Chapter 510 Mrs. Primpurnell’s Ambition
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Bai Bai Le Kai Shui
After exiting the door, Tver did not leave Diagon Alley, but turned to the other side of Mrs. Primpine's beauty potion store.
Thanks to the huge channels through which the Werewolf Workshop's cheap herbal medicines and beauty potions are sold around the world, Mrs. Primpurnell's income in recent years has been at least several times that of the Weasley brothers!
According to the Gringotts Goblin, she "accidentally" revealed that the value of the various gemstones she has stored in her vault in recent years has surpassed that of most declining pure-blood families!
This level of wealth is not very impressive among the British Muggle rich, but in Diagon Alley, where most of the businesses are owned by pure-blood families, Mrs. Primpurnell suddenly has a transcendent feeling. state.
It is impossible for the merchants in Diagon Alley not to be jealous of such large profits. For them, who have tasted the benefits of low-cost raw materials, cutting costs can no longer satisfy their appetite!
So, under the guidance of their shareholders, consciously or unconsciously, they naturally found Tver through Mrs. Primpernell.
The charming Mrs. Primpernell was leaning against the door of the store. As soon as she saw Tver appear, she pulled him by the shoulder and walked inside.
Then she seemed to be complaining, but actually said proudly: "They blocked the door early in the morning. I thought they were Death Eaters who came to the door."
"Doesn't this mean your business is doing well?" Tver responded with a smile.
Mrs. Primpernell also knew that Tver was a lucrative source of profits for her business and did not dare to show off too much.
“No matter how good the business is, it’s only because of you that we can get where we are today.”
Terweil was quite surprised to glance at Mrs. Primpernel's somewhat submissive look. To be honest, he thought she would be dissatisfied because she was given a portion of the profits.
Greed is human nature, and Mrs. Primpernell certainly doesn't mind making more money for herself, but for the magical world where supplies are scarce and consumption is weak, she has already earned so much money that she doesn't know what to buy!
If she hadn't been worried that this shady business would be exposed and affect Tver, she would have wanted to go to the Muggle world and become a carefree rich woman...
When she thought of this, little thoughts came out of her mouth uncontrollably.
"Mr. Welfare... tell me, can I get some other potions... just..."
After hearing this, Tver's hand on the doorknob paused. He stood in front of the closed door and turned back slightly in surprise.
"You mean...sold to Muggles?"
Mrs. Primpurnell could not help but blush with a hint of hesitation and anxiety.
"No, I heard that your potion workshop is considering producing other potions..."
She swallowed, feeling that her deceptive statement was a bit insulting to the intelligence of the young man in front of her.
"Okay," she held her breath nervously, "my idea is that if you need it, I can adjust the production capacity of the potion shop for you at any time, and even open branch factories in other countries, just like..."
She hesitated, wondering whether she should confess to the professor.
Tver turned around and looked at the hesitant Mrs. Primpernell expressionlessly.
"Like Lucius and the others?"
After the last showdown, these purebloods couldn't wait to leave Britain and go to various parts of Europe to find suitable people and places to establish plantations.
It's just that they are very cautious (timid) and have not publicized this huge business that has not yet started - because they have not even established a formal workshop...
However, since someone revealed the news to Mrs. Primpurnel intentionally or unintentionally, Natwell wouldn't mind adding a little driving force to this lazy team!
Looking at the expressionless Tver, although the two of them rarely interacted with each other, Mrs. Primpernell still felt uneasy in her heart.
"No, I didn't mean..."
"It doesn't matter," Tver turned to smile, "I don't object to it, or in other words, I am very satisfied with your having such an idea."
"I will let Lupine tell you about the potion workshop. As for what kind of potion is produced..."
He hesitated for a moment, feeling that he still had to save some face and profit for the purebloods. After all, they still had value.
"You just need to discuss it with Lucius."
"Thank you very much for your understanding!"
Mrs. Primpernell was so excited that if the occasion and the person were not wrong, she would have wanted to hug Tver and kiss her!
"Then how do you plan to run the potion workshop? From now on, you and Lucius can be considered competitors."
Tver took the opportunity to ask the question that concerned him most.
As long as it doesn't interfere with his plans, the more people running the potion workshop, the better.
But the most critical thing among them, and the ones who can grow into giant crocodiles in the end, are only a small number of people.
