Railways spanning the Yu Country, machines roaring in factories, flying aircraft crisscrossing the skies, ironclad ships cleaving through the waves...
Li Ang snapped back from his endless reverie and asked in a deep voice, "What is the cost?"
"Um..."
Su Feng rummaged around on the desk and picked up a sheet of draft paper stained with a circular watermark from the bottom of a teacup. "Six hundred thousand strings of coins per unit."
"How much?!"
Li Ang instinctively raised his voice. "Six hundred thousand strings?!"
Keep in mind that for a lower-class family in the Yu Country, the living expenses for a family of three or four were only a hundred coins. A daily consumption level of two hundred coins was considered well-off. Six hundred thousand strings of coins could support a well-off family for eight thousand years.
"Pretty expensive, huh?"
