Was money useful?
It was, but at the moment, he couldn't see a use for it.
At this stage, the only use for silver was to "send messages" in the guild.
However, Qin Ziwen believed that since it existed, it must have a purpose. He just hadn't found the right outlet for it yet.
What Xue Wang considered a Divine, Sharp Weapon was just an ordinary weapon to him. If he ignored the value of the Ghost Gold, the production cost was just a bit of iron ore.
Moreover, the Ghost Gold mine was in his hands. Skeletons did all the digging, so he didn't even need to hire miners. The price of these items was entirely up to him.
"Fifteen hundred silver a piece, with a minimum purchase of ten."
Xue Wang agreed without hesitation. "Fine. I'll buy a hundred."
To him, money was just a string of numbers. If he ran out, he could just "borrow" it from the homes of merchants and officials.
In these chaotic times, food, armor, and able-bodied men were the real currency. Everything else was meaningless.
