Long Qian's dragon ball egg is indeed very powerful.
If you could have hundreds or thousands of something in your hand, would you be afraid that you wouldn't win any battle?
Although the prince is indeed super powerful, wouldn't it be good to have a better chance of winning?
"The housekeeper came to see me just now." Chu Fengjin was a little helpless, "Little girl, you made a dozen dragon ball eggs, do you know how much gold it cost me?"
"Huh?" She hadn't thought about this.
Because the material extracted from gold is super pure, of course, the effect of using gold is simply not on the same level as using copper, aluminum, etc.
When she saw that there was so much gold in the warehouse, she took some and used it.
As for how much I used, I really haven’t calculated it carefully.
"Did it cost a lot?" Long Qian opened her eyes wide and looked at him.
She asked seriously, and Chu Fengjin could only answer seriously. He nodded carefully: "It's a lot, enough to feed the whole family for a lifetime."
Long Qian opened his mouth and was completely stunned.
A dozen thunderbolts are enough to feed a family for a lifetime...
If it is used for fighting... forget it, it is probably not realistic to use it on a large scale on the battlefield.
Before we fight, this country will be impoverished by her.
"In the future, I will research how to use other cheaper materials instead, and then... I will make a large batch for you."
However, she only has half a year left to live, and she doesn't know if she will have a chance to develop a new and cheaper method.
Chu Fengjin looked at her slightly dim face and naturally knew what she was thinking of.
He smiled lightly and said: "It's okay, you can't do much by yourself. Although I'm not very rich, I'm not poor either. You can spend the gold in the warehouse as you wish, and you can earn it back in the future."
"Really?"
"Of course it's true."
…On the second day, Chu Fengjin’s headache became even worse.
When the housekeeper came, he was almost crying.
The gold in the warehouse is at least one-third less.
Princess Ling used it to make cannonballs.
Rumble…
There was another loud noise from the back mountain.
Chu Fengjin rubbed the center of his eyebrows.
I don't know why, but in just two or three days, he seemed to have become accustomed to the action of rubbing his eyebrows.
Listening to the voice, the housekeeper almost burst into tears.
The abacus was immediately beaten by him.
"Your Majesty, Princess Ling is such a cannonball. My subordinates have calculated that our palace will have to have light meals in the next few days."
"Your Majesty, don't look at the fact that we still have a lot of gold in our inventory, but that's all accumulated in the past."
"My lord, you have only been focusing on fighting and not doing much outside business these past few years. The income of our palace is really getting worse year by year."
All he had to do was tell Chu Fengjin directly, Your Majesty, you are actually very poor.
Chu Fengjin wanted to sigh.
However, the butler was already so discouraged that if he sighed, it would frighten the butler even more.
"If I take the Black Cavalry out to work part-time as bodyguards..."
"Princess Ling is a cannonball. Your Majesty, you and your brothers in the Black Cavalry Army should have to work for half a month to earn back."
The housekeeper also told the truth, but did not want to give him false hope.
Rumble…
From the back mountain, there was another big noise.
The housekeeper really cried this time.
"Your Majesty, can you please send Princess Ling back to Prince Ling's Mansion? Our Prince Jin's Mansion really cannot afford to support such a great deity! Your Majesty, please! Send her back!"
Feiyun almost cried: "Your Majesty, I don't want to be a bodyguard and be recognized by my peers. Do I want to live in the future?"
