"So, does that mean there's still money to be made?" David still found it somewhat hard to believe.
"From the current trend, that seems to be the case," Nifadora replied. "However, we're currently constrained by scale. Plus, Lady Attilicia insists on a procurement model to purchase our camp's raw material output, which eases our capital turnover pressure. So, for now, we've at least managed to break even."
"...Well, nothing more to say then. Continue the dragon-hunting plan. Keep looking for True Dragons, and I want those drakes too." Since his dear old dad could handle the sales end, what else could David say?
Reality is sometimes just that bizarre.
Take Blue Star, for example. Someone there had barely been making ends meet selling stir-fried noodles for most of his life. He only struck it rich when an internet user took a fancy to the iron pot he used, and he switched to selling pots.