He didn't want Mrs. Primpnell, the catfish, to just take out a piece of meat from the pureblood's mouth. If possible, he wanted to see a beast that could hunt on its own!
Mrs. Primpernell didn't know Tweel's expectations. She just felt that his attitude was suddenly different from the seriousness in previous communications, and she couldn't help but restrain the smile on her face.
"Have you ever heard of an automatic stirring crucible?"
"Of course." Tver was pleasantly surprised as soon as he opened his mouth. "A crucible that can automatically stir the potion according to the user's requirements. This kind of crucible has become popular since I graduated."
Mrs. Primpurnell smiled confidently, as if she had a different opinion about this crucible.
"The automatic crucibles on the market can only execute commands in a rigid manner. In fact, even the simplest potion requires at least five stirring methods when brewing!"
Tver nodded in understanding. Making potions requires too many human factors, which is why wizards can only be hired to make potions, not standardized factories.
"But Patchy told me when he came over this morning..." Mrs. Primpernell's lips curled up with a smile. In fact, she had been seeking information in this regard after learning that Tver was engaged in the potion business. !
"He actually developed a crucible that can automatically stir according to the user's wishes. However, this crucible is expensive to make, can only stir in one way, and has no other functions, so he had to give up the production of this crucible."
Being able to stir it in only one way means that only one kind of potion can be produced.
Considering the lack of consumer market in the magic world, it is really not worth spending a high price to buy this kind of crucible.
If there is no demand, there will naturally be no supply.
But for the potion workshop, the importance of this crucible is self-evident!
Although only the stirring step is reduced, there are still many things such as slicing, juicing, and even adding herbs that still need to be handled by the wizard himself.
But business is not about pursuing the lowest production cost. As long as you have lower costs and higher production efficiency than your competitors, you will have a decisive advantage!
"But if it were my potion workshop, I would be equipped with this kind of crucible for the production of every kind of potion!" Mrs. Primpernell said arrogantly, completely ignoring the high cost of the crucible. .
"The cost is lower, but the efficiency is higher. Sooner or later, the magic potion I produce will be all over the world!"
Looking at the impassioned Mrs. Primpernell, Tver felt a strange feeling in his heart.
It seems that he has cultivated a potion giant?
Thanks to the huge channels through which the Werewolf Workshop's cheap herbal medicines and beauty potions are sold around the world, Mrs. Primpurnell's income in recent years has been at least several times that of the Weasley brothers!
According to the Gringotts Goblin, she "accidentally" revealed that the value of the various gemstones she has stored in her vault in recent years has surpassed that of most declining pure-blood families!
This level of wealth is not very impressive among the British Muggle rich, but in Diagon Alley, where most of the businesses are owned by pure-blood families, Mrs. Primpurnell suddenly has a transcendent feeling. state.
It is impossible for the merchants in Diagon Alley not to be jealous of such large profits. For them, who have tasted the benefits of low-cost raw materials, cutting costs can no longer satisfy their appetite!
So, under the guidance of their shareholders, consciously or unconsciously, they naturally found Tver through Mrs. Primpernell.
The charming Mrs. Primpernell was leaning against the door of the store. As soon as she saw Tver appear, she pulled him by the shoulder and walked inside.
Then she seemed to be complaining, but actually said proudly: "They blocked the door early in the morning. I thought they were Death Eaters who came to the door."
"Doesn't this mean your business is doing well?" Tver responded with a smile.
Mrs. Primpernell also knew that Tver was a lucrative source of profits for her business and did not dare to show off too much.
“No matter how good the business is, it’s only because of you that we can get where we are today.”
Terweil was quite surprised to glance at Mrs. Primpernel's somewhat submissive look. To be honest, he thought she would be dissatisfied because she was given a portion of the profits.
Greed is human nature, and Mrs. Primpernell certainly doesn't mind making more money for herself, but for the magical world where supplies are scarce and consumption is weak, she has already earned so much money that she doesn't know what to buy!
If she hadn't been worried that this shady business would be exposed and affect Tver, she would have wanted to go to the Muggle world and become a carefree rich woman...
When she thought of this, little thoughts came out of her mouth uncontrollably.
"Mr. Welfare... tell me, can I get some other potions... just..."
