As expected of someone from the Ministry of Revenue, Tie Changlin was very sensitive to silver. He realized that there was a huge business opportunity hidden in it. His eyes were burning. He hurriedly asked," Lord Marquis, what's the price?"
"Ten copper coins for a pot, one pot for one catty," Zhang Ronghua said.
"A pot on the market is only half a catty, and some are even less. Isn't this too much?"
"Earning money is one thing, but giving back to the people is another. Ten copper coins is already a lot. If the amount is not enough, it will undoubtedly squeeze the hard-earned money of the people. A jug of wine weighed a pound. If he drank it sparingly, it would last him a while. According to this calculation, after blending, it will be more than ten times the profit."
" Master!" Tie Changlin bowed solemnly." Lord Marquis loves his people like his own children. I admire you!"
