But this number made Zeng Xing stagger and almost fell off the ground.

"Brother Zeng, are you okay?"

Jiang Yan quickly supported Zeng Xing.

"It's okay, I'm okay"

Zeng Xing said repeatedly, but with a shocked face, he asked Bai Ye urgently, "Are you sure you are right? There are hundreds of tons of output every day?"

"Isn't that too little?"

"No, no, no, how is that possible?"

Zeng Xing waved his hands hurriedly, somewhat incoherently.

Isn’t this too little?

Hundreds of tons a day? This is as much as what others produce in a month!

"Brother Zeng, I heard that for an ore mountain like this, the amount delivered to the Samsara Heavenly Palace is only 200 tons per month, right?"

Bai Ye said.

"Two hundred tons are taken for processing, and in the end, about ten tons of high-quality goods are delivered to Tiangong."

Zeng Xingdao.

"That's it"

Bai Ye started to think about it.
Chapter completed!