After hearing this, Tver's hand on the doorknob paused. He stood in front of the closed door and turned back slightly in surprise.
"You mean...sold to Muggles?"
Mrs. Primpurnell could not help but blush with a hint of hesitation and anxiety.
"No, I heard that your potion workshop is considering producing other potions..."
She swallowed, feeling that her deceptive statement was a bit insulting to the intelligence of the young man in front of her.
"Okay," she held her breath nervously, "my idea is that if you need it, I can adjust the production capacity of the potion shop for you at any time, and even open branch factories in other countries, just like..."
She hesitated, wondering whether she should confess to the professor.
Tver turned around and looked at the hesitant Mrs. Primpernell expressionlessly.
"Like Lucius and the others?"
After the last showdown, these purebloods couldn't wait to leave Britain and go to various parts of Europe to find suitable people and places to establish plantations.
It's just that they are very cautious (timid) and have not publicized this huge business that has not yet started - because they have not even established a formal workshop...
However, since someone revealed the news to Mrs. Primpurnel intentionally or unintentionally, Natwell wouldn't mind adding a little driving force to this lazy team!
Looking at the expressionless Tver, although the two of them rarely interacted with each other, Mrs. Primpernell still felt uneasy in her heart.
"No, I didn't mean..."
"It doesn't matter," Tver turned to smile, "I don't object to it, or in other words, I am very satisfied with your having such an idea."
"I will let Lupine tell you about the potion workshop. As for what kind of potion is produced..."
He hesitated for a moment, feeling that he still had to save some face and profit for the purebloods. After all, they still had value.
"You just need to discuss it with Lucius."
"Thank you very much for your understanding!"
Mrs. Primpernell was so excited that if the occasion and the person were not wrong, she would have wanted to hug Tver and kiss her!
"Then how do you plan to run the potion workshop? From now on, you and Lucius can be considered competitors."
Tver took the opportunity to ask the question that concerned him most.
As long as it doesn't interfere with his plans, the more people running the potion workshop, the better.
But the most critical thing among them, and the ones who can grow into giant crocodiles in the end, are only a small number of people.
He didn't want Mrs. Primpnell, the catfish, to just take out a piece of meat from the pureblood's mouth. If possible, he wanted to see a beast that could hunt on its own!
Mrs. Primpernell didn't know Tweel's expectations. She just felt that his attitude was suddenly different from the seriousness in previous communications, and she couldn't help but restrain the smile on her face.
"Have you ever heard of an automatic stirring crucible?"
"Of course." Tver was pleasantly surprised as soon as he opened his mouth. "A crucible that can automatically stir the potion according to the user's requirements. This kind of crucible has become popular since I graduated."
Mrs. Primpurnell smiled confidently, as if she had a different opinion about this crucible.
"The automatic crucibles on the market can only execute commands in a rigid manner. In fact, even the simplest potion requires at least five stirring methods when brewing!"
Tver nodded in understanding. Making potions requires too many human factors, which is why wizards can only be hired to make potions, not standardized factories.
"But Patchy told me when he came over this morning..." Mrs. Primpernell's lips curled up with a smile. In fact, she had been seeking information in this regard after learning that Tver was engaged in the potion business. !
"He actually developed a crucible that can automatically stir according to the user's wishes. However, this crucible is expensive to make, can only stir in one way, and has no other functions, so he had to give up the production of this crucible."
Being able to stir it in only one way means that only one kind of potion can be produced.
Considering the lack of consumer market in the magic world, it is really not worth spending a high price to buy this kind of crucible.
If there is no demand, there will naturally be no supply.
But for the potion workshop, the importance of this crucible is self-evident!
Although only the stirring step is reduced, there are still many things such as slicing, juicing, and even adding herbs that still need to be handled by the wizard himself.
But business is not about pursuing the lowest production cost. As long as you have lower costs and higher production efficiency than your competitors, you will have a decisive advantage!
"But if it were my potion workshop, I would be equipped with this kind of crucible for the production of every kind of potion!" Mrs. Primpernell said arrogantly, completely ignoring the high cost of the crucible. .
"The cost is lower, but the efficiency is higher. Sooner or later, the magic potion I produce will be all over the world!"
Looking at the impassioned Mrs. Primpernell, Tver felt a strange feeling in his heart.
It seems that he has cultivated a potion giant?
