"Fifty copper coins?" Zack asked, scandalized.
"Yep," replied the store manager arrogantly.
"Are you kidding? With that, I can't even cover costs!"
The merchant shrugged. "There's nothing I can do. This type of medicine doesn't sell well. If it were a healing salve or an anti-inflammatory potion, the price would be higher. There are many mercenaries interested who would snatch them off the shelves the moment I put them out, but no one is interested in a burn ointment."
"Don't give me that," Zack interrupted aggressively. "I'm not selling it to you as a burn ointment, but as a skin restorer. I know there are plenty of people in the village who would pay a good price to have one of these."
Upon hearing what the doctor had to say, the merchant looked at him as if he were looking at a baby who couldn't walk yet.
"It's true that there's demand. That's why I'm offering you a price," acknowledged the merchant. "But what you're offering is just a lower-quality ointment. Many products on the market can substitute for this remedy. In fact, if it weren't for the reputation of your predecessor's products, I wouldn't even bother negotiating with you."
While Zack and the merchant argued, the rest of the people in the store ignored them and continued with what they were doing.
At first, it was interesting to see these two shouting at each other, trying to convince the other, but after five minutes, it started to become less interesting. It had been fifteen minutes since Zack entered the store. At this point, people couldn't afford to waste more time watching them argue.
Another fifteen minutes later, Zack left the store with an angry face as he headed home.
On the way, Zack didn't say a word. He just walked in silence with a somber look, pushing away anyone who tried to approach him.
Woof Woof
Once he reached home, Titan, who was in the living room, stood up and approached him with a joyful expression.
"Ha."
After closing the door, Zack couldn't contain himself any longer.
"Hahahaha HAHAHAHA!!"
He grabbed Titan and lifted him in his arms, laughing uncontrollably.
"WE'RE RICH! Titan. Our days of poverty are over HAHAHA!"
Woof Woof
Although Titan couldn't understand what his owner was saying, it didn't stop him from sharing in the joy.
After a while, he finally put the dog down, who looked at him dissatisfied. Apparently, Titan had enjoyed being lifted in his arms and spun around the house.
Zack didn't notice Titan's gaze; he was too busy trying to wipe the smile off his face, but without success. No wonder. The medicine he had made was of lower quality, and he had earned a lot of money from it.
It should be noted that, although people in this world can do things without the proper class, the effort required to learn them is exaggerated.
Now, people won't be able to doubt his class, even if something out of the ordinary happens. What Zack did is extremely rare. In fact, he is sure that if he hadn't used magic in the process, he wouldn't have been able to come up with the formula for months.
Eighty copper coins. That was the price at which he sold the medicine he had made.
It may not seem like much, but the negotiated price is not for a single potion but for all medicines of the same type.
What no one knew was that the costs of preparing the potion were minimal. Except for his time, he incurs no cost.
From now on, every time he makes a burn cream, he will earn eighty copper coins. In return, that greedy merchant will have an exclusive purchase right. Except for a few creams for personal use or as gifts, not even Zack will be able to sell them in the village.
Of course, Zack wouldn't let himself be conned like that. At first, it seems like he's losing, but there's a small clause he made sure to include in his deal. That merchant must buy all the burn creams he sells.
More than a purchase right, it would be better to call it a purchase obligation. The moment he refuses to buy, the contract is null and void.
There are several reasons why he agreed to such a contract, but the most crucial reason is that his products don't last forever. The burn cream is made from natural products. In the case of storing them for a long time, it will lose its effect. In particular, the lifespan of this cream is 15 days. The reason for such a short time is one of the ingredients: Moonlight powder.
One of the problems he had reading the diary of the old doctor was interpreting the ingredients because some of them didn't appear in the books he had read, or they simply appeared with another name.
This is not the world Zack is accustomed to. The unification of knowledge that often occurs in his world does not happen here. Things that are common sense in some places have not yet been discovered in others. It's not uncommon for two people from different places to call the same thing by different names.
This is the main reason why it is very difficult in this world to engage in a certain profession without a master; most professionals treasure the knowledge they possess and refuse to compare it with others.
