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If she can manage it well, the Mercenary Guild will be a great asset to the Duchy.

It doesn't matter if it doesn't turn out well; just treat it as a toy for her.

A hobby or career that she can passionately pursue.

As for whether any trouble will arise, you're overthinking it. With Margaret around, who would dare cause trouble?

Even if the citizens of the principality were living in misery, no one would dare to rebel.

Don't underestimate the patience of these white people; they're high-quality people.

Ron estimated that even if the Industry 1.0 era had begun, with a workday of sixteen hours, it would be impossible.

They can handle it too.

Ron also considered going into industry, but it was no use because the literacy rate was too low.

To receive even the most basic cultural education, one had to be at least a nobleman's son, or at the very least, a down-on-his-luck knight or a wealthy merchant.

To develop industry, you first need to train workers, and this process takes a long time.

Therefore, instead of focusing on industrial technology, it would be better to place our hopes on future magical energy technology.

In a little while, the magical aid from the Magic Empire will arrive, and quite a few magicians will come.

We'll build a small academy first, recruit some students, and plant the seeds.

From now on, the duchy's magical level will depend entirely on this.

After handing over the affairs of the Mercenary Guild to Little Pink Hair, another half month of peaceful days passed.

These days, various projects in the principality are being completed one by one.

The fiscal and taxation team has been established, the recruitment of soldiers is proceeding in an orderly manner, the revision of the legal code has entered the final review stage, and even the repair of the city walls of Baiyin City is almost completed.

It can be said that it has finally started to resemble a normal duchy, no longer the makeshift organization it once was.

That day, Ron arrived at the potion-making base.

Potions are essential for knight training and form the foundation of the duchy's military power.

Ron has so many elf insects, so the potion field has been planted with them first, and the first batch has already been harvested.

Therefore, Liulichuan still attaches great importance to it and has not abandoned it.

The Potions Base is a newly built stone building located on the east side of the Grand Duke's Mansion, next to the Elf Manor.

The grayish-white stone walls weren't completely dry yet, and they gleamed faintly with moisture in the afternoon sun. Guards stood watch at the entrance, and registration was required to enter or leave.

Ron pushed open the door, and a smell mixed with herbs and residual magic wafted out.

The crowd inside was bustling with activity; they were all pharmacists from the duchy he had urgently conscripted. When there weren't enough people, even mages who also practiced alchemy were brought in.

The long table was covered with bottles and jars, and some pharmacists were grinding medicinal herbs, some were preparing medicines, and some were recording data.

In a corner, several magicians were gathered around an alchemical furnace, the fire blazing and pale blue liquid bubbling inside.

The entire hall was filled with a tense yet orderly atmosphere.

Liulichuan stood in front of the innermost workbench, wearing a blue magic robe, her hair tied up with a hairpin, revealing her slender neck.

She was looking down at a record, her brows furrowed, as if she were calculating some numbers.

"You're here?"

Without raising her head, her voice was flat, and she detected Ron's arrival with a single sweep of her mental energy.

"I heard the first batch of Great Elf potions has been made, so let's come and see." Ron walked over.

Liulichuan handed him the record: "Xiaojian's Agave Grand Elf Potion Field has already harvested the first batch, and the quality is better than expected."

Ron took the record and glanced at it. The numbers were densely packed, listing the acreage, number of plants, harvest batches, extraction rate, etc.

Lines of numbers crawled across the entire page like ants, giving him a headache:

"Get straight to the point. I'm already a Grand Duke; now I only care about the results."

Liulichuan took the record, turned to the summary page, and pondered for a moment.

"The problem now is that a great elf can cover an area of ​​50 acres, but can only produce about 30 bottles of potion per month, which is close to one bottle for every two acres."

Ron did the math and thought it was alright.

Great Elf Potions are rarely sold on the market; most are consumed internally. Therefore, a single bottle can often fetch a price as high as one hundred gold dragons.

The annual output of that magic potion-producing elf is equivalent to more than 30,000 gold dragons.

The Moonlight Rose Potion Fairy that was auctioned at the last auction, who knows how many years it has lived, still managed to sell for a high price of 400,000.

It only takes a dozen years or so to break even.

Ron had no intention of selling the Great Elf Potions.

He drinks two bottles a day.

Margaret sometimes enjoys drinking potions, but thankfully she prefers fruity ones.

The little elf potion can be used to get rid of it.

In this way, Ron has a total of five potion-making elves, which can produce 150 bottles of elf potions every month.

After deducting the bottles he used himself, there were still ninety bottles left to use as he pleased.

Set aside half of it to quickly replenish Margaret's magic power during future battles.

He planned to mix the rest together, add some high-tech ingredients, and dilute it with the original liquid to create a new drug.

Let's call it the Silver Potion!

This can be rewarded to subordinates who have made great contributions.

You can do the same with fairy potions, but the quality of the original liquid mixed in will have to be lowered.

Let's rename it Knight's Perseverance Potion.

You could try selling this potion to others, but instead of accepting gold dragons, you should only accept higher-level currencies such as energy stones or crystal cores.

It's not unreasonable to charge you one Tier 1 energy stone per bottle, it's only a thousand gold dragons.

Then we'll advertise that the Knight's Perseverance Potion can increase the probability of a Knight breaking through.

The probability will increase by a certain number of consecutive days of use, etc.

I don't believe those nobles won't be tempted.

The price Ron set is something that even the most powerful nobles can afford if they grit their teeth.

If there are a few precedents, his Knight's Perseverance Potion might become an essential potion for knights to break through to higher levels.

Moreover, the processing is simple.

Just hand the potion over to the small garden and have the maids add the original liquid to it.

There aren't enough people, and there are still those kids Ron brought in.

Let them develop their practical skills; six or seven years old is the perfect age for them to work hard.

By accidentally adding a little something extra, you can also mislead those who want to investigate.

Ron's previous Little Garden Children's Project has already begun.

The first batch of children has already taken in over a hundred, ranging in age from five to ten. They are all orphans recruited by Perrin near Silver City.

In the small garden, the maids have become accustomed to taking care of the children.

They divided the children into three groups, arranged according to age. They started by teaching them to recognize words, and as they grew older, they had specialized knight instructors who taught them basic combat skills.

Since the little pink-haired girl didn't want to be taken care of, Ron found a reliable maid, Lina, to look after her.

It was the maid recruitment event; Ron remembered it—the one with quite a background.