I opened a clinic in the Abyss World

Charlotte admitted that he had underestimated Calva's spending power.

The potion trading center's turnover from antidotes alone is three and a half million copper coins!

With the addition of the Golden Stamina Potion and the Deep Blue Magic Potion, the turnover exceeded five million copper coins!

And this is only half a day's sales!

"You're selling like hotcakes!" Charlotte couldn't help but exclaim.

"It's more than just impressive, it's much more impressive than I expected!" Jenny said excitedly. "When I came out, the turnover had already exceeded six million copper coins. If it weren't for the lack of inventory, I estimate that the turnover for today's opening day could have exceeded ten million."

"It has to be you!" Charlotte exclaimed happily. "Fiona, go to the wine cellar and fetch a bottle of good wine. I want to toast Miss Jenny!"

Of the six million in sales, four and a half million was spent on inventory, and he could keep 20% of the remaining profit. Jenny was truly his lucky charm.

"This is the purchase order. Your potion workshop needs to expand production as soon as possible. Reputation is very important in the early stages; we can't keep selling out." Jenny handed Charlotte a piece of paper.

"It's okay to sell out. It shows that everyone recognizes the potion. Appropriate scarcity marketing can also increase customer dependence. We can't rush to increase production capacity. I still need to build the production line when I get back. It's unrealistic to expect to increase production capacity too much in a short period of time." Charlotte glanced at the order form. This time, the order amount reached ten million copper coins, which made his hand tremble.

This collaboration was clearly a great success.

It would be impossible for Charlotte to sell potions worth ten million copper coins a day in that small place called the Abyss.

Even in Calva, he couldn't possibly achieve the same effect as Jenny on his own.

Sometimes, you have to admit defeat.

Both Leo and Linda got their potions from him and set up shop in front of the Adventurers' Guild. Leo and Linda could only sell 100,000 copper coins a month, while Jenny could sell 6 million copper coins on the first morning of her business.

  

That's Jenny's ability.

The wine arrived, and Charlotte personally poured it for Jenny, sincerely toasting her.

He still held this benefactor, who was willing to help him make money, in high esteem.

"The potion trading center is doing well. I plan to open one in Kada and one in Jeton. Same old deal: you supply me with the goods at 70% of the price, but I'll increase the selling price at the trading centers in these two cities by 10% to offset delivery costs. I'll also give you 20% of the shares in these two trading centers." Jenny looked at Charlotte and asked, "What do you think?"

"Kada and Jeton? Why these two cities?" Charlotte asked curiously.

"Kada and Jeton have populations of around 500,000, making them large cities. Moreover, a significant proportion of their residents are adventurers, leading to a high demand for potions. Furthermore, the Kalva Merchant Guild has been operating in these two cities for over a century, establishing a solid foundation, making it easier to open new potion trading centers," Jenny explained.

Charlotte thought for a moment and then nodded, saying, "Alright, I agree to your proposal and grant you permission to open the 'Abyss Medical Center and Potion Trading Center' in these two cities."

"It's a pleasure working with you." Jenny raised her stemmed crystal glass.

"It's a pleasure working with you." Charlotte clinked glasses with him.

Although the two cities are not as large as Kalva, they are still large cities with a population of over 500,000, and their consumption far exceeds that of the impoverished backwaters of the Abyss.

Moreover, he doesn't need to invest any money or effort in supplying goods; he can simply sit back and collect money.

How could anyone refuse such a good thing?

Thanks to Jenny's abilities and the powerful channels of the Calva Chamber of Commerce, this business is guaranteed to be profitable.

However, in that case, expanding the production capacity of the potion workshop is indeed urgent, and we must start working on it immediately after returning this time.

Moreover, having only Ino and Eunice is probably not enough right now, since the potion center in the Elf City is about to open, and the demand for potions will be even greater then.

These are all things that Charlotte, as the boss, needs to consider.

Elizabeth chewed on her beef, curiously observing Charlotte.

