Chapter 1293 - 404 Yanyan Is Injured and Kidnapped_3
"Ahh, ahh, ahh, just the profit from this one day amounts to eighty thousand taels! Yanyan, with the wine sold, the silver spent on constructing the winery will be entirely recouped," Xuetuan marveled, surprised and delighted by the sudden earnings.
It was an Artifact Spirit, and in its eyes, silver was as useless as stones. Only after there was hope for Transformation under Mo Yan’s influence did it slowly understand the purchasing power of one or two pieces of silver. Now, selling more than two thousand cases of wine could earn so much silver; the fruit wine was an outright windfall.
Mo Yan nodded with pleasure, putting away the pages of the list and said, "That should be about right. There’s still quite a bit of this batch left—I thought we would have to sell it until next year’s harvest, but I didn’t expect leveraging the influence of the Prince’s Mansion would have such a good effect. I reckon it won’t be long before we get more orders; we could possibly sell out by the end of the year."
"Haha, that’s great," Xuetuan exclaimed excitedly as it bounced around the Space. The more its master earned, the sooner they could implement those plans to accumulate merit. Even if it could only advance its Transformation by ten days or half a month, it wouldn’t let the opportunity slip away.
"Don’t get too excited just yet. We built the winery with Young Master Yan’s silver. We had an agreement to give him seventy percent of the profits. This time we earned eighty thousand taels of silver, so we must give him fifty-six thousand, and we’re only left with twenty-four thousand," Mo Yan couldn’t help but say, delivering a blow to Xuetuan’s high spirits.
"Ow, that guy’s so rich, and he still wants the lion’s share, that’s going too far," Xuetuan howled dejectedly, pained by the significant amount of silver slipping away.
"Don’t think like that. Without him, the winery might not have been built at all, and we wouldn’t have had this much silver to share!" Mo Yan consoled Xuetuan, urging it not to dwell on the matter.
These twenty-plus thousand taels of silver were as much as her family’s annual income. Once this batch of wine was sold, they could turn over more than a hundred thousand—that’s several hundred thousand taels.
Xuetuan was instantly comforted and stopped fussing about the large amount of silver being divided. Master and Artifact Spirit bantered while discussing plans for implementation, and before they knew it, the carriage had arrived at the North gate. After a routine inspection, the carriage smoothly left Jing City.