"Since this recursive loop is so powerful, rich man, hurry up and make it loop..." the uncle urged.
Fang Ning nodded when he heard this: "You are right, but only you can complete this task. Your system space is the key factor to improve productivity..."
"Well, you patrolled back and forth for a long time, but in the end you just made a fuss and didn't have to do any work. It all fell on me?" the uncle said angrily.
"This is the greatest significance of trusteeship..." Fang Ning said proudly.
"I'll beat you to death." The uncle said angrily.
"You won't survive even if you beat me to death," Fang Ning lay down in the lounge and said plausibly, "Okay, I have taught you the method. You go find Zheng Dao yourself and let him be responsible for adjusting these production lines. The goal is only One, massively increase the output of various elixirs that help cultivate evil spirits."
"I'm so stupid, really. I knew you should work hard, but I didn't expect you only worked hard for three minutes..." the uncle said sadly.
"Don't be dissatisfied. If I work hard for three minutes, I can improve your efficiency a lot. That's good." Fang Ningcai was too lazy to move.
He had just finished a lap, and he already felt confident, and most of his fear of the gods and Buddhas in the upper world had faded away.
The uncle now has a lot of property. As long as it is run properly, there is no need to worry about experience points.
Even if the gods and Buddhas from the upper realm come down, their power is not created out of thin air, and will always be limited by the heaven and earth here.
The earth, no, this is the universe that has just begun to shift from materialism to mystery. The total power of the mysterious side is limited.
It is impossible for those gods and Buddhas to exert the same power as when the upper world was at its peak. This can be seen from the golden god and the previous Arhat.
The uncle has unique rules and can improve his strength through experience. This is unmatched by others and is the only one in the universe.
So he went back to rest quite contentedly.
… …
Knight A returned to the farm villa and found Zheng Dao.
"Steward, now we have many industries under our name, we need to sort them out and determine the focus of development..."
The uncle then informed Zheng Dao of Fang Ning's analysis. The focus of development was naturally the elixir industry, especially the refining of those yin-type elixirs.
Naturally, the uncle doesn’t eat that stuff, he gives it to evil spirits.
Although Zheng Dao didn't know the details, he didn't ask any more questions. Instead, he took out a small notebook and wrote down everything carefully.
Although the uncle's alchemy room is highly efficient, even if it has ten threads, it is still not enough in the face of the alchemy industry that combines modern production line technology.
The advantage of the uncle lies in the production of top-grade elixirs. The reputation of the Dragon Clan's honey elixirs has long been a world legend.
"Okay, Your Majesty. The focus of my next phase of work will be on this. I will try my best to coordinate and arrange these industries and improve the production of yin-type elixirs. There is just one problem..." After hearing this, Zheng Dao suddenly hesitated.
"It doesn't matter if you just say it." Knight A nodded.
"Based on my experience in managing elixir online stores over the years, the market for yin-type elixirs is extremely small. If we mass-produce it, we will easily fall into a situation of large hoarding, inability to ship goods, and inability to exchange for working capital. In the end, it will cause The production process has stagnated." Zheng Dao pointed out a core issue.
"Damn it, rich man, you are so lazy that you don't give me all the details." The uncle said angrily.
"Well, you are really stupid. You are just pretending to be stupid. Wouldn't it be better to divide it into two parts? One part is what the market needs, and the other part is what you need. Make sure that the products produced by these two parts reach a dynamic balance of payments." Fang Ning was speechless.
After all, he has played countless simulation business games, and has also encountered various click-and-place games. This kind of problem still cannot trouble him.
So Knight A said the same thing, and Zheng Dao nodded.
Zheng Dao naturally knew this solution, but as a housekeeper, he could not make the decision without authorization, and it had to be agreed by the master's family.
"By the way, rich man, don't stay at home all the time. Go and see the medicine garden in the Dragon Mystery Realm. Chong Daqing sneaked in again just now, and he took Ren Ruofeng with him. Don't let it take me." The medicinal materials were eaten, the Baishi people were too honest and couldn't bear to see it, and Tom Cat went to the Righteous City to farm again." The uncle couldn't see it and found a job for Fang Ning.
"Uh, why is it here again? Just go." Fang Ning was stunned when he heard this, and then lazily got up.
When the uncle said this, he remembered again that there was another guy in this reserve of experience, and that was Da Qing.
Although I don’t know how long it will be until the next time the other party is full, it is still a thought.
Fang Ning dove into the mysterious dragon realm next door and took a few steps to the medicine garden.
The uncle was indeed right, Chong Daqing was lying under the stem of the old ginseng, digging in the soil.
