"Accurately calculated, every ounce of profit, after deducting storage, transportation, tax and other costs, is forty to forty-five cents."
Lance frowned slightly, "It sounds like the profit isn't very high."
Lance's remark made the team leader freeze for a moment, and he quickly explained, "Mr. Lance, we estimate that the true reserves of Horseback Silver Mountain are more than their exploration results, if we use our advanced mining technology for large-scale centralized mining and smelting."
"We can produce at least seventy to eighty tons of silver annually, with a net profit of one million per year!"
"That's not a small sum!"
Seeing the team leader's wide-eyed, serious look, as if he were correcting an error, Lance's face showed more of a smile, "I make over ten dollars profit from selling a bottle of alcohol."
"Every day, I'm able to sell seventy to eighty thousand bottles of alcohol."
Upon hearing this offer, the team leader fell silent.
