It's not that difficult to open a hospital in another world, right? Chapter 213: Being taken care of by rich followers? (Mr. Chun, leader of the alliance, additional update 1)
Chapter 213: Being taken care of by rich followers? (Mr. Chun, leader of the alliance, additional update 1)
Although Aurora Wharton screamed the loudest, when she really worked, she was the most efficient.
——Bernard took a wooden spoon and poured water on the wall and floor, relying on the vibration of his wrist to make the disinfectant water splash as evenly as possible; Gretel carried a large watering can; and Aurora Wharton...
He cast a levitating spell on the disinfectant bucket, making it follow him step by step. Then he drew out the water and used a wind tornado to roll it into fine droplets. He then used a wind-making technique to blow it open and spread it evenly on the wall. Grete had just finished sprinkling it here.
With half a bottle of disinfectant water, I looked back and saw that Aurora had finished the work neatly and with high quality and quantity.
The masonry wall was wet and shiny, and it was obvious that the disinfectant was sprayed quite evenly. This efficiency was comparable to that of the Centers for Disease Control and Prevention, which sent four people carrying large spray cans side by side for an hour. And he had finished his work.
Son, he even reached out his hand automatically and consciously:
"Boss, I'm coming!"
Gretel: "..." What can he do? Of course, hand over the task!
Hey, as expected, in this world, mages are the primary productive force... Look at Bernard next to him, his level is two levels higher than Aurora's, and his work efficiency is not as high as Aurora's...
Gretel took two steps back, crossed his arms, and leisurely enjoyed the sight of the disinfectant spraying. Happy~~~
The biological laboratory that is pushed flat by the disinfectant spray is the correct biological laboratory! Without this thing, the biological laboratory is just a bomb that can explode at any time!
"Aurora, great job! Keep spraying! Spray evenly! Spray the animal farm next door too! - the bats are stored there!"
Thin mist of disinfectant filled the room. From the laboratory, to the animal farm, to the swaying long grass inside the wall, everything was covered with water droplets. So much so that Aurora carried the empty bucket after finishing her work.
When he came over, his nose wrinkled and he sneezed.
"Boss, are we going to sleep here tonight?"
Aurora looked around with a grimace. Here...it's not that he is too picky because of his pampered nature, it's also too simple here!
In the walled garden, if it could be called a garden at all, the weeds had not been mown and were now taller than heads;
The floor in the house is neither carpeted nor floored, not even marble. Looking at the texture, it is "fossil into mud" and "turn mud into stone" respectively;
There are only two rooms that can barely be regarded as bedrooms. One has a single bed, and the bedding on it smells musty because it hasn't been in the sun for God knows how long.
】The two summoned stone platforms have several wooden boards placed side by side on them. The wooden boards look familiar, like ship planks hauled from the shipyard. Looking at the length, width, and solidity of the "bed", it is obviously a barbarian's couch.
.
...So where will he sleep? On the floor in the boss's bedroom, or in the same bed as a barbarian?
Mosquitoes are still buzzing in the room...
He doesn’t want it!
Grete was also a little embarrassed. To be honest, he really didn't live here usually. When he was in the training class, he lived in the Magic Academy, and then lived in the Mage Tower, the forging area, and... In short, when the experiment was particularly busy, in the laboratory
If you stay here for a few days or one night occasionally, this kind of condition is still bearable...
But Aurora? A genuine noble child, has lived in the Wizard Tower for three years. Looking at his soft silk robe and cleanly polished leather boots, it doesn’t look like he can live here. Do you want to stay in a hotel?
?A hotel that can match Aurora, Gretel asked when he first came here, it seems that the cheapest one is 1 gold coin a night...
How much money does he have in his pocket? Can he afford food and accommodation for two people? Let Aurora stay in a hotel while the barbarian continues to stay in the laboratory. That is so unfair and absolutely unacceptable!
As soon as Grete thought of this, his nose wrinkled, and "Ah Sneeze" also sneezed. He came back to his senses, immediately walked out, and greeted his two subordinates at the same time:
"Let's go! Let's live outside! - Remember, the concentration of disinfectant in the air is too high and will burn your eyes and respiratory tract. You can't stay for a long time! Lock the door and go find a place to live outside!"
Just pay for it! At worst, write a few more papers and ask the Magic Council for project funding! Anyway, he had a lot of projects, so he sold the sodium production method, and then the potassium production method... holding it in his hand
Half of the periodic table of elements can be sold slowly, and then organic chemistry can be sold after it is sold out...
