"Buy… sell…" Having discerned the true essence behind these two murmurs, Wu Jinliang suddenly became wide-eyed and speechless, his expression exaggeratedly surprised to an unbelievable extent.
Then he slowly turned his head back toward the entrance of Cloud Building, which was surrounded by a crowd of people. His mind suddenly staggered, and he could not help but silently start counting on his fingers. With an investment of fifty thousand taels, he could take the top performer out of the Cloud Building, and then sell her for two hundred thousand taels, netting a profit of one hundred and fifty thousand after deducting the initial cost!
What did one hundred and fifty thousand represent? Most people earned three hundred gold a month, amounting to three thousand six hundred a year. Forget about most people, for those just out of the Land of Exile like them, securing a job that paid three hundred gold a month was already commendable. This one deal could cover forty years!
