that he had to hold the holy emblem when performing certain divine arts, he wouldn't even plan to carry it at all.
Bing Lin laughed twice and shook his head: "Then I really don't know, I haven't studied the knowledge of magic."
James laughed: "Mr. Ilo is really talented! I apologize to you! I lied just now, there are only two spells on this pendant - of course, if you have to be arrogant, you will know that I am with justice when you see this pendant. The Church of God has a good relationship, but it's barely an effect."
Only then did Binglin understand, and sneered: "Are you doubting my ability?"
"Yes, I really don't understand how powerful you are. If you don't try it, you will have no idea." James replied frankly, "When I get home, I will pour the wine and apologize to you. Please forgive me for this. back."
In fact, Binglin wasn't too angry. He was heart-to-heart. If he saw a self-proclaimed expert, he might also consider testing it out a little.
"And, I want to do business with Mr. Ilo, and it's a big business." James said seriously, "If you want to do a big business, you must try your level first."
"What big business?" Binglin asked.
"About the business of mass-producing simple cold protection equipment," James replied, "Our Edward family has considerable financial resources and can buy raw materials in large quantities. You have the skills, and the key is that you can do it quickly. For us now, do Doing it fast is more important than doing it well.”
Binglin frowned and asked, "How will the profits be distributed?"
"Equally divided." James replied, "We provide materials and are responsible for sales; you provide technology and are responsible for production. We are in a completely equal relationship, and the net profit is divided into half and half."
"No!" Binglin immediately shook his head, "We each take 45%, and 10% to Xiong... Panda, he will be responsible for supervising the sales."
He's not the kind of person who knows the world and says what he thinks, ignoring that this is blatantly questioning James' credit.
In this regard, James can only laugh bitterly - who called himself a bitch, who just lied and deceived? People don't trust themselves, of course.
Anyway, he didn't mean to play tricks in the business, and he didn't care about reducing the benefits, so he nodded with a smile: "I have no opinion, there is a supervision in the business, and everyone can rest assured."
In the end, Panda looked dazed. He never thought that he had no money, no skills, and no connections. How could he get 10% of the profit out of thin air?
Oversee sales? Not at all!
Get a software system and let yourself monitor the operation of the system, but it's almost the same...
But the two sides had already discussed it, and he couldn't say no more, so he could only agree with a frown, thinking about how he would face this favor in the future.
He is not a pure scholar who is sitting on the ivory tower and has no concept of prices. He can roughly guess how profitable this big business is.
(I just hope that when the time comes, this guy Binglin won't be upset because I have too many shares...)
That night, he realized that he was thinking too much.
The problem facing Binglin is not "too much profit being shared by the pandas" at all, but the fact that James found too many raw materials, which almost piled up into a hill.
"I can only collect so much in a hurry. If I collect more, I'm afraid that the cost will be too much, and people will see clues." Butler Kent said a little embarrassedly, "I'm sorry, I didn't prepare in advance. This is my failure to do things well, please punish me."
James shook his hand, disregarding it, and looked at the soldiers with piercing eyes.
Looking at the pile of materials, Binglin swallowed and spit.
He really wants to ask now: "I regret it, can I?"