Grayson's face lit up with surprise, "Thank you so much, Master Lynn."
If these one hundred glazed bottles can be successfully shipped out and sold at the price of the previous batch.
After deducting various taxes, he could still earn at least four gold pounds per bottle.
One hundred glazed bottles, that's four hundred gold pounds!
Converted, that would be sixteen thousand pounds of fine salt!
As Lynn and Grayson spoke, they walked onto the open square in front of the town.
George, who had long been standing with dozens of assistants, was already waiting.
He quickly stepped forward to Lynn, "Master, Mr. Grayson!"
Lynn responded, then spoke, "Unload all the goods, and then lead the carriage team to the pottery workshop."
Without any hesitation, George replied, "Yes, Master."
Then, Lynn turned to Kuisi, instructing the soldiers to settle and guard the slaves on the open square, and to prepare some hot food.
