Of course, seeing Gan Ning mining so smoothly, Zhou Yu naturally dumped all his own ballast stones and casually loaded over a thousand tons of ballast iron ore into his empty cabins. Once he got back he could casually smelt a few hundred tons of iron, which would count as making his money back.
Zhou Yu felt inexplicably a bit envious—shameless, no bottom line, grass doesn't grow where he passes, the sky three feet high above Gan Ning's head. The iron ore from several hundred ships of all sizes—by Zhou Yu's estimate, the iron smelted from so much high‑grade ore would be enough to arm hundreds of thousands, close to a million armored soldiers. He suddenly felt this was a huge profit.
