The higher the quality, the more outrageous the price, military equipment is something that has nothing to do with ordinary people.
"Give me a set... can I test it first?"
"Of course you can."
A few cautious mercenaries immediately conducted a trial.
After slashing and stabbing, they were surprised to find it was even more exaggerated than what they saw last night.
The defense is top-notch!
Much stronger than the armor forged in small workshops.
Moreover, they deliberately checked the other armor on the shelves, finding that each was almost the same.
This shows that the other's forging skills are excellent, and the quality can be maintained above the baseline.
With a mix of heartache and excitement, they paid the money.
Five people, each with a set, wore it on the spot.
After they left, the store did not see the imagined crowd but instead became quiet.
Only occasionally did one or two people come in, some buying, some just looking and shaking their heads before leaving, far from expectations.
However, Blando wore a smile on his face, showing no worry.
A few somewhat anxious staff members couldn't help but find it strange.
"President, aren't you worried? If these are the only results... how do we explain it to Lord?"
"Worried? You'll see soon."
Perplexed, the staff saw the time reach four or five in the afternoon.
The originally quiet store suddenly swarmed with a crowd.
After a quick inspection in the store, they straightforwardly purchased 50 sets, adding 10,000 gold coins to the account.
As soon as this group left, more than twenty people came, also not hesitating much, paying another 5,000 gold coins into the account.
After several such waves, by nightfall, 400 out of 500 prepared sets of armor were sold, totaling 80,000 gold coins.
The exaggerated sum left the staff with eyes red from excitement.
Frequently glancing at the treasure chest full of gold coins behind them.
Their excitement was palpable.
It exploded!
It exploded!
In one day alone, 400 sets were sold! The 3,000 sets brought this time wouldn't last a few days.
And the data from another store came back, even more astonishing, with earnings of 90,000 gold coins.
In one day, they earned a full 170,000 gold coins!
Although Blando was mentally prepared, he still felt dizzy.
Previously, he borrowed only a few hundred gold coins and felt suffocated under the pressure.
Now, tens of thousands of gold coins were credited in a single day.
The impact is indescribable.
When the store closed that night, and the gold coins were sent back to the White Crow Commerce Association, he was still somewhat dazed.
No wonder so many people are obsessed with weapon trade, unable to forget.
It's too profitable!!
He personally participated in negotiations with the Night Shadow Clan and learned in detail about the Blacksmith Shop's forging process and costs.
These armors were made using the most ordinary iron ore, and in terms of labor, Weilu City didn't need to pay any wages, only providing basic food security.
Calculating it like this, it was all pure profit, damn it!
The business he did before, investing three to five hundred gold coins and making a profit of a hundred or eighty was considered a great deal.
By comparison, it simply couldn't be compared.
No wonder those small commerce associations want to rely on big nobles, having such a towering tree to lean against is better than being a locust that anyone can crush?
Lear heard the news and was quite satisfied.
The benefits of building his own industrial system were now manifested in the most direct way.
The things he needed were ones that required a lot of money to buy, and these continuous funds were the strongest support.
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