In this sense, he was very lucky. If it hadn't been for being summoned by the kingdom, the number of books he could have obtained about magic would have been much less. The lack of information is something Zack didn't have to worry about while he was in the castle.
In the case of moonlight powder, Zack found a clue in one of the books in the royal library. The book talked about the change in properties of certain materials when exposed to certain changes, whether artificial or natural. That's what gave him the clue.
It turns out that moonlight powder is literally powder that has been exposed to the full moon. Zack observed that the moment it comes into contact with moonlight, it acquires certain magical properties.
The reason he didn't notice it before is that the effect is not only temporary but also minimal. Unless one pays special attention, one will easily ignore it. By pure coincidence, the moment the effect disappears is exactly fifteen days after the full moon.
Not only moonlight powder. Zack has noticed the same kind of changes in everything around him, even people. Every action in their daily life affects them in one way or another, intermittently mixing. It's just that in most cases, they are completely harmless. Unless you spend your life in a graveyard, you have nothing to worry about.
In fact, it was thanks to this discovery that he was able to gain a point in wisdom. Remembering this, Zack's face took on an air of solemnity.
Now that he has finally acquired a channel to get enough money to sustain himself economically, it's time to refocus on his main goal.
Unlike his companions, he doesn't believe there will be a way for them to return to their world. After all, it's much easier to catch a fish from the river than to return it to the exact point from which you took it.
Although knowledge of magic, especially advanced magic, is limited, he knows that it's almost impossible for the kingdom to have the technology to send them back home.
The kingdom has spent too many resources bringing them here. He doesn't think they would want them to leave. You don't buy a sword to use it a couple of times and then give it to the vendor; you use it until it breaks, and then you buy a new one.
From the beginning, coming here to live and disguising himself as a doctor were just ways to hide from the kingdom. His real goal is to learn as much magic as possible and increase his level to reach level 100 with the hope of gaining the kingdom's forgiveness and settling somewhere where he can truly learn magic in peace.
He has already accepted that he will never return.
Before, he could only put magic aside because of his financial difficulties and studying medicine books. Now is the time to return to his initial goal.
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"Fifty copper coins?" Zack asked, scandalized.
"Yep," replied the store manager arrogantly.
"Are you kidding? With that, I can't even cover costs!"
The merchant shrugged. "There's nothing I can do. This type of medicine doesn't sell well. If it were a healing salve or an anti-inflammatory potion, the price would be higher. There are many mercenaries interested who would snatch them off the shelves the moment I put them out, but no one is interested in a burn ointment."
"Don't give me that," Zack interrupted aggressively. "I'm not selling it to you as a burn ointment, but as a skin restorer. I know there are plenty of people in the village who would pay a good price to have one of these."
Upon hearing what the doctor had to say, the merchant looked at him as if he were looking at a baby who couldn't walk yet.
"It's true that there's demand. That's why I'm offering you a price," acknowledged the merchant. "But what you're offering is just a lower-quality ointment. Many products on the market can substitute for this remedy. In fact, if it weren't for the reputation of your predecessor's products, I wouldn't even bother negotiating with you."
While Zack and the merchant argued, the rest of the people in the store ignored them and continued with what they were doing.
At first, it was interesting to see these two shouting at each other, trying to convince the other, but after five minutes, it started to become less interesting. It had been fifteen minutes since Zack entered the store. At this point, people couldn't afford to waste more time watching them argue.
Another fifteen minutes later, Zack left the store with an angry face as he headed home.
On the way, Zack didn't say a word. He just walked in silence with a somber look, pushing away anyone who tried to approach him.
Woof Woof
Once he reached home, Titan, who was in the living room, stood up and approached him with a joyful expression.
"Ha."
After closing the door, Zack couldn't contain himself any longer.
"Hahahaha HAHAHAHA!!"
He grabbed Titan and lifted him in his arms, laughing uncontrollably.
"WE'RE RICH! Titan. Our days of poverty are over HAHAHA!"
Woof Woof
Although Titan couldn't understand what his owner was saying, it didn't stop him from sharing in the joy.
After a while, he finally put the dog down, who looked at him dissatisfied. Apparently, Titan had enjoyed being lifted in his arms and spun around the house.
Zack didn't notice Titan's gaze; he was too busy trying to wipe the smile off his face, but without success. No wonder. The medicine he had made was of lower quality, and he had earned a lot of money from it.
It should be noted that, although people in this world can do things without the proper class, the effort required to learn them is exaggerated.
Now, people won't be able to doubt his class, even if something out of the ordinary happens. What Zack did is extremely rare. In fact, he is sure that if he hadn't used magic in the process, he wouldn't have been able to come up with the formula for months.
Eighty copper coins. That was the price at which he sold the medicine he had made.
It may not seem like much, but the negotiated price is not for a single potion but for all medicines of the same type.
What no one knew was that the costs of preparing the potion were minimal. Except for his time, he incurs no cost.
From now on, every time he makes a burn cream, he will earn eighty copper coins. In return, that greedy merchant will have an exclusive purchase right. Except for a few creams for personal use or as gifts, not even Zack will be able to sell them in the village.
Of course, Zack wouldn't let himself be conned like that. At first, it seems like he's losing, but there's a small clause he made sure to include in his deal. That merchant must buy all the burn creams he sells.
More than a purchase right, it would be better to call it a purchase obligation. The moment he refuses to buy, the contract is null and void.
There are several reasons why he agreed to such a contract, but the most crucial reason is that his products don't last forever. The burn cream is made from natural products. In the case of storing them for a long time, it will lose its effect. In particular, the lifespan of this cream is 15 days. The reason for such a short time is one of the ingredients: Moonlight powder.
One of the problems he had reading the diary of the old doctor was interpreting the ingredients because some of them didn't appear in the books he had read, or they simply appeared with another name.
This is not the world Zack is accustomed to. The unification of knowledge that often occurs in his world does not happen here. Things that are common sense in some places have not yet been discovered in others. It's not uncommon for two people from different places to call the same thing by different names.
This is the main reason why it is very difficult in this world to engage in a certain profession without a master; most professionals treasure the knowledge they possess and refuse to compare it with others.
In this sense, he was very lucky. If it hadn't been for being summoned by the kingdom, the number of books he could have obtained about magic would have been much less. The lack of information is something Zack didn't have to worry about while he was in the castle.
In the case of moonlight powder, Zack found a clue in one of the books in the royal library. The book talked about the change in properties of certain materials when exposed to certain changes, whether artificial or natural. That's what gave him the clue.
It turns out that moonlight powder is literally powder that has been exposed to the full moon. Zack observed that the moment it comes into contact with moonlight, it acquires certain magical properties.
The reason he didn't notice it before is that the effect is not only temporary but also minimal. Unless one pays special attention, one will easily ignore it. By pure coincidence, the moment the effect disappears is exactly fifteen days after the full moon.
Not only moonlight powder. Zack has noticed the same kind of changes in everything around him, even people. Every action in their daily life affects them in one way or another, intermittently mixing. It's just that in most cases, they are completely harmless. Unless you spend your life in a graveyard, you have nothing to worry about.
In fact, it was thanks to this discovery that he was able to gain a point in wisdom. Remembering this, Zack's face took on an air of solemnity.
Now that he has finally acquired a channel to get enough money to sustain himself economically, it's time to refocus on his main goal.
Unlike his companions, he doesn't believe there will be a way for them to return to their world. After all, it's much easier to catch a fish from the river than to return it to the exact point from which you took it.
Although knowledge of magic, especially advanced magic, is limited, he knows that it's almost impossible for the kingdom to have the technology to send them back home.
The kingdom has spent too many resources bringing them here. He doesn't think they would want them to leave. You don't buy a sword to use it a couple of times and then give it to the vendor; you use it until it breaks, and then you buy a new one.
From the beginning, coming here to live and disguising himself as a doctor were just ways to hide from the kingdom. His real goal is to learn as much magic as possible and increase his level to reach level 100 with the hope of gaining the kingdom's forgiveness and settling somewhere where he can truly learn magic in peace.
He has already accepted that he will never return.
Before, he could only put magic aside because of his financial difficulties and studying medicine books. Now is the time to return to his initial goal.
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