"In short, the minerals and samples brought back from the moon this time add up to only about 2000 tons."
"And I've already made arrangements for these cargo containers."
"Their use and purpose are all planned out, so, Elder, your sudden request for 100 pounds puts me in a tight spot."
As he said this, Lin Yi deliberately put on a troubled expression, his tone full of helplessness.
The old man opposite him was immediately amused by Lin Yi's words and responded somewhat irritably:
"Look at you, kid. Is that even human speech? You say you 'only' got 2000 tons?
Now I ask you for 100 pounds, and you're giving me the runaround.
What do you expect me to do? Should I send someone to wait under your spacecraft to sweep up the scraps that fall off?
100 pounds—I'm afraid the scraps that have fallen exceed 100 pounds already, don't they?"
Just as the old man said, Lin Yi hadn't paid much attention to the samples during transportation.
