"Printing technology isn't really worth much to me," Yu Ang said.
Yang Wenxiao wanted printing technology to print silver notes, but what did he need printing technology for?
He wasn't planning to publish books, nor did he know how to make paper.
It was completely useless to him.
Moreover, Qiao Xiaomai had even come up with movable type printing, which was an even more convenient technology. With this, he valued Shen Chenghao's possession even less.
Yu Ang said, "Of course I can't accept it, we are carrying over a billion in silver. I'm telling you now so you can be mentally prepared."
Qiao Xiaomai nodded, "Don't worry, as long as it's a fair competition, I will definitely win."
"Shopkeeper Liu, are you saying that the delicacies discovered by Shen Chenghao are enough to compete with the Zuixian Building?" Tong Sanlang, who was sitting aside, couldn't help asking.
