George swallowed, "Seven thousand pounds!"
His mind quickly performed calculations.
Seven thousand pounds of rock salt, each pound priced at two pence…
Thirty Gold Pounds!
Enough, more than enough!
If Master Lynn is willing to entrust him with selling the rock salt.
Not only will it help Master Lynn make a huge profit!
He will also be able to return the reservation fees to those rich people, and even add a few more carriages and a few more guards to his carriage team!
George looked at Lynn, at this moment Lynn was radiating brilliance in his eyes.
George was extremely grateful now.
Grateful for his decision to go to Kent Village to purchase grain.
Grateful that he sold two iron pots to Master Lynn at a discount.
Grateful for purchasing Master Lynn's beer.
Even more grateful for meeting Master Lynn…
George took a deep breath and asked, "Master Lynn, to whom are you planning to entrust the management and sale of your rock salt?"