Grete strode out. The mage's robes fluttered in the night, with a majestic momentum that seemed to be able to level everything. Bernard followed without thinking, but Aurora Wharton stood there, struggling for a moment, whispering
road:
"Old...boss..."
"Um?"
"I have a house here..."
Gretel: "...what?"
"I really have a house here... I was recommended to come to Nevis, and my father bought a house here. After becoming a teacher's student, he bought a bigger one... You, me,
And him,"
He pointed at Grete, himself and Bernard in turn.
"It can definitely accommodate the three of us! There is also a maid to clean the room! There is a cook to cook!"
Gretel: "..."
His mood at this time was as if he saw Corey's new resident doctor taking out a bunch of keys and saying, "I have two buildings in the community in front of the hospital..."
Nevis City, where the headquarters of the Magic Council is located, is equivalent to the magical capital of the kingdom! Buying one house after another in the capital, what kind of wealth is this... Anyway, Grete himself has never moved.
The thought of buying a house has crossed my mind...
He didn't even think about renting a building! He just rented a farmhouse to settle Bernard, and he could live in it for free, and he could live in it for free!
So, now, if we collectively live in the Wharton family's house...
Is he being taken care of by his followers?
Really? Really?
Grete struggled for a moment between paying for his own money to stay in the hotel, maintaining the dignity of his boss, and living with his followers, and finally chose to surrender to money. Money is a good thing, so he changed his name to "gold coins".
The little monster is good at making various items and needs gold coins to maintain its activities!
If you want a microscope, a scalpel, a retractor, or all kinds of little things, you have to fill them with gold coins...
At worst, write a few more papers and let him be your second author!
Gretel thought fiercely.
A large group of three people - Bernard alone took on half of the momentum - arrived at Master Wharton's house. Although his father was only a non-local viscount, Master Wharton's family's financial resources had obviously exceeded his family's.
They walked from the suburbs to the city center, crossed the busiest commercial street, walked into the garden area, and saw the Wharton family's house among the villas.
Although the location is not the best, it is on the edge of the villa area - to buy a house in Nevis, in addition to having money, you also need to have a mage level, and you cannot buy it without either - but compared to Gretna
The accommodation environment for breeding animal laboratories as residences has become one in the sky and one on the ground.
And it is a two-story building with a garden. In the side corner of the building, light shines lightly from the window, illuminating the snow-white wooden fence surrounding the garden. The vines are coiled on the fence, and among the green leaves, a faint fragrance floats in the wind.
come out.
"Judy! We're back!" Wharton waved away his magic mount and shouted loudly. The wooden door opened with a creak, and a maid aged fourteen or fifteen hurried out, rubbing her sleepy eyes. She saw Wharton.
, his eyes lit up:
"Master! You will be back today! Who are these?"
"She's my friend." Wharton rubbed the little maid's hair, touched her body like a magic trick, and gave her a bright colorful candy. Seeing the little maid's eyes brighten and smile, Wharton also smiled,
Push her to turn around:
"Help us each tidy up a bedroom—the best room—and tell Aunt Susan to bring us some food! Get more! I'm hungry!"
The whole small building came alive for a moment. In the living room and on the corridor, the lamps were quickly lit one by one. There was a flurry of jingles in the kitchen, and the fat cook in a white apron walked in a hurry, first holding out the boss.
plate, put down a basket of white bread, a basket of cookies, and a plate full of sliced bacon and cheese:
"That's all that's ready-made. Master, you and your friends need to fill your bellies first! The leg of lamb needs to be roasted again, and the roast goose needs to be heated up. Master, just sit down and wait. It'll be ready in a while! There's something else you need.
What?"
Master Wharton glanced at Gretel inquiringly. Gretel glanced at the barbarian and saw that he was eager to eat, as if he could eat more food, so he no longer refused. After thinking for a moment, Gretel mentioned something.
Require:
"Is there any milk?"
"It's so late..." The cook was embarrassed. The milk was delivered in the morning, and in the evening, if you didn't finish it, it would go rancid. "... If you want to drink it, my dear guest, I can go out and look for it."
"It's not for me, it's for him." Grete pointed at Wharton. Seeing Wharton's surprised look, he added sternly:
"During the day..."
