The Game of Global Mining Chapter 684 - 529: Divine Throne Collection Formula, An Impo

It is said that the most painful thing for common n is accompanying talkative won for shopping and tea.

Sariel’s real-world status actually makes him unaware of this, and he doesn’t even need to shop. But now, he has experienced it.

Ti ticks away, and every second feels like a year to Sariel.

Finally, after the rmaid and Mary finished tasting all the tea snacks, they called the owner over.

Sariel, uplifted in Spirit, felt quite expectant. Could it be that she saved yet another Tea Master and is about to receive a recipe?

The owner respectfully said, "Lord of the Divine Throne, please offer your invaluable opinions for our store."

The rmaid coughed dryly, "Well, could you give your store’s recipe? I specialize in research and improvent."

The owner was dumbfounded!

Sariel was even more dumbfounded, "She actually asked the owner for the recipe?"

The chatting crowd burst into laughter, "Is her bread recipe also acquired like this?"

Sariel laughed with mixed feelings, "High possibility indeed!"

In any case, since the rmaid had spoken up, Sariel felt obliged to support, "Owner, with the improvent and endorsent of the Lord of the Divine Throne, your store’s business will exceed by ten tis!"

The store owner instantly understood, "It’s an honor to be recognized by the Lord of the Divine Throne."

The rmaid obtained the recipe and laughed boisterously, "It’s said that, like tea, tobacco stores also make money?"

Sariel was surprised again. Does she even want the tobacco recipe? But he imdiately understood. She clearly tasted the benefits from the previous bread recipe dividends — that’s the rmaid for you, so ambitious! But she obviously lacked so understanding.

Mary explained, "Lord of the Divine Throne, tobacco stores don’t produce tobacco, they only sell processed finished tobacco. Black Iron City doesn’t have a tobacco factory."

The rmaid was quite disappointed, "Ah, no recipe..."

Yet the teahouse owner was energized, "Lord of the Divine Throne, I do know a few old folks who make loose homade tobacco. Although it’s far inferior to the packaged tobacco sold, but it’s cheap and has so uniqueness, very suitable for common people."

The rmaid was pleased, "Great! Owner, quickly introduce them!"

The teahouse owner was thrilled, "I’ll go find them right away!"

Seeing the rmaid’s ambition, Sariel had a thought, "Owner, wait a mont!"

The owner asked, "Sage Lord, what do you advise?"

Sariel then said to the rmaid, "Lord of the Divine Throne, alcohol is very profitable too!"

Mary said, "Black Iron City doesn’t have a distillery."

Sariel laughed, "But rum is very simple. Even Pirates can use rudintary equipnt to brew it from sugarcane. Owner, do you know anyone who can make rum?"

The rmaid was amused, "Sugarcane?"

The owner laughed, "I indeed know soone, that old man once was a Pirate, I’ll go call him now! Lord of the Divine Throne, continue having tea..."

The rmaid laughed rrily, "Okay, owner, take your ti, no rush!"

The owner walked away happily, "The ti of the Lord of the Divine Throne is as precious as Gold..."

Sariel was suddenly enlightened by these words! He was right, being impatient with shopping is just a superficial assumption from n!

Since Tea, Tobacco, and Alcohol, all that’s profitable has been touched, might as well continue!

Sariel said, "Lord of the Divine Throne, dicine is profitable too!"

Gabriel in the chat group imdiately got anxious, "Sariel, you’re stealing my business! If you attract the ire of those big nobles, it might hinder the developnt of the rmaid!"

Sariel laughed, "Then surely you have so dicines that don’t sell well?"

At this mont, the rmaid perked up in Spirit, "I know how to make Plague dicine! Last ti, it was my dicine that eradicated the Plague in Silver City."

Sariel broke a sweat, "This is fine for ergency, but turning it into a brand is quite difficult, affecting the interests of so noble dical associations also selling Plague dicine. In their anger, the Lord of the Divine Throne might lose their faith."

The rmaid sneered, "Then I know how to cure the Harpy’s dysentery!"

Sariel found it botherso too, "Lord of the Divine Throne, Harpies are extrely rare now, making and selling such dicine might not work."

Raphael laughed, "In my Blue Grey Village, the dicine for testing pneumoconiosis was used, and this incident happened because of this dicine, but it’s hard to sell, the rich don’t have this illness, and the poor can’t afford it. Why not let the rmaid try? If she succeeds, she will win the love of miners worldwide, her faith will soar. anwhile, it will offend the mastermind behind this incident and draw them out!"

Sariel perked up in Spirit, though annoyed, "You’re putting my treasured rmaid in danger!"

Gabriel laughed, "I think Raphael’s right, it’s completely feasible! After all, the rmaid is the Guardian God of both cities; she has the strength to cope with risks!"

Sariel beca excited, "What do our senior think?"

Michael smiled wryly, "Of all the NPCs I’ve t, Heiwa the clown was the most genius, but he could only learn mathematics, not Astrology. You want the rmaid to simultaneously improve Tea, Tobacco, Alcohol, and even dicine? Even if she were indeed divine, she might find it unbearable?"

Gabriel laughed, "We don’t know the intelligent limit of divinity yet! Perhaps only training her would be sufficient to counter Emperor intelligence?"

Michael pondered, "We can try! But given her playful nature, don’t force it."

"Understood!"

Sariel then said to the rmaid, "Lord of the Divine Throne, we can develop dicine to treat pneumoconiosis!"

The rmaid suddenly paused, staring at Sariel with a strange feeling.

The rmaid asked, "Could you tell what this illness is?"

"It’s a Miner illness..."

The rmaid asked again, "But I haven’t heard everyone in Silver City and Black Iron City coughing everywhere?"

"Because in the Main City, after over a century of mining, the dust concentration isn’t as bad as before. But in so remote villages and towns, it is relatively common."