Daqi had many wealthy people, and this novel tricycle was enough to line the Royal Family's coffers.
"How much did Qiao Xiaomai set the price?" Yang Wenxiao asked again.
"Twenty taels. However, the old servant guesses that she is selling through Jiwei House again this time, and whatever price Jiwei House sets, that's hard to predict," Gao Lian hurriedly said.
"This tricycle, eight hundred and eighty-eight taels apiece," Yang Wenxiao decided with a smack of his hand.
Choosing an auspicious number for good fortune, to prosper and prosper.
In the Capital City, those Aristocratic Families, with centuries of accumulated wealth, had so much that the strings used to bundle copper coins were rotting away. Rather than let it rot, it might as well fill the Royal purse.
Gao Lian silently calculated the ultimate profit and said, "Ten thousand units might not be enough, right?"
Who doesn't have a few sons?
A family shouldn't have just one.
