20demayo Chapter 11 Ma Hongjun, Flander's Disdain
Chapter 11 Ma Hongjun, Flander's Disdain
"What is the cost? What is the selling price?"
Flander's eyes lit up as he immediately grasped the key point.
"Taking this piece as an example, the raw material cost is less than five copper coins."
Mu Bai had already calculated it.
"The retail price can be set between twenty copper coins and one silver coin, depending on the added flavorings, colorings and packaging."
"If it were made into a high-quality product and targeted at nobles, it wouldn't be impossible to sell it for several silver coins or even a gold soul coin."
"The cost is five copper coins, but it's sold for twenty copper coins..."
Flanders was doing mental calculations so fast that his breathing became rapid.
Four times the profit!
Moreover, this is an everyday consumable, used up quickly, and has a huge market!
If it can really be rolled out...
Is the manufacturing process complex? Is it easy to imitate?
He pressed for details.
"The key steps and formula ratios need to be mastered, but the operation itself is not complicated, and ordinary people can learn it with a little training."
Mu Bai smiled confidently.
"Initially, we can keep the formula secret and control the supply chain of core raw materials."
"Even if similar products are copied in the future, we have already gained a market advantage and a good reputation, and we can maintain our advantage by launching new products and building our brand."
"The specific operational strategy... I... the people behind it already have a draft."
Flander sat back in his chair, his fingers tapping unconsciously on the table, his eyes flashing as he quickly weighed his options.
Although Zhao Wuji didn't understand business very well, he could tell that this thing seemed to be able to make money, and a lot of money at that!
He grinned.
"Dean, I think it's a great idea! This thing works well! It's sure to sell well!"
Flanders did not agree immediately.
He looked at Mu Bai and slowly said, "A 40/60 split, the academy 40%, and you 60%?"
"Yes." Mu Bai nodded.
"The college is responsible for all human resources, venues, procurement, and sales, and bears the daily operating expenses and risks."
"We provide advice on technology, formulation, core raw material sourcing, as well as strategies for subsequent product improvement and market expansion."
"This profit sharing is very fair."
Is it fair?
In terms of investment and risk, the college seems to have invested more.
However, considering the irreplaceable nature of the technology and the profit prospects, it is reasonable for the other party to take 60%.
Moreover, they promised to improve the meals...
This is equivalent to returning future profits to the academy and its students.
More importantly, Shrek Academy desperately needs money!
With money, we can improve conditions, attract better teachers, purchase cultivation resources, and nurture true monsters!
Flander's dream has always been a dream trapped by money.
"good!"
Flanders took a deep breath and made a decision.
"The college can do this deal! We need to draft a contract to determine the specific details."
"But before that..."
He looked at Mu Bai, his gaze intense: "Tomorrow, I want to see your 'training' first. If you can truly convince me, everything will be fine. If not..."
"The dean will be completely convinced."
Mu Bai stood up and left the bar of soap on the table.
"The dean can take a closer look at this sample, or show it to Professor Shao Xin, to assess the feasibility of large-scale production."
See you on the playground tomorrow morning.
After saying this, he nodded slightly to the two of them, then turned and left the office.
After the door closed, the office was quiet for a moment.
"Old Ferdinand, what do you think?"
Zhao Wuji scratched his head and looked at the bar of soap on the table.
Flander picked up the soap, smelled it again, and looked out the window in the direction Mu Bai had left, his eyes filled with complex emotions.
"This kid... is not simple."
He said slowly.
"A Soul Master with monstrous talent, as cunning as an old ghost, and he even possesses a formula that can lay golden eggs..."
"What kind of person did the Star Luo Royal Family release?"
"Who cares!"
Zhao Wuji, on the other hand, was quite carefree.
"He can fight, he can make money, which is a good thing for the academy! Anyway, he's with us!"
"Whether it's a blessing or a curse, it's still uncertain."
Flanders shook his head, but a long-lost flame ignited in his eyes.
"However, this soap... might really be Shrek's chance to turn things around."