He glanced at the fat cook and didn't want to scare her by telling her about the poisoning. He just raised his finger and pointed at his throat:
"If you feel uncomfortable, it's best to drink some milk or goat's milk to soothe your throat." After chlorine poisoning, the respiratory tract and digestive tract will be burned. Drinking some milk can effectively soothe the mucous membrane of the digestive tract and play a protective role. As for treatment
Sorcery or something like that, Gretel doesn’t know if the big man in the conjuration system, Master Galen Novak, has a healing spell that covers the digestive tract...
"I'll go look for you right away! Master, just wait!"
The fat cook was swept out like a wind. A moment later, in the kitchen across the wall, her angry shout rang out:
"Pete! Pete! Damn old man! Come quickly and find some milk, Master wants to drink! - What? I don't know where to find it? Go to someone who raises cows! Milk it now! Someone who raises sheep will do, too!"
The whole house was shaken and buzzed loudly. Wharton smiled sheepishly at Grete: "Aunt Susan is my mother's dowry... she has watched me grow up since I was a child, and she has been cooking for me...
…”
His tone was one part warm and one part shy. Grete waved his hands carelessly: "It's nothing. It's my fault. When I was in the mage tower, I should have thought of giving you a glass of milk. It was a mess at the time, and I didn't know where to go.
Where to find..."
"You don't know?!" Master Wharton opened his mouth in an "O" shape: "I seem to have heard that you lived in the tower for more than three months... You don't know this? How did you spend these three months?
?”
Grete haha. Not only those three months, but also today, others have delivered food...how to eat in the mage tower, where to rest, except for what others have arranged for him, he doesn't know anything.
Know……
Wharton held his forehead and was speechless. He grabbed two pieces of bread, sandwiched bacon, cheese, and the vegetable leaves that the cook had just washed and brought, and took a big bite. He swallowed it straight down his neck, and took two more sips of lemonade.
, and then he was in a mood to sigh:
"Boss... I really want to call you boss! On the second and third floors of the Tower of Babel, every mage can eat there. You can enter with the mage badge. No money or contribution is required. But the food is average, that is, you can eat it.
It's just full. Young mages below level 5 who work in the tower eat there.
In addition, every school of thought, every organization, including the review committee, the editorial department of "Arcana" and "Magic", has its own small restaurant, small bar, etc. Some have to pay, and some have to pay.
Contribution points, some are settled uniformly by the school. Unless you are invited, it is best not to enter rashly.
Like our Thunder Horn, there is a small restaurant on the 362nd floor. The mages of the school can eat with the mage badge. You can also order food from the tower spirit with the mage badge, but it is not a batch order, or if you are a master or above, you can order food.
There was no one to deliver the food, so I had to go down and pick up the food myself.
There is also the Plastic Energy Tower next to it. There are free meals on the second floor. You need to spend gold coins on the third floor. You need to earn contribution points in the restaurant on the 15th floor. Boss, just order what you want to eat later. Contribution points are saved and we will spend the gold coins.
You can afford it! I’ll cover it!”
"Isn't it necessary?" Grete hesitated. "It's not a bother to go downstairs to eat..."
Anyway, it’s only a dozen or so floors down. Compared to the hospital before, ahem, the emergency department’s cafeteria on the first floor is on the second floor. There’s no comparison. However, some colleagues come down from the 20th floor to eat...
"Don't worry, boss, this amount of money is still affordable!" Wharton patted his chest confidently:
"No matter how expensive it is to eat at the Mage Tower, it only costs one gold coin a day, and only 30 gold coins a month. My family runs a wine business, which costs at least tens of thousands of gold coins a year. This amount of money is nothing!"
Grete looked at him with shocked eyes. Disrespectful, local tyrant... earning tens of thousands of gold coins a year? He has traveled through time and has never had more than three digits of gold coins in his hand!
But this is not the reason for him to eat and live with others. After all, he is the boss, and it is his responsibility to raise followers. Gretel took a deep breath and was about to continue arguing when Master Wharton had already grimaced.
:
"So boss, if I am sent to the New World by my teacher, at least half of our family's business will be destroyed. Just the half of the loss will be enough for the two of us, even for him..."
At the other end of the long table, Bernard, whose name was called, had a bulging mouth and raised his head in confusion:
"ah?!"
(A four-thousand-word chapter! Contains the first update from the new leader of the new science alliance!)