After Maxing out all Classes

Chapter 298: Let's make a bet

Chapter 298: Let's make a bet

"I know the technology is confidential, but it's about innovations..." said Nuolun modestly. "I'm not good at innovations... I really don't know how to innovate with sugar production."

"Well, I'll give you a small demonstration. You can think of a way later."

As soon as he waved his hand, several pieces of sugar, milk and cream appeared in front of him.

He asked Lillian to bring a pot and put all the sugar, milk and cream in it. Then he let out a magic of fire and stirred it while boiling it!

After a while, when the food in the pot was sticky, Robb put it aside and said with a smile, "let's eat and wait!"

Nuolun was confused, but he couldn't ask Robb if Robb didn't tell him, so he had to have dinner with him.

After the meal, the thing cooked just now had condensed into a milky white, strange substance.

Robb cut a small piece of the solidified object with a knife, which was as big as a knuckle. He handed it to Nuolun and said, "have a try."

As soon as Nuolun put it into his mouth, his face became serious. "Yummy! What's the name of this?"

Robb smiled and said, "this is called milk candy. You see, I added sugar into milk and made this kind of thing. Think about it again. If I add all kinds of sugar in other things, use all kinds of ingredients you can find to mix, find a good proportion and formula, and mix with sugar, then how many other possibilities can you make?"

He continued "There are still a few months left before the queen gets her first batch of sugar. You still have a lot of time to sell all the sugar in your hands and study the new game of sugar. By the time she starts to sell sugar, you should have given up the low-end basic industry of making sugar and advanced processing industry. In that case, the sugar she makes will not be a threat to you; Instead, she becomes a worker who provides you with raw materials. Do you understand? "

After a while, he seemed to understand something. "Godfather, do you mean that I should study new things and keep my new technology a secret so that others can only follow me forever, so that I can be invincible?"

"Haha! You're so smart. It's convenient to talk to you." Robb smiled and said, "you can take all the milk candies I have prepared."

Nuolun picked up the candy in a hurry and walked back home while tasting it carefully. After taking a few steps, he finally figured out something and his steps suddenly became brisk.

Robb smiled and watched him off. When he turned around, he saw that the crystal ball on the table was lit up.

As soon as he picked up the phone, he saw the Queen's elegant and dignified face appear in the crystal ball. This damned woman would always put on such a solemn and sacred expression the moment he answered the phone.

"My queen, what can I do for you?" Robb greeted with a smile.

The Queen's face remained unchanged. "I'm telling a joke."

Robb said, "you don't look like you are going to tell a joke."

The queen said, "your silk stockings are about to be sold out."

"Oh? Why?" Robb said, "why do you say that?"

A smug smile suddenly flashed across the Queen's face "An interesting young man came out of my royal magic school. He took the lead in attacking the extravagant and lewd lifestyle and proposed that all the noble children don't wear silk stockings, which caused quite a stir. Now a minister proposed that since the young people were working hard, the older generation can't lose to the young people. He proposed that all the officials in the government should abandon such a luxurious thing as silk stockings. They should wear trousers at ease Although it was not as beautiful as silk stockings, it was more warm, more convenient and practical. Many officials had begun to imitate it, which would soon form a style. Men will abandon their stockings, and only a small number of women will wear them. "

Speaking of this, the queen was a little happy. "Your silk stockings! Sell them! No! It'll be gone!"

She said these words word by word, as if she would be very happy if Robb was beaten.

"So what? Do you believe that the stockings will be sold less?"

The queen smiled, "it's useless to comfort yourself. Your stockings factory needs it! Go! Close it!"

"Thank you for calling me to talk about this." Robb smiled and said, "then shall we make a bet? If my stockings factory is really closed down, I will promise you a request. As long as it doesn't go against my conscience, you can make it, including but not limited to giving Westwind Town to you, killing Mondram taking back the eastern land, unifying the Kingdom, and even helping you kill the desert kingdom and Norma.

Hearing this, the Queen's eyes lit up. Originally, she just wanted to make a phone call to laugh at Robb and complete the daily task of "Embarrassing other netizens". She had planned to hang up after mocking him, but she did not expect that Robb would suddenly propose such a bet.

The stake was too tempting for the queen. Her ambition was not so great as to kill the desert kingdom and Norma, but killing Mondra, taking back the eastern land and unifying the kingdom was her ambition since childhood. If Robb was really willing to help her complete it, she had no reason to refuse.

However, the queen was not an innocent and stupid girl. She knew that huge benefits were often accompanied by huge risks. If Robb dared to make such a bet, it meant that he would put forward a terrible condition, which she might not be able to bear.

She tried her best to hold back her excitement and keep a calm face. "Otherwise?"

Robb gave a sinister smile and said, "on the contrary, if my stockings factory is not closed down and the sales volume of my stockings is increased, you have to promise me one condition."

"What condition?" The queen said indifferently, "you are an independent leader, and you have a high position in the hearts of the people of Westwind town. You can be regarded as a gentleman with high status. I don't think you would propose some dirty and shameless conditions like a gangster, right?"

Robb smiled and said, "I haven't put forward any conditions yet, but you are making fun of me with a lot of nonsense first. You flatter me and label me as a gentleman, making me feel embarrassed to raise too many conditions. What the hell woman?"

The queen smiled!

Robb hmphed, "well, I won't ask too much. If you lose, wear black stockings and white stockings for me. Then we have a bet. What do you think?"