"Let's see just how capable he really is tomorrow."
Outside the window, the morning light gradually brightens.
Mu Bai walked along the path back to his dormitory, his silver double pupils reflecting the rising sun on the horizon, and smiled faintly.
Soap is just the beginning.
Improve meals, accumulate funds, win over people, and enhance strength...
The blueprint for the path to godhood is unfolding step by step.
Tomorrow, he will use a "special training" that transcends the understanding of this era to completely open the door to independent training at Shrek Academy.
……
The next day, it was dawn.
Several people had already gathered on Shrek Academy's large playground.
Flander stood with his hands behind his back at the edge of the playground, his face expressionless, but his eyes behind his glasses kept glancing toward the dormitory area.
Zhao Wuji stood beside him with his arms crossed. Li Yusong also arrived, his hands still wrapped in clean strips of cloth. His complexion was much better than three days ago, but his gaze toward the entrance to the playground was somewhat complicated.
Shao Xin was also standing nearby, holding a small cloth bag containing the recovery candies he had made overnight.
"Flander, do you think that kid can really come up with anything new?"
Zhao Wuji asked in a low voice.
"You'll see when you see it."
Flanders said calmly.
"He wasn't exaggerating about the soap. Shao Xin made a few bars this morning, and the effect was indeed good, and the cost was low."
"This kid... might actually have some good stuff."
"But we'll have to wait and see to know for sure."
Just then, Oscar came running over from the dormitory area, pulling along a chubby boy with red hair.
The chubby boy looked about the same age as Oscar, with a round face and a slightly overweight figure. His small eyes darted around, curiously observing the area.
"Dean! Teacher Zhao! Teacher Li! Teacher Shao!"
Oscar ran over, grinning as he greeted him.
"teacher!"
Ma Hongjun scratched his head, first calling out Flander, then Zhao Wuji and Li Yusong, among others.
"Xiao Ao, Hong Jun, what brings you here too?"
Flanders glanced at them.
"I heard that Brother Mu Bai is going to demonstrate his special training today, so I brought Fatty along to watch."
Oscar interrupted.
Flanders nodded and said nothing more.
His gaze returned to the dormitory area.
Before long, Mu Bai's figure appeared at the end of the path.
Today he wore a simple black training uniform, his long, brilliant golden hair was neatly tied back, and his steps were steady.
He was holding a glass of milky white liquid in his hand, and was drinking it slowly and leisurely.
As you get closer, you can smell a faint milky fragrance mixed with a trace of pure soul power fluctuations—it's expensive soul beast milk.
"Good morning, Dean Flanders and teachers!"
Mu Bai walked closer, a calm smile on his face, nodded to everyone, and then looked at Oscar.
"Little Ao, you're here too!"
Good morning, Brother Mu Bai!
Oscar immediately chuckled and called out, "Mu Bai!"
Then, he pulled Ma Hongjun aside and introduced him to Mu Bai.
"This is Ma Hongjun, you can also call him Fatty, he's also a member of our college!"
"Fatty, call him Brother Mu Bai!"
Ma Hongjun also shouted along.
Mu Bai finished the last sip of the soul beast milk and casually placed the cup on the stone stool next to him.
Oscar, with great insight, handed over two still-steaming recovery sausages.
Mu Bai took it, ate it in a few bites, and felt the gentle soul power and life force dissipate in his body.
With the help of the Soul Beast's healing, my condition has been adjusted to its best.
"It seems you're all ready."
Flander looked at Mu Bai and said slowly.
"Let's begin then."
"Let's see what's so special about your so-called 'self-arranged' training."
He paused, his gaze sweeping over Mu Bai's empty hands and his entire body.
"However, judging from your appearance, you don't seem to have brought any special training equipment?"
"If you're not ready yet, I can give you a few more days."
His words carried a subtle scrutiny and a faint disdain.
In Flander's view, Soul Master training is nothing more than running, carrying weights, fighting, and practicing Soul Skills.
What other tricks can they come up with?