"I always feel that you should be ripe a long time ago. Give me a root to eat, okay?"
Chong Daqing's words caused the old ginseng to sway violently, causing its branches and leaves to sway wildly.
"Oh, you just agreed, right?" Chong Daqing continued to use his hands and feet to dig down the soil.
Fang Ning rolled her eyes when she heard this. This was blatantly bullying someone into not being able to speak!
At this time, there was a little girl carved in pink and jade next to the old ginseng. She was squatting aside and said cautiously: "Little greenworm, this ginseng grandpa seems to be saying that it can't give you its roots."
Ren Ruofeng was standing next to the little girl, with a kind smile on his very young face, which looked a bit strange.
"Impossible, Honghu, I have sung so many songs to it before, so that it can grow up well. We have such a good friendship, how can we not get a ginseng root in exchange?" Chong Daqing turned a deaf ear and just lowered his head to dig up the soil.
"Ahem..." Fang Ning walked into the medicine garden and reminded Chong Daqing that the master was here.
When Fang Ning appeared in the Dragon Mystery Realm, he showed his true identity. After all, his fiancée Liu Yao and his family were still living here as a refuge.
"Oh, it's you. Wait a minute. When I dig out a ginseng beard, you can help me make a meal of old hen stewed with ginseng. It will be delicious." Chong Daqing said proudly.
When the old man's ginseng was heard, it shook even more violently, and the leaves almost fell off.
"Uh, uncle, do you know why this old ginseng refused? Ordinarily, it doesn't matter if it loses one root... Daqing did help it a lot." Fang Ning was also confused.
"Isn't that nonsense? You are really stupid, really." The uncle took the opportunity to retaliate, "You never care about the old ginseng. Don't you know that it is about to take its refined form?"
"Hey, that's it." Fang Ning suddenly realized.
He quickly stepped forward and grabbed Chong Daqing.
The old ginseng then calmed down, its branches and leaves trembling slightly, looking very grateful.
"Uh, Chef Fang, what are you doing? Let me go!" Chong Daqing shook his head from side to side.
"Hey, it's not that Old Man's Ginseng is stingy. Did you know that it will take its refined form soon?" Fang Ning patiently comforted him.
"Of course I know, otherwise why would I come here to dig some roots to eat?" Chong Daqing raised his head and said confidently.
"Uh... you are really reasonable," Fang Ning said speechlessly, "It is precisely because of this that it is scared to death. Don't think about it. If you cut off one of its roots, it will most likely be missing after it transforms. Missing arms and legs…”
"But my arms and legs are still good. If I fail, I will become a eunuch... I will never come back after practicing for a lifetime." The uncle gloated.
"Well, you have a bigger idea than me, but that may be the fact. Otherwise, this old ginseng wouldn't be so afraid. This is the real 'preserving the roots'..." Fang Ning agreed very much. .
"That's it." The uncle was very sure.
But at this time, when Chong Daqing heard this, he said dejectedly: "What should I do? Could it be that my two years of hard work were in vain?"
Ren Ruofeng looked on amusedly, this little bug really had a unique personality.
"After you wait for it to transform, its ginseng whiskers that will turn into beard and hair can be eaten by you." Fang Ning said with an idea.
At this time, the old ginseng branches and leaves were shaking up and down again, as if saying, "This is okay."
"Well, Chef Fang, your idea is good, so let's do it. I'll wait for it for a while." Chong Daqing said, turning from worry to joy.
"That's great, it's finally solved." Fang Ning let out a long breath, and then he had the time to greet Ren Ruofeng and the other two.
He naturally knew the relationship between this little girl and Ren Ruofeng. There were very few people in the world who knew about this relationship, and he and the uncle were two of the few.
"Senior Ren, are you coming to see Honghu again?" Fang Ning said politely, he knew it, but he couldn't point it out clearly.
"Yes, her mother joined our truth clarification office, so I have to fulfill some responsibilities..." Ren Ruofeng pretended.
"Well, that's true. Then you can have fun. I have something else to do, so I'll excuse you." Fang Ning smiled.
"Okay, Mr. Fang, please help yourself." Ren Ruofeng said with a slight smile.
So Fang Ning turned around and left, when the voices of two people and one insect came from behind.
"Little greenworm, let me give you this cake to eat. This is a gift from Brother Ren..."
"Okay, you are such a good boy, I will sing to you."
"Okay, okay, sing quickly."
"Well, I just learned a song about growing flowers. Please listen carefully."
"Oh, I'll listen nicely."
"A... small... flower... la... la... la..."
“…”
“…”
"Doesn't it sound good?"