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.

Only then did Lynn lead Grayson towards the Handicraft Workshop District.

Grayson, standing beside him, listened as Lynn methodically organized the arrangements, and the stewards decisively executed the various instructions.

Grayson felt a sense of admiration well up within him.

Is this Master Lynn's management capability?

Is this the kind of territory steward trained by Master Lynn?

Grayson admitted that even if he were fortunate enough to acquire a piece of land and become a true lord.

He could not manage the territory as orderly as Master Lynn!

Following behind Master Lynn into the workshop district, Grayson curiously observed everything around him.

Chimneys of high furnaces ten meters tall, workshops full of workers.

Their expressions were serious, their work quick and efficient…

Even when Lynn, along with him and the guards walked through, the workshop workers did not turn their heads to look.

As if they were deeply engrossed in their tasks.

After a few glances, a thought suddenly crossed Grayson's mind, and he asked curiously, "Master Lynn, what can be produced on your territory now?"

After speaking, Grayson immediately felt that his words were somewhat abrupt and offensive.

In his view, it was mere curiosity.

However, for a lord, this was akin to probing into the intelligence of his territory.

If Master Lynn didn't trust him and considered him a spy worthy of beheading, it would also be reasonable.

Grayson apologized full of regret, "I'm sorry, Master Lynn, I've been offensive."

Lynn didn't mind at all and said, "No worries, Mr. Grayson, I trust your character."

Grayson was somewhat moved by his words.

Lynn continued, "Currently, on this territory, the things that can be produced… are many!"

"So many that you might think it unbelievable."

"Iron ore mined out, transformed into iron by the smelting of the furnace, then crafted into standard plate armor by blacksmiths and apprentices!"

"Bow and Arrow Workshop, used for producing longbows and arrows for warfare."

"The linen cloth and coarse wool you sent, processed in the textile workshop to create hemp ropes, clothing, and bedding."

"The fishery workshop processes river fish caught from various places into fish glue and fish oil. Fish glue is used for gourmet cuisine and binding glue; fish oil for lubrication and lighting, among other things."

"The Glass Workshop, is used for crafting various glazed glass products… glazed bottles, glazed cups, tableware, and wine glasses, etc."

Listening to Master Lynn's explanations, Grayson was full of amazement.

From military to daily life, almost everything was all-encompassing.

Plus the plots of farmland cultivated…

Grayson felt that Master Lynn's territory was on the verge of achieving true self-sufficiency!

With sufficient armed forces, firmly holding this territory, guarding the walls at the mountain pass.

Master Lynn's territory would become a country within a country in the Karedi Empire!

Secure the footing, then plan for the realm!

This is not merely a dream!

As Grayson was reflecting, Lynn's footsteps suddenly stopped.

Grayson looked over with curiosity.

On the wooden frames near the workshop walls, various colored and varying types of glazed glass artifacts were arrayed.

Under the sunlight, they shimmered with strange brilliance.

With just a few glances, Grayson felt a dazzle before his eyes.

Too many!

Such an overwhelming amount of glazed glass!

Is this Master Lynn's Glass Workshop?

Looking away, Grayson quickly turned to Lynn, "Master Lynn, can I…"

Lynn nodded and said, "You may go in and choose, pick freely, regardless of style or color."

For Lynn, who possessed the technology and workshop workers, even the most beautiful glazed glass items were just silica.

As long as there was enough time, Beola could continuously produce various glazed glass items for him.

The technology is his, the workers are his, and even the Anthracite needed for glazing is his.

In Lynn's view, there is virtually no cost!

Therefore.

Even if Grayson sells them at the high price of seven or eight gold pounds to those noble lords, only offering him two gold pounds as the purchase price.

Lynn doesn't mind at all.

Originally, he had three mineral veins, if not exchanging the goods but selling them, the wealth he possessed would be endless.

Glazed bottle products are merely goods that create value, making the rich even wealthier.

With Lynn's permission, Grayson hastily stepped into the Glass Workshop.

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