Derrick felt a shiver run down his spine.
He remembered the absurd costs that had been discussed, and if he based his assumptions on Jack's facial expression right now, they had definitely been blown out of the water.
"How much did it all cost?"
Jack didn't keep Derrick hanging for very long.
"Your Highness, we're currently building 4 farms that were designed by people with cattle knowledge. We, of course, vetted them to make sure that they weren't 'fakes' who wanted to take advantage of the system. However, they laughed when we first talked about how we wanted to do things. Our initial estimate of 10 000 iron coins per farm jumped to 25 000, obliterating the budget"
Jack took in a deep breath, and dropped the remaining bomb on Derrick.
"That, coupled with the new stalls and housing, racks up to the astronomical sum of 140 000 iron coins"