Jenny loves doing business and her mind is always filled with ideas on how to make money, but Charlotte has never spent money recklessly since she was a child and doesn't care much about money. This is the first time Charlotte has seen her doing business with Jenny.

Lunch was very plentiful, with the main dish being pan-fried steak, cooked to medium-rare, perfectly done, and served with a very suitable black pepper sauce.

"Angus, your cooking skills have improved again," Charlotte said with a smile, looking at Angus who was standing nervously to the side.

Angus finally smiled, his face already wrinkled, and bowed slightly, saying, "It's been a long time since I've cooked so many dishes. I hope you and all the distinguished guests don't mind."

"How could I complain? You did a very good job," Charlotte praised. "If Fiona and the others didn't need to eat, and if we didn't need you to cook for guests, I would have taken you to the Abyss to cook for me."

"If you need me, I can pack my things in a moment and go with you to the Abyss," Angus said immediately, his expression serious and not at all joking.

"No, Clayton Manor would be missing a familiar feeling without you. I can't take you with me." Charlotte shook her head. "I'll have many more opportunities to host guests here in the future, and I'll need you to cook for me."

"I will follow your instructions." Angus nodded slightly, a smile playing on his lips.

After lunch, Jenny said goodbye and left.

It's clear that although she says she wants to be a hands-off manager, she's still very concerned about the potion trading center and can't leave it at all.

"Then I'll head back now." Elizabeth stood up to take her leave.

"Okay, drive carefully." Charlotte stood up to see her off.

"I will come to the Abyss to see you in a few days," Elizabeth said, standing in front of the carriage and looking at Charlotte.

Charlotte's lips twitched slightly, and she managed a smile: "Alright, I can come to the city lord's mansion to see you when I have time."

"Okay, then I'll wait for you." Elizabeth nodded slightly, turned around, and got into the carriage.

"If she goes to the Abyss, won't she get into a fight with your beautiful and alluring landlady? Who will you side with then?" Louise appeared behind him at some point and asked with a smile.

"Do you think the two of us combined can beat her?" Charlotte pursed her lips, but couldn't help feeling a little worried.

"I have an appointment with the shepherd this afternoon. He's in Calva. Would you like to go see him together?" Louise said.

Charlotte asked in surprise, "You've already made plans with him?"

"Yes, let's meet at Yiwei Farm in the west of the city this afternoon."

"Since we've already made the appointment, let's go meet them." Charlotte nodded. He was actually quite curious about the other members of the Red Moon group, but he had kept a low profile and hadn't taken the initiative to meet any of them.

He had known about the shepherd's affair in Kalva for three months, but had not contacted him proactively.

"However, how much do you know about this shepherd?" Charlotte asked Louise curiously.

Louise shook her head: "I've never met him either. I only see him occasionally chatting in the group. He doesn't talk much, but you can tell he's a very enthusiastic senior."

Charlotte nodded, agreeing with what he said. Last time he mentioned there were dark mages near Calva, and this shepherd senior went and searched for all the dark mages near Calva. He was indeed a very enthusiastic senior.

"Let's go now, we have nothing else to do anyway," Charlotte said, and then asked Fiona to arrange a carriage.

Elizabeth preserved the basic amenities of the manor, so the estate still has a carriage, with a gatekeeper serving as the coachman.

The carriage was a bit small, not as comfortable and impressive as Jenny's carriage. After all, the manor only had two horses left, which couldn't pull a large carriage.

Moreover, the manor's current staff is only enough to maintain the status quo. If people really want to move in and live the comfortable life of nobles, then more staff will have to be recruited.

At least ten more people, including coachmen, maids, and kitchen staff, would be needed to get this manor truly operational.

The clinic is closed one day a week. Anyway, the manor is so big and has so many rooms, he can consider bringing them to Kalva from time to time to play and stay at the manor, so there's no need to rush back.

The task of recruiting people can be left to Fiona; it'll be a good opportunity to train that girl.

