He returned to the White Robed Ghost Soldier and summoned ten soldiers.
Unfortunately, he still failed to summon the general he had in mind.
Not even a minor general. The only relatively high-ranking soldier he managed to summon was a corporal, which spoke volumes about the low summoning rate.
He also leveled up these ten soldiers to level 10, which was already the standard configuration for his territory's soldiers.
Soldiers were necessary, and so was their level.
However, all soldiers required soul coins to level up, and this was not something that could be achieved in a short period.
Such matters could not be rushed.
He went to check on the dwarves again. After all, they were working for him, and he only needed to provide food and lodging, not even wages. What great workers to find!
What's more, they were happy.
He was certainly happier.
If capitalists saw this, they would probably be filled with envy and hatred.
In their own words, being able to forge equipment carefree was the happiest thing in life.
Dwarves were truly lovely people, and he had to satisfy their pursuit of happiness.
He swept all the ores in the trading hall again, which made the dwarves happy for a long time.
He came to the Spirit Spring.
Taking advantage of this time, he had people fill the Spirit Spring water into bamboo tubes.
He also chatted with Lord Little Sweetheart and bought a large batch of bamboo from her.
He hadn't expected that all the equipment he had previously put up for sale in the trading hall had been sold.
He hadn't expected there to be such foolish and rich people overseas.
Thus, he put up hundreds more pieces of equipment for sale, priced even more exorbitantly than the previous day.
Whether they bought it or not made no difference to him.
He noticed that a certain person had sent him many messages. Upon checking, he realized it was indeed Gui Hai Yi Dao.
Good heavens, in such a short time, there were already hundreds of messages. This guy was definitely a chatterbox.
Zhou Yan glanced at the messages, all of which were about trivial matters. He directly replied, stating that if any more such nonsensical and meaningless messages were sent, their friendship would end.
Upon hearing this, Gui Hai Yi Dao immediately burst into tears and quickly replied, "There will definitely not be a next time."
He originally wanted to say something more, but then he immediately stopped. Thus, he could only turn to other friends for his chatterbox attacks.
Meanwhile, Bing Dong San Chi also sent him a message, directly asking, "Can you sell me a silver weapon?"
The other party was also a smart person, knowing that he was the one selling the silver weapons.
He was not short of silver equipment at the moment. After all, he had obtained quite a lot from the dwarves earlier. After equipping his territory's people, there were still many left.
He could continuously produce silver equipment, so the remaining equipment would definitely be sold.
Thus, he replied, "How many do you need?"
Seeing this message, Bing Dong San Chi was clearly stunned.
She indeed felt a bit displeased. When others were worried about acquiring a good piece of equipment, you would ask, "How many do you need?"
How would anyone hear that and feel good?
"Well, can I have ten?" Bing Dong San Chi asked.
"Certainly, I only have silver weapons."
Weapons were the easiest to forge, so Jerry and the others primarily focused on forging weapons.
There were fewer other armor pieces, and his territory's people had not yet been fully equipped, so he wouldn't sell them.
"The price needs to be increased. The cost of silver weapons has gone up," Zhou Yan stated directly.
He had swept all the ores today, and the prices had risen significantly compared to yesterday. This cost naturally couldn't be borne by him. He would set a price, and whether they bought it was their decision.
"No problem," Bing Dong San Chi replied.
In the end, Zhou Yan earned four million from the ten silver pieces of equipment.
In the Lord Continent, the best silver equipment had a maximum value of one hundred thousand per piece.
However, during the novice trial period, he sold them for four hundred thousand each.
This was definitely a lucrative profit.
The key was that no one was competing with him.
He had not forced anyone to buy.
They had all bought willingly.
And they had to beg him to buy.
He hadn't forced them.
Rather, they had forced him to sell.
Being human was truly difficult. (ˉ▽￣～)✧
Bing Dong San Chi could only afford ten pieces of silver equipment; she couldn't take any more.
Then, Zhou Yan set his sights on Qin Yao, who was a wealthy individual, and importantly, spent the country's money.
"Do you want silver weapons?"
He still had dozens of silver equipment pieces. Only when these items were converted into hard cash did he feel secure.
"I'll take fifty," Qin Yao replied.
Zhou Yan: "(˘•灬•˘)"
What was called dominance.
Fifty silver weapons in one go.
She was the right person to find.
"There are only thirty-two left, each at forty thousand spirit coins," Zhou Yan said.
"No problem," Qin Yao replied.
He liked doing business with people like her: wealthy and generous.
A transaction of over a million was thus completed.
It was important to note that these pieces of equipment all had durability. Once the durability dropped to 0, the equipment would break and become unusable. They couldn't forge equipment yet, which was why the current equipment was so expensive.
If they didn't buy equipment, would they be expected to fight monsters with their bare hands?
This was why, despite the high price, people still bought equipment.
However, he was different. With a blacksmith, if the equipment's durability decreased, Jerry and the others could simply repair it. It only cost time and some ores, which was not a significant issue.
"I seem to have found another hidden path to wealth."
Zhou Yan's eyes lit up.
However, this would require revealing the name of his territory.
Compared to making money, this was insignificant.
Therefore, he set his territory's name to be unhidden in the trading hall and set up equipment recycling in the trading area. For each quality of equipment, there was a fixed recycling price, and various ores were also recycled.
Given his current reputation, he believed many people would sell to him.
He somewhat regretted not revealing his territory's name earlier, but it wasn't too late now.
However, before that, he disabled friend requests. Unless he added others, they couldn't add him as a friend.
Then, he sent a message in the National Chatroom: "I am the lord who sells Spirit Spring. Those who don't believe can check the territory name in the trading hall, which is no longer hidden. I am now acquiring damaged equipment. Black Iron equipment will be recycled for 50 spirit coins each, Bronze equipment for 500 spirit coins each, Silver equipment for 5000 spirit coins each, and various qualities of ores will also be recycled..."
He sent ten messages in total before stopping.
As expected, after this announcement, the entire chatroom erupted in excitement.