"Fiona, after my return, Clayton Manor will be restarted. As the butler, I need you to recruit a new batch of maids and coachmen. This will make daily operations and entertaining guests much easier." Charlotte called Fiona over, took out a money pouch, and handed it to her: "As the butler, the first thing you need to do is learn how to manage money. Here are 300,000 copper coins for you to use. You must record all expenses in detail."

"Yes, young master, I will do my best to arrange it." Fiona gripped the money pouch tightly. Three hundred thousand copper coins was a huge sum of money for her, but what weighed even more heavily was the young master's trust.

"Still calling me young master?" Charlotte laughed.

"I still want to call you Young Master. I've called you that since I was little. You're my only Young Master." Fiona looked at Charlotte and pleaded, "Please let me call you that, okay?"

Charlotte looked at her, smiled, and nodded: "Alright, then I'll allow you to call me that by yourself."

"Thank you, young master!" Fiona said happily.

Charlotte and her companions boarded the carriage, told the driver their location, and set off to meet the shepherd.

The griffin was fast, but Charlotte felt it was ultimately too flashy and unsuitable for a private setting like a meeting of Red Moon group members.

The existence of the Red Moon Organization is very mysterious and is basically unknown to outsiders.

Elizabeth knew the name of the Judge, mostly because she had initially groomed him as her successor, but she didn't know why she suddenly changed her mind and chose him instead.

Kalva is a wealthy area in the north, where most of the residents are rich, while the west is the city's agricultural trading center, and also has some farms.

As the carriage reached the western part of the city, the air gradually became filled with the stench of animals. Pigs, horses, cattle, sheep, chickens, ducks, geese, and rabbits were everywhere, and vendors sold and slaughtered animals on the street, doing quite well.

The carriage traveled through the streets and alleys until it reached the vicinity of the city wall. There were fewer houses around, and no one was selling poultry or animals on the street anymore. On both sides were enclosed farms of all sizes.

"Sir, we've arrived at Yiwei Farm." The carriage stopped.

Charlotte lifted the curtain and stepped out of the car. In front of her was a medium-sized farm with an old wooden sign hanging on the fence gate: Yiwei Farm. She was in the right place.

"Wait for us here," Charlotte told the coachman, then led Louise and Evelyn through the fence gate and headed into the farm.

Compared to other farms, the grass on this farm is still growing very lushly. As soon as you enter, you see flocks of sheep, each one of them plump and strong, with long wool.

The sheep were not afraid of strangers and continued to graze.

"I told the shepherd that we've entered the farm, and he's milking the sheep right now. He told us to go directly to the milk shed to find him," Louise said, putting down the black stone.

"A goat milk shed?" Charlotte looked around and pointed to a large shed not far away. "It should be over there."

"Let's go take a look, maybe we can even get some fresh goat milk." Louise took the lead and walked in that direction.

"Goat milk! Is it delicious?" Evelyn's eyes lit up, and she quickly followed.

Charlotte quickly followed, but the fresh goat milk didn't taste very good, so there wasn't much to look forward to.

He was just curious about what kind of person that shepherd was. His name was not just chosen randomly; he really did raise so many sheep, at least a thousand here, and he even milked them himself.

As you approach the shed, you can hear the sheep bleating.

Standing at the door, one could see a burly orc wearing a wolfskin vest, squatting on the ground milking a sheep. The large wooden bucket was already more than half full.

"Witch, miracle, you two are here! Wait a moment, I'll stop after milking this sheep." The shepherd's voice was loud and clear, and his movements were skillful.

"Take your time, we'll just watch from the sidelines," Charlotte said with a smile. She felt a strong sense of oppression from the large man squatting on the ground milking the cow, a feeling even stronger than Harold's oppression that morning.

The shepherd's strength should be at the Saint level, and he is one of the best among the Saints, close to becoming a god.

It's somewhat surreal to see such a powerful being squatting there milking goats.

Evelyn had already moved closer to the shepherd, swallowed hard as she looked at the large bucket of goat's milk, and asked, "Uncle, is this goat's milk delicious?"

The shepherd looked at Evelyn and asked with a smile, "So you're the little book spirit?"

"Yes, yes," Evelyn nodded obediently.

"I think goat's milk tastes good, I drink such a big bucket of it every day, but I don't know if you'll get used to it." The shepherd took a ladle, scooped up a ladleful and handed it directly to Evelyn, "Here, have a taste."

"Alright!" Evelyn took the ladleful of goat milk with both hands, leaned forward, and gulped it down, looking quite pleased with herself.

Charlotte raised an eyebrow. This girl really wasn't picky about food at all. She could drink freshly squeezed goat milk with such relish. Anyone who didn't know better would think she was drinking some kind of nectar.

The shepherd looked at Evelyn with a smile, clearly quite fond of the little girl.

Watching Evelyn finish a full ladle of goat's milk in no time, Louise couldn't help but ask curiously, "Was it good?"

Evelyn wiped the milk stains from her lips, nodded, and said, "It's so delicious! It's so fragrant and sweet!"

"Really?" Louise looked at the shepherd with a hint of disbelief.

"You'll know once you try it." The shepherd took another ladle and scooped a ladleful for Louise as well.

Louise held the ladle to her lips, took a small sip, her eyes lit up, and then took two large gulps, chugging along with Evelyn.

"Is it really that good?" Charlotte wondered, looking at Evelyn, who had already started drinking her second ladle, and Louise, who was also enjoying her drink.

"Then I can treat you to fresh goat's milk," the shepherd said with a smile, taking a ladle and scooping out a ladleful of goat's milk, which he then handed to Charlotte.

Charlotte couldn't refuse, so she took the goat milk and brought it to her mouth. To her surprise, it didn't have a strong goaty smell; instead, it had a rich milky aroma.

It doesn't smell bad, so there's not much resistance to drinking it.

He first took a bite, then his eyes lit up as well.

This fresh goat milk has a very smooth texture and a rich milky aroma. It has no goaty smell at all, but instead has a hint of sweetness.

The texture and taste are absolutely superb!

Charlotte and Louise only took a small sip, but Evelyn, that little glutton, was anything but polite. After getting the shepherd's permission, she immediately lay down next to the barrel and gulped it down, as if she wanted to finish the whole barrel.

After milking the goat, the shepherd stood up. He was over two meters tall, with extremely muscular physiques that exuded a powerful aura. Several black and white markings, like stripes, adorned his neck.

"You are... Charlotte?" the shepherd asked, looking at Charlotte with some surprise.

"Senior, you recognize me?" Charlotte was also somewhat surprised. He had basically no contact with the shepherd and had never revealed his identity to him.

"Notices related to you are plastered all over Calva City, it's hard not to recognize you." The shepherd laughed heartily, "I'm Brody, and this must be the witch, right? You both look quite young."

"Senior Brody, you can just call me Louise." Louise smiled slightly. "In terms of age, we are indeed still quite young."

Brody chuckled and shook his head, saying, "In Red Moon, age is never a standard for judgment. Look at Charlotte, she's only been with Red Moon for a short time, yet she's made outstanding contributions one after another. She's much more useful than me."

"I wouldn't dare say that. I was just lucky," Charlotte quickly waved her hand.

All three of them laughed.

"Come sit here. My place is rather simple, so please don't take offense if my hospitality is lacking." Brody walked out of the tent and led everyone into a nearby animal skin tent.

The tent was simply furnished with a small table, four folding chairs, and a sturdy wooden bed in the corner. The bed board was nearly half a meter thick, and there was no mattress or blanket.

It's hard to imagine that this is the residence of a Saint-level orc.

This looks more like the dwelling of a poor shepherd.

"Sit down." Brody pulled out a chair and sat down. The sturdy chair didn't look big, but it was enough to support his huge body.

Charlotte and Louise also took their seats. Evelyn, carrying a wooden bucket that was even taller than herself, wobbled in and said between burps, "Aren't you sure you're not going to have any more? I'm done drinking."

"Go ahead and drink it, no one's going to take it from you," Charlotte said with a smile. This girl could actually drink a whole bucket of goat milk that was taller than her, and she had no idea